Not afraid anymore?

"This is you, Arthur?"

Cecile was suddenly surprised. Even though they just separated a few minutes ago but met again this soon?

"Why? Just a few minutes we parted and you already miss me hem .."

Said Arthur. Raised one of his eyebrows while smiling proudly.

Cecile didn't really care about the man's narcissistic nature at this time. Now all she cared about was her fate, which was almost captured.

If that happened, these people would take her back to the western region, the Zeath tribe.

Feeling ignored, Arthur had an unhappy look on his face. Glancing helplessly at Cecile. Arthur saw that the girl seemed to be thinking about something. In the end he understood the situation.

The girl's identity seemed to have been revealed. And now these people wanted to catch her.

It was just that their steps were immediately blocked by a group of people who were chasing after him.

The people of the Akez tribe who had wanted to catch the girl, immediately stepped back when they saw a group of men in black and brown furred cloaks. They regularly walked away to make way for them.

And immigrants did it too.

From the situation that occurred, they could guess. The group of fur-cloaked people who had just arrived were not just anyone to the Akez people.

A group of perverts who had been chasing Cecile also moved away. They were a group of blacklisted members of their tribe. Who then immigrated to the northern territory of the Akez tribe to escape.

So they didn't have the courage to offend the men in cloaks.

The Akez people seemed to have great respect for the group. So that's all, they could assessed the situation. That They were important people. Surely they wouldn't cause trouble with them.

Cecile saw the people who had been so excited to catch her. Now find those who suddenly stepped back.

They did not budge on the spot after making way for the horde of people who had just arrived. This made Cecile felt surprised.

Didn't they want to catch her again?

Glancing at the flock of men in furred cloak that had just arrived, Cecile remembered. They were the same breed, hopping over her inn overnight.

Then she turned to Arthur. Found that man who looked indifferent standing beside her.

Knitting a pair of eyebrows, Cecile thought that What did Arthur have to do with all those people?

The representative of the horde stepped forward. He had dark brown skin that looked compatible with his matching furred cloak.

He said aloud.

"This is an order" He said loudly breaking the silence.

"Young master forgive our impudence"

After that the man bowed with clenched fists in a bow of respect.

Cringg !!

Immediately the people behind him took out long swords from their scabbards. Then simultaneously the sword was pointed towards the sky.

Afterwards the group of people simultaneously jumped into the air. They revolved around each other in a beautiful formation.

It looked like flower petals swirling in the air. Their furred cloaks also fluttered majestically by the slap of the wind.

Soon people were stunned by the sight.

But only the Akez people who seemed less surprised. Like that was nothing new to them.

It was different for the immigrants who stared at it with their jaws half dropped.

Including Cecile. She could not hide the admiration from her face. Her brown eyes sparkled slightly with astonishment.

'Are they part of the security of the Akez tribe?' She thought.

If so, then that would be extraordinary. Even from what she knew, the skill level of the Zeath tribe's security members might not be as extraordinary as them.

After that the people jumped back to earth again. They fell one by one in a circle formation. Which makes Arthur and Cecile besieged in it.

At that moment, Cecile was still very impressed. Her eyes still hadn't turned away from watching their action.

Until just when Cecile saw the sword that was pointed at the sky. They began to swing right over her one by one.

Her brown eyes got bigger. Her heartbeat immediately stopped. And her breath was restrained.

Prangg !!

It was the sound of swords colliding with each other.

The blades that Cecile had thought were about to fall on her. It stopped in the air making a roof formation above her head and Arthur instead.

Cecile, who was still half aware of the change, felt dazed on the spot. Her body trembled for a moment. Then her defense were lost and she knelt on the ground with a pale face.

Trapped in the circle of the cloaked people with their blades on her. She seemed to be in the position of a prisoner who had almost been killed.

Immediately her awe vanished into panic.

Arthur, who saw how scared the girl was, felt dissatisfied with the fur-cloaked people.

Whereas the surrounding people were watching, slowly lifting their feet from that place.

The Akez tribe was the first to start it and was followed by the immigrants behind it.

At first they were reluctant to leave the place because they were still very curious about what happened next, but the Akez tribe immediately warned them to hurry away.

As if they are forbidden to watch it longer and they did not know why the Akez tribe community forbade it.

Actually, the Akez tribe people kept many big secrets that they didn't know what it was. No matter how hard they searched, they would never find it.

The secret was neatly sealed by their tribe who never opened their mouths at all.

Perhaps if someone wanted to tell the secret, they could entrust the Akez tribe to keep it. That secret must have been well kept in their hands.

The Akez tribe was known for being loyal to keep secrets to the end. Even if life becomes a threat, they still won't speak up.

"Young master Arthur excuse our impudence"

"Bwa..hhaa..ha" Arthur couldn't help but laugh when he heard them say that.

Did they think he had given up? Looking around, the market that was once full of a sea of ​​people now looked like a lonely cemetery.

Seeing that, her blue eyes sparkled sharply. Turning his gaze to the people who surrounded him, he stopped laughing and generously tugged at the corners of his lips for a broad smile.

It accentuated his perfect cheekbones and squinted his blue eyes like a crescent moon. Immediately the group of cloaked men felt complicated in their hearts.

'Your Majesty is always full of hidden schemes'

'Your Majesty has always been a difficult person to guess'

'Your Majesty is a very difficult person to read'

One by one, they began to monologue in their hearts.

Cecile who heard Arthur's relaxed laughter somehow felt her tension slowly disappear.

The panic just disappeared. Slowly she got up while brushing the dirt and dust off that stained her dress.

"Not afraid anymore?"

Asked Arthur with his hands on her shoulders. He bent slightly to find her face. Then those lips curved into a very gentle smile.

When good looks and tenderness collaborated on his face, it brought a sense of calm and cool.

His blue eyes were staring serenely at her, it carried a sense of peace and protection. Cecile was stunned for a moment, almost lost her words.

The sun was already at the peak, its light penetrated between the swords that were still stopping in the air.

Cecile and Arthur who were right under the roof formation of the blades, looked like a perfect match.

Shadow lines from the sword began to form beneath it, giving a lovely touch of space.

If people looked, it was no longer like a circle of prisoners. But almost like a catchy romance escort. With the decoration of the rooftop-like sword shading the two people below, it felt like a romantic, challenging atmosphere.

One was beautiful like the incarnation of the moon at night, while the other was handsome like the sun in the form of a human who descended to earth.

Both were there as if ready to complement each other.

The group of cloaked men who surrounded them in a circle, had just realised. That accidentally, their action had locked a foreign girl in it.

But looking at the interaction of the two, did these two people know each other?

"Who exactly are they?"

Cecile asked in the end in a very low voice. With Arthur by her side, just like that night at the inn. She was no longer so afraid. This man somehow brought a sense of protection to her.

"They are people from my territory. They want to take me home"

Cecile saw Arthur's skin as cold as white snow. 'Is he from the tribe of Zeath?'

At first she thought Arthur was the Akez tribe. That's natural, because the Akez tribe had a variety of skin colours.

"West region, Zeath tribe?"

"Not!"

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