Book 1 Chapter 15: A new morning, a new lesson

Yuki felt rumbling as the cloth covered cart was moving. He had long fell asleep, and to his guess at speed it must've travelled a couple hundred miles by now, he slid and hit his head on a board as the cart came to a sudden stop.

"Ow…" He groaned as he slowly waked up, peering out the back, opening the flap he saw he was at a camp encirclement. Two women were currently sitting down in front of a fire cooking; the men were actually not acting as if it was for them, meaning they were cooking for themselves at the moment.

'Hmm…I am a little bit hungry…' Yuki hopped out and strolled over to them, "Hello seniors, my name is Yu…call me Snow. Mind if I grab just a little bit of that?" He had an innocent face put on, like that of the children his age. He was far more cunning and used this on the neighbors or Helga all the time that always fell for the cuteness.

"Hey little lad, eh… sure here." She handed a bowl over to Yuki who saw it was a slimy plant substance, unlike the men around him who loved meat he loved plants and actually sipped it and gulped it down.

It's…warm, and also well-seasoned. Were the only words that came to mind, as the rest of the taste was bland, it however did indeed fill his stomach and he much enjoyed that feeling?

"That's delicious! Thank you so much" He said with an actual truthful smile to that fact. The two women smiled back, "See you dumb men, this boy has a good sense of taste. Why don't you try my food?" She said with a cunning smile to the men standing around waiting for their turn to use the fire.

"Eh…I uh…already ate..."

"I'm just gonna eat porridge I've had an upset stomach…."

A lot in unison or one alikeness to another in retort to her question.

They all hated that soup she made, the texture, taste, and smell were horrendous to them. Seeing Yuki enjoy it, they felt he was putting up a front to mingle, and they could respect that…but if he actually liked it! Oh fuck no!

She turned back to Yuki, "Snow huh, I like that name, tell me what brings you here?" She said with an elusive tone that any travelling commoner would have.

Yuki's eyes changed as he remembered his brother, a deep sense of blood lust coming over him as well as vigor and determination that came from gaining his spirit. "I...am here to train in the arts of assassination. To learn to create, calculate, and to better myself as a Ranger of the trees." This was a line prepared and told to him by his teacher, but with his tone it created a small glimmer in the eyes of the two women in front of him, seeing a young boy give off such an air.

"Is that so…hmm, seems we do indeed have an extra tent you could stay in." She pointed over to a small tent prepared ahead of time on the outskirt of the small encampment surrounded by trees and plants of all natures. It was covered by a thick bush and was hard to even notice.

"Thank you senior, he turned and instead of going to the inside of the tent, walked around it carefully before flashing a blade that cut a rope. Rope fell from beside the trees next to the bush, obviously if he had stepped into it, it would've been set off and he would be pulled up by a net hidden well in the ground beneath the tent and masked by the bush.

"Yeah you can stay hahaha, good eye." She laughed and continued to cook, obviously this had been a test as any nobody that walked up could be an informant and this was an easy way to capture them.

His teacher slowly came from behind a tree, the caravan trudged on down the road. He smiled, realizing the books he had given Yuki had come into effect. He had realized due to the location, that shrub would not have grown there as it was the type to only grow around those alike to its environment. Good lad…

Yuki then walked over to his teacher standing there, "Hey, what's first?" He asked with curiously mused eyes.

"I guess we shall start with training your body, follow me…" He leapt backwards and started jogging, Yuki followed at his pace as he had slowed down. They walked, ran, and jogged all around the area.

He pointed to locations and places that were important as scouting was a key trait of an Assassin or Ranger respectively. An assassin was just a person who would be sent on missions to kill, where as a majority or the time apart from missions they were rangers who scouted, gathered information, lead parties for treasures or rare ores, plants, the agility, sneaking type for other operations.

Yuki's teacher was teaching him about the functions of the things around him as a lesson about information gathering and styling ones travel to the terrain as well as its uses. This was a good way to train Yuki, as well as keep his mind occupied as they ran so that he didn't even notice his leg muscles aching. Yuki grabbed a vigorous momentum potion out and drank it, as they propelled on through the forest and circled the camp many times each in a wider radius. His muscles being activated, his indo spirit plant began to apply energies suddenly to refit his muscular system to how it was being used currently.

It was a strange function of the plant, as it didn't just aid the growth and recreation of his body but was also an adaptable plant which thus made his body adapt as it was one in the same now.

He left his leg's start to gain strength, but his arm's began to feel weak…This must be a form of rerouting of his energies for what's being used.

Strange… he thought. He did however grow tired regardless as he was still young, and slowly the teacher stopped and they walked. It had been only about 30 minutes of travel, but it was in a sense nonstop even while walking.

"Do you know why I brought you here? It's to not just train with me, but also them. I am the lead in terrain as I specialize in Alchemy. Whereas the two women you saw train in illusion, the 3 men standing around each train in tactical, killing, and coordination support respectively. We each have a unique style, as well as a weapon we use. For me it is actually a staff, and for the Tactical ranger you could call him…trains in a bow, you should learn from him as I know you picked one up from the lair. Ill train you in the blowgun as silent killing is my fortay. The other's as one is coordination and killing will come only after you reach enough knowledge and training. You need not kill, and unless you plan on support techniques need not work with the coordination teacher. Okay?" He said with a firm tone.

Yuki pondered for awhile as they walked slowly, before saying, "I was actually thinking I could learn from all of you…I would rather be well rounded in all aspects then specific in one."

He gazed back pondering at what Yuki had said, "A jack of all trades, and master of none. Alright, but it will make this ten times harder by doing so. First, ill train you for today, and throughout the week each day will be filled with one teacher instructing you as to soak it in. We shall begin with target practice.."

He smacked a tree and leaves cascaded down, he whipped out 4 small blades and threw them skewering up to 10 leaves a blade before knocking it into the tree. "This shall be from me training in ranged blade weapons as I am proficient, as well as that blowgun of yours and alchemy.

Tomorrow you shall train with the tactical ranger for bows, and movement techniques.

Next day with the coordination teacher in traps, as well as specific uses of your spirit for support.

3rd the illusion sisters in the art of covert manipulation as well as magical art's as they have a great knowledge.

Lastly you shall then train with me again, except in magic unification and spirit utilization for the art of alchemy as well as using it for offense. Remember this well, Snow, haha…I like the name."

He strode off with Yuki on his tail wondering about it all, before climbing the tree to gather the blades and then he ran back to his teacher who sat on a rock, to watch him fling the blades. He had purposefully used dull headed blades as this would benefit him in the power needed as well as use of the blade, plus who gives a 6 year old a sharp blade to practice with? He laughed.

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Apollo awoke feeling every bruise and depletion from yesterday gone. He felt way better! He felt a vigor that could last a full day even with training included. His teacher had awoke long ago and waited for Apollo to awake before taking him and throwing him out into the water.

"ah!" Apollo yelped as water rushed around him, before he swam up and gulped in air. He had never swam before, but somehow as many naturally can began to doggy paddle to keep himself up.

"Today, you shall begin a very long tortuous process of increasing strength, speed, agility, as well as endurance. This is the first training of endurance, as the other ones will require it when began. You shall swim in place, and dive down every ten seconds before coming back up. Repeat this process for the next…" He thought for a moment, "2 hours". Apollo didn't gasp at such a request, instead tilting his head towards the water looking at its crystal clear and clean body.

"Alright"

He began to swim around and adjust to the feeling of the water, and moving through it as best he could. Before staying in a good spot, then beginning to push himself to go down further into it and kick with his legs as he floated up.

"Oh…I almost forgot." He threw a satchel out which perfectly landed over Apollos head by the band, before sinking down into the water pulling Apollo along with it.

"The stones will be the weight you must counter! Learn to use just enough of your strength to counter it and keep your head level with the water before diving down using its weight, then up again." He said as Apollos last hair on his head submerged.

Apollo was astounded and guessed the satchel must weigh at least 40 pounds. He himself only weighed with his larger than normal stature 73 pounds. This was over 113 pounds! He fought the water and kicked with all his strength to go to the surface before breaching for air and then sinking again. He repeated this process as he felt his muscles in his legs began to ache.

He as well felt that as it did, it would slowly weaken and dissipate as the waters healed his body and gave it energy. At this rate with what he had thought earlier would be difficult, became easier because he had a stable resource to drive upon. Before too long his leg's adjusted just enough to the weight to be able to lift his head which was facing straight up as he kicked nonstop back and forth. His arm's sweeping downwards fast and then slowly up. Like a jelly fish with a runners legs.

This was…enjoyable! Two hours passed with almost no problems, by the first hour he had been able to lift his head, as well as let the satchel carry him down before going back up again, repeating this in repetition every minute or so. When the time was up, he got out of the water and was handed a towel which he used to dry himself.

His teacher handed him some thick fabricated clothes, and told him to holds his hands out. His teacher kicked the ground and two chainless shackles flew up and linked on his arms, his arm's dropped down, and with a second kick two chainless shackles gripped onto his ankles. Apollo looked down and guessed these each weighed 10 pounds and were purposefully put on his limbs to make it harder to move and counter the weight.

The teacher looked at him and said, "From now on Call me Bo. Run around this…" Bo concentrated for a while before lifting his hands, and in the water a large stone ring emerged as water poured off it.

This created a running ring that spanned the entire water like a stone bank. Apollo hopped onto it and began to run, after about 15 steps a stone lifted out of the ring and he smacked into it. It lowered again as it knocked the wind out of him and he almost fell into the waters.

Bo smiled at this, "Get going!" Apollo realized this wasn't simply running a track, but in fact was testing his reaction time and agility as well as his endurance to keep going. The weight made this difficult as well, but he didn't lower their weight by storing it and instead kept it the same.

He ran forward and, even though he expected it, smacked into another stone square again. He got up, and continued on until he was able to stop himself from hitting them when they jumped up and instead leaped over them. He ran until his heart was beating faster, his leg's sore. His mind stayed vigilant however and persevered.

After an hour or so of jogging and leaping, he was fatigued. Bo saw this and waved his hands, the 4 shackles flew off Apollo's limbs and landed near him, the ring split as Apollo was dropped into the water, when he submerged he felt the soreness slowly, after many minutes, dissipate and some energy come back to him.

Bo waved his hand as the ring carried him up out of the water, the clothes surprisingly still dry because of how tightly knit it was and the air enchantment placed upon them. Which was a form of array in which a very thin magic air barrier was enchanted into an object and was a very cheap resource even for commoners if they lived in cities as this was useful only for rain; few ever used it for swimming.

Apollo began to jog again for another full hour, before 2 hours had transpired, Bo brought one square with Apollo on it over to him, "Jump down, 100 push ups and 100 sit ups, arms over chest." He said non chalantly.

Apollo started with the sit ups to conserve his leg strength for planking, and after awhile struggling up and down, flipped over and with all his might began to do pushups fast and then slower as his energy dwindled. Bo took off the shackles again and threw him into the waters, Apollo didn't protest as these waters had a magical effect to make him feel amazing.

Bo sat down and actually took out a pipe and began to smoke, a habit he picked up from someone long ago. He however formed a very long square pipe with square edges to the bowl instead of rounded ones. He also gathered some water and filled the bottom of the bowl, before sealing it slightly leaving a protrusion of rock into it. He liked to smoke, but also had come up with this style of smoking with the waters in it, it was like breathing in textured smoke clouds with a unique taste as regular water would not do.

Apollo swam over and kept his feet in the waters, lying on his back as Bo relaxed too.

"Well done… *fwhoo*… laddy, you will repeat this every day for the next month, halfway through today your other training will start. Currently it would be good to swim more periodically, and when the time comes I shall get you to continue."

"Thank you for bringing me here senior, with these magical waters, it is truly double the effect and half the effort in training. Although I shall put in double the effort for 4 times the effect!"

Bo laughed, and continued to lay back and smoke calmly. He would rather enjoy this year as it was a vacation as well. He only had one person to train, and would defiantly be thorough about it…but why not relax too? He knew Apollo wasn't the slacking type.

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Spectre woke up to find he was still sitting in that hay bag which was beyond comfortable.

He looked around to find Asher sleeping next to him on his own bag, pipe still in his hand tightly, he looked to the other side of the room to see papers scattered across a table.

Looking back over to Asher once before getting up and walking over to the table and scanning the contents, it was mostly non sense, but also…magic? Was this different formula for utilization of an element? He sat down and began to read, he woke up early in the morning to begin with, so it wasn't even daylight yet. Once the memories came back his restless mind naturally woke him up, so this was a good thing to kill time till the old man awoke himself.

Realizing that it was a formula, he grabbed a random paper and a pencil and began to Sipher the meaning behind the words.

Some said Igni which meant fire, or aeris for air. These were said in a rhythm and associatively created a path for energies to flow when manipulating things. He didn't yet feel any energy for those elements and so stacked them in a pile corresponding to the element on the sheet.

There was a good couple hundred papers dotting the table, he found some related to water which peaked his interest as it pertained to clouds. As he read he found that clouds were bonded by both positive and negative ions, which once gravitated near each other before separating, can release thunder or even lightning when it chains to an object or place. Although this was a small tid-bit of information relating to water elements and clouds, storm clouds and clouds themselves can also be related to his lighting affinity. He began to write down the notes he siphoned.

He had wrote about a page pertaining to a couple formulas relating to clouds and manipulating them and coalescing them. He took out his disk, before setting it down on a vacant spot of the table next to him. Focusing his energy and following the words aloud to accumulate water particles, except he was using the electricity to create a bond of attraction to the molecules of water. Which accumulated much faster as hot air and cold air was not required to be manipulated.

He thought of a sphere of about 6 inches in diameter, above the disk, strangely it pulled his lightning energy, which coalesced and began to form slight ripples of electricity on the board. Small wisps of water began to pull towards it and flow in a circle following the energies converging.

A small cloud began to form, strangely however it began to darken…and then little cracks of sounds were heard. When he separated the zones of energy he could see little tiny sparks of static electricity bolt between the two little clouds. Without thinking about it he put the two back together, which gathered and then grew almost by a third from the original size. He focused the energy as a larger bolt began to shoot inbetween the inside of the little cloud before hitting the disk and the water dispersed.

"Boyo you're pretty fast at learning aren't ya?" Asher said from over the shoulder of Spectre.

Spectre yelped slightly and turned around to see Asher grinning down at him, "I had a lesson today to teach you, and yet you already read these and then created an original form of manipulation based on conjecture and magic theorem, do you know how much talent that requires?"

Spectre shook his head no.

"Well a damn find amount is! Well shit, alright…alright, come this way hahaha" Asher walked over to the wall and coalesced a key, pushing it into a hidden hole unlocking a mechanism. The wall slid open and revealed stairs, he strode down them and Spectre again looked around the room before going after him.

They walked for quite a while before reaching a tunnel and following it for several 1000 feet. They finally reached a second door which Asher simply swung open, revealing a brightly lit room.

It was filled with many books on shelves, as well as some materials in jars lining the walls that Spectre had never seen before. Asher waved his hand and 5 little black men walked around the room and grabbed books, before returning and placing them on a table.

"These are in fact basic utilization which you can apply to any element, as it is just geometric shapes and formula for utilizing energy and changing it into manipulation of the corresponding element. You are a mind vessel yes? So the books pertain to the usage of a mind vessel. In fact a body vessel utilizes the body as a focal point for manipulation if its exo body, for indo body its inner manipulation of the element internally. For mind vessels the same applies, exo for external manipulation and indo for mind manipulation. Indo isn't that rare, and even then not that powerful or of use to most. Usually pertaining to a corresponding sense, such as fire to sight, water to taste, earth to touch, air to sound…these people manipulate their affinity to affect minds, and usually train in illusion.

For exo minds however they have a different form of manipulation, where unlike a body indo that incorporates an element into them, or an exo body type that uses it as a fulcrum to manipulate elements…the exo mind types are born with variable types, such as demi mind, which your master told you of. Sometimes, attributes or aspect-specific types, such as with a fire affinity only being able to manipulate heat itself and not flame, or an earth type being able to manipulate density or hardness. Whereas a water type could manipulate polar aspects, or air with gas types…when you mix elements known as convergence and combinance you get a new corresponding element…

For me I have earth and fire affinities and trained it to being able to merge them into ash… I secondly have plant and fire affinities so I merged these to create smoke. The possibilities are endless in nature and what someone is born with is difficult to point out what to do as miracles and mutations are common as they say.

With this in mind…heh heh… You can realize what exo mind pertains to. For you, you seem to have the lightning affinity as well as metal. You first learned of electromagnetism as your aspect manipulation of lightning, with further development you unlock more aspects as you train and then can completely manipulate to a point every aspect of metal elements. For those with a certain amount of control of an element, it is an innate control level.

For you to have a 10th level over metal, and a 10th level of lightning as you can control electricity too…Electromagnetism is the cross between them, as one can contain the other…yet still be utilized.

Now, try creating that cloud again over and over… and over… until you can control it. By the end of today I want you to be able to do so, study the other material as well for any other…inspiration for ideas hahaha" Asher sat back on another hay sack chair in the room, which he seemed fond of. Spectre was as well, as it was comfortable and light.

"Thank you for your graciousness Teacher Asher" Spectre turned and sat before the books in a chair, before getting up and grabbing the second hay sack in the room and moving the chair in front of the table to replace it.

If he sit's for too long in a hard chair it would hurt his back, and this was nice as it would not.

He flipped open one of the books on the table, and read about fog, clouds, and storm clouds in a book related to W ater. He took notes on the forms and jotted them down, before turning over to a section talking of how when storms are created by a water mage at a powerful enough level, there is a chance when condensing a cloud to form a storm cloud with uncontrollable energies like lightning that can spark off.

However…Spectre had the affinity for lightning so this would not be a problem, as well as one day unlocking his water manipulation it would create a conjunction of storm manipulation like no other.

For now, he focused on the aspect of clouds and mist and waved his hand placing the disk on a small side table next to him. He looked back and forth to the notes with illustrations, and began to focus his mind and calm himself. Imagining a cloud, floating in the wind, he imagined a storm cloud converging, lightning being attracted and shot towards a metal pole.

The disk lifted up and water vapor began to be pulled by the positive ions above it, and the negative ions below the disk. This create a duality zone where the board was the median point between the two, the clouds began to encircle the disk until finally a little cloud with the disk as its center was formed.

How could Spectre not be happy? He soon looked back and found the cloud began to darken as too much electrical energy was being store, pulling was happening, as water condensed forming a storm cloud.

He needed to train himself to use just enough energy to create a cloud without flooding it with too much energy and creating a storm cloud. Which was too much of a buildup, this was the problem, and now Spectre had to train to experience or find a solution.

He looked at the twirling disk in the middle of the cloud, and had an idea, he verted his energy that was building in the cloud towards the disk and sparks started to fly at it dissipating the black cloud build up. However, it contained it for a short while before shooting out and dissipating the whole cloud again.

"Damn!" He was deep in thought currently, this was a puzzle and he was in love with trying to find out how to solve it.

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Currently, Yuki had just gotten done running and was about to go back to camp when his teacher slunk and crouched down to the ground without hesitation. Yuki was pulled by him as he felt wind whistle by his ear's before silently being lowered to the ground in a prone position.

"Shh…the mission we have come for has finally begun, this was the third reason I started outside the camp with you. Watch this heh heh…" Yuki looked at him puzzled when 6 men with their faces covered rode by on horses. Huh? Who in the….is that?

The men charged at the caravan camp and begun to encircle it, wielding scimitars that were curved back almost to the handle itself.

"Alright listen up! Were here for gold, and anything you have! You two beauties will come with me over to that tent heh heh, pay tribute to us…" He bellowed out with a sinister look in his eyes. Surprising to Yuki the two women got up, and walked over to the tent and entered it, the man was only half surprised as his arrogance rose and he hopped off and walked over to the tent.

Yuki watched this in bewilderment, but as several minutes passed by and the other men hopped down to start to poke at the sitting men to gather the goods, one looked over at the tent and didn't hear the moaning he usually did from the last couple caravan groups.

"Hey BOSS! Need a hand haha?" He shouted over…but received no reply.

"Hey boss!" He strode over and opened the tent and 5 daggers imbedded themselves in the man's eyes, neck, and chest. He fell back dead on the spot, without a chance to even scream.

"Second!" The other men shouted as they got on guard, the tent flap opened and the two women threw blades out that whirled, spinning in the wind, guided by their hands. It lobbed the head off of the person who had just come down, severing his head. A spear had pierced through the air silently and skewered two of the men's heads together, 2 daggers flew out of the tent and severed the throat of 1 of the last two men.

The last man scanned the scene that happened within mere breaths with horror; he had stumbled across a den of killers!

He ran backwards not even grabbing his horse and after just three steps a spike came out of the ground and flew up piercing his leg. He fell down in a heap onto a bush and a mechanism was springed carrying him up by a net up into the air. It was steel wire and no matter how he wiggled it only tightened on his body until cuts formed and blood spewed. It condensed so much that his bones cracked, before his muscular system exploded into pieces and blood sprayed the bush coloring it crimson.

"You see Yuki…that is just an act as we call it, be predictable on the face and have a cheating grin under it. Get what I mean?" His teacher said nonchalantly.

Yuki hurled on the ground before nodding his head slightly.

"I'll have our leader explain it in a second. Cover that in some dirt real quick and stand straight! This only just begun." He said with a smile, after being told what he did, yuki knew that smile had a hidden meaning.

The 3 men carried the bodies over into a hole that was dug behind a tent and after looting them naked threw their bodies into it and threw phosphorous dragon lily flowers onto them, that out of their container, caught fire and cindered them into nothingness. They walked back and sat down and began to eat after rowing the horses up next to theirs.

Yuki and his teacher walked back into the group, the site looking no different than before as branches were used to dissipate the scurried steps of the men from before.

The leader strode over after wiping his mouth, and looked at Yuki, "The reason they came was because right behind them a noble commanding the party is preceded this way. He uses them as a decoy and loots any and all on this road… as well as rapes the women left over by the men in the caravans. He is a vile man, and we have been payed to assassinate him. He is a part of the other great clan of the east near the sea border. They are a vile clan just weaker than the most vile of them all the Deadwood clan." He said with pointed reasoning.

Yuki heard the name 'Deadwood clan' and a sense of blood lust rose up in him, the group that almost killed his brother and assassinated his brothers teacher.

"He should be about 5 klicks behind them, and as we have been talking should be here almost now. What would you like to do?" The leader asked Yuki as if he was a member of the team.

"First…I would set a pitfall delay trap, so that when they enter the road after the heavier carriage passes over it, it will steep its wheel as the horses don't weigh enough to. This will make the driver come off, and as he checks it we can improvise sound to make the two leading guards , as he would not want more than that, to stay inconspicuous and look into the forest. Sneak towards the carriage and plant these…" He opened his palms to the two Nitros Glistening tree seeds he had acquired from before.

"Oh?" The entire group looked in bewilderment at the entire idea, which was very well thought out but had a very…explosive ending.

"How would you distract the guards?" The second woman of the group asked.

"I would use a Sound catcher" A sound catcher is a type of carnivorous plant that mimics sounds, and then as prey nears them it would devour them. It was small and meant for rodents or small animals, but was a useful tool in this situation.

"That's a very cunning choice Yuki, what sound?"

"Eh…would you uh….make moaning…uhm….sounds…..uh…"

"Hahahaha" The men burst into laughter squeezing their stomachs hard as if in pain, but to their astonishment the woman walked over, picked up the plant and opened its mouth, before beginning to make sounds like she was having the deepest throws of sex.

The men grew restless, and the third man on the right actually looked confused. Wait…that sounds so familiar, wait did she fake…He was the first to stop laughing as a sudden sadness came over him, nobody but her amusing smile would know why.

She turned back to the group before saying, "He just a young boy how could he be as impetuous and nasty as you all?" She said with a smile, causing all the men to turn away with small amounts of blood coming from their noses.

Yuki took the plant and closed its mouth again, sealing the sound imprint inside, the reason this worked is because when an animal was killed in it, it would squeal, and with its same kind they would come over because of that sound. It was a strange natural occurrence in nature as nature was just as intelligent as any other organic being.

Yuki ran off and started digging a hole in the ground, 7 heads popped around a tree to watch as this boy vigorously dug a foot wide hole and then placed a branch upon it, a horse wouldn't break this wood as it was very sturdy, but as a carriage bumbled down with momentum it would crack and snap it.

Before too long, he was finished within a couple minutes, spreading the dirt back over and around to not show a mound. He ran over to the other side adjacent to the camp, and planted the Sound Catcher there. He tied thin needle twine, which was slowly being pried against by the mouth of the Sound Catcher plant. It would be just enough time for the carriage to stop here and the guards to look over.

Minutes ticked by….and a carriage came bumbling by, it was indeed lead by two horses who stepped right over the delay fall trap, the leading carriage however hit it and bumped down crushing the piece of wood and sinking into it. The driver of the carriage hopped down, the guards looked back and then looked straight again.

"Eh damn pot hole! I'm sorry master, this will just take a second." The man humbly said as he did not want to receive a beating again. "Fine you fucktard, just hurry up! What if my other man caught something, I want it now!"

"Y-y-yes sir!" He started digging around the hole to create a ramp to pull the cart out of.

"uhn….uhhhhh….Yess…Uhhhhh…" Moaning sounds began to breach the forest line, the two guards who were pissed they had to stay and guard the noble, never had a chance to appease their foul urges were instantly drawn to the sound.

They itched at the saddle, and looked back only to find the servant struggling to dig, they knew they had a little time.

"Heh heh…" They hopped down and strolled over to the forest tree line, as a little person the size of a Halfling darted over and crouched down slowly, placing Nitros seeds covered in tree wax all under the belly of the carriage. Even on top of each of the saddles of the horses, they were well made beast leather and wouldn't be damaged by it…but the rectum of the men would be shredded thus by it!

They found the plant and laughed at it, "there must've been some bumpkin fuckin his sister here"

The second man mused as he smashed the plant under his boot, "damnit, come on lets go help that idiot" They were very displeased, but walked back and stood at the back of the carriage before pushing on it, easing it out of the small hole. They hopped back onto their saddles and began to ride forward with the carriage in toe.

"Hey there's a caravan they must've covered!" The men grew excited; they rode forward and waited at the small enclave. Yuki had the men hide, and the two women lay on the ground. The carriage slowly followed behind before stopping.

What they didn't realize is that Yuki had peeled off the outer shell to the seeds, and covered it in the resin, which would not hold long and as it made contact to the air the seed's began to heat up.

Within those seconds before they did, a fat and ugly man hopped out of the carriage looking at the two women. "Oh? Two huh, must be my lucky day, and so beautiful too! You women must be scared, here let this kind and noble man help realign your hearts and soul!" As he began to walk forward, the seeds hit the ground that had been stuck below the carriage.

Exploding on contact with it sending earth flying and because of the carriage sealing the explosion downwards, it increased the pressure output. The man had just stepped down and his legs were instantly blown off, as he screamed in pain horribly. The men could not see from there angle on the horses, they just happened to stand up in their saddles to look over the horses heads and around the carriage.

The seeds under them long having had their resin pushed off by the men's butts got contact to the air, the man sat down with enough impact as they strode forward causing the seeds to explode!

*hahaha…*