LivingBeing!

2. Part 2

Not at all saddened by that, he like it. He swam back into his mind, and he can easily predict that empires will jump around like kangaroos once they realized that their castle of authorities was ready to fall like a dominoes. He clicked his tongue. Especially his troublemaker, the greatest barrier no matter what he tried to do, Sakura Empire.

" These knights are already strong enough, yet they even received a boost. "

And here is a matter that proves Monera 's lines are correct, that morality is the problem, not strength. These Red Flame Knights are frightening loyal. Yes, there aren't any holes for him to poke. That proves they - the rulers - managed and treated these retainers well. Up to here, they are great, he admitted. But Empires are empires for reasons. They were ambitious. This is also good. However, the rulers are selfish and they absolutely would try to rob him of his Apostle seat. Oh, Yuura Kagara is also a target.

- Hey.

- What? - She looked at his bright eyes - You want the wings?

- Are there any way to obtain another wish from your group? 

- If you help us kill that Ilirenma, for the peace of the world then yes. Let give the heroes a few presents.

- They can't delay their wish. - He murmured - So what on earth they can obtain from killing me? 

- Destruction of the world, of course.

She talked about worlds like how sun risings and moon falls. So, it must be pretty common for these beings, he noticed that. Rhinne looked under his feet with an unreadable expression.

- Firstly, I won't tolerate them if they do obscene actions. Secondly, if they dared to cooperate with these civilization destroyers, I will send my army directly to make them bitten the dusk after they destroy your world. Thirdly, if they try to seize that position with force ... they are already not worthy to support anymore.

- What will our fates become if there aren't guys like you...

- We killed all protectors before, so, that was partially our fault. Here, your room.

She landed and fold her wings. He stared at them, ask :

- Are they obtainable?

- Don't ask, as I know you will: are they free? Why do you keep asking that they are free or not?

- I must obtain the wings of freedom free! - He raised both of his arms weakly yet full of spirit. A shadow from one of many castles and towers blackened the surrounding. They drifting through the spaces.

- How is that even a word-playing?

She scolded him, shook her head. She pointed at the door:

- Perfectly sound-proof. I can hear of course, but I wouldn't so just relax.

- I am not relaxed at all.

His expressions darkened. He likes almost everyone, doesn't want to be monitored by other people. He is still young and wants freedom, as he remembered his cousin once monitored him like a soldier watched a thief in prison, afraid that the thief will go out and do bad deeds to the city. She pointed in another direction:

- Library is there. As the shelf is quite high, you risk dying when climbing. Pick what you like if you got there. Let your frail body take a rest and be familiar with this place's atmosphere.

- ......

He felt scared of this place already. He pointed his fingers at the drifting castles. A bunch of withered flower petals fallen on the spaces like it was the end of the world. Gray color signify the end of a world far away lonely.

- That? How can I get there?

- Until you have your wings and learned how to fly, of course. That building that looked like a school of magicians is a museum, and that ball of steel is the armory. That planet of stone over there is also an armory.

- This is .....

He looked at the dimensional space and smiled weakly. Planets drifting around and towers that resemble the Sovereignty tower. A planet that looks like a hedgehog also exists menacingly. Then he corrected his glasses and looked at the library.

" Crazy, crazy. I must risk dying just to pick up books? How even that place possibly be? " - He looked at it with contemplation, thought that maybe the shelves are are very high. - '' I must be careful. ''

- This is a huge world. 

- This is a small world.

Both of them said different from each other at the same time. She turned left and he turned right, both left in opposite directions.

He compares the blue scales and skin of the woman before him to his gray skin that is visible outside the old leather vest and walked along the corridor. His long vest fluttered as a cold mixed with warm wind blown toward this corridor, which is his home from now.