Alphia woke us up in the morning. It was around eight in the morning when that happened.
"Knock! Knock!" Alphia slamed her hand on the door.
Speaking gently Sera announced "Ahm! Master Rial. We prepared breakfast for you to enjoy."
I opened the door, which revealed a sleeping Eva and Aishia. The both of them hadn't woken up since yesterday's encounter.
"Yes. thank you very much." I said. "Oh! on that note, can you inform them that I will be there after our breakfast."
"Our breakfast!" They asked curiously.
If they agree to have breakfast with us, then that will provide me the prefect opportunity to extract some information from them.
"Ah! Sure I guess." She said, quite shyly.
"Great." I said.
When they begun walking away, Alphia turning her side ways glared at me as if announcing something. It wasn't anger, nor frustration yet an unreadable expression being gazed at me.
"Big-brother, who was the girl that looked like me?" Eva asked.
It seems like she just pretended to sleep to listen in on our conversation but she ultimately she got nothing.
"That is Alphia, a relative to the the Uka, the other person that looks like you." I explained.
Elves are creatures that looks incredibly like humans. It was once said in a legend book that a human slept with a spirit. And, in that process, an elf came out as the end result.
"You can talk to her if you want!" I said.
"Okay."
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Breakfast:
"They made tea and bread for us! Cool!" An excited Mary said.
We moved to the dining table where tea, toasted bread, banana, and blended fruits were prepared for us. Moving to the side, I pulled out the chair on the left side corner and sat down.
"You may eat as much as you like, it was made by the elves chiefs and the dwarfs agriculture stocks." Alma said serving us.
Beaming with delight, Aishia happily began picking her favourite foods that either looked tasty or looked sweet.
Mary thought carefully, ultimately, she came to the conclusion to eat bread spread with butter and tea. She later ate bananas and mangoes, because those were her favourite fruits, but during her slavery she never got the chance to enjoy such delicacy.
Glancing at the foods surrounding the table, the familiar feeling about me to the days where I was with parents. Back when I first got reincarnated, that was the forst time when I felt happy again, but destiny with his claws stole them away.
I wonder! Will I ever be able to achieve the happy future everyone dreams of having. Or... Will the darkness... Completely consume me and my being.
I don't know... but I guess I am not the person to decide, only destiny does.
"Are you okay? You look like... You are deep in the zone, like something you can't move on from!" Sera asked with a concerned face.
At the mention of the sad subject, Aishia's face stiffened for a bit, but later regained her composure.
"I am fine, I was just thinking of my classmates who just finished with their school tasks the school offered." I said.
"Oh! That makes sense, but you know, you shouldn't worry about them a lot, because if you do that actually increases their chance of running into problems. Alma said enthusiastically.
"That's true. Making bad assumptions from them does increase their chances for whether running to unsolvable problems or worse... death." Aishia added.
"I am sure you helped them so they will likely be okay." Eva uttered.
"Sure. But, Alma can I ask you a question?" I asked.
"Go ahead."
"How do the farmers find the perfect season to start cultivation. Since, there are multiple moons and suns, seasons can change based on their placements and their conditions."
"That is a hard one to answer, But essentially, what we do is: gather our seeds, after gathering them, we move to a remote farming land. Which has been fertilised, then we place them deep in the ground. But before heading back, we cover them with a magic artifact that blocks excessive sunlight and brings the perfect amount of water."
Alma explained the process to me carefully and precisely. Breaking down the logic was incredibly simple too. I never really came to the conclusion that a magic articfact will make the whole difference.
"Thank you! I think I understand it now."
With the preparation, I already know how every meal here was prepared. During my free time, I have accumulated a vast amount of knowledge. Both in the books of charkra and basic human psychology. I took my time and read all the books I could find. And with that, I got all sorts of knowledge that provided me with basic skills in this world that I have seen others use before.
"Alright. I will head to the head council after I take a shower," said I.
"I will wait then." Alphia interjected.
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Every person was born the same. People are all born opposed to the truth, this is why things such as conflicts exist. For every person here like be comforted with the lies of the people they love but when they inevitably hear the truth... they break knowing the truth already. This is why I say; every person that exists is a liar. For if a person says they haven't lied a day in their life, then I would say their entire existence is a lie.
I walked with Alphia to the world tree. This is where the head council office was located. The same place, where Lady Stella also lives, Aishia ultimately decided to follow along but for now she is in her spirit form inside me.
We made our way to the door where Alphia knocked.
"Come in the door is opened." One of the elders said.
"Thank you for making time for me."
These were my first words, trying to sound genuine as much as I could.
"Please, take a seat will you."
I sat down but in the process Aishia also made her presence known to them.
"Sir Rial. The reason why you were called here is to discover why in the midst of your journey, you somewhat made a decision that could put life a danger?" The fairy asked.
I thought for a second, wondering what to tell them. Do I tell them about our past lives and just make an excuse?
Yeah, the truth might be a little unbelievable right now better make some excuse for now.
"Ever since I was a child, my parents always taught me to be kind to anyone I see no matter the race and gender. And after seeing how badly they were treating someone, I made a rush decision to save her. And that has changed my life in many ways." With perfect posture and composure, I vocalised the words.
"That was very grateful of you young man!" The old dwarf said in his elderly accent.
The elf looked at me for a moment and said. "Sir, with all due respect. We couldn't find a proper gift fitting for a man as great as you. You fell off on decisions, we are very sorry."
I looked at him in confusion wondering 'what the heck he was talking about!"
"I am sorry but I didn't get the time when I was considered a saint?" I asked, in general confusion.
"Oh! We are sorry for that. Since spirits are considered sacred in our culture, we made you the spirit's guardian a saint." They explained.
"Sorry! But could you talk to me like a normal person. Treating me like a saint won't be unfair to the others who worked hard to achieve their power." I uttered, trying to decline the offer as kindly as possible.
"Ah... Since that is your wish then it will be granted." The elf elder said.
"If it is not a bother then... can I ask for names. You know, so as to not call you by names that are unwanted by you all." Said I.
"Sure. My name is Eric. The dwarf elder and the head of council." Eric introduced himself.
"As you know already my name is Uka. I am also the assistant of the head of council." Uka followed right after Eric did.
"For me. You can call me Emmanuel the centaur. I am the head warrior that leads the attack in case there is a fight between us and other creatures." And so, the leader of the warriors also introduced himself.
"I am Dorothy. As you can see I am a fairy, I also teach magic, spirit arts and techniques that can be used in both homes and on the battlefield" Dorothy with her cuteness stole the show.
"My name is Joseph, the manager who arranges very behind before we all head home. As you tell by my appearance, I am a wear-beast person." And with that the council of the spirit folk village concluded.
"Oh yeah. I want to ask one thing before I leave. What is the death magic ball?"
"Huh!"
"Ar!"
"Not now!"
By just hearing the words, the fairy almost fainted. Darkness covering her eyes. Sir Eric looked at me as if he wanted me to shut up right then and there.
Uka sighed in relief as if she always wanted me to ask!
Joseph by just hearing the words grew extremely angry but not at me. The room with just one word has gotten completely cold. Aishia even looked uncomfortable hearing the words that came out from my mouth.
"I always knew that would come up eventually." Dorothy muttered, quietly.
"That evil instrument of destruction!" Sir Eric said.
Looking into my eyes, Uka made me understand why those words were forbidden. "The death magic ball is an instrument that can cause death via writing someone's name and knowing their personality. It can cause accidents and injuries and many forms of harm that could kill you instantly. The only way to stop it is to be either be strong as or stronger than the god trapped inside that ball or to catch the person using that artifact."
"But unfortunately, we haven't been able to catch the person yet."
"Oh now I see."
"Why are you so casual about it."
"Though this might be short it will protect the people from leaking their true personality to theirs unless they are truly willing to share that information."
Closing my eyes, I casted an illusion astral art that prevents people from leaking their personality to their who might use them for their benefit. So, if the person holding the death ball tries to know someone by looking into their personality. He or she will instantly forget what they look like inside.
But good people will never forget.
The council was very glad they actually got a temporary solution, since they could use that time to investigate. From there, Alphia, Aishia and I moved down stairs heading back to our tree house they had built for us. While we walked, a certain person approached us.
"Hello Alphia!" The delighted boy said.
"Hello Peter. How are you doing?" Alphia asked back.
"I am fine... um... Who are these people besides you?"
"Oh! These are Master Rial and Lady Aishia." Alphia replied.
"Hello." I said.
"Why do you look and smell so familiar?" Aishia asked tilting her head sideways.
Without even trying, I had completely seen throughout who this boy was and what he intended to do in our lives.
Beaming with a smile, they waved and went. With a glance, I caught what Alphia was trying to say to me back when I first woke up this morning.
"Who is that boy?" I asked, even though, I already knew what she felt about him.
"His name is Peter. He is a very hard working boy and demands respect from his peers but he 'Machiavellian,' alright."
"Alright. I get it now do not worry."