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C2: "Mister Fairy!"

C2: "Mister Fairy!"

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He blinked in confusion. Wait, that's it? Because they're bored, they accepted it just like that? In a hurry, he bowed yet again when he realized what the honorable being said. "I'm incredibly thankful, Your Lordship! If there is something you need, please do not hesitate to ask me of it!"

"First, this princess of yours... from which empire does she belong to?"

"The Obelian Empire, Your Lordship!"

"Un. Let us make haste, then."

The knight furrowed his eyebrows. The words the honorable being uttered left him puzzled. Earlier, it seemed that they were just a little interested but now... they said to make haste?

Before the knight knew it, both him and his stead were engulfed by the swirling snow, and disappeared from the vast plains.

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In one of the gardens of the palace of Obelia, a heavy weight brought almost everyone to their knees. Only the highly skilled managed to keep standing as their senses sharpened in alert. The pressure appeared from nowhere, the source unable to be detected. If that was the case, it was as if it engulfed the entire palace.

Felix Robane positioned himself in front of the emperor and the princess once he perceived the falling object from the sky. It landed several meters away, a dust cloud covering its figure. "Your Majesty, please allow me to handle this."

The cloud dissipated, along with the pressure, and revealed... Octavius?

Octavius Vaughn Bastien was someone Felix had known since he was young. He was the eighth son of Count Bastien and had grown up to be a respected knight. House Bastien was loyal to the throne and had always been since the founding of Obelia.

They were known for their loyalty and lack of self-preservation. Loyalty to the throne, their life for their emperor. Felix heard that when Octavius caught wind that the princess was bedridden, the younger knight had asked for a leave and expected that he would be gone for a while.

Since he left, it had been more than a month and the princess was already doing a lot better.

But what confused Felix was the pressure in the air before Octavius' appearance. Had he caused that? If so, why? "Y... Your Majesty! Your highness!" The disoriented knight, who had fallen from the sky, instantly knelt down. "Blessing and glory upon the Obelian Empire!" Came his shaky response.

"Octavius, what's going on? How come you-" Felix lowered his sword once he saw the younger knight shaking. "- fell from the sky? Did someone send you flying again?"

"T... That's not it, Sir Felix!" Bright fuchsia eyes widened in panic. "I... I heard that her highness was sick and... so I sought for help but..." The volume of his voice lowered, the rest of his words obvious enough for them.

His help was late and the princess had already recovered.

"If that is the case, did you succeed?" No matter how many times Felix glanced around, there was no one else in the garden except for them. His hold around his sword tightened. He shouldn't disregard the idea that someone might be impersonating Octavius.

"Y... Yes, I have."

"So," the emperor, Claude, spoke up. "Where is your help then?"

Octavius felt the pressure on his shoulders. He wasn't even aware of how he had gotten back in the first place! Things happened far too fast than what his head could process and up until now, he was trying to get his thoughts together.