Death and Rebirth: Roleplay with TheNovaSwag #2

Chapter 15

N:   Johann whooped when he saw Rowen, congratulating him, and Sir Beckerel walked up to the Mandorian too. "I must say," he spoke, "your mare is quite impressive."

"I agree," Royal nodded, and she turned around to see Bugsy looking at them, "seems like you have competition, bud." The horse huffed and trotted away, making her laugh.

"I told you you're good at racing, Hezyka," Johann grinned as he mounted his horse, and he flashed a challenging look, "but I doubt you can beat me." Comet gave the pair a once over and bickered happily, glad to have his rider with him again.

"You could head out and use the fields to race," Arthur suggested, "the Great Park is 5000 acres large, but you would only need a bit of it so you wouldn't reach the edge of the property."

"What do you say you two," the Brit asked, "you want to saddle up and head out to race?" Johann glanced over to his father with a smile, waiting for a response.

M:   Rowen smiled back as he dismounted, he pat Star Dust's shoulder, "How about you, Star Dust, you up for round two?"

The horse nickered and nodded her head exaggeratedly, so Rowen too nodded, "I think we're good to go, why don't we first go find Mandoria though, I'm sure he would be delighted to know that Xanthos is here and that he is a father now, then we can race"

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Back in the castle, Mandoria was turning over what Wales said, he remembered how affected Royal was from the first frequency test, if it weren't for Wren she would have been unconscious, he didn't want her to be hurt again.

"I'll test it for him," he said, "and before you refuse, hear me out. It would be better to test it on me because I am much more similar to Prussia than she is, we are anatomically identical so whatever is done to me will most likely happen if done to him. Not to mention Royal is much more sensitive to the frequency than me, sure I was hit hard at point-blank range but she was basically knocked unconscious at a further distance, I don't want to see a fellow wing get hurt, especially after Commonwealth."

N:   "But the last time I checked," Anglo countered, "Prussia hasn't gone through three years of torture, so you may be similar, but you are weaker than him in terms of strength." However, when Mandoria was adamant in his decision, he sighed, "Fine, but I don't believe it's a popular opinion. The moment you cannot do it anymore, you stop, you hear me?" With that, he turned to Wales, who nodded and led the pair to where British Empire was working. It was a large building outside the main castle, almost looking like a large shelter or barn from the outside, but as soon as they stepped in, they could definitely tell it was not used to store hay.

Mechanical parts were scattered everywhere, and they had to squeeze through the door as a large prototype of an electric motor was placed right next to it. "Albion," Anglo called out, using BE's given name, "what's with all this mess?"

"Apparently, I got it from you, Grandpa," BE answered as he leaned over from the balcony of one of the stores, "Grandad said you were messy when you were younger," he smirked, getting a small mumble from Anglo.

Upon seeing Mandoria with them, he was confused as to why he was there, and not Royal, so he walked down the stairs to meet them. He no longer wore his cape, wearing a simple shirt and trousers, which were covered in soot, looking more like an inventor than a king. He was about to ask when Wales quickly filled him in, and he tilted his head, "If you're sure about it, then let's start."

He walked back upstairs and came back down with a large Roman-styled shield, on it was a layer of a soft material covering the entire shield. When he handed the shield to Mandoria, Wales poked at the material and was surprised at its softness. "BE," he asked, "what is this?"