Tthor Prayer and the Orffelios' paila

34- Confessions

   "Here you are!" Professor Evans exclaimed visibly upset. "At least, for once, you got up early. I'll wait for you at the shooting range in five minutes.

   He glanced at Asmodeus and left, slamming the door.

   Tthor took a deep breath and with a deep sigh, he said:

   "We returned to real life..."

   Lee-Won looked at him smiling. Tthor took a step towards the door but Lee-Won stopped him.

   "Look for me later! I have something to show you…"

   Tthor was distracted all morning, thinking about the things he had experienced the night before with Lee-Won. And as he drew the bow, for the umpteenth time, before the icy gaze of Professor Evans, he wondered what it was that Lee-won wanted to show him.

   When noon arrived and Tthor unsuccessfully shot his last arrow, Professor Evans seemed to give up and said, visibly upset:

   " Lunch time!"

   Tthor began to gather the arrows scattered near him.

   "And I don't want to see you all afternoon! "I've had enough of your clumsiness for today," Evans bellowed, disappearing into the stables.

   Tthor was frustrated. He arranged the arrows in the quiver and put away the bows, stacking them in a large wooden chest.

   Lee-Won, crouched in a nearby tree, watched him silently, with a slight smile on his lips and a bright, excited look. He had been much of the morning, like Tthor, with his mind lost and distracted. He constantly relived the words that Thor had said to him in the tunnel.

   “…If something bad happened to you…, I couldn't bear it. Without you…I am not interested in being King…”

   And he couldn't stop his heart from racing every time he remembered the boy's closeness either. He was visibly nervous and bit his lip constantly.

   When he saw that Tthor had already finished organizing everything, he ran to him.

   "Tthor!" Lee-Won called him, with a wide smile.

   "Hello!" Tthor said, giving a frustrated sigh.

   "What's happening? Any problem?"

   Tthor looked at him, narrowing his eyes.

   " No, no problem, except that I haven't managed to hit the target even once. I don't even approach trees with my arrows. Professor Evans doesn't know what to do with me anymore."

   " It's because of the sunlight... You can't see the white," Lee-Won encouraged him. "You'll do better on a cloudy day."

   "The problem is not just the sun. The problem is Professor Evans..."

   Lee-Won looked at him curiously. Tthor approached him and said, almost in a whisper:

   " It makes me nervous. I get terrified when I have him around. I paralyze…"

   Lee-Won couldn't believe what his friend told him.

   "Tthor, you face fenrir wolves and baldanders and you fly with griffins..."

   "None of them scare me...," Tthor confessed, shrugging his shoulders. "They do make me nervous and I feel my adrenaline rise when I face them but... with Professor Evans it is different. I feel his hatred and that hatred somehow paralyzes me. And I can't get over that..."

   Lee-Won listened to him carefully. He looked at it for a few moments and then walked towards the chest, silently. He again stood near Tthor with a bow and arrow. He handed it to her and said: