Garlox quest

Chapter 25: Extravaganza.

'What are you talking about, Queenly?' Vector seemed interested in her plan. 'Well, allow me to introduce Mex to you.' She stood up, and rubbed his shoulders. 'This fine gentleman will lead us to victory~' 'You mean Polish boy? Queenly that's even worse than your first plan!' Vector seemed displeased with the idea that she presented. 'Hear me out! He made an entire battle strategy within a few minutes.' 'I can do that as well!' Rander said unimpressed. 'How do you now that it's a good plan?' 'Because I have seen it?' 'Queenly, no offense but your last plan failed miserably.' Cedelia was playing with a fork, and twirling her hair while looking emotionless as ever. 'My plan did not fail!' She quickly tried to think of a way to justify why she couldn't start the battle. 'It's just because.. I erm.. they..' It became dead silent. 'Well, you didn't lose...' Gladia said, in a silent whispering voice. 'It was not your fault that half the army got hypnotised. It's our greatest weakness yet.. not going to battle does not equal losing.. you still have your perfect record.' Nobody was in the mood to argue with Gladia, she was too innocent to even imagine yelling at. 'Cedelia did nothing but to continue to play with her fork. 'I didn't say lose, I said fail. So..' 'Guys! Can we please get back to my plan?! For crying out loud you're all acting like babies, gods.' She poked Mex with a fork, and told him to "Go on." 'Huh? Oh! Right!' Well, as you can see. Cheopia has one major problem. There are almost no guards protecting the smaller cities, if we take the smaller cities, and infiltrate our way in with a safe haven back in one of the cities, this should be a piece of cake.' Vector laughed. 'Ha! I don't think so. They'll just outnumber is in their capital.' '.. their capital is too big to really oversee, if we plan our attacks just right, they wouldn't know what hit them.' 'Also, some of their guards are located in the smaller cities. We would outnumber them, but not by many.' Vector still wasn't convinced. 'Even if luck is on their side, we could have a lot of casualties on our hands!' 'Don't worry! I'm certain as can be.' 'I'm not sure, but I'll grand you the opportunity.' The other royals resumed their drinking and eating. 'Queenly? Where is February? Please keep your promise..' 'Don't worry darling, I will.'

'So, do you now understand why grammar is important, missy?' 'Nothing wrong with grammar, you don't no listen!' 'Ughh..' the judge rubbed her eyes in sheer anger. 'It's not that hard! We've been practicing for hours!' Her husband started to poke around, and pressed his snout against her leg. 'I know, she tries.' She patted him, and pressed a kiss on his head. 'Please, give glass?' 'Well, at least you said please.. fine.' The judge looked around, and grabbed an empty mug from the table. It had a red wine stain at the bottom. 'Here you go, please be careful with it.. I just bought it and-' February smashed the glass to pieces, and picked them up with her bare hands. She didn't had enough dust to give her the same pebble as Mex, but she did what she could. 'What on earth are you doing?!' The judhe tried to take the broken glass out of February's hands, but she firmly held it against her chest. Pieces of it would go through her skin, and small drips of blood would cover the shards. It was just enough to replace the stardust that regular material lacked here. The blood dried up quickly, and held the glass somehwat together. She pressed it close to her chest, to let the blood hold the glass more firmly. 'Please take.. know is weird, but will do!' The judge looked somewhat grossed out. But she was highly interested in the magic that had passed her courtroom so many times, but never able to witness. 'Ehm.. I know how appealing that looks, but I..' February shoved it in her hands, and started to speak. 'Please, I'm not sure if this will turn out right. But I hope this will make my stay a bit more pleasant for you. Or at least less frustrating.' The small round glasses of the Judge dropped to the end of her nose. 'I'm sorry?' 'You see, I do not speak in your language. I only enter your lexicon, and follow a code that allows me to search for the words that would make a good, and correct sentence. I know that it may sound abrupt, and I should've explained myself first, but I hope it will suffice.' 'Quite, I never had an intelligent conversation like this yet. I must say, I'm enthusiastic about this development!' She put the glass sculpture in a jar, and safely put it in her pouch. 'I must ask, February.. where did you came from?' It's a rather tragic story! My world has been exterminated by an, to me, unknown power. I lost all my brothers and sisters. But Mex has a pure heart, and can help me on my quest to find out what happened, and where everyone is. I only have the smallest clue. It's said that they were shot in the sky like stars. 'Like stars? Would you care to elaborate?' 'I wish I could, my dearest. But sadly I can't. This is a question I also like to see answered.'

The blind man was still sitting in the chair that was across from the music box. However he was no longer alone. He was accompanied by a nurse, a schoolboy and a donkey. The schoolboy was lured by knowledge, the nurse by sickness, and the donkey by loyalty. Many people would follow to be attracted to the aura he was giving off. In no time, people started to build a temple around him. It grew bigger and bigger. However no one was able to fully enter his house. Only the donkey, nurse and schoolboy were present at his side. The music box was still faintly playing, but only to soothe the people who were scared of their new God. One day, the temple started to glow.. the blind man had died, but wished to remain important to the people that had followed him, cared for him, and believed in him. A new sun was born. The schoolboy who had his thirst for knowledge satisfied, wrote down the prophecy that his brother had foretold, and many other important stories. The nurse gave birth to a healthy baby, who would follow his father's footsteps. The donkey would remain by this child's side forever. The nurse named the child; "Garlox." She died during childbirth, only to give her health, and spirit to protect the new God forever. Many people praised this child, and listened to his theories, his wishes, his desires. A better world was born from that day on.