Makiya

Chapter IV - The beauty would bring tears in your eyes

Three months of training had rewarded well. Andrey could now hold the two-handed sword without dropping it easily. This was actually only the beginning of his real training.

It was early morning. Time for training. Nyadzel opened the door as if thunder went inside Andrey's room. Then he stared at him for a while.

"Morning training time. I'm ready, are we going?" Andrey asked, feeling the silence awkward as he stretched his jaw to the side.

"Yeah. We're going, but not the usual place. Follow me!" Nyadzel replied harshly, and they both walked out of the house.

Andrey thought they were starting training at the lakes today, but turned out not. They went in a completely different direction.

Princepsius was full of people this early in the morning. Everybody had a job or just had some errands to run. This grabbed Andrey's attention. He hadn't been going out much. After all, he was like under custody throughout these three months. Training, studying, training, studying. This time it felt like he was out for a walk. After all, this actually was his first time going out and not going to train at the lakes or jog around the city.

Andrey remembered that on the Earth people rarely actually smiled or anything when you see them on the street. Everybody seemed to be somewhat upset. It's a different story here, though. Everyone seemed kind of inspired and passionate about what they are out there to do. It kind of just built up the atmosphere that way. Maybe it was from the good reign of the King?

Looking at Philius "As if this star affects people... Well, after all, it does emit my favorite color." Andrey said to himself and chuckled a bit.

"Okay, I can't take it anymore–where are we going?" He then asked his mentor.

"To the king." Simply replied Nyadzel as he pulled off that satisfactory smile of his.

The young boy noticed something different in his master. Somehow angry? No, it was more like he was proud. Proud of something. Of what?

"I hope you're not going to humiliate me in a duel in front of him again, are you?" Andrey joked, and they both laughed.

"No. We're going there so you can continue your training."

"What? The king himself is going to train me?"

"No, no. It's just that for this stage of your training we will need allowance from his Highness."

"That sounds fun. Should I ask?"

"Don't. You'll find out"

They managed to pass through the huge crowd of people, and not long after they went by the valley of statues. The guards honorably greeted Nyadzel along the way. It was easy to notice how big of a reputation he had.

The guards let the warrior and his disciple through and closed the king's gates behind them. "The king's hall." Andrey mumbled, being stunned by this beauty for the second time.

"What do I owe your visit, kind ones?" King Goodlie asked with a big smile widening on his face. "Ah, and I almost forgot, this time, please don't bow at all!" he added and laughed.

"I see he loves joking around." Andrey whispered in his master's ear, who replied with a cold, even a little frightening stare.

"My king, Andrey, has developed a superb physique. He needs to go to the next level, but for that, I would need your permission." The loyal warrior requested.

Goodlie fell into his thoughts for a while and put on his serious face. Then Nyadzel continued, "I want you to allow him to go to Mage-Mountain and continue his training in the forest. There, where the spirits and energy of our ancestors sleep."