Leo and Alice stopped and took a rest by a quiet riverside, where the gentle sound of flowing water mixed with the rustling of leaves in the breeze,
After a brief rest beneath the shade of a tall tree, they rose to their feet, dusted themselves off, and continued their journey with quiet determination—their footsteps echoing softly on the dirt path ahead
"It feels good doesn't it ?" Alice was walking ahead of him, clasping her hands together
"Anyways, what's up in your mind? where do you think should we go ?"She stopped in front of him, pausing for a moment before continuing to speak
"Well, King Arthur stated that Richard had fled towards the West It’s the safest place he could flee to." He spoke with his fingers resting on his chin, clearly trying to recall King Arthur words
"Yes in fact , That's his Kingdom, he belongs there " Alice tapped her cheek with one finger, nodding slightly as she spoke
"Is he the king of the west ??!!, so why did he take the eastern kingdom throne?"
"He’s a rotten king through and through—he actually revels in doing terrible things"
"He shouldn’t be allowed to linger—let’s finish him right where he stands! Leo!" Alice said
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"So... should we keep going? " Leo paused for a moment then sighed
"Yes! Let’s go!" she shouted, pointing ahead with excitement
But somewhere... not too far from them
At the entrance to the west, dragons flew like birds. The air was scorching, filled with their constant fire, They were excited, driven by their primal killing instincts, At the base, a large castle stood, guarded by a black-suited figure wielding a spear
"I will consume this world with fire, until nothing remains but ash... and it will be soon! " Someone talking inside the castle ..
...the king of dragons ?
The night was calm, the moon casting a soft glow as a a gentle breeze rustled the trees by the riverside. Leo and Alice slept peacefully, resting after a long walk.A strange figure approached them with subtle, calculated steps—his eyes scanning their belongings with quiet intent, clearly searching for something they had.
Leo sprang awake that morning, heart pounding—something was missing. Someone had stolen from him when he landed his hand to his sword
"Where's my sword !??"
Alice rubbed her sleepy eyes, and in the distance, a village slowly came into view
"I’m sure he went to that village—there’s no other path he could’ve taken. Let’s go! Leo !"