Chapter 5 - The Time Traveller

Garther replies with a confident voice but mostly in aims to calm down Woldemir, whose father Instinct overwhelmed him and broke him down. "Quit your worrying. I am an Expert Wizard. Obviously i have access to secret hidden ruins. Or at least... I hope they are still secret. I have spent more time exploring and sleeping in ruins than i have slept in my own house. If anything backfires in Crutal Kingdom or anywhere else for that matter, I know a place where these morons wouldn't look for."

Woldemir is still under a lot of burden. But this at least gave him slight relief. But still, Eric's safety is Woldemir's main concern.

"Very well. I will agree to this in one condition. Whatever secret ruin cave or whatever it would be you plan to lurk around, you go check the ruin first to see if it's clear of the ill.u.s.tratio or any human in general, even if everything backfired, you check the condition first before we can enter. Once you make sure it is safe or not, you come back at my farmhouse or wherever we are, and we can consult our next move. What do you think about that?"

"very well, I can work with that. I will travel to a cave once we take a look at Crutal kingdom. I have a feeling that it's still untouched by the ill.u.s.tratio."

"Yes, Thank you. Also, I do have a question. How.. just how did you end up getting lost in the woods and miss two hundred years of war, slaughter, beheading, death by ill.u.s.tratio lit flames, **** and injustice? You must have a longer story. I doubt that you slept through the war under the shade of a tree. How did you end up being lost in the woods." Asked Woldemir a question that has been likely puzzling both of them since they met. Garther did have a theory or two, but there were no solid evidence about it.

The color on Garther's face turned rather pale as Woldemir seeked a deeper explanation of Garther's predicament. But yet he found the nerve to answer. "I was with Akareas, the previous Electus. We were researching more about the most unknown power to any Wizard, a power that was a mystery to every Electus who walked the Earth so far. The mysterious powers of Teleportation."

"Correct me if I'm wrong but as far as i know, Teleportation is where you disappear into thin air and appear somewhere else. Typically somewhere very near. I've heard a few tales about it. But I didn't think it to be actually real. How does it equal to you skipping two hundred years?" Scratching his head, Woldemir couldn't comprehend this theory. What Garther is basically referring too is teleportation and above that, he is referring to Time Travel. Teleportation is a power that no Electus mastered and time travel isn't even one of the 8 powers. The theory keeps getting crazier by the second.

"See, before i found myself at these woods, we were tipped off by an adventurer that a book about teleportation was deep down an underground dungeon. Forgotten, abandoned and left to crumble into dust. But I don't know if you heard this, underground dungeons aren't a picnic. Going there is like begging the angel of death to take your soul." Explained Garther with hand gestures and body movements, trying his best to describe the situation. Which was rather funny. Something Woldemir needed to calm down, although the method strange.

"So I'm assuming something went wrong?"

Asked Woldemir in curiosity.

"It did!" He yelled and continued

"Disaster happened right after we found the book. We even managed to read a few pages of it but the dungeon was abandoned a couple of centuries ago. It didn't take long for a disaster to follow. Out of nowhere, part of the dungeon collapsed." He yelled as he said the last word. Giving such a presentation that Woldemir felt like he was there when the disaster happened.

"So that's how you got here? Did the dungeon killed you or...?" Asked Woldemir still having it hard to put two and two together.

"You would of known if you stopped interrupting my story!"

But i didn't..."

"Considering the fact that i always lacked luck throughout my life, I was exactly at the area where the dungeon collapsed. A second before large boulders and dirt were about to crush the soul out of me, Akareas did a teleportation spell on me. That might explain how i got here."

Woldemir is in great shock as Garther's story sounds rather unbelievable. But for what reason would Garther need to lie to a poor farmer? What benefits would an intelligent Wizard gain from it? He must be speaking the truth.

"But didn't you say that she didn't know anything about Teleportation Powers?"

Asked Woldemir in further confusion. As if that wasn't confusing enough. Woldemir knew a lot about a lot of things, but magic isn't one of them.

"That could be the reason why I am here now. That's my best theory. I don't know what else to think."

"Your story does sound quite insane. But yet I do not see a reason why you would lie to me. But it looks like Akareas survived that dungeon collapse. Since she died peacefully on her bed at the age of 93. At least that's how it's written. Maybe she took that book with her. If she did, the book is sure to be collecting dust somewhere around the Crutal Castle. We just need to find it." Exclaimed Woldemir in enthusiasm, showing that he is more than willing to lend a hand through this predicament. If Garther can return to his timezone and undo what the ill.u.s.tratios did, his terrible present wouldn't be happening right now and he would be holding hands with Isabel, the love of his life.

"That could be very possible. And since Eric is the Electus, he could surely help in some way. I'm not sure how but i know he can. The training I went through to become an Expert of my Fire controlling abilities, took me a lifetime. Eric can learn it in a matter of several years, probably even better than I did. In this case, he is the superior."

"You don't fail to surprise me every time you explain something new about the power that each Electus had on their hands. And as much as i love to talk about it, we need to cut it out now. Because...well look forward and be amazed.

The second that Garther looks forward, he sees the big and beautiful Crutal Kingdom after hours and hours of travelling. They even had to stop and set up camp. Garther has waited a lot to ask Woldemir about all of this "Electus" business. His mouth remains open as he is amazed to see his home again and of course because of the fact on how jaw droppingly beautiful Crutal Kingdom is.

Roots of plants spreading out everywhere, each stretching several meters on thick stone brick walls and colorful flowers blooming on those roots as well. The Kingdom is rather large itself as well. From one end to the other it surely held around five hundred houses. Most of the houses weren't exactly small either, it was indeed the wealthiest town in Occidentis Ignis.

Its size shows quite well why it is the Capital Kingdom of Occidenits igne. A true rare beauty. He then says "So much has changed, yet it changed in a good way. She looks more beautiful than ever."

"I agree it is beautiful. This race has a fancy about decorating buildings or anything in general with plants. Most likely supported from the money that they force out of our race though. They treat us Ignites like used old shoes." Explained Woldemir in grief.

"It appears that way. Our beloved Crutal kingdom did not lose its beauty and maybe it is even more beautiful now. But the ill.u.s.tratio ruling it, along with the rest of Occidentis igne left a terrible scar on it and our country, and it kills its beauty in a way, sad to say." Garther felt grief for Crutal Kingdom. This used to be the place where hundreds of Wizards and Witches roamed, to train their powers. A few even came from other Continents because the school here outmatched theirs in their motherland.

"Indeed it did my friend. But we need to keep our voices down right now. Maybe even stop talking completely. The ill.u.s.tratio is known to charge fines on people for the pettiest reasons. Basically anyone who isn't an ill.u.s.tratio, gets fined for ridiculous reasons."

"What sort of reasons?"

"Last summer, i got fined for reading a book that wasn't about the ill.u.s.tratio. The finnes are outrageous as well. If you can't pay it, they throw you in the dungeon and beat you until your back is softer than your stomach, which in most cases no one can pay the fine. Those two weeks were rough for me. But luckily I came out alive. Unlike many unfortunate others." Lifted Woldemir part of his shirt, showing the scars that didn't disappear for over a year.

"I can finally understand why you are so protective towards Eric. But believe me, I will do everything in my power to free this land. Even if it means dying, which in these circ.u.mstances i most likely will. But let's proceed into the Crutal Kingdom right now and go through that bookstore you mentioned."

As they approach Crutal Kingdom closer and they reached the main gate, they immediately get approached by a couple of ill.u.s.tratio gatekeepers. Truly devilish looking characters, not literally though. Their skin color didn't look like a typical stereotyped devil. Their skin color was green. And one other eye catching feature are their blood veins. From head to toe their veins were covered with a darker shade of green and a light dark shade of red as well here and there.

But most of the blood vein color running through their body is green. But their eyes are the most devil like part about them. They have these freakish completely red eyes. Difficult to look at without getting uncomfortable. Especially if one is yelling at you. These gatekeepers have fairly long hair too. Much like every other race in these medieval times i suppose but instead of most races, their hair is green. But those body features weren't nearly enough devil like compared to their tongue and behaviour.

As soon as they approached the Wagon, one of the gatekeepers pulls out a longsword, turns to Garther and says "State your business here you diseased devilish Ignite or my sword will be meeting your neck."

Before Garther utters a single word, Woldemir jumps in the conversation and shouts

"Do not hurt him. He is my cousin. He comes from the bottom part of Ignis. You know, the frozen part of our great Continent?"

The other gate keeper replies with

"Oh so basically he is a worthless rag coming from Frozen Toe Kingdom?"