Chapter 231 - Split Puppil

"You still didn't tell me who the hell sent you here." Reminded Bear Claw once the doors were shut, and went ahead to grab what Chan prices the most. No no, don't think that... Naughty, she grabbed Ale. Pouring it on wooden cup and afterwards placing it on the table for Chan to grab instead of handing it to him.

If only she knew how much information she bought herself just with this little cup of Ale. Chucking it down like it was water, barely even affected by it. He continued to tell. "The Grand King sent me here, we are heading to Orientins Ignis." Afterwards he even handed the cup closer for another shot.

Almost dropping the Bottle of watered down Ale after, she answered. "Give me a moment to prepare." Even her tone switched towards softness, it felt empty actually. As if it was emotionless!

Guard Commander or now best known as Errand runner Chan, didn't really focus on her slight panic. He paid more attention towards what's more important (For him at least.) the nice almost full bottle of Ale on the counter. Now, the written instructions clearly state. "No drinking in the Job." But how would King Xakro ill.u.s.tratio lll even know about such an act, the Guards wouldn't really care about such a case and tolerate it.

BearClaw came out of one of the rooms a moment later wearing a light weight silver chest plate, which leaves her stomach quite exposed but she thinks it is enough protection. Apart from that chest plate, she was wearing strap on iron shoulder armour. Accompanied by Silver greaves and a 80 cm Iron Sword, she just appeared even more dangerous now.

You would think that a lady standing 6.2 ft. tall would rely on thick heavy Armour since she can't avoid hits quite like a smaller person could. But no, she feels like this is all she needs. Furthermore it is interesting how she is carrying a 80 cm long Sword when she can easily use a 120 cm one. Her choices of Iron are indeed unusual for her body type, but maybe she is on to something there. King Xakro did say that BearClaw or differently known as Dilly Flury, is skilled in so many aspects.

Pointing out one obvious environmental fact once he saw her on a thin linen shirt under the Armour. "You need to bring along Fur Clothing, Orientis Ignis will freeze you to the core if you aren't prepared."

Ignoring Chan's nagging, she walked to the door and simply stated with her tone surprisingly calm. "I know. You will buy them for me."

Seeing that Bear Claw is clearly in command here, Chan just agreed to what circ.u.mstances she offered and stormed the shelves for a few more Ale Bottles. Grabbing as much as he can carry! BearClaw is about to permanently abandon this job, so she didn't really care about his actions and just waited while holding the door open.

While running out, Chan thought of one fact. Sure he doesn't remember much, but one thing he managed to remember is King Xakro telling that every Fire Controller he spared, was an ill.u.s.tratio. Chan's eyes work rather well, he is able to notice that BearClaw is nothing less but an Ignite. She does follow the illas, but she is still an Ignite. So he started having doubts even though he didn't express much care about it.

He will likely ask questions about it later. For now he is just happy that he has Ale on his arms. He barely got a taste of if these past couple of months. Just when he managed to arrive in Crutal Kingdom alive, arriving with his toes in tact even. Xakro sent him towards another task, wildly pissed off that he is a lot late. As if time was on the Grand King's neck!

He is used to the King's behaviour and doesn't really care about it, most of them are empty threats and even when he gets hostile it is just a warning, towards the errand runners at least. Although at a task for the Grand King, he at least won't see him for a couple of months or more.

Walking out of the Kingdom along with BearClaw first, with the Guards coming down a bit later due to some purchases they had to make. Such as food and water primarily, but also Fur Clothing for the lady. The rest already have them considering the quest, the clothing for one person would cost around 100 Gold Coins so it isn't a big issue considering how much budget they have.

At day, the Guards travel on foot along with the Wagons, while at night they just camp for the night. Some sleep on the Wagons and the rest sleep on tents. But now since it is broad daylight, with the two most important individuals in this quest travelling in the Wagon, it is time to ask some questions. Both of them had many no doubt.

Chan broke the silence after being half drunk, with a rather unique question. "How does it feel to be mind controlled?" A rather dumb question, but hey this is Chan. He didn't do this for banter either, he is just curious and I suppose this question popped up first in his mind. She is an illas believer surprisingly, so this makes it a lot more interesting.

"What do you mean?" Asked BearClaw no doubt confused, definitely not a question she expected at such a ride. She will be stuck with this fool for quite a while, so might as well learn how to get along. "I'm not even sure what that is!"

"Oh common... Don't try to brush it off, King Xakro put you under his control after you attacked ill.u.s.tratian Guards." For someone who has a lot of trouble remembering, this sure proves difficult to comprehend. It feels as if he only remembers enemies or possible enemies.

"Xakro is our Grand King and our worthy ruler, I have served him all my life." Yet again, BearClaw stuck firm to her belief. Even grabbing her necklace and kissing is after to prove a point. "I made many sacrifices for King Xakro and i'll do it once more."

"Sacrifices such as?" Chan was eager to know once the topic shifted so unexpectedly. He saw that she claims to be an illas believer, but he didn't exactly expect it to be this thick.

"None of your concern, I am commanded to stay silent about the King's past or current tasks." Afterwards she started moving her body forward and than backwards as if she was sitting on a rocking chair. This isn't the Wagon's work since Chan didn't experience the same. Perhaps it is due to the size differences.

Having it hard to chuck another mouthful of Ale down due to the scene in front of him, he put the bottle down and asked. "Hey, why are you doing that? Are you okay?"

The scene started becoming a bit more complicated to the point of Chan being scared down to his core, when he started shaking her shoulder trying to snap her out of it. He took a glance at her eyes, managed to notice that one eyeball is half white and half completely normal. As if someone put a ruler over her eye and drew the line between her green pupil. The left eye had its left side completely white, while the right eye had its right side white.

"I'm completely fine." Answered Bear Claw with her tone cracking and dared to point out. "This happens often, don't worry about it."

Chan never managed to see anyone under mind control before, but analysing her behaviours until now he managed to at least figure out that she is a lot more than mind controlled, she is messed up mentally. Whatever King Xakro did, isn't anything favourable even for Chan who partially sees her as an enemy.

"But your... your eyes." Stuttered Chan his way through a short sentence, still quite rattled about the situation he went and still is going through.

"My eyes have always been like this, it is nothing new." Throughout all of his meetings in life, Chan never managed to see such eyes. He doesn't even know how it is humanly possible, so he portrays her nothing but delusional. Perhaps this is how mind control works? He is not certain but it most likely has some sort of connection.

"I don't think that's true, but since you insist." Chan tried his best to he kind, and it wasn't because of a pure intend either. He is still quite scared. "Are you sure you are alright?" He doesn't exactly care much, but he needs her for this task greatly and for sure doesn't want to sleep in the same camp with someone who looks like she is possessed.

Standing straight on her feet after even though she doesn't have too, crouching down because the Wagon is shorter than her, she remained in that position and just stated. "Of course, I'm alright." Taking nearly 5 minutes to finish her sentence, she finally added. "I just have different ways of getting comfortable."

Throughout that period of time, Chan didn't have the guts to touch her or even yell for help. He just glared at her with his fear rising higher by the passing moment. This is insane, how is she doing all of this now. When before she entered the Wagon she was quite normal, fitting in the crowd perfectly even. Is this form of behaviour episodic or triggerable?