ELECTUS 4 New

Mogranius or as he is known now as "Garther" dresses up in those clothes and since there is no place for Garther to sit on the Wagon, him and Woldemir switch places from time to time while one of them walks on foot.

But as they were travelling, Garther started asking more questions.

He asked

"You claim that the ill.u.s.tratio race invaded us and enslaved us. How did it happen though? Our country(Occidentis Igne) was always able to withstand invasions because of the large numbers of Powerful Witches and Wizards in these lands. How did we fall?"

Woldemir replies with

"As far as i've read, this disaster started right after the so called "Electus" pa.s.sed away. Akareas was her name i suppose. She held this Country together. After her death, invading this place was rather easy. Because the ill.u.s.tratio already rules the three other countries in this water surrounded continent. We were always vulrnerable."

Garther fell in even deeper shock right now  and he shouted

"WHATT??!! Akareas died two hundred years ago? Either you are insane or i went insane. Because i'm her mentor. I mentored Akareas."

Woldemir is getting rather confused right now. Because now Garther is the one who is sounding bizarre.

He replies with

"Does shooting those hot fireb.a.l.l.s drain your noggin? How could you possibly mentor Akareas? She pa.s.sed away two hundred years ago. I can even find you a history book so you can read it with your own eyes."

After that Woldemir grabs his bag and inside of it were several books. One was t.i.tled "Death of the last Electus". he grabs that book and says

"Here you go, read for yourself. I don't know how else to convince you at the moment."

Garther opens the book, it seems like the text was copied from a Diary that was written by her second in command. The writings spell out

"I am writing this journal with great despair, as last night our Queen. Our beloved Electus, pa.s.sed away as she was peacefully sleeping on her bed. She died at a stunning age of ninety three. She is no longer with us, but her spirit will always roam this great Castle. The Crutal Kingdom will remember the great Akareas as a fearless Hero. She was a worthy ruler indeed, a fair honest Women without doubt. But more importantly, i treasured her as my close friend. Akareas will be missed."

After reading this rather convincing part of the book, Garther got more and more convinced that Akareas actually did die so long ago. Because even if Woldemir was lying, he wouldn't be able to write a book like that without being noticed or without taking weeks to finish it. Because the book itself was quite long to read through. Garther has only read a very small part.

But he is indeed still in great shock and he is rather confused on how this is possible.

He then says

"But how?? I literally had contact with Akareas a few days ago. I left the Kingdom only for a few days, when did all this happen. This doesn't make sense."

Woldemir replies with

"You aren't the only one confused here old man. At first you seemed crazy to me, but i'm actually starting to believe you in a way. However, you might be able to find more answers to your questions once we reach the Crutal Kingdom. The place is large but i do know a man there that we can trust. He owns a large collection of books and is selling them as well. But I'm sure he doesn't mind if you just read them without actually buying them."

Garther replies with

"very well, that idea sounds reasonable enough. And i do have a theory about what happened, how i got here and maybe even how to fix it. But i do have another question."

Woldemir replies with

"Very well, I'm glad we finally reached to an agreement. And yes, ask as many questions as you please."

Garther looks at Eric. He noticed that as time pa.s.sed, Eric fell asleep. A perfect time for Garther to get his questions answered without freaking out a child.

Garther then says

"I waited for your son to fall asleep. I did not wish to burden him with a huge question mark on his mind furthermore. He is already very confused and i bet he is eager to know how he blasted fire out of his hand. But may i ask, how did he get his powers?"

Woldemir's face turned rather pale when he heard Garther utter those words. He then replied with

"I am not ready to talk about that. It is a long story, that ended up with misery. I do not yet know where i will find the strength to explain this to Eric. It is a sensitive topic."

Garther replies with

"It is alright. I can understand how this topic is rather hard to speak about. But can you at least tell me more about the mark on Eric's hand? There is a black mark that starts from the surface of his hands and runs down his  fingers much like veins. How did he get that mark?"

Woldemir replies with a confusing voice

"That mark on his hand, is a birthmark. He had it when he was born."

Garther replies with a shocked voice

"WHAT? It is a birthmark you say? Well that is most interesting. This just gave more light at this dark cloud of questions on my head. This started making more and more sense now."

Woldemir replies with

"What?? What started making more sense?"

The relief was quite easy to be heard on Garther's voice as he continually repeated "This makes a lot of sense".

But of course he has more to say about this topic.

He turns to Woldemir and says

"That mark on Eric's hand isn't a coincidence. That mark can only appear on one person. Apparently this seems to happen after every two hundred years. Maybe less, maybe more. It isn't certain. But what i do know for sure is that your son...your son is the new Electus!!!"

Woldemir's face turns even more pale at this moment. He is surprised how Eric is blessed with such unbelievable power but yet he is very terrified. He feared for Eric's life. In an Entire continent where Magic is banned, where any being who practices magic is either hung, burned to death or beheaded. His son, Eric is born as a Wizard. Not a normal one either. So the risks of Eric getting killed are even larger because of the special attention he would get.

He then utters with a terrified voice

"But..But, it can not be!!! How is this even possible? Out of possibly millions of people here on Ignis, why my son? Oh my G.o.d. Those monsters are going to burn my son alive. Much like they did with his moth… oh my G.o.d. Are you sure?? Are you sure that he is the one?"

Garther can notice all the burden on Woldemir's voice and his eyes. As he can hear his voice trembling and his eyes tearing up. He replies with a comforting voice

"Man, calm down. You should know that your son is steps away from becoming the most powerful human to currently walk the earth.

His powers aren't limitless but it would take decades to reach those limits."

Woldemir replies with

"But you don't understand. No matter how powerful he is, he can't go against an entire continent. The ill.u.s.tratio owns this continent. They are in charge, they have the upper power, the upper advantage. We don't have anything. Our powers are nothing compared to theirs."

Garther replies with

"But you know, the only reason we got invaded is because the previous Electus died. Without Akareas, our Country was just like a flightless duck. The ill.u.s.tratio didn't attack Occidentis igne before only because they feared her power. They feared Electus. They had no chance to possibly go against us. Akareas, held us together. After she died, chaos was short to follow."

Woldemir replies with

"But still, Eric has no experience. He doesn't know what to do or how to do it. He doesn't even know of his powers, if he gets attacked by a ill.u.s.tratio group he has no chance of surviving it."

Garther replies with

"That's what practice is for. Heroes aren't made in a day. I personally want to train him. I want to help him unlock his powers. I still don't have the slightest clue on how i got here but it might be to help the next Electus. Maybe i was sent here to help bring balance to this Continent again. Maybe it is my destiny."

Woldemir finds slight relief, but his curiosity is at its peak.

He asks

"Alright, i appreciate the thoughtful offer. But where will you train him. If one person runs in to us, only thing you can do to silence them is to kill them. Even if they do want to stay quiet, they fear the ill.u.s.tratio. One threat and they sing like a bird. My son will be in constant threat."

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