Andrew White
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Epilogue: "And Shop received a quest, too." At the very beginning, there was Shop. Therefore, we all exclaimed, "For Shop's will." From his breast, Shop created us, hence, we were Shops. Thus, to this day, there are Shops. . . . We were Shops. And Shops were waiting. In a cave, we, Shops, need to wait. To be patient, then the orders from above would come to us. So we wait, count the days, and feel the suns away, as well as the suns ahead. In this cavern, the fragment of Skill shall come to us,…
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Wait, what? I didn't expect to have my "name" come up in their conversation, too. The younger one, pissed at his sister, mentioned three issues he had with her. Tactless when summoning the heroes, failing when waging war under Father's authority, and then pulling "that." At first, the third implication wasn't so clear I could understand I was the one they spoke of, but after a moment, it became clear they were also talking about Princess Elina's own little pet soldier. So I was famous already? …No,…
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I was in. There was a big hall. So giant and royal. My eyes couldn't number all the chandeliers, paintings, or other decorations of this site. People were present here. Maids stood on duty. Royal guards patrolled the hallways. Noblemen moved around and ruled as kings under the bigger king. This place wasn't my stop, but now, it would probably be tough to go around this place without being unseen. So I waited, waited, and waited… up till I found a way to go. Skillfully, I managed to slide from one vase…
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Another slapping surprise climbed up the merchant's face, and as he kept calling out to me that it was all too much, louder and louder, but I took off at once. Whoever ever had such a thing as "too much money" in the world? My business here was done: I had eaten my fill and had asked about what I needed to know. Because I asked questions to the merchant noodle-maker. I first asked what a kingdom was, what size it was, and whether it could be eaten or not before I got my answer. Asking then what a princess…
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I thanked the old man for educating me about all of this with a slight bow. He also thanked me for helping with his investigation, but I denied his thanks saying he was the true champion in the room. And so we were done speaking. Now was time for me to go on and… get things done. I sat for a long time, and at long last, from deep within my chair, I worked my way up, where I placed both my hands flat onto the flat black surface of the desk. Peering into the old man's face, I went and stole his lunch…
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I was life in its purest form—water. Also, I was a unique monster. That had been made clear by now. An unclassified monster-type creature that people sometimes called a "water elemental" or "water spirit." Well, I had people call me other names like "hydrous slime" or the like, but that was way off. The fact was, I was neither of all these spirit-type or monster-type creatures. What I was for sure, in a magical researcher's eyes, was just that: unknown. From my perspective, all I was was "alive," and…
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At some point on our way home, a home I had never been to before, I fell asleep. And, in the end, this carriage ride was just another peaceful little ride. No more than another obstacle standing in our way. For us to pass this obstacle, and get our reward by the end of this little escapade, all we had to do is wait. The old man only ever did that, waiting for me after he sent me out, but it was a first for me. Was it complicated? No. At some point, I arose from my short nap, and we were here. The…
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Also, his condition as an old wrinkled fart, those were his words, didn't help either—constantly traveling with old bones proved tedious indeed. With two children to care for, the poor old man who evoked but sympathy was so overwhelmed. That was a fun fabricated story, I liked it. Well, we didn't have to go so out of our way to keep up the appearance, but anyway. At any rate, as the princess could imagine, our life had been tough. Thankfully, so many hardships ended right here, with the princess as our…
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When the royalty replied with reciprocated politeness and reverence, the old man urged her to drop the formal tone. "I could do without it!" "Much esteemed Uncle—I wouldn't allow myself such impudence whilst conversing with you, who are in actual fact my benefactor… along with your dearest child, of course." "'Grandchild,' if you please," the old man corrected. That old human was funny in his own way: When I myself asked him whether, according to the people's ways, I could be considered his child or…
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But that wasn't important. The fact was just that—the nth battle for Ladafar had come to an end, the orcs had retreated further down the border, and the playground I fought at was gone. What that meant was that the third princess' (voluntary) duty was completed here. And so, she was to go back to the capital where her father awaited his brave daughter, a military woman now, so that she could give her report. While the military's campaign—that was the State's army and soldiers—wasn't quite wrapped up…
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