Andrew White
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We were under attack. "Kill both orcs and elves! No distinctions!" The order was quick. From a disorganized band, I brought forth order. The general I was hollered his orders. My soldiers were all organized. All at once. At least they were quick-witted, the orcs. The same goes for White-haired and Hideous, thankfully. And it was time to fight. Just like that, out of the blue. "J-Just like that!?" Yes, White-haired. Just like that. Though he had a hard time believing it, he didn't take long before he…
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I mean, come on, White-haired. Were you always that silly? There was actually a reason for which he started up a fight with them again. That reason had to do with a blunder on my behalf. If, seconds ago, the elf had seemed so panic-stricken and afraid of me, his boyish princess, there was a cause to it. In fact, White-haired was so panicked and lost right now, that he was at a total loss regarding how to act around me or what to do. I raised a brow at his behavior. What was wrong with the guy, I thought.…
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"And what is it you don't like, orc?" he coldly observed. The elf didn't shy away from confrontation, eh? "The horses' death's on you, elf," he calmly asserted. "I get that you're pissed at us. Poor things died. The carriage's stuck here. Busted like crazy 'cause of our guy, no less," he continued, pointing his sword at the chariot. "So yeah, as I said, I get it. You're pissed. I'm not sorry for it," he shrugged, "but I can feel for you elves." His words were hardly apologetic. As he said, he didn't…
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The elf was bold. White-haired was pissed off. Hence why he was intent on severely calling them out. And so, reacting to his meager presence, a few of the orcs turned to him with dumb, blatant looks. The same dumb and oblivious looks that were adorned on a child's face after he was being told off for having eaten all the chocolate that had been bought for the cake. Like fools, they all stared at him, their faces full of chocolates and dumbness too, their necks stuck out and their mouths were gaping. And…
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What was wrong with these people? Couldn't they just chill out a little bit and appreciate the unfolding scene? Well, aside from his blatantly annoying resistance to getting a fun moment together, White-haired was right to stop the horses. Let them be calmed and stilled. We needed them in one piece after our little pause. What in the world would come after 'that', though? Wouldn't we be robbed and stuff? The horses neighed and pulled back. Now that we were stationary, the ongoing battle was right in front…
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Problems? White-haired spoke about problems. Complications, he had said, to be more specific. "From now on there might be certain complications on the road. It is likely. But we should be fine following the main path. Maybe." That was precisely what he said. So far, so good. Our journey had been going smoothly without any complications whatsoever. The carriage hadn't encountered any problem either. The elf worried about its durability, but the creaky box could still go all right. The wheels were still…
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The atmosphere had grown silent and quiet. I preferred that better to adults blatantly staring at me and my ears. Hideous already tucked himself under his blanket and faced the opposite side of the room. Seeing that, I guessed I should be doing the same. Sleeping it was then. But just as I started to get down to it, I looked White-haired up. "What are you doing down there?" He had just extended one large sheet on the floor. "Yes, Princess. Preparing my bed, Princess." "Ah?" I expressed, raising a brow.…
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Remember, what the System put at my disposal, the Guiding Fragrance? It kind of worked the same way as Mana Perception, or that's how I understood it anyway. When I concentrated on it, on my destination or quest, I could feel the System's directions. It only demanded I paused and focused on it, really. And using that fragrance thingy, I could tell we were nearing the end of the trip. Oh, and aside from that… "Hm." Upon focusing on Mana Perception, I could also noticeably feel one restless elf's anger…
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"Food! I want real food~" "Yes, Princess!" "Real food is important! Right, White-haired~!" I was pumping a fist in the air, holding it to the sky, emblematically. "Real, real important! Is it not so, now, White-haired~!" "Yes, Princess!" He could only agree with me. "Consider it then a matter upon which my decree has come to pass!" "S-Surely, Princess!" "So, White-haired… you keep that nasty bag of dried veggies away from my sight!" "Immediately, Princess!" I was glad White-haired understood.…
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"Y-Yes, Princess!" In his state of restlessness and agitation, in his panic, or overflowing energy, he even tried to get up at once, only to find a ceiling on top of his head and whack it with an "Ouch!" "Princess. Far from me the idea of offending you but, presently, it should be impossible for us to—" "Meet with the forest's Sisters, right? I know. We still have to, however." "About the demons' army—" "I know that too, White-haired. I understand the terms of war. And I knew you would oppose me on…
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