Mythical Continent: The Search Begins

The heat pressed under his helmet and made him sweat. He had to ignore the burning, because he didn't want to allow himself any further weakness. He was already too far behind this beautiful blond guy. Just at the moment when he was about to decide for himself to rub the sweat from his eyes, strangers entered the place and although none of the squires showed it, the attention was now completely focused on the newcomers. A plethora of purple in their long robes betrayed them as members of the ruling caste. It wasn't just the color that didn't match the dusty brown of the barracks walls. That three politicians let themselves descend into the shallows of the army caste was more than unusual. The instructor approache

It was evening and the setting sun bathed the city at the gates in that special yellow that heralded the irrevocable end of the day. The hustle and bustle in the streets subsided slowly and the bells of the Temple of the Night admonished the disciples of the god of darkness to come to the prayer of greeting. The drawbridge was pulled up with a squeak and the noise of the thousand voices was reduced to a minimum of individual sounds, only to slide off in silence with the onset of darkness. The first lights could be seen in the windows of the houses and the chimneys pushed dark clouds of smoke into the air. The evening ended like thousands of evenings before and again Jessica stood on the battlements of the castle and observed th

"My princess. I'll stand by your side with advice, but the final decision is always yours. Each of your orders must not leave any doubts, no matter whether they seem wrong or right. ”Von Tranje stood by her side and tried to take away a little uncertainty.“Only determination is important. The knights follow you everywhere because you are of royal descent. But if you want their hearts to follow you, you have to show strength, even if you don't think you have any. &rd

The marching order was strictly divided when they set out the next morning. Azul ran with the other squires on foot at the end of the squad and although he didn't mind the brisk pace, he envied the knights for their horses. A status symbol that in his dreams would one day also belong to him. While the signs of a quick death as a squire were growing on the battlefield, that was exactly what drove him. Even more so, since meeting the king's daughter. This brief moment had changed him and with sadness he looked at the raised banners at the beginning of the train, which suddenly came to a stop and tore him from his dream world. A sudden tension came over him that he couldn't explain to himself. His mind focused, only

Jessica had to show strength, even though her pain was almost unbearable. The loss of seven good knights stood at the end of the day, what were a few wounds from a fall. She hoped for relief in Dreiwasser and until then it was her royal duty to be a good example to her followers. The attack on Galatian soil was in itself a sacrilege against royal power, so a certain degree of sovereignty was required. She was sure that the poisoning of the king and the abuse of a long-extinct animal species had the same origin. An origin that could certainly be found on Askalan, but whose excesses reached as far as the royal court. Relationships that needed an explanation, but were completely unclear due to a lack of information.