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With the heavy snowfall of Bareth falling down to the frozen plains, within the Kingdom of Fal which was not too far away—a group of mages hurried down the castle hallways with tired breaths as they reached towards the throne room's door.

"Hah... Hah..." Upon stopping at their footsteps, the group could finally catch a breath for a few seconds. However, it wasn't even a minute when the doors of the room opened. In turn, the mages soon barged in whilst crying out a loud tone of voice. "Your majesty! It's awful! This is terrible!"

"You guys again?" Despite having called out for her majesty, the queen of Fal. A male's voice was the one who had responded to their callings instead. "Ugh... What is it this time? If it's to report on something... Just say to me straight instead of bothering her majesty."

"Sir!" From the group of spellcasters, a man stepped forward with a troubled expression. "Sir Wryn! Knight of the Ebony! We are in deep! Deep! Deeep! Trouble!"

"...please. Enough of your games and get to the point," Wryn rolled his eyes against the group of mages. "What is the trouble?"

"The trouble! Oh, the trouble!" As the man placed his hand on his forehead in agony, the Knight of Ebony clicked his tongue, in turn, the man hurriedly coughed. "Ahem! The trouble... S-Some of the adventurers that were sent from the other kingdoms to aid us against Bareth... T-They're having a fight and we need immediate aid!"

"..." Hearing the men plead for help, Wryn folded his arms whilst glaring at the group. "A fight you say? Why are you even bringing this to her majesty?" his voice turned into anger. "For something as menial as this... I'm disappointed that you cannot handle such a case on your own. Are you not the 'proud' esteemed mages of Fal?"

"E-Eep..." A female's voice yelped from the group. "S-Sir... You have to understand that um... Unless we have someone of power to help us... The adventurers just won't listen..."

"The last thing I remembered was that the Sages all gave you specific instructions to keep everything at bay. Yet... You're failing this as we speak." the man clicked his tongue. "Who are they even? What's the cause of the fight?"

"Sir... P-Please... Come and see for yourself," on the right side of the woman who spoke, a young man muttered out. "It's not easy for us to handle it... Really!"

"..." The knight frowned as he seemed to be considering the thought. "Look, you've come to the wrong place. Her Majesty cannot help you and I—" As Wryn was continuing on with his sentence, his words soon stopped as a powerful voice resounded through the area.

"Wryn, Is something the matter here?" With loud footsteps echoing through the throne room, the queen of Fal revealed herself before them. With luscious black hair and a face of youth, the woman walked up towards Wryn with a questioning expression. "Is there a problem?"

"You're majesty!" Wryn immediately kneeled. "I apologize for the ruckus. These disciples for the Sages have come barging in reporting a menial problem. So I was..."

"A menial problem?" The queen thought to herself. "If that's so then... Wryn, please join them and aid in wrapping up the issue without fail. Times are pressed as of the moment and even a menial problem may turn into that of a bigger issue in the end."

"Huh? But your majesty, this problem is..." As Wryn was about to reason, the queen placed her palm forward over to the knight. "...I see. Then very well, I'll oblige and help the mages."

"Ah! Thank you, your majesty!" The man who was still at the front of the group humbly bowed. "We will never forget your grace upon us! Now, please, Knight of Ebony, Wryn! Hurry and follow us! We've no time to lose!"

"Sigh... Please lead the way," The knight gestured as he began to step away from the queen and headed over to the throne room entrance. "I hope you're not raising this issue as a much bigger problem than it is originally."

"It isn't! Please believe us!" The woman stated. "Hurry, before the fight gets worse!" With their final words before leaving the premise of the throne room, the queen was the only one left.

"With pressing times such as this... Who would awaken Bareth?" Upon noting that the group had left, the queen closed her eyes calmly. "...sigh. For someone to go all the way to the abandoned village and strike under these circumstances," she shook her head helplessly whilst looking out through the glass windows by the side of the room. "—I can only prepare for the worse."

...

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" At the lounge within the castle halls, loud roars protruded out within the area as a man in warrior's arms stood at the centre of attention. With an angered expression, he who gripped onto his axe tightly swung it over towards the front of him, where a woman stood.

"Ugh... You!" The man roared as his axe landed on the ground. However, the attack missed as the woman dodged. "Do you know who I am?!"

"Ugh... Shut it old man!" The woman swung something that seemed to resemble that of a steel yoyo over towards the bulky man in armour. "I know who you are very well! Some dipshit that messed with me!"

"Me? Messed with you? It's the other way around!" The man slammed down his axe onto the ground, forcing the ground to break around the forefront of the attack. But, even then, despite the powerful attack, it still missed.

"Hmph, I'd like for the witnesses here to judge of that," the woman smoothly swayed to the side as she moved the trajectory of her attacks over to the man. In turn, hitting him consecutively. "But, man... You sure are thick as hell! Why are you so tanky?!"

"Say for yourself whose so damn agile with no damage!" The man scoffed. "Stop moving and get hit already!"

"Ugh..." The woman continually dodged against the attacks dealt by the man whilst wrapping her yoyo against the man as a counter. "Tch... Why did I even get into this stupid situation?"

"Hey! Old man! Would just stop fighting?!" A squeaky voice shouted out among the cries of the crowd in an attempt to stop the ongoing fight. "Give it a rest! We're here to wait, not to fight!"

"Shut it, bunny boy! My problems are my own to deal with," Wenzhou replied.

"Ugh... At this rate, you'll bring about problems for me too!" Bunnix frowned as he seemingly held onto his pistol. "Bah... if you're not gonna listen to me then..." As he was about to aim his two guns at the two adventurers—the doors of the lounge suddenly slammed opened as a knight along with a group of mages waltzed into the area.

"Everyone stop what you're doing this instant!" A male's voice roared. "Otherwise... I'll use force to deal with this."