"Welcome to the Eastern lands, little brother... the real journey begins now," said Dayvon in a calm voice, a faint smile playing on his lips.

  At these words, Lucas gently looked up at him. But before he could even say a word, a strange sensation rose in his throat. Suddenly his face tightened, and he quickly leaned towards the carriage window.

  "Bleurghhhh!"

  At that moment, Lucas had just vomited a good part of what he had eaten the morning before departure.

  "Bleurghhhh!" "Bleurghhhh!"

  Dayvon, still calm, put his elbow against the windowsill, and observed the scene with an almost amused look.

  "You lasted thirty seconds. You had a better time than me on my first time... little brother," he said calmly with a small smile on the corner of his lips.

  Outside, Arden, who was riding next to the carriage, approached Lucas while bursting with laughter.

  "Hey, Hey! I didn't think you would throw up more than me on your first time!" he said while laughing.

  Some knights and guards sketched a slight smile, while others, amused, placed their hands in front of their mouths and exchanged complicit glances.

  One of them whispered to himself:

  "Well... it seems that her Highness has perfectly passed her baptism of the portal. "

  Lucas, leaning against the carriage window, felt ashamed.

  "Why... why is it..." he breathed weakly, while letting himself fall back on his seat.

  Dayvon stared at him for a few moments, then with a smile on his lips, he said calmly:

  "Don't worry, Lucas. It's a normal phenomenon, and we've all been there... even me. "

  Lucas looked at him with a jaded and exhausted look, then he closed his eyes while slowly catching his breath.

  A few minutes later, the procession was stopped.

  Lucas, still pale, got out of the carriage and advanced slightly towards the plain, before squatting while touching his belly. He took a deep breath, breathing the fresh air of the plain, and the light breeze of the East caressed his face, thus waving his hair.

  Behind him, two servants had already hurried to wipe the inside of the carriage, while a third rinsed the doors of the carriage with a magical spell.

  Dayvon approached Lucas, his hands in his pocket, and looked at the horizon calmly.

  "So, what do you think of the East?" He said, handing a lollipop to Lucas.

  Lucas looked up at Dayvon, then he took the lollipop he had offered him. As soon as Lucas put the lollipop in his mouth, he felt a strange coolness wash over him, then he felt all his discomfort vanish instantly.

  Caught in a feeling of freshness, Lucas looked up and looked calmly towards the vast plain that stretched around them.

  The light blue sky extended as far as the eye could see, and the singing of the birds accompanied the whisper of the wind.

  He remained silent for a few seconds, then touched by the beauty of the environment, he sketched a small smile.

  "It's beautiful... I never imagined that the view would be so beautiful," he said calmly.

  He paused briefly before adding, in a slightly shy tone:

  "I'm really happy to be here with you, big brother. Even though we met again just two months ago, you agreed to make this trip with me despite your occupations, and that's enough for me. "

  Dayvon remained motionless for a moment, his eyes fixed on Lucas. Then he crouched down to his level, his expression becoming soft.

  "You know... I really like spending such moments between brothers. "

  "Even though I know these moments will be rare in the future, I will take full advantage of the time the gods give us," he added calmly with a smile on his face.

  Lucas, touched by his brother's words, lowered his head slightly, a little embarrassed, but a sincere smile appeared on his lips.

  Dayvon, looked at him for a moment, then calmly brought his hand to his neck.

  He calmly took out a thin silver chain from the collar of his uniform, revealing a pendant inlaid with a blue stone.

  "Say... do you still have yours ?" He asked, showing the pendant, whose blue stone reflected the sunlight.

  Lucas was surprised for a moment. Then his fingers instinctively touched his necklace.

  "Of course... I never took it off," he said calmly while looking tenderly at his pendant.

  Dayvon observed Lucas, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, then he said calmly:

  "I think Layna has already told you the essentials about these pendants... so I'm really looking forward to you awakening your powers."

  Lucas' eyes widened slightly.

  "Really ?" he asked.

  Dayvon nodded, then slowly straightened up.

  "Yes, in a few years we won't be together often anymore... so don't hesitate to use your pendant to talk to me when you awaken your powers," he said in a calm tone, with a calm face.

  Lucas let a big smile appear on his lips.

  "Don't worry... I'll even call you for the slightest occasion," he said in an enthusiastic tone.

  After Lucas' words, Dayvon stood still for a moment, watching him with a sincere smile on his lips.

  In this moment of silence, the sun's rays illuminated the faces of the two boys, then a gentle wind blew, making their hair wave.

  At that moment, a voice sounds behind them.

  "Your Highnesses, the carriage is ready again. "

  The two brothers turned around, and saw a royal guard bowed respectfully in front of them.

  Dayvon nodded calmly, then stared at Lucas.

  "It's time... get up Lucas," he said calmly.

  Lucas nodded with a smile on his lips, then he quickly straightened up, before stretching his body for a few seconds. After that, they headed together to the carriage, while the servants closed the chests and the knights resumed their positions.

  When Dayvon and Lucas boarded the carriage, and the procession slowly started again.

  The horses' hooves hit the ground at a regular pace, accompanied by the soft crackling of the wheels on the ground.

  Thus the convoy finally entered the vast expanses of the East.

  On both sides of the path, the magnificent landscapes bathed in a golden glow followed one another.

  The wind made the tall grass wave, like a sea in motion.

  In places, we saw herds of antelopes or light bison, galloping freely through the full.

  Further on, rivers winding between the hills and the plains reflected the sun's rays, drawing bursts of light on the stones.

  Birds with bright feathers furrowed through the sky, forming colorful spirals over the fields and plains. Their songs mixed with the whisper of the wind and the regular runoff of the water.

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  As the procession progressed, the relief changed.

  They crossed green hills, and at one point, they passed near a mountain path from where you could see a magnificent waterfall.

  Lucas, his face glued to the glass, was amazed throughout the trip, and observed these different shows without a word.

  After driving for a good hour, the procession reached a small forest where imposing trees rose towards the sky.

  Their deep green leaves filtered the sunlight, casting moving shadows on the ground.

  A few moments after reaching the forest, the procession stopped near a place where the density of the trees was getting lower.

  The horses blew lightly, and calm returned, only disturbed by the rustling of the wind in the foliage.

  Surprised by this sudden stop, Lucas turned to Dayvon, looking for an explanation in his eyes.

  But without saying a word, Dayvon calmly opened the carriage door and went down quietly.

  Immediately, a maid rushed to him, gently removed her cape, and carefully took her in her arms.

  Afterwards, Dayvon took black gloves, and put them on calmly.

  "Come with me Lucas," said Dayvon in a calm voice.

  Lucas, slightly skeptical, obeyed without asking a question and went down in turn. The bright air of the forest had a strong smell of sap.

  Dayvon then took a path through the woods, and Lucas followed him hastily. As they walked, Arden joined them, and they continued to travel together.

  They walked for a few minutes, along the gnarled roots, while the regular singing of the birds hidden between the branches echoed in the environment.

  Arden and Dayvon, being a few steps ahead of Lucas, reached a small clearing covered with green grass first.

  This clearing was slightly elevated, offering a magnificent view of the city of Kirven, which stretched out on the horizon.

  Kirven is the capital of Webster County.

  It is a prosperous place known for its colorful festivities and flourishing trade.

  From the clearing, you could see its wide wall that protected the city with a drawbridge in its center, and, even further away, you could see different large buildings cutting out under the sunlight.

  Arden and Dayvon remained silent, and calmly observed the city for a few seconds.

  "At first glance, this city exudes nothing special," Arden said in a relaxed tone, while putting his hands behind his neck.

  "You're right," Dayvon replied calmly, arms crossed.

  "Even if it's to test my skills, Father would not entrust me with a simple kidnapping case... there is necessarily something hidden in this city," he added in a calm tone.

  "You're absolutely right. This city must surely hide something interesting," Arden replied calmly, with a corner smile.

  "And what if we tried to observe him with our powers," he added, his eyes gleaming with a predatory madness.

  Instantly, Arden prepared to activate his power.

  But before he made any gesture, Dayvon hit him dryly on the ribs with the back of his hand.

  "Hey... don't forget that if you activate your power, Sir Hallan's spell will dissipate, and you'll have to say goodbye to your discretion," Dayvon said in a calm but slightly angry voice.

  Arden grimaced, rubbing his ribs.

  "Yeah, Yeah, it's okay I got it... you didn't need to hit me, seriously. "

  After Arden's words, Dayvon let out a slight sigh, then looked away thoughtfully.

  "He is always looking for thrills... but his idea of observing the city differently could be the solution to our questions," he thought.

  Then without a word, Dayvon closed his eyes, and a golden glow began to spread around him.

  His eyelids trembled, and when he opened his eyes again, his irises lit up with a deep gold, crossed by green filaments that seemed to move slowly inside.

  When his power was activated, a wave of energy spread around them, and the birds that were in the branches suddenly flew away and passed over Arden and Dayvon, causing a rain of green leaves.

  At that moment, for Dayvon, every living being, every tree, every insect, every breath of wind, and each flow of energy carried a specific light imprint.

  So, Dayvon, began to calmly observe Kirven below. His eyes slowly scanned the streets, buildings, as well as along the walls.

  Everything seemed peaceful at first glance, but when Dayvon looked toward the Northeast, he noticed a strange dark blue energy undulating above the buildings.

  At that moment, without knowing why, his heart began to beat, and an intense desire to kill was born in him.

  At his side, Arden noticed that Dayvon's energy seemed to become slightly unstable, and he asked himself some questions.

  "Hey, what do you see to react like that?" he asked in a calm but slightly skeptical tone.

  Hearing these words, Dayvon resumed his calm, but he remained silent for a few moments. He did not understand where this desire to kill came from, but he perfectly recognized the feeling he felt when he saw this strange energy.

  "Hm, why... why did I react as if I was facing my natural enemy?" he thought, his gaze darkening and losing all emotion.

  "Hey, tell me exactly everything you saw... after your reaction, you must not leave me in total obscurity," said Arden in a calm voice.

  Dayvon stared at him for a few seconds, then in a calm voice, he asked:

  "Tell me, Arden, what are the neighborhoods that occupy the Northeast of Kirven?"

  Arden, in total incomprehension, stared at him for a moment, then in a calm voice, he said:

  "It's hard what you're asking, I've only been to this city twice, and at that time I was still at the academy. "

  "But well... if I remember correctly, it's in this part of the city where the slums are supposed to be located," he replied in a slightly hesitant voice.

  At that moment Dayvon's gaze remained impassive.

  "The slums huh," he said, looking at Kirven again.

  "As the way, why did you ask me this question? Arden asked in an intrigued tone.

  Dayvon slowly opened his mouth, preparing to answer. But before a single one came out of his mouth, a voice suddenly rose behind them.

  "Hey, you really think I have as long legs as you," Lucas said brutally, breathless.

  At that moment Arden and Dayvon turned around instantly, and when they saw Lucas, they immediately understood that they had made a blunder.

  "Oops..." whispered Arden.