ALL NOVEL Chapter 3: Carne, Part three (10)
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Gazef Stronoff looked at the villagers standing in front of him. There seemed to be the village chief, his wife, and two others. Gazef first eyed the tall and dark monster the looked to have been wrought from hell itself, then to the woman of utter beauty beside him.
She had on what appeared to be a crown of old bleached wood, the head that it lay on was what one could call utter beauty. Her garb was that of royalty, as was her mannerisms. It was hard for him to tear his eyes away from her.
Then there was the other man standing slightly behind and off to the side of her. His back was straight, and his eyes told Gazef all he needed to know about his character. His hair was white, yet age didn’t seem to care too much about him. Gazef then decided to introduce himself. After all, he had just gotten here and hadn’t done so.
“I am the chief warrior of the Re-Estize kingdom, Gazef Stronoff,” he announced himself, and the villagers relaxed visibly.
The mysterious woman still regarded him with a slightly incredulous gaze, as if he would attack at a moment’s notice. At least, he thought it was an incredulous gaze. He couldn’t really tell with the barely moving face muscles.
“Greetings chief warrior, it seems you have gotten here just in time. We were attacked by a group of men wearing the armor of the empire,” the village chief said, “if this woman, lady Momonga hadn’t come to save us, then we would all have been doomed,” he spoke with slight awe and fear, then gestured to the woman.
Gazef then got off of his horse and made his way over to the woman. The man behind her tensed slightly, and Gazef realized that he hadn’t gotten the man’s name. He looked back to Lady Momonga and reached out his hand he grabbed hers and kissed the back of it.
He couldn’t see this, but her eyes widened slightly in response. Sebas made a move to step forward, but Momonga gestured for him to stay put, and he did so. Gazef looked back up and spotted her eyes turned back to the Butler of steel.
“Thank you, My lady. If you hadn’t been here, then this whole village would have been turned into rubble,” he said, then turned back to the village chief, “I apologize for not being here sooner.”
The older man looked shocked somewhat, and floundered around for a bit. But Momonga was there to pick up the slack, so to speak. When she spoke, it was like church bells ringing.
“The Apology isn’t welcome, but not needed. As one of my friends of old would say, “saving a person in trouble is always the right thing to do,” so I intend to keep to that,” she said with a poise filled tone.
Gazef stared at the woman in shock. He had never heard of this woman, or whatever order she came from, as it was obvious that she was magical. However, she had just earned more of his respect in the short time talking and meeting with her, than the nobles of the capital.
“If there is anyway I can repay you for this debt to the kingdom, then simply name it,” he said to her in a rather tight confidence.
She seemed slightly contented to just stand there and think over his words after he had declared so to her. The way that she put a hand to her chin reminded him superficially of Princess Renner. The thought was so strange, yet right in his mind, that his expression went blank for a bit.
She then looked beyond him, seemingly spotting something. A slight smile came to her barely moving face. Gazef furrowed his brows in slight confusion at this and turned around. There, at the top of the hill outside of town, was a man.
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They had retreated back to the village chief’s house for right now. Momonga was thinking about what to do for now. She had killed the majority of the men that had invaded her home, and now she seemingly had to kill more. This side quest she was going on to spread her name around this world was seemingly getting rather sidetracked.
She looked out the window of the building to spot the man and other men setting up arch angel flames periodically around the village. She then looked at the chief warrior, which was a silly title by the way, with a side eye. He seemed to notice, and turned his fully bearded face to look at her.
“Well, well, well, you seem to be rather popular in the country. Aren’t you Gazef? After all, there is nothing of note in this village, the only thing that could be is access to herbs. However, I doubt divine magic casters need such things right now,” she said.
Gazef merely hummed in response and kept his eyes directly on her. This made her nervous as she had never been stared at this hard before, except for maybe the NPCs like Albedo. Though, she was a special case. She then turned her own face to look at him.
It was then that she noticed Sebas’s hands were clenched, as he seemingly took offence to Gazef staring so openly at his master. She then glanced at him, and his hands unclenched. She smiled at this then roved her gaze back over to Gazef.
“So, what do you do now? I know what I’m going to do, stay in this village and protect these people, yet that is also your duty. However, at the same time you need to slay those fools out there. If they come here, that would put them in danger, no?” she enticed him.
He didn’t seem to take the bait as he simply closed his eyes and hummed in frustration once more. Momonga slightly smiled in her heart at his reaction. Ever since inheriting the mantle of, “Armageddon Evil,” from Ulbert she started to enjoy teasing people a bit.
“I shall ride out and slay those people who hunt me, and who kill many others to simply slay me,” he stated.
He then opened up his eyes once more, an even more determined look upon his visage. He then spoke in a rather well assured voice. As if whatever gods were true in the world had told him the truth.
“I have your word on the defense of this town, on this village?” he simply asked.
“I just said I would, didn’t I?” she retorted. “But that reminds me, keep this little gift,” she said as she passed a little trinket to the man.
Gazef held out his open palm, and Momonga dropped a little wooden carved. Against his better judgment, Gazef chuckled at the silly little carving. He smiled, and thanked her for the thing.
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