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Fanfic: Asra Tales

Subtitle: Die Geschichten aus Asra

Chapter: Market and goblins

There was a knock on Sylphie and Vereesa's door. The dark elf opened it and looked into it

excited face of Gill. "Uh, good evening uhm, I'm here to pick up Miss Sylphie"

Vereesa grinned "Well, you're really a cutie" She pinched his cheek "Hey stop it!" She drove

someone from behind. Vereesa withdrew, giggling, and cleared the way for Sylphie. you

wore her evening dress because she didn't want to overdo it. “Hey Gill can we go?” “Yes, yes can

we. You look really adorable "Sylphie's face flushed with shame. Vereesa saw him

both of them grinning afterwards as they left.

Soon afterwards they were sitting in a small restaurant near the village center. Already deep in conversations

The two of them enjoyed their meal, entangled. The restaurant was well filled with guests. Among them

Sylphie also saw Pernond as a very important man in Asra's politics.Sylphie wondered

nor where his guards are. But then she thought that maybe they were outside or

the politician didn't want her on his date. The conversations between her and Gill

became more intense and finally came the question that just had to come. Gill looked deep into her

the eyes "Say Sylphie .... Is there actually a man in your life?" Sylphie saw him

surprised, apparently she hadn't expected this question so early after all. She smiled. "One

Man? "Yes a man," Gill asked. Something prevented Sylphie from answering immediately,

but finally she shook her head slightly shyly and answered "no, unfortunately not" in the

Gill's eyes suddenly shone like that. "Then I have another question for you ..."

But before Gill could continue, there were screams and a dull from the next table

Noise. This sound comes from Pernond's lifeless body falling to the ground and theScream came from his companion. Sylphie and Gill jumped up to see what was going on. A

Figure dressed in dark robes with a sword in hand stood over the body of the

Politician, his gun soaked in his blood. "Damn an ​​assassin" The robed figure spotted them

two magicians and apparently immediately recognized them as such, for he raised his sword again

and rushed towards the two of them. But Gill and Sylphie were just able to avoid him. "Come on

out, we have to get out of the restaurant "called Sylphie to her companion and the two ran

Come on. But the robe figure apparently didn't want them to escape and followed them. As they

In front of the door a ball of fire rushed towards the figure. She was just able to give him one

Dodge jump. But suddenly the assassin's body was paralyzed and he knew too

how so. Sylphie had cast a spell and froze the figure's body. Gillstood in front of the figure "Tell us your client and your orders and we will think about it

us if we won't kill you. "He ordered the figure. The assassin laughed, or at least heard

the hotter croak. "Now die," Gill raised his hand to hold another fireball

throwing at him. But the figure also mumbled a formula and Sylphie felt her feel it

Control of her power and the spell she uses is withdrawn. Gill fired his magic

but the robe dodged with a leap and kicked him to the ground.

Then he dashed towards Sylphie, the point of his sword aimed at her face. She didn't have any

Time to say a new spell and Gill's magic wouldn't be in time either

Act. The sword rushed towards Sylphie. Screaming, she closed her eyes, she was dead

across from. Suddenly she felt a sharp gust of wind and a cold shower ran over herBack, that made her open her eyes again. But what she saw eluded her

Understanding. The sword hadn't hit her because it stopped. Between her and that

Assassin stood another figure. She was dressed all in black and her face was with

a long headscarf, the end of which was blowing in the wind, so hooded that the eyes are barely that way

were fairly visible. So she had stopped the sword, but ... with her bare hands.

A small flow of blood ran down the hand and down the arm. Gill stormed over to Sylphie "Everything

okay? "Sylphie nodded" Yes but ... who is that? Is that one of our people? "Gill

thought briefly "No, our people carry the symbol of the free countries on their backs, me

I have no idea who it could be "The croaking voice of the assassin interrupted the

both when she said to the second figure in black "Who are you and why are you bothering me?"

The assassin received no answer "Well, you don't want to answer then die" The assassin

increased the pressure on his opponent's hand. A clang echoed through the night. "What the"

panted Sylphie the figure in black had not let go of the blade of the sword as expected

but ... she had broken it off. "He just destroyed the blade of the sword," stuttered

Gill "Who is this" The fight continued. The assassin was visibly irritated by this action

backed up a leap and flung some throwing knives at the figure. This fought them off with one

Another blow and approached the robe. The assassin was getting quite restless now. "Damn it

Bastard, finally tell me what you want "" I want to drink your blood "the figure finally answered.

But none of those present liked the answer "Did you hear that?" Asked SylphieGill, he nodded. The assassin got up again. "Well let's end it then

we'll see whose blood is flowing here "He drew a dagger and ran towards his opponent.

But this reacted faster. With a hell of a speed and inhuman strength

the stranger rammed his open hand through his body. A few moments

nobody moved anymore. The assassin clutched the arm of the figure of his body

"bastard" he gasped before he lost consciousness. Pulled jerkily

the figure in black back her arm and let the lifeless body fall to the ground. With a

With a lightning-fast movement she let the blood splash from her hand. Then she turned away from that

Remove the corpse and walk away. “Hold, wait!” Sylphie called after her. Gill and she came up with that

Strangers to "Thank you for your help. We would like to show our gratitude.How is yours

Name "The figure turned around. Sylphie and her companion felt a cold chill

Move. The stranger's eyes literally burned in their blood-red glow. Gill followed up

“What's your name?” But the figure didn't answer. A sudden wind swirled thousands

Leaves up that enveloped the figure and suddenly it was gone. "What the" muttered Gill and

Sylphie couldn't shake the feeling that it all seemed so familiar to her. Well dared

finally the people from the restaurant who were hiding in the house and from the

Peeked windows. They asked Sylphie and Gill whether everything was okay and they offered

to invite them. But Sylphie and Gill wanted to go back. Back in

Schloss Sylphie said goodbye to Gill and went to her room. When she opened the door

she noticed that Vereesa was not alone.Rin was with her, apparently she wasn't the only one

wanted to have a nice evening. “Hey guys, how are you?” Vereesa looked puzzled

to "Well back already? Wasn't the date to your liking or what?" Sylphie shook

the head "No that's not it. There was a ... little incident" and so Sylphie told her

Friends what had happened. When she finished speaking, Rin no longer kept his secret either

for himself, he told of the downfall of Kinto and of the awakening of Naze. When he was done too

there was an oppressive silence in the room. "Tell me," began Vereesa, "I can't imagine

that this figure saved Gill and Sylphie .... was Majoh? "Sylphie was already on it

thought. It had occurred to her on the way back. She had almost forgotten Majoh, he was

just a shadow of her memories. "Why not," replied Rin, "But then the question ariseswhich is why he has not yet shown himself to us. "Vereesa tilted her head" Maybe he has his

Reasons "Rin nodded" I think we shouldn't worry about it tonight

break. We should go to sleep "They wished each other a good night and Rin let them both

Girl alone. Vereesa soon fell asleep, but Sylphie did not want her into the realm of the

Follow dreams. Her mind revolved around the events and their previous conversation. Was it

possible that Majoh was back? But why did he stay in secret? Sylphie does all that thinking

tired and so she finally fell asleep.

The next day began. Sylphie woke up very late. Vereesa was already gone, probably

to have breakfast. Today was a day off, as long as nothing happened, there was none for the warriors

Reason to be on duty, you just trained. Sylphie decided to go for a walk andthen something to eat. She got dressed and got up.

Today was a market and the city was full of people. Sylphie strolled through the streets. The people

did not seem to care about the disputes of the countries. Even the kids romped around and

were playing ball. One of the children accidentally kicked the ball in the wrong direction. He rolled

right in front of Sylphie's feet, she picked him up. A little girl came up to her and saw her

big eyes. Sylphie held out the ball to her "Here your ball" the girl beamed over both of them

Ears and took the ball in her little arms. Sylphie looked after her with a smile when she returned

tripped to her friends, but suddenly that smile stuck in her throat. Your

Attention was drawn to a booth run by a little goblin. But it was

not the goblin who was so interesting, because even if many of them were the dark troopsserved, there were also many who only wanted to seek their luck in the trade. What more Sylphie

interested was the customer the goblin was serving. She was holding a sack with that

Explosive powder in hand, which the goblin was selling and testing just under the advice of

little creature the quality of the goods. Her lay, silver-gray hair was in a long braid

braided and she wore a mask that covered her face from the nose down, anyway

their clothes were reminiscent of an assassin, but that didn't seem to bother anyone. "The

it's "Sylphie muttered to herself. Indeed that was the woman with the
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