《I Am An Imitator, Don't Show Me Your Skills》Chapter 172: Leal Durmada
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Nine years had passed, and the two fated souls had led connected but different lives from one another. Inside one of the rooms inside the castle of the kingdom of Erela. The nine years old third prince of the kingdom of Erela, Prince Leal Durmada was sitting in front of a large mirror while staring at his long blonde hair being combed by the attendants assisting him.
"Prince Leal, your hair is so beautiful." Said one of the elves who were attending him while expressing a gentle smile on her face.
A proud smile emerged from Leal's beautiful, young face. However, he did not say a word and just kept his silence.
"Our hair is the symbol of our people's pride and glory, so taking care of yours is extremely important. An elf with damaged much more cut hair only means the lack of pride and glory of that elf." Said the other one while gently combing Leal's hair while smiling at him.
A gentle knock on the door sounded and one of the attendants opened the door. What came out of the door was an extremely beautiful image of a man, such refinement that it seemed like the elegance of his face would never fade. Without the usual proud expression he was always wearing, Prince Alric smiled at his little brother as he stood next to the door.
"Are you done, Little brother?"
In an instant, Leal's face was filled with joy upon seeing him. He immediately stood up and ran toward his big brother with a huge smile on his face. "Big Brother Alric!"
"Prince Leal, your hair."
On the other hand, Prince Alric squatted to level his little brother's height and accepted his hug.
"Big Brother Alric! Where have you been?" Leal asked with audible longing in his young voice.
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Prince Alric gently chuckled. "I was just away for two weeks and you have already missed me?" He patted Leal's head and gently smiled at him. "I had to oversee our sentries outside the kingdom to assure the safety of our people living outside the barrier from intruders, there have been a lot of waves of them lately."
"Why do you have to do that hard task? Can't you just assign someone? Please do, so we can finally play together... Big Brother Hien was not fun to play with... he wasn't good at playing as a villain."
"I can hear you, you know?" Prince Hien came inside the room, his face expressing a gentle smile. "How about me? I don't have a hug? To think that I put up with your extreme way of playing knight against demon games. And that's what I would hear? How saddening."
Leal ran toward Prince Hien and hugged him too. "Of course, it's just a joke. You are very fun to be with."
Prince Hien smiled and patted his head. "You are adorable, so I will forgive you. But try not to accidentally stab my eye next time."
The three of them laughed.
Prince Alric stood up and walked towards the corridor. "Before we go to the parade for our father's birthday celebration, the Elder council wants to see you first."
Leal repeatedly nodded. "Sure, I wonder what gift they will give me this time." And walked beside Prince Alric through the corridor.
"That's the only thing you are after? You really are my little brother." Prince Hien commented while walking behind the two.
"Oh, I remember. When are you going to teach me elemental magic, Big brother Alric?" He connected his index fingers and as he separated them again, a white web materialized that attached to both of his fingers. "I'm sick of this useless skill, I can't even do something decent with it. I want to learn wonderful elemental magic like what you have! Just like you, I want to cast powerful thunder strikes too!"
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"There is no need for a rush, we have a lot of time. For now, enjoy your time as a young boy, and when the right time comes, I will be the one teaching you." Prince Alric smirked. "Or if you really are that eager to learn now, you can ask your big brother Hien to teach you."
"Eh, I don't think Ice magic is for me."
"Just like I said, I can hear you two."
After a few minutes of walking, they reached a certain room with two wooden doors. As two of the knights stationed outside opened the door, the three of them entered the room with their heads up high. What greeted them were the delighted smiles of the three people sitting on the high platform of the room.
Farga, who was sitting in the middle, stood up and slowly raised both of his arms sideways while staring at the youngest prince of the kingdom of Erela. "The three glorious princes of the kingdom of Erela."
With an innocent but proud smile on his beautiful face. Leal walked forward and bowed before the three people on the platform. "Greetings, The three glorious members of the great Elder council."
At the same time, the three people on the platform expressed identical ambiguous smiles on their elegant faces.
***
At one of the boundaries of the kingdom of Erela, far away from civilization, hidden in the shelter of the great forest. A certain image emerged from the concealment of the thick trees and tall grasses. Coming out from the forest towards the capital of the kingdom.
Her white skin lit up as the sun touched it, her back-length, messy, jet-black hair was bouncing as she swiftly walked through the grassy land. With a smile full of life on such an innocent face that had nothing that could be seen but kindness. A very young elegance that was completely apparent despite wearing an almost worn-out set of clothing that almost resembled a rug.
Her smile became wider as she passed through the almost transparent, white barrier like it was not even there. And her gem-like twinkling pair of jet black eyes brightened up more as she saw the view of the kingdom, which she had not seen for a while, and just decided to come for one purpose.
To greet her hero on his birthday.
"I just wish I can get even a little glimpse of King Asmit this time." She said using such a soft voice before running towards the capital barefoot.
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