It was another cloudy day, not too cold and not too warm. It was a perfect day for you to go out of your research laboratory— to stretch up, get some exercise— which would be the last thing you'd ever do. For there was only one thing on your To-Do-List: test out your Magic Tool Inventions.

The Empire was vast enough for you to do as you wish without interrupting anyone but still, you made your way to the rear where only the unused training grounds could be found.

"(First Name)? What are you doing here?"

You made a face upon recognizing that voice, "I just arrived here, Judar. What are you trying to pull this time?"

"Me?" He asked, an innocent smile on his face.

"Don't you dare go acting innocent around me now," you glared at him playfully.

"Well, I was just going to Hakuryuu and—"

"Leave him alone, Judar."

Judar looked around the materials you brought with you, "So what're these for?"

"Glad you asked! See these—"

"Ah, I don't care after all. Save me the details."

You rolled your eyes, "Why bother asking, stupid Judar..."

"So, anything interesting?" he asked again, peering into the pile. A red gem caught his attention so he took it.

"Wanna try that on?"

"Huh?"

"Well, I'd be honored if the Great Magi could help me with my research. After all, you're so great and powerful—"

"Damn right I am."

"Language!" You snapped playfully.

The Magi of the Kou Empire as my guinea pig. You could only relish the thought.

With his consent, you wasted no time to insert the red gem on his forearm.

"Now, try calling the rukh," you instructed.

Still bemused, he did as asked, but nothing happened. "What on earth is this?"

"It's called Magoi Reverse Tool, a device made with the purpose of preventing the flow of Magoi from external means."

"I didn't understand a word you just said."

"That's given, after all, you're my stupid Judar," you claimed with a hearty smile.

Judar rolled his eyes as he removed the magic tool and tossed it towards your direction. Thanks to your Gravity Magic, you were able to catch it. "So, it's useless then."

"Sure, like yo—" A sudden presence cut you off.

"What's going on here?" Came from a poisonous voice you hated.

"Ah, Ithnan!" Judar casually called, completely oblivious to the man's cold tone.

But the Al-Thamen member turned his attention to you, "Were you experimenting on the High Priest again, (First Name)?"

You didn't answer nor acknowledge the intruder.

Judar draped an arm around your shoulder, taking up to himself to fill the silence. "We were just playing around, weren't we, (First Name)?"

Again, you glared at Ithnan, remaining quiet about whatever fuss was going on.

"This better be the last time I see this kind of a mess. You shouldn't be doing trivial matters on our Magi, understand?" With a scowl, he let the matter go and left the scene without another fuss.

"Remind me again why you hate Ithnan so much?" Judar asked, amused at the unfriendly look you had earlier.

"I'm leaving, Judar. I don't want to see that bastard again." You waved your wand, commanding the rukh for Gravity Magic to do its work— the pile of your magic tool inventions floated as you turned to leave at once.

No thanks to your talents, the second Emperor or the pig made you one of the generals of the Kou Empire's Western Subjugation Army. You were the only one in that seat who never conquered a dungeon seeing it was futile if you did.

"I HEARD YOU WENT TO BALBADD?" Once again, Judar caused destruction upon the outskirts of Balbadd, hurting a lot of people and destroying buildings in the process. In addition, he even got hurt. "WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN?"

"How about don't?"

"Didn't I tell you that you didn't have to follow as those stupid masked bastards say?"

"Yeah, but I wanted to get that shit done and over with."

You placed a hand onto Judar's forehead, "Are you still sick?"

"In the head? Perhaps," he smirked.

"Arsehole, I was worried, you know!"

"Now that you reminded me, how did you know? Who told you?"

"Well, I heard from Prince Kouen that they sent you to Balbadd. Coincidentally, Princess Kougyoku was also there so I heard what happened from her."

Judar wasn't a patient man but you were no fool either to see that he only listens to you despite your lengthened explanations.

"That so."

"So, you met the stupid king."

"Ah, you mean Sinbad?"

"Did he get uglier? If I've known Ja'far was with hi—"

"You still like that rat? You know he hates you though—"

"That's the point, Judar. It's such a happy shit to mess with him—" you trailed off as you saw him walking away from you, of course, you followed him. "Where are you going?"

"Away from you."

"I'm not done with you yet!"

"I am so done with you."

"Come back here, you little—"

He stuck out his tongue playfully. "No can do!"

Without further delay, he floated— flew onto the air.

You didn't miss the chance to follow him, using one of your Magic Tool Inventions.

"And now you went to SINDRIA OF ALL PLACES?" Why on earth does the news always arrive late when it comes to Judar? It must be those masked bastards' doing.

"(First Name), shut it... it's too early for this."

"NOPE. I'M MAD AT YOU AND I HAVE A REASON TO BE! WHY CAN'T YOU REALIZE THAT AL-THAMEN IS USING YOU LIKE A PUPPET AND YOU CAN IGNORE THOSE SHITTY BIT—"

Judar spared you a glance before saying, "So, what's the real reason?"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TAKE ME WITH YOU?!"

"You little shit—"

"Get up, Prince Kouen wants to see us."

"Nop—" he wasn't able to finish his sentence when you suddenly pulled him off his bed, so he landed on the cold floor.

Without another word, you ran away from the scene.

"GET BACK HERE, (FIRST NAME)!"

Since he couldn't move due to the impact, you returned without fear, daring a peek on his door, "No can do!" you sang playfully.