The Moonlight Swordsman



"Why would I go for a walk instead of drinking here?" Soren asked with raised brows.

So, the princess wants Soren for tonight," Raven thought.

"This is an order as your princess; come with me now," Zareena said in a serious tone. 

She rose effortlessly from her chair and left the restaurant. The familiar sound of a resigned sigh escaped Soren's lips as he quietly stood up, mirroring her departure. 

Daisy, Seraphine, and Raven were left behind, where they remained seated at the table, glasses in hand.

"What about you both? Interested to join me?" Raven asked.

"Daisy, come with me," Seraphine said, and then she walked out of the restaurant. 

Daisy slightly bowed towards Raven and then followed her. 

"Guess, I will enjoy myself."

Outside...

Daisy walked quietly in Seraphine's wake, their silhouettes disappearing into the bustling background of the entertainment zone.

They made their way through the busy streets in silence, their steps perfectly timed to the rhythm of the crowding mob. 

The alluring sounds of music and laughter swirled around them, intertwining with the scent of exotic foods and the shimmering glow of colorful lights. 

Daisy and Seraphine were pulled to the stall by the enticing smell of seafood cooking over an open flame. 

They stared longingly at the carnival of skewered treats, each item promising a rush of savory ecstasy. 

Seraphine's eyes shimmered with anticipation, a glimmer of excitement dancing within her gaze as she confidently placed an order for two skewers. 

"So tell me, how can I be more like you?" Seraphine said as she enjoyed her food.

"Like me? I didn't get it."

"You have so many people that love you and care about you. And even I feel a little comfortable around you.

"There is someone who always nags me to become more open and try to live more freely," Seraphine said, with a little blush on her face.

"May I ask who it is, if you don't mind?"

"Hazel," she replied.

"Oh..okay hmm... I mean, first of all, you should try to talk more. Always minding your own business doesn't sound good. 

"I mean, at least try to talk more and engage more with the ones you like.

"With Hazel, you try to ask more about her, try to know more about what she likes, what she wants to aspire to be, and that type of thing," Daisy replied.

"Okay, I will keep that in mind," Seraphine said.

"Can I ask you something now?" this time Daisy asked.

"Sure, go ahead."

"Why are you helping me?"

"I want to get into the good books of Aizel and the War Goddess," Seraphine replied.

"Well, you might be able to get close to Vespara, but you should forget about him," Daisy replied.

"Why is that so?"

"Because he hates this world and its people.

"I hardly think he will be able to make a single friend other than us," Daisy sighed.

*****

The Next Day,

Edumont's voice carried a sense of urgency as he relayed his findings to the rest of the group. 

He informed them that whispers had reached his ears, indicating the presence of followers of the cursed magi in the town. 

His words hinted at the possibility that their intended targets might have arrived a day earlier, setting the stage for a potential confrontation. 

"At least this is better, we don't have to wait one more day," Zareena replied after hearing that.

"Yes princess, now let's plan to catch that bastard," Raven said.

She noticed that Edumont was trying to avoid his gaze for some reason.

"Why are you acting like this?" She asked.

"W-What do you mean?"

"Buffon I didn't do anything last night. I was just teasing, and you fucking left me."

"Huh.."

"Alright, you can discuss this type of thing later; first, let's head to where the group is staying," Zareena interrupted them.

With haste, the group donned their distinctive robes and left. 

Their destination lay in the northern part of the town, where an inn exclusive to other races awaited their arrival.

Humans were not granted entry within its walls, but a few meters away from the inn, the group settled outside a humble stall.

They had their food quickly, but their eyes never stopped searching for danger or the people they were looking for.

"Do they wear something unique?" Raven asked.

"Not that I know of," Edumont replied.

"So we can only focus on a man who has long black hair and a little tan skin."

"Yes," Zareena nodded and said.

"So, how should we lure him? We can't attack there, right? It will create a lot of mess," Edumont inquired, as he sip's his tea.

"That's the easiest job," Princess replied, a sly smile appearing on her face.

"How so, princess?"

"That guy thinks with his dick. We only have to send Raven to lure him; he will go anywhere after her just to have a taste of her," she said.

"Haha, then it will be an easy job to do, princess. Maybe we should wait for him to head towards the entertainment zone."

"Yes,"

The group talked amongst themselves while keeping their eyes peeled and ears perked for any indication of their evasive prey. 

As the night progressed, they were rewarded for their patience with the appearance of an odd sight.

A group of five men emerged from the inn, their destination set for the lively entertainment zone. 

Amongst them stood the desired figure—a tan-skinned human with flowing black hair. This was one of the cursed magi they had been seeking—their target at last.

The group silently followed behind their prey, keeping their distance while simultaneously blending in with the surrounding crowd. 

With each step, they skillfully merged with the masses, their presence concealed amidst the sea of faces. 

They proceeded steadily so as not to raise suspicion, keeping their goal out of sight within the fluctuating pace of the mob. 

Like shadows in the night, they continued their pursuit.

The cursed magi and their minions finally stopped in front of an impressive structure, its towering front inviting them within.

Without hesitation, they crossed the threshold and disappeared into its depths. 

"Raven, you know what to do now."

"Yes Princes, leave it to me,"