RAINA DINESCHA (Creature Without Shape)
FOUR

Clossiana Frigga was concentrating on Moth, who was perched on her shoulders, to find Rai in the market crowd as a gatekeeper approached.

“You are a stranger,” said the guard. “Ten cents.”

“What?”

The guard raised his chin on the entourage at the side. It turned out that the Dwarves were about to trade. The little man sat controlling a donkey pulling a cart full of stuff. His friends are in the back. He handed a small bag of money to the guard who inspected his luggage carefully.

“I am not here to trade,” said the girl patiently. After all he had no money Alfar.

“But you're a stranger,” said the guard. Recently the City of Paradise visited by the Arrivals. They are called Vier-gene, the Mixed People, whose emergence shook the world of Eartha because it was considered to violate the destiny of nature. The Kingdom of Vanaheimr once issued a decree extermination of the Mixed, but then subsided after the civil war. From then on Vier-gene began to spread. Now seeing it firsthand becomes a new enthusiasm. Their habit of wearing robes traveled like this girl. “Nona, every foreigner is obliged to pay tax. You're a Visitor, right?”

Moth finds Rai's signal. Frigga did not want to miss too far. “Take the change,” he said give up silver with the logo of the twin dragons. The Vanaheimr currency.

The keeper was excited to get the jakpot, but was then startled. “This ... isn't it?” when he looked up, the girl had already disappeared.

In a market hustle, in a gun shop, a greedy-faced man feels crazy to the point of strangling a persistent infuriating girl wanting a bow at a bargain price. “Nona, I told you, there is no low price for this bow!” he said he was out of breath.

“You just need to lower it a little." The black-haired girl who was driven by the horse did not give up. His shy servant stood beside him, watching the transaction awkwardly.

“Slightly? You asked for 200 out of 500!”

“Good heart, my friend is on his birthday!”

“You should be generous! I trade to survive!”

“Good. I'll add 5 cents, okay?”

The seller kicked the chair. “Already, I didn't sell that bow. Go!”

“Can't! I already liked it!”

“Then pay 500!”

“Why not 200 only?”

The seller pulled back his chair, sat down, then took a deep breath. “Listen, Miss,” said overwhelmed. “This mushroom is very rare, made of South Sea Whale Bone. Only the only one in town!”

Rai, the antidote who wears fake hair on Leah's advice, sneers, “Just because the only one, I suspect you made it yourself and made up the story. Where are you sure this is genuine?” On the trip, Leah reminded her of a friend named Ren, a hunter boy, who she said was her birthday tomorrow. Rai doesn't know who he is, but since he's Raina's friend, what's wrong with giving gifts.

The seller vomited blood.

“That's original.” Colossiana Frigga who suddenly appeared, interjected after taking a quick look at it. The seller regains his energy.

“Finally smart people show up too!” he almost bowed in relief. “Good tone, your eyes are so sharp! Right, this is real. I bought it from a long time traveler. I had no intention of selling it, but I thought it was a pity that such a good bow kept hanging into a display on the wall, so I decided to sell it.”

“Good decision.”

The seller is happier.

“Who are you?” Rai knitting eyebrows. This stranger wears a hooded robe. Her stature was clearly a girl. “You want this bow too?”

Leah was surprised Clossiana Frigga could find them accurately. “Yang Mul—ah! Young Miss, she is—“

“You quickly forgot me!” Frigga uncovers the hood and reveals a beautiful face with gray eyes. The seller was amazed. "At the banquet, remember?” the proposal was so no response.

Rai had no time to think about it. “So, 205?” his attention had already returned to the bow, leaving Frigga stunned. This girl ignored him!

“Gosh! Miss, this bow is real! Original! If you can't pay, just go! Never come back again!”

“You appreciate this 500 silver?” Frigga asked.

“Don't be crazy!” Rai.

The seller breathed. “Although tempting, but that's an impossible price. Only 500 cents, but he,” accuses Rai, “ very stingy! If you so do not have money, do not force yourself to buy something expensive.”

“Oh.” Frigga understands. “Inexpensive. A rare bow like this, in my city, it costs about 10 silver.”

“APAAA?”

Even Leah was surprised. Before the seller finished counting, Rai slammed the money on the table. “500! Agree!” then fled. Leah obediently kept the bow in a multipurpose pouch.

The witch girl was not thinking. “You are rich, why should you bid?” ask when they get to a diner. Because it was past lunchtime, the store was in a state of deserted visitors.

Rai ignored. “Servant! Roasted chicken and mushroom soup! Drink orange juice.” Then turn to Leah. “What do you want to eat? Order as you like.”

“Nona, don't do this,” Leah's exhausted. It is appropriate for a servant to serve his master, not vice versa. After asking Frigga what she wanted, she rushed forward, ordering. Meanwhile, Rai chose the furthest table facing the window. The view outside is very crowded. People come and go. Sellers are busy at the store and shoppers are engrossed in shopping. On the street, a child cries because the candy falls. Looming before him was a hard-faced man. Not touched.

Frigga sat at the same table. Seeing Rai knitting unhappy brows, he followed his line of sight, but did not find anything strange. Leah came with their order. "It's delicious" he said while trying mushroom soup.

Rai frowned, just remembered this girl was following him since earlier. "Who are you?"

It's a little late, actually. Rai is always so, asking something after being missed for so long. That's if it's important enough to remember.

Leah is anxious with Rai's horrifying memory.

"Clossiana Frigga," Frigga answered confidently. "You can call me Clo. I saw you at the banquet, happened to want to take a walk and I followed you."

"Oh. So, your name is Clo ...," Just as soon as Rai was stunned. He always felt his face was not unfamiliar, and it was true! Now, he remembered! The face of the girl who claimed to be named Clo-whatever, looks exactly the same as the ghost of Clo! Could this be a coincidence? They can't be twins, right? Rai scanned the face closely, blatantly showing great curiosity.

Frigga felt strangely stared at so intensely. "What's wrong?"

"You look like someone" Rai answered honestly, surprising Frigga. "Do you have a twin brother?"

"No."

"Oh." Rai shifted his gaze. "Maybe I was wrong." Where is that noisy ghost in such a precarious moment? Rai was sure they were the same person. If Clo was already a ghost, who was he talking to now?

Suddenly Rai remembered Clo's request that day: ... Someone took my body!

Gee. Is this person experiencing a resurrection as well? Shade is tied to him. Is there any other great power capable of doing so besides him?

In his mind, Shade was offended. "Just a dust!"

Oh? So, there really is?

"No."

Then, what do you know?

Shade refused to answer. Really annoying!

Rai didn't say anything more. Frigga's distressed. Was I so boring that he wouldn't look at me twice? However, on second thought, they were only strangers. It was impossible to get along during the first meeting. Why the hell am I? He was not easy to get close to anyone, probably because his red hair and purple eyes reminded him of someone.

They eat in silence. Outside, the conversation flowed.

“You saw it? What are they like?” a girl's voice sounded curious.

Others answered proudly, “Sure. They came five. Four males and one female.”

Apparently they were talking about a guest from Vanaheimr. The person who answered clearly attended the banquet. Rai glanced through the open window and remembered Leah introducing the people at the banquet. The girl was the daughter of General Balin's family, otherwise he remembered her name as Camille. The four of them. Other than Camille, there was Rose, daughter of the Regional Office family. The rest, Rai did not know him.

“Only one female?” other voices joined. “Is she beautiful?”

“Lumayan. But, not looking soft enough,” Camille replied arrogantly.

“How about the others? Is handsome?”

“Handsome, but I'm curious about the hooded one. He did not reveal his face until the end. I think Fabian fits your type, Myra.”

“You mean, he's naughty?”

Rose laughs. “Eline, don't be so bad. They are handsome in their own way.”

“He's just envious,” Myra scoffs. “It's been this big still by itself.”

Eline, “Who is envious? I'm just waiting for a suitable person.”

“Like Prince Aezar, huh?” Camille tease.

Rai chokes on the soup.

“Prince is famous,” Eline said. "Honey, too high. After all, I was lazy to deal with the Stones brothers.”

It is an open secret that Peach and Ruby are after Prince Aezar. Almost all the girls in the city who admired the Prince gave up on talking about it. They're afraid of Stones. The two brothers did not hesitate to humiliate every girl who became his rival. Even if wishful thinking remains of the Prince, they can only do it secretly.

“Speaking about handsome man,” says Myra. “I heard there are more handsome than Prince Aezar.”

Rose, “Prince Ace?”

Camille smiled mischievously. “So, your type is like that? The cold one freezing? Ow. Lucky to be present today, so know your type.”

Rose blushing. “Not like that!”

Eline, “Stop dreaming! Their social status is sky-high, the marriage of a member of the Kingdom has been determined since birth.”

“Whose word are you?” Myra. “Another kingdom may be right, but His Majesty the King himself married his lover. Brother, don't worry, who knows if your wish could come true."

“Be quiet! Sister of course already knows it.” Camille was impatient. “So, who is it?”

Myra smiled mysteriously. “Have you never heard the rumors? His face is always covered with a hood and reportedly said his attitude is very cold, anti-social, stiff and aloof, he is also very genius! Become so great at such a young age! Everyone adores him!" His gaze swept across the faces that were listening curiously "Still ignorant? He is Prince Zen of Vanaheimr!”

Rai remarked in surprise, "If rumors say that the world alone does not know how he looks, how do they know that he is handsome? With his face so closed, who knew he had a flaw to hide. Like ... warts, for example?”

This picture is terrible. Leah shivered in fear, but Frigga laughed out loud. At the entrance, someone also laughed.

A girl in hunting clothes jumped up, sitting at the table facing Rai, still laughing. “Yo! Your imagination is indeed topnotch!”

Rai confused. This girl looks strong, her hair and eyes are light brown. Stepping it away like that, they should be close enough. Maybe he's one of Raina's friends.

Atlee, the hunter girl, grinned when Rai did not recognize her. "So, the news is true, that your memory is gone? I thought you were just kidding." He extended his hand. "Come, let's start over! I'm Atlee!"

Without hesitation, Rai welcomed his hand. Suddenly Atlee's grasp tightened, squeezing his hand firmly. Rai recognized his intention, replying casually. Challenging? Heh. He could too. "My name is R--"

"Miss Kaili, are you still hungry?" Leah interrupted nervously, worried that Rai was overwhelmed by her identity.

Kaili's?

It's a Raina's alias. Where could he possibly be wandering around the city with a real identity. Every time she sneaks out, Raina wears black wigs and wears regular clothes to blend in easily. Leah always carried a multipurpose bag with her, filling it with money and other Raina needs. Includes disguise tools. The Queen secretly gave him the pouch and prepared everything for her daughter. However, since Raina was so careless, she could only entrust it to her personal servant. Wherever Raina went, Leah followed her obediently.

Frigga is lucky to have Moth so can find it easily.

Rai immediately understood. The food at the table had a toilet, leaving behind a glass of orange juice. He swallowed it one gulp. "That's enough" he told Leah. Next to her hand tightened on the fingers of the Hunter Girl.

Atlee felt her hands numb, but refused to back down. “Let's compete somewhere else!"

Frigga sipped the last soup with a slight unhappiness. "It's not polite to disturb others to eat."

“Who are you?” Atlee pursed her nose. “I'm not talking to you. Yo! Kaili, don't tell me you're afraid of me?"

"Don't bother him" said Frigga again.

“Hey, blonde! I don't like people getting involved! Even if you are beautiful, move aside! Your face might get scratched if it gets too close!” Atlee turned, “How?”

Rai, “OK!”

Frigga was surprised because Rai agreed so easily. Leah immediately got up to pay for lunch. When finished, Rai and Atlee walked out of the store.

Rai was willing to come along because he wanted to delay his return a little longer. It would be even better if when he returned later, the Queen was already asleep. She had absolutely no recollection of her own promised dinner, leaving Leah who read her reverberation helpless.

Atlee led them to the square. People had gathered around the racecourse marked with green tendrils embedded in the ground. Children are busy carrying bamboo sticks that have one footing on the bottom, useful as a pedestal. It was a race race. This game requires skill and balance when riding it.

“Bos! You coming?” a dark youth approached Rai with an adoring look in his eyes. It seems that Raina had many friends, and somehow managed to impress this big, savage-looking young man, he thought. When he saw Atlee, his nose shriveled. “Do you force it to match again, Bird Feed?”

Atlee wasn't drowned. After all he and Algis had been fighting each other since childhood. He knew this hostility. Instead, he asked Rai. “Yakin follow?”

"Who is afraid!”

“Bos, this is just a kids game! You don't have to bother with this. Just sit back and watch, yeah?” Algis gave the order to three people who look like bodyguards, “Search for a comfortable bench and bring it here!”

Rai shook his hand. “I will fight until the end.”

Algis knew nothing could melt his resolve, so did not force any more. Adoration increases. “Good! Although this game is only a small scale, we have to fight to the end! I'm coming!"

Atlee. “Then, don't waste time and quickly buy your own stick! This one is mine.” He grabbed a pair of sticks from the boy who stood still like a statue. “You can wait while watching.” The boy nodded obediently, shifting to the sidelines, crammed with a crowd of adults. Looks pathetic.

“Your sister?” Rai asked.

Atlee answered her question, "From three days ago."

Rai surprised. "Your family adopted it?”

“Discovered nearly dead on the riverbank two weeks ago. Rain, hunger, skinny dry. It's light now.”

“What's the name?”

“He hasn't spoken to this day. Luckily, he understands our language. Probably mute. We call him Elam.”

Rai observed the little boy and immediately felt unfortunate for him. Leah came with a scepter. “Buy another one and give it to Elam,” he said as he pointed at the boy.

Frigga's impressed. "Have you always been like this, buying something for people?” This girl was kind to the stranger she first met, doing so without such awkwardness had become a habit long ago. Isn't the temperament of Princess Raina fierce and impatient? Why inversely proportional now?

Rai remembers craving for something, but not having the money to buy it. Elam looked pitiful as Atlee picked up her wand, recalling herself in the past. This child also has no parents. "He's not a stranger. My friend's friend is my friend too."

This sentence was spoken by Eins when she was Mae's kind and kind grandmother. That day Rai asked why grandma was so considerate of him, when people left him. "You're not someone else" he said. "Your parents are my friends. My friend's son is my son too."

Recalling Eins, Rai's mood became cloudy.

Elam beamed to receive a new egrang from Leah. Atlee nodded heavily. “You make me look bad. After the race is over, I'll give it back to him. You know that, right? It is impossible to keep this thing forever.”

“That,” Rai pointed at the line of children who lined up following the race. “Elam would have wanted it too.”

Atlee didn't say anything more because the race was about to start. All participants lined up at the end of the North field. The final line is in the South. The children became serious, while the parents and audience boisterously cheered. A skinny adult man wearing a brown stellan, Baji, blows the whistle. His voice was shrill in the air.

On the sidelines, Frigga stood with Leah, cheering enthusiastically during the match. This kind of activity was nothing new to him. Once, he played it. This excitement and excitement reminded him of the past, making him nostalgic. Suddenly, his face stiffened. A bloody picture flashed across his eyes.

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