The Adventure of Myrr and The Nightingales: 8

Chapter 8

 “Hurry up, Houle! We’re going to be late!” urged Myrr as she tucked in her shoes. She was in a hurry.

“Alright, I’m coming. I’m coming,” said Houle nonchalantly. “Don’t forget this,” he handed her a small round yellow bag.

Myrr grabbed the bag and slung it on her shoulder. Houle carried a picnic bag and made sure that the house was securely locked. The Gallop was waiting for them in front of the lawn, ready to take off. Myrr hopped on the Gallop. She wanted to rein the Gallop but Houle forbade her and asked her to sit behind him. They flew off to the Slug Stream.

All the villagers in the Slug Stream gathered outside of their house, all wearing short pants and skirts. Shatter looked on the sky, waiting for Myrr and Houle to arrive. His sister, Danser, also joined him for she was having a break after accomplishing her mission. Houle’s friends, Apologos and Berstan were there too.

Myrr and Houle arrived few minutes later. Myrr hurriedly hopped down from the Gallop and ran towards Shatter and Danser. She was very excited to see them, especially Danser. She hugged Danser tight and Danser swung her into the air.

“It’s good to see you, Danser!” Myrr said excitedly. “It’s been a long time! I really missed you!”

“I miss you too, Myrr. And congratulation for winning the Hunting Test. Shatter told me everything and I’m very proud of you. That’s why I asked for 5-day break just to spend time with you,” said Danser proudly.

“Did you bring anything that I asked you to?” asked Shatter as Houle approached him.

Houle nodded and showed him the picnic basket. “Everything is here. No need to worry, Uncle Shatter.”

“Hi, Houle!” greeted Berstan. “It’s nice to see you here.”

“Oh, hi Berstan. Never thought meeting you here,” smiled Houle. “Where’s Apologos? Is he coming?”

“Yup,” Berstan nodded. “He’s there with his father,” she pointed to Aplogos who was talking with his father, Cheiftan Scotan.

Apologos saw Houle and waved at him. Houle waved at him back and asked both Berstan and Apologos to join him for a picnic. They settled under the shady tree on the hill.

It was the River Flowing Week where the river flowed into the Village of Slug Stream. The clear water will flow to every street and the villagers will hold a celebration on the first and the last day. Myrr and her family never missed the celebration. Her late father always brought her here with Esclice and Myrr will catch any fish that she liked. Her father gave her the small round yellow bag for her to keep the fish. The fish came in many colours and this attracted the villagers to catch them. There are also stalls where the villagers sold food and handicrafts for the people from other district.

“Uncle Shatter, can I go to catch the fish now? Please, please, please!” begged Myrr after she finished her sandwiches made by Houle.

Shatter nodded and smile. “Sure you can. As long as Houle goes with you.”

Myrr cheered and grabbed Houle’s hand. This was the first time Houle came to the celebration. Myrr asked Danser, Apologos and Berstan to join too. She hurriedly trotted down the hill – which was a small hill where they could see the river flowed, and straight to the water.

She met Lach and her family and both of them were ready to catch the fish. Myrr and Lach couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear as they saw the bright multi-coloured fishes swimming in the crystal clear water. The water only levelled up to their knees. Both of them were wearing short skirts; it’s easier for them to move in the river and catch the fishes.

They spend their time catching those fishes until noon. Usually, the villagers provided lunch for those who were coming and everyone was waiting for this moment. This was the time they could taste the delicious traditional delicacies. There were sweet fish cakes, sweet bun and rice, squid rolls and more – most of the meals were made from fish.

After having lunch, most of the visitors, especially the Nightingales Warriors, went back home. Some of them stayed in and inn for the night. There were fireworks and dancing shows. Myrr begged Houle to stay until night but Houle refused. He told her that both of them will have agility training on the next day. Myrr was frustrated but Houle promised her to take her again to Slug Stream on the last day of River Flowing Week.

Houle hadn’t had the nightmare again after he consulted Dr. Heilen. He tried his best not to think of the nightmare too much, even though he wasn’t sure whether it’s just a nightmare or part of his lost memory. But tonight, he dreamt of a place, a village to be precise. Everyone was working at a farm happily. The sun shone brightly and he was strolling along the farm. The farmers waved and greeted him warmly.

Then a little girl came to him, calling his name. She hugged him and he picked her up. This girl wasn’t Myrr, Houle was sure for that. He missed her. He didn’t know why but he was longing to see her. The little girl told him what she did at school and they went home together. Houle was quite happy in his dream. He had a family and his father was the head of that village. He didn’t want to wake up from his sweet dream until the alarm clock shrieking wildly. He nearly fell down from his bed.

*

Dr. Heilen read the report that she wrote for the third time. It was the report about Houle’s nightmare as he came to see her last time. She told her husband about it and he suggested her to go to the Investigation Squad. She wanted to go with her husband but he must join the healing team in a mission so she decided to go by herself. Besides, it’s been a while since she didn’t visit her old friend, the Chieftan of Investigation Squad.

Dr. Heilen arrived in front of the most ridiculously strange building. The shape of it was semi-sphere and huge rusty gate stood tall. She pressed on the buzzer and it creaked rather than buzzing. She didn’t have to wait long because the gate was opened just as she pressed the buzzer. She walked through the gate went inside an open door. The workers – that’s what Cheiftan Skuta called them, greeted her with a warm smile and continued their work as she passed by.

“Welcome, Heilen!” greeted Cheiftan Skuta with arms wide open. He was standing on the stairs of the hallway. “It’s nice to see you! It’s been a while, isn’t it? You look fabulous!”

Dr. Heilen smiled and giggled. “I guess you’re right. And you look fabulous too! Is that your new outfit?” she looked at his sparkling green robe while went upstairs.

“Yup! I invented it few days ago. It can make you invisible!” said Chieftan Skuta proudly. “Come, come!” he took her hand and told his worker who was passing by to serve tea.

“This place look beautiful,” she looked at the room where Cheiftan Skuta brought her inside. The carpet was soft and everything was shimmering and glittering.

“Why, thank you, Heilen! My daughter made it. It took more than a month for the glitters. So, do you come here for a visit or there’s something you want to discuss?” he asked as they sat on the finest oak chair. The worker served them red tea.

“Both,” replied Dr. Heilen shortly.

“I see. Then we can’t waste much time,” his tone became more serious. “What is it about?”

“Houle came to me few days ago after been wounded during his training with Arwe,” she started the discussion.

“Houle? The guy who is taking care of Myrr?” asked Cheiftan Skuta.

“Yes,” Dr. Heilen nodded. “He told me about a dream, a nightmare to be precise. He was having this same nightmare for more than a week and this nightmare distracted him so much. Here,” Dr. Heilen handed him the report that she brought with her, “is the report that I wrote about his problem.”

Cheiftan Skuta took it and read it thoroughly. But it only took few minutes for him to finish reading the report because he’s a fast reader. “What do you think, Heilen?” asked him as he finished reading.

“I think it’s not just a nightmare. Its part of his lost memory,” she replied confidently

“Bingo! You’re right! According to your report, he seemed to be having a previous vision of his memory before he was found. Whether someone wanted him to forget or something bad had happened to him. As I remembered when Esclice brought him to the Healing Squad – I was there coincidently, he was badly injured. From my assumption, I think he’d been attacked by something, a Phantom perhaps,” he put the report on the table. “We have to find out more about Houle’s past because he’s neither from our tribe nor our country. Myrr once told me that he saved him when she was attacked and she met him in her dream,” he sipped his tea. “I hope you can help us, Heilen.”

“Of course, I will, Skuta. Anything for a good friend. In fact, this thing is kind of interesting. So, do you want me to bring Houle here? Maybe you can get details from him since you invented a lot of...things...objects...devices,” she suggested.

“Hmm,” he pondered. “That’s a good idea but I think let Houle rest first. If he seek advice from you about his dream or nightmare, you can ask him to come and see me,” he smiled. “I’ll help him find the answer.”

“Thank you so much, Skuta,” she was pleased. “Well, I better go now. I didn’t tell my daughter that I’m coming here. She might search for me crazily. You know her, don’t you?” she giggled, imagining her daughter in panic, searching for her.

Skuta laughed. “Of course! I wonder how she turned out to be a doctor just like you,” he said jokingly.

Dr. Heilen waved goodbye to Chieftan Skuta as he escorted her to the gate. When Dr. Heilen disappeared from his sight, he went inside his building towards his office.

“Let’s see how long can you bear the nightmare, Houle.”

The Adventure of Myrr and The Nightingales: 7

Chapter 7

The Junior Team gathered at the field where they could see high fences in front of them. Tonight was the night that they have been waiting for: the Hunting Test. Everyone wanted to show their talent especially their sword skills and casting spells. Myrr and her partner, Lach was standing in the front row. She then met Wreas, her brother’s best friend. Wreas is tall and hunky man with thick, wavy, canary yellow hair. He was one of the best fighters of the Nightingales and he barely used his weapons when he fought the Ghouls of Phantom.

Wreas was one of the Nightingales who will be in charge for the students’ safety. Even though they will fight the Dummies but it was still a dangerous task for them. Myrr waved at him and he smiled and nodded. Then, a woman who was wearing a bandana appeared on the big rock and all the students kept quiet. She was the Head of In-Charge for tonight. Her name is Plaud and she’s Assistant Chieftan of Weaponry Squad.

“Listen up, children. In few minutes the Hunting Test will start. I know that you can’t wait to show your talents but let me remind you something. That place over the fence,” she pointed to the high fence, “is very dangerous. You might get lost or die in there if you’re not taking extra aware. But don’t worry for there are 10 groups of Fighters who will save you if you’re in extreme risk,” Plaud spoke in a loud, clear voice.

The Juniors were whispering loudly with their partners.

“Before we let you off to the beyond fence, you need to take this thing,” she showed a metal plate. “This is Trap Plate. Its function is to trap the Dummies by sucking up those creatures. Once the Dummies were sucked in, the blue or green light will appear. The best pairs will be determined on how many Dummies they’ll catch. We will distribute you one Trap Plate for each pair.”

The Fighters distributed the Trap Plate to each pair and after they’ve done, the gate opened. They were given 3 hours to hunt the Dummies. Houle and Lach’s brothers were cheering for them. Myrr and Lach waved at them before dashing towards the gate. The Hunting Test began!

Myrr was hiding in the thick shadows behind the large oak trees. 3 Dummies were lingering around, not far from where she was hiding. She looked up at the other oak tree. Lach was hiding there. They planned to ambush the Dummies since they had caught 7 of them by fighting one-on-one. Those Dummies didn’t realize their presence and this made things went easier to both Myrr and Lach.

Gripping to her short sword, Myrr gave signal to Lach and both of them ambushed the Dummies by attacking in two directions; left and above. Those Dummies were taken aback by their attacks. Myrr cut off one of the Dummies head while Lach casted a binding spell. Another two Dummies couldn’t move. Myrr and Lach slashed those two Dummies and sucked them in the Trap Plate. Both of them cheered joyfully and gave each other a high-Five.

“We got 10 of them! We need to hunt for more!” said Myrr excitedly.

“We have one hour left. I think we can catch another 10!” beamed Lach with excitement.

Myrr passed Lach the water pouch and they gulped the water down. They took a brief rest for one minute before continuing hunting.

Houle, on the other hand, was waiting for them in the hut where the students were gathering before the Hunting Test. He was watching Myrr and Lach in action on the screen. He hadn’t taken his eyes off the screen since the hunting started. Wreas came back to the hut after taking turn with other groups to watch over the kids.

“Here, have a drink,” Wreas tapped on his back gently.

Houle was startled and turned around. He saw Wreas handed him a glass of berry juice. “Thanks,” he took the glass and took a few sips.

“You don’t have to worry much about Myrr and Lach. Both of them are doing well. Besides, they have caught 10 of them without being hurt,” Wreas smiled assuredly.

“I know. But still, I need to make sure that she’s perfectly save. If not, I can’t forgive myself as being her guardian. Unless I can join your group to protect her,” said Houle. He knew Myrr was stronger than before but he wasn’t confident enough about her safety. Myrr was still a kid and she didn’t have much experience in fighting yet.

One hour passed and the hunt ended. Most of the students had gathered at the same place before the hunting started, including Myrr and Lach and her other two best friends. They were talking about how many Dummies they had caught. Houle approached her and gave her a drink for she was sweating but still looking energetic. She excitedly told Houle and Wreas about their hunting experience and she hoped that she and Lach will get the award of the Best Pair.

“Okay, kiddies! It’s getting late and you need to go home to have a rest. Your result will be announced in the next three days,” announced Plaud.

The students sighed in frustration.

Plaud laughed out loud, seeing their frustrated faces. “Hey, cheer up, kiddies! Here’s a good news. You’re going to have a one-whole-day break tomorrow!”

The students cheered excitedly and thanks to Plaud. They went back home and so as Myrr and Houle. Myrr said goodbye to her friends before leaving. Houle carried her on his back for he knew Myrr was already tired to walk. Myrr fell asleep on his back on their way home. When they reached home, Houle woke her up gently and asked her to take a bath and change her tunic. After that, he tucked her in bed.

Houle went to his own after checking on Myrr who was sleeping soundly. He sat on his bed and looked outside the window. The moon was shining brightly. He stared at the calm sky before lying on his bed. He was thinking of not going to sleep after having the same nightmare for 3 days in a row. He was scared. The angry spirits were haunting him.

Houle sighed heavily. He was confused. Why was those spirits accused him for being a murderer? He was not a murderer, he was sure of that! But still, he didn’t remember his past. Maybe I was a murderer before I lost my memory, he thought. He closed his eyes, trying to remember what had happened before he came here. He then fell into a deep sleep.

“Houle, are you okay?” asked Apologos. He was having field training with Houle and Arwe. “You don’t look well today.”

“I’m fine,” Houle nodded and tried to smile.

“You sure?” Apologos frowned.

“Yeah,” he patted on Apologos back. “Let’s continue with the training,” he turned to Arwe who was holding his bow.

He and Apologos asked for Arwe to help them sharpen their high-speed skills because Arwe is one of the sharp shooters who rarely missed his target. Arwe has been chosen to join the special army because of his sharp eyes. They called him Four-Eyes because his eyes could see twice better than any normal nightingales.

Arwe shot another rapid arrow and both Houle and Apologos dodge it. Arwe shot more and more arrows and they were getting faster. Houle nearly been shot as he rolled his body to the left. That was a killer shot, Houle’s mind exclaimed. The word ‘kill’ somehow distracted him. Then he remembered the dream he had last night. Those spirits told him he killed them mercilessly. He tried to get those voice out of his head but he could still heard them.

“Damn,” he cursed under his breath.

“Houle! Look out!” warned Apologos.

Houle snapped back into reality and he saw the arrow went straight toward him. He dodged but the arrow pierced through his arm. Houle yelled in pain. Arwe, who was stunned by the accident, rushed towards Houle with Apologos. Houle pulled the arrow roughly and blood exuded from his arm.

“You were spacing out just now. What’s wrong?” asked Arwe as he wrapped the wound with a piece of cloth that he tore from his tunic.

“I...I don’t know,” he groaned.

“We must get him to the Healing Squad,” said Apologos. “I’m not good in healing.”

Arwe nodded and both of them helped Houle and sent him to the Healing Squad.

Heilen healed Houle’s arm in her room. With one healing spell, the wound was healed in a blink of an eye. “Alright, that should do,” said Heilen.

“Thanks, Doctor Heilen,” said Houle softly. He looked at his healed arm. He was relieved because he didn’t want Myrr to know about the accident.

“You’re welcome,” Helien smiled.

“Doctor Heilen,” said Houle after a short silent, “can you foretell a dream?”

Heilen stared at him for a while. “No, not really. Why? Is there something bothering you?” she asked gently, sitting down in front of Houle, waiting for his further explanation.

Houle took a deep breath before began his story. “I’ve been having this dream, no, this nightmare nearly a week. I dreamt about spirits, angry spirits in precise, accusing me for murdering them. And there are skulls everywhere. Last night, I heard a little girl’s voice calling me from afar. First I thought it’s Myrr because she always wakes me when she heard me screaming or grunting. But it’s not Myrr. It’s the voice that I knew but I can’t remember. Can you please help me, Doctor Heilen?” he pleaded. “I need to find the answer, who I really am and where do I belong.”

“I can’t really foretell a dream but I don’t think that’s a dream, Houle. Maybe it’s part of your lost memory. Something had happened in the past and you can’t figure it out. I think you should not think too much on that because it’ll cause distraction, just like how you got your wound,” she pointed to Houle’s arm where the arrow had stuck before. “You need to relax your mind, do something that you enjoy with Myrr. I’ll try to ask Cheiftan Skuta. He’s the Cheiftan of Investigation Squad. Maybe he can help since he’s expert in this kind of situation. Have you told anyone about this dream?” asked Heilen before standing up from a chair.

Houle shook his head. “No. Not even Myrr. She thought that it was just a nightmare. But she seems worried since this same nightmare keep on repeating every night.”

“I see. Well, let’s see if Cheiftan Skuta can help. I’ll arrange a meeting with him for you,” she patted Houle’s back gently.

“Thanks very much, Doctor Heilen,” Houle bowed slightly to her before he left.

He closed the door behind him and sighed. This nightmare was tormenting him.

The Adventure of Myrr and Te Nightingales: 6

Chapter 6

“You’re totally not going to believe this!” Lach tried not to shriek as she was holding a piece of paper. “We’re in the same pair!” She leapt with joy.

Myrr jumped with joy too as both of them were dancing gellfully. “This is great! I can’t believe that we’re going to be in the same pair!”

“Congratulation to both of you,” said Struer who just came from behind.

“Thanks, Struer. Oh, who’s your partner, by the way?” asked Myrr who was still smiling broadly.

Struer sighed and pointed to her twin brother. “Hittan.” She made a solemn face. Myrr and Lach couldn’t stop giggling.

“What with that sour face, Struer?” Hittan frowned furiously, his hands on the hips.

“I never thought I will end up pairing with you,” Struer said in a bored tone.

“Well I was thinking the same thing. Never mind, then. I guess we have to stick together until the end of the hunting test. But remember this, I’m going to be the leader and you must listen to everything I said,” he said with his chest high.

“Hey, who said that you’re going to be the leader?” This time Struer who had her hands on her hips. “I’m older than you,” she poked her finger to Hittan’s chest, hard.

“It doesn’t mean that you’re two hours older than me, you can be the leader. I’m a man, and the man is supposed to be the leader. Not a girl,” he answered back.

“Stop it, you two. If Mr. Reopan knows that you’re arguing, he will cancel your names on the list,” warned Myrr.

Both of them stopped mouth-fighting and went back to the class without talking with each other. Myrr and Lach laughed because Struer and Hittan were always fighting over the small thing.

The hunting test will be held on the next week so Myrr and Lach were preparing themselves to hunt the Dummy Ghouls. Myrr was waiting for this since she enrolled the School of Nightingales. Houle will be proud of her if she passed the test. She wanted to show him that she was capable to handle the Ghouls on her own.

They went back to their seat as their tutor, Reopan came in. He smiled warmly to his students. He put a stack of papers that he carried when he entered the class. He cleared his throat politely and the students were in silence, waiting for him to explain.

“Have you found your partner?” asked Reopan. The students nodded while saying yes. “Good. Now, I want to give two pieces of paper each. This one,” he lifted up a blue coloured paper, “is your parents’ permission. This test is quite dangerous since this is the first time you guys will be using your own weapon. You’ll get the permission first, and then you’ll receive your won weapon, alright?” He handed to the President of the Class.

“And this one,” he lifted up a green coloured paper, “is your fitness check up. The Healing Squad will come tomorrow morning and you’ll have your fitness check up. You are compulsory to undergo a fitness check because it is essential for you to know whether you’re really fit or not. Those who have any illness will undergo another medical test before you are allowed for the Hunting Test. Any question?” he looked around, searching for the raising hands. “No. Good. You can scramble back to your house; get your parents’ permission. See you again, tomorrow!”

The class cheered and everyone was eager to go back home after they got the two pieces of papers. Reopan knew that this was what they were waiting for. The test will show their bravery and skills. He waited for the whole class to dismiss. Myrr walked up to him as he was getting ready to leave.

“Excuse, Mr. Reopan. Sorry for not raising my hand just now. Can I as you about the parents’ permission?” asked Myrr politely and showed the blue coloured paper.

“Yes, sure, Myrr,” he smiled.

“Do I have to get the permission from my Uncle Shatter or from Houle?” Myrr looked at him, waiting for the answer.

“You can ask them both. If you stopped by your uncle’s mansion, you can get his permission. Either, you can get Houle’s permission. He’s your legal guardian so he has the right for allowing you or not,” he replied.

“Oh, okay then. Thank you, Mr. Reopan,” Myrr smiled broadly and bowed to him. Reopan chuckled and patted on her head.

“Now go home, little Myrr. See you again, tomorrow,” he waved at her as she’s leaving.

Houle was drenched in sweat. He was panting hard while gripping the sword. Ever single muscle in his body was aching. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand and gripped the sword again. His vision was getting blurry but he didn’t want to withdraw. He could barely stand up for his legs were getting wobbly. The room was tropically hot.

Feoh knew Houle couldn’t continue any longer. He lowered his sword to show that the training was ended. “That’s enough for today, Houle. I can see you could barely stand,” said Feoh.

“Please, Chieftan Feoh,” pleaded Houle while panting hard. “Just a little longer.”

Feoh shook his head. “No, Houle. We must stop here or it’ll affect your health. You can come by in next two days. You need rest,” said Feoh in serious tone.

Houle understood and loosen his grip to the sword and lowered it. His wobbly legs made him stumble on the floor. Feoh handed him a bottle of energy drink and Houle gulped the water down. Feoh patted Houle’s broad shoulder to tell him that he has tried his best. Feoh knew that Houle was training very hard to get stronger and he was proud of Houle’s determination and effort. For two years he trained him and he knew Houle was improving his sword’s skill day by day. He wanted to train him more even when Houle was suited to have his own sword. Sometimes he will let Houle sparred with his son, Joind for he was very skilful in sword fighting.

Houle took a rest for a while before heading back home. After drinking the energy drink and took a shower at Feoh’s mansion, he got back his strength. But still his muscle was still aching a little. When he reached home, he was surprised to see Myrr was cooking, guided by her cousin, Arwe.

“Welcome back, Houle,” greeted Myrr while stirring her soup. “How’s your training?” she asked.

“Not bad but my body is sore,” he replied and sat on the chair. “What’s cooking?”

“Chicken soup with mixed vegetable. Arwe taught me,” she smiled. Arwe nodded and told to stir the soup until it mix well with the vegetables.

“I heard you’re having a special training with Chieftan Feoh,” he said, pulling the chair in front of Houle and sat down.

“Yeah. But it’s not easy. He’s very skilled in sword fighting and I can’t even scratch him one,” he ran his fingers to his flaming red hair.

“Of course, you block head. He’s the toughest and the strongest among all the Chieftans. A person like you couldn’t defeat him,” he smirked irritatedly to Houle.

“What did you say?” he growled and stood up to punch Arwe in the face.

Myrr turned around and scowled ferociously at both of them. “Stop it or no lunch!”

Both Arwe and Houle timidly nodded and got back to their seat. They knew what will happen if Myrr got mad.

“We will be having a Hunting Test next week,” said Myrr while eating her lunch. “I was partnered with Lach and we’re going to be the best pair!”

“Well, that’s great. We hope you’ll pass the test,” Arwe smiled proudly.

“Arwe is right. The test will be held at night, right?” asked Houle.

Myrr nodded.

“I’ll be cheering for you,” he patted Myrr’s head and smiled.

“Oh, before I forgot,” Myrr jumped off the chair and took a out a piece of paper inside her bag, “ you need to sign the permission paper. Reopan said that I can get the permission either from you or Uncle Shatter.”

Houle took the paper. “Okay. I’ll sign it after this.”

“Yes!” Myrr threw a punch into the air. “Thanks, Houle!”

“You’re most welcome. Now finish your meal. You too, Arwe,” Houle glanced at Arwe who almost finish his lunch.

Arwe chuckled and after that he helped Myrr to wash the dishes. Houle went up to his room for he was very tired. He really needed some rests before having another extra training with Feoh in three days.

“Okay, let’s do a little check up,” Pelle smiled cheerfully as Myrr entered the room.

“I can’t wait for the Hunting Test, Pelle. It’s going to be awesome! I’ve been waiting for this in my whole life!” said Myrr excitedly.

Pelle giggled. “You remind me when I was your age, Myrr. I, too, couldn’t wait for the test. And guess who’s my partner?”

“Reles?” Myrr guessed.

Pelle shook her head. “It’s Esclice. I was so excited that time,” her smile subsided. “That night was the first time I fell in love with him.”

Myrr stared at Pelle and patted her hand. Pelle smiled and did the check up. Myrr didn’t say a word about her brother, not in front of Pelle. Pelle was her brother’s fiancé. They planned to get married as soon as Myrr finish her Junior year. When she received the death news of Esclice, she was crying bitterly in her room after the funeral. She loved Esclice so much and she felt that her world was crumbling into dust. But when she saw Myrr who was feeling down at that time, she promised herself to be strong. She promised Myrr to be her sister where she’ll have a shoulder to cry on.

When the medical test was done, Myrr and Lach went to Reopan’s office to submit the permission paper and medical test paper. Reopan gave them inspirational words before they left the room. Then both of them went to the Blue Forest to train.

It was a freezing cold night. Houle was wandering in the middle of nowhere. The air was thick, as well as the fogs. His feet were getting cold for he didn’t wear any boots. He looked around but he couldn’t recognize the place. He continued walking until he heard voices. The fog cleared little by little and the voices were getting louder. Houle searched for the voices.

Then, he stopped. He saw grey brick arch, standing tall in front of him. Dried grasses filled the along the path and he saw four crows were crowing loudly. He took a step forward, feeling scared. Then, he heard those voices again. His paced was getting faster as the voices were getting near. The bright moon shone upon the path and he was terrified of what he had seen. Skeletons were everywhere and the wailing and crying voices could be heard loudly.

He couldn’t move. His feet were stuck on the ground. The spirits appeared from the rotten skeletons and swirling around him, yelling to him that he was a murderer. The spirits kept on yelling and yelling, accusing Houle for being a murderer. Houle’s ears couldn’t stand the yelling and he covered his ears with his hand.

“No! I’m not a murderer!” he shouted but the spirits ignored him. “Leave me alone! Leave me alone!”

Houle jerked up from the bed. He was sweating hard. He looked around and he realized he was inside his room. His breath was getting calm. He was having a nightmare. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and opened it. It was Myrr. She ran toward him with a worry look.

“What’s wrong, Houle? I heard your scream just now,” she asked worryingly.

“I’m having a nightmare,” Houle replied in a hoarse voice. “Sorry for waking you up, Myrr.”

Myrr hugged him. “It’s okay,” Myrr looked at him and wiped the sweat with her sleeve.

‘Thanks, Myrr. I’m fine now,” he patted her head.

“Do you want me to sleep with you tonight?” asked Myrr, holding his hand gently.

Houle shook his head and said he was fine. Myrr kissed his cheek before going back to her room. Houle lied on the bed and stared at the ceiling. He never had that kind of nightmare before. He didn’t want to continue sleeping. The feverish images of the rotten skeletons and the angry spirits were playing in his mind. This was the first time he felt terrified.

The Adventure of Myrr and The Nightingales: 5

Chapter 5

“Myrr! Breakfast is ready!” Houle called from the kitchen.

“In a minute!” Myrr shouted back. She combed her shoulder length hair and tight it in a ponytail. She then quickly took the last glance of herself in a mirror as she straightened her tunic. She grabbed her bag and went downstairs.

Houle took off the apron and hung it on the wall and served breakfast. Myrr joined him few minutes later.

“Omelette and bread toast? Is that all?” she asked before she sat on the chair.

“No complaining, young lady. This is all we have for today and you have to go to the grocery store this afternoon,” said Houle and poured the milk in the glass and put it at Myrr’s place, the place she used to sit.

“What? Why me?” she frowned and took a seat. She gulped the milk.

“Because today is your turn,” Houle pointed a piece of paper pasted at the food cupboard. Myrr rolled her eyes. “You don’t have evening training class so you need to go to the grocery. Here’s the list of things you should buy,” Houle passed a small piece of paper to her.

Myrr munched the bread toast and stared at the paper. “Okay then,” she shrugged, food was still in her mouth.

“How many times do I have to tell you, young lady, don’t talk while your mouth is full?” he warned but in gentle tone.

“More than hundreds,” Myrr giggled. Houle smiled and they continued eating breakfast while talking about school.

It had been two years since the tragedy and Myrr was getting taller a bit. She grew her hair long until it reached her shoulder while Houle just like his hair to be cut short. Houle lived with Myrr since he’s her guardian. Shatter often visited them during the weekend. Houle begged Shatter for permission to join School of Nightingales. He wanted to get stronger so that he could protect Myrr. Shatter agreed but Houle must not let anyone knows that he’s not originally from the tribe since not all people knew that Myrr found him two years ago. Houle was indescribably happy when he received the good news and promised to study hard.

Houle made sure the house was securely locked before went off to the school. He usually went to school with Myrr since they were in the same school but different building. Myrr managed to pass few tests and nominated as the Junior Nightingale while Houle made into the school with only one test and he passed with great result. He was the Senior Nightingale and hoping to graduate as the Warrior of Nightingale.

“What class do you have for today?” asked Houle before parting.

“Spell-casting class,” answered Myrr. “See you this afternoon,” Myrr smiled and waved.

Houle nodded and watched her until she disappeared from his sight. Then she continued walking to his class.

“Good morning!” greeted Reles, waving at him.

“Good morning, Reles. Being a tutor today, eh?” said Houle.

“Yup. Need to teach little monkeys about fighting,” she grinned. She always called the Juniors ‘little monkeys’. “How’s Myrr doing?”

“Just like usual,” he shrugged. “Complaining the breakfast.”

Reles laughed. “Well, see you around,” she patted him on the back and rushed to the class.

Houle wrote every single thing during the lecture. He was sitting in the lecture hall with his two good friends, Apologos and Berstan. He met those two when he was accepted in this school and they’ve became good friends since then. He always tried to concentrate during the lecture session and sometimes he felt very sleepy. He was not good in spell-casting and healing but good in fighting. His friend, Apologos always trained with him almost every day, during the training session whilst Berstan joined the Healing Squad because both of her parents are Healers.

The class ended at mid-noon and Houle would wait for Myrr at the front gate. Myrr appeared few moments later and they walked back home together. But today was Myrr’s turn to go to the grocery store so they parted at the junction near their house. The grocery store was not far from Myrr’s house so Houle did not have to be worried of her safety. Besides, the grocery store belongs to Struer’s family.

That grocery store was not like any normal one. It looked small but once we go inside, it’s like we’re in the different dimension. There were few big trees in the corner and the store was very spacious. Fireflies spread everywhere giving light to the customers. Myrr loved being in this kind of place. She walked towards a raccoon-like creature who was sitting on the big, fluffy red mushroom, reading a newspaper. He was one of the workers in the store and he smiled as Myrr approached him.

“Good afternoon, Myrr. What can I do for you today?” he asked affably.

“Good afternoon, Gimme. I wanted to buy these things in this list,” Myrr smiled back at him and handed him the list.

Gimme looked at the list and snapped his finger. A small rodent appeared and Gimme told him to get those things in the list. Within few seconds, the groceries that Myrr needed were there, on the counter. Gimme counted the price and Myrr paid it. She took the groceries which were put in the bag and waved at Gimme. Gimme winked at her and told her to come again.

As Myrr went out from the store, she was shocked when someone greeted her.

“Hello there, Myrr,” greeted a man who was leaning on the store’s wooden wall.

“Oh, hello there, Mr. Scotan. Good afternoon,” she bowed slightly.

“Shopping?” he asked, glancing at the grocery’s bag.

“Yes,” Myrr nodded.

“Are you alone? Where’s your guardian?” he smiled.

“He’s at home. It’s my turn to come and buy these groceries,” she replied.

Myrr was a little bit scared of this man for he was the greatest Assassin and also known as Executioner. He was tall and slender and has short violet blue hair. For Myrr, his expression was weird especially when he smiled. But she knew that Scotan is a good friend of her late father and Shatter.

They chatted for few moments and Myrr excused herself to go home for she was kind of late. Scotan patted on her head softly and she ran along. Scotan watched her leave and kept staring at her until she disappeared from his sight. He smiled meaningfully and left the store. He really wanted to keep an eye on Myrr.

Myrr reached home few minutes later and she heard Houle was arguing with someone. She took off her shoes and rushed to the kitchen, holding the groceries bag. She saw Houle, who was wearing an apron was having a row with her cousin, Arwe.

“You let her go alone to the grocery store? You should be there with her,” scolded Arwe. “What if something bad happened to her?”

“I’m still fine”, said Myrr. Arwe was surprised to see her.

“See?I told you not to worry much. The grocery store is not far from here. And besides, she used to go there since she’s five,” said Houle confidently.

“Hey, how do you know that I’ve been there since I was five?” asked Myrr, putting the grocery bag on the table.

Houle took all the things inside the bag and put them in the cabinet accordingly. “Lucky guess,” he grinned. “Now, can both of you please not to disturb me because I need to cook.”

“I can cook better than you,” Arwe smirked.

“No, you can’t,” said Houle.

“Yes,” Arwe stepped forward, “I can.”

“Okay, smart boy. Let’s compete. The best meal, win,” Houe challenged Arwe.

“Bring it on!” Arwe slammed his hand on the table.

Myrr rolled her eyes. Those two were always arguing every time they met. And it annoyed her. Houle asked her to be the judge but Myrr refused. She didn’t want to get involve with their fights.

“What’s cooking?” someone appeared suddenly at the window. Both Arwe and Houle jumped off their skin.

“Don’t ever do that again!” said them in unison.

“Uncle Sequi!” Myrr greeted him and invited him to come inside.

Sequi is one of the great Healer and his hobby is lingering around, doing nothing, if he’s not busy. He sometimes loved slacking off.

“How are you, my cute little kitten?” he hugged Myrr.

“I’m good and healthy. What about you?” asked Myrr.

“I’m hungry and I need to full my stomach,” Sequi patted on his stomach.  Myrr giggled.

“Then stay here for lunch with us. Arwe and Houle are going to cook something,” said Myrr cheerfully.

“Well, that’s very nice of you,” he smiled and turned to Arwe and Houle who were scowling each other furiously. “So, what’s cooking?” he asked.

“Beef curry!”

“Grilled beef!”

Both of them growled to each other. Then Myrr told Sequi that they were having a cooking competition and asked him to be the judge. Sequi agreed and both Arwe and Houle cooked as delicious as they could. Sequi couldn’t tell who the best cook was because he was too hungry. Everything that he ate was considered delicious.

They ate lunch together and after that Arwe excused himself for he needed to go back to his Barrack. Myrr cleaned up the table and went to her room to change to her usual attire. Sequi was still there, drinking lemon juice. He was free the whole day.

“How’s school?” asked Sequi. “Are you the same class with my daughter?”

Houle nodded. “School’s okay, I guess. The test will be held next two weeks and if we passed this one, we’re going for the level 1 training. I heard we need to fight with dummy ghouls,” he replied.

“That’s great. Everyone is waiting for that moment. But you must be careful, Houle, when you meet the Ghouls,” warned Sequi and he was definitely looked very serious.

“Why?” Houle frowned. “It’s just a dummy. It’s nothing to worry about.”

“I’m not talking about the dummy. I’m talking about Ghouls. You should not let your secret revealed,” said Sequi in a very serious tone.

The Adventure of Myrr and The Nightingales: 4

Chapter 4

Esclice sighed heavily as he told Myrr about his mission. He knew Myrr didn’t like to be left alone since his father died in his mission. Myrr was crying for weeks before she regain to herself. Myrr was surprised to hear the news and she kept on silent. Esclice knew that she was sad but this mission was not the option. He had to go by hook or by crook as the Leader of his Squad. After his father’s death, the First-Line Commander chose him to take over his father’s place as the Leader. Esclice was better than his late father and he never failed his mission once.

Myrr shut herself in her room. She stared at the window and prayed that her brother won’t go. But she knew her wish won’t come true because she knew Esclice very well. He was a respected Leader and he carried his mission with full of determination. That’s why Esclice became her idol and she wanted to be like Esclice one day even though she knew the missions would be more dangerous than she could ever imagine.

She also heard the news from her uncle that there was a traitor among the Nightingales and they were investigating for a very long time. Myrr was scared when she heard that but since Esclice was always by her side, her cowardice subsided.

Myrr went out from her room and searched for Esclice. He was in his room, packing his stuffs inside his square small sack. Myrr slowly tiptoed to her brother’s room. Esclice knew her presence and let her came in. He turned to her and smiled half-heartedly. He also didn’t want to leave her sister alone.

“Do you really have to go?” Myrr broke the silence.

“I wish I won’t, Myrr. But I have to carry out this mission as a Leader,” Esclice stared at his small sack.

Myrr tugged Esclice’s arm and hugged it tight. “I don’t want you to go,” she said softly.

Esclice sighed and patted her head gently. “You don’t have to worry about me, Myrr. I promise I’ll be back home as soon as I completed the mission. And I promise not to let myself hurt,” said Esclice.

They had their last breakfast that morning – in silence. Myrr tried her best to hold her tears. She ate her cereal but it seemed tasteless. Arwe came as they finished eating. Arwe told Myrr that they’ll be alright. Myrr was sent to her uncle’s house.

“Take care of my sister, Houle, said Esclice before he went off.

“Don’t worry. She’ll be safe here,” Houle nodded.

“Wait for me here, Myrr. I’ll be back soon,” Esclice hugged Myrr and Myrr sobbed in frustration. She gripped her brother’s tunic tight but lastly she let it go.

Esclice and Arwe waved their last goodbye and they were off to Regnum’s barrack.

Regnum was sitting on his seat, in front of the square table. Only Esclice, Arwe and Flycerian, the Head of the Assassin were sitting around the table. Then, another two Leaders arrived and the meeting started. Regnum clearly stated about the crucial mission. One of the spy team members reported that the Apparitions appeared near The Hundred Bridges, the place where the Folcs lived. The Folcs are the common tribe of the Rhoms. Most of them are fishermen and farmers. Farmers usually lived in Slugstream while fishermen lived in The Hundred Bridges. The Folcs are not warriors like Nightingales. They need to join the Nightingale School and passed all the physical tests before being nominated as the Nightingales. But only few Folcs joined the school as they loved living as the common tribe.

“Our mission is to guard The Hundred Bridges before the Apparitions evolved into Phantom and spread to Newray Port and Horizontal Stream since they can’t intrude Soncity easily,” said Regnum. “I will now divide all of you into two groups. Flycerian will lead the first group while I’ll be leading the second group. Esclice and Arwe, you’ll be in the first group. The rest will go with me. First group must kill any sign of Apparitions and Ghouls that intrude the Black Area. If any of your team members encounter the Phantom, reported to us right away because the second group will break in their hidden nests. I’ve been reported they settled their nests near the Black Area and Newray Port.”

Flycerian and her team nodded in agreement. Then, the meeting was dismissed. Esclice and Arwe followed Flycerian orders and they headed to The Hundred Bridges by riding Gallop, a huge dragonfly-like creature with dark purple moth wings. Before they took off, they made sure that they had brought their weapons.

“This mission might turn out to war. Stay in groups; follow the Leaders’ and my orders. If you’re outnumbered, retreat and don’t take drastic step by entering the enemies’ den alone. Is that clear?” said Flycerian with a loud, clear voice. The troops of the first group nodded in unison.

Esclice and the other Leaders wore black headbands and rode the Gallop with full of determination and spirit. This was his first time leading his group to a war. Inside his heart, he prayed for Myrr’s safety. But he didn’t seem to be quite worried for Houle will take care of his sister.

It’s been two weeks since Esclice had gone to war. Myrr received no news about her brother since then. She was very worried and lost her appetite but it lasted only few days. Houle and her friends always cheered her up and that made her gain her cheerful self back. She knew that her brother will come back after completing his mission – she didn’t know that the mission had turned out to war. She went to school with highly spirit and that made her class tutor, Reopan, happy.

Every evening she and Houle went for training at Lach’s barrack. Lach’s father, Feoh, also went to the war for he was the strongest Leader among all the Nightingales. Houle trained with Lach’s brother, Joind. Feoh didn’t send him to go to war for he wanted Joind to take care of Lach since Lach was very small and needed to train hard to be Nightingale like him. They sometimes trained at the Blue Forest.

Houle was getting better at training every day. Joind trained him well although his training was harder than Houle thought. But Houle was determined to become stronger and he attempted to be part of the Nightingales. Myrr and Lach stopped training as they were very tired. Both of them were ready to take part in the sword fight competition which will be held in the next two months.

As they were cooling themselves down, they heard the sound of the trumpet blowing not far from the Blue Forest. They knew the sound was blown to announce that the warriors had came back home. Myrr and Lach couldn’t wait to see their love ones and they rushed to where the trumpet was blown; Soncity Square.

Houle caught up with Myrr and Myrr’s eyes were searching for her brother wildly. She saw Commander Regnum together with Lach’s father, Feoh. But she couldn’t find her brother. She grabbed Houle’s hand and went on further. Then, her eyes widened to see her cousin, Arwe was lying weakly on Gallop, accompanied by another archery teams. Feoh and Regnum were also injured but not as bad as Arwe.

“Arwe!” Myrr ran to him. “What happen to you? Where’s Esclice?” she bombarded him with the questions.

Arwe tried to stand up but his body was badly injured. One of his friends helped him up. “Myrr, I’m sorry,” he held Myrr’s hand. “I...couldn’t save Esclice,” he groaned in pain.

Myrr shook her head. She didn’t want to believe what she heard just now. Regnum came to her and looked at her with sad eyes.

“Myrr, your brother fought hard but he couldn’t make it. When the enemies attacked with shooting fires, we couldn’t save your brother. We didn’t even find the body but this,” he put Esclice black headbands on Myrr’s trembling hand. “I’m so sorry for the lost,” he said quietly.

Myrr cried. She wailed her brother’s name. She wished this was just a dream. She wanted to wake up from this nightmare. But she was not dreaming. What she’s heard was the truth. She lost her family, her love ones. She didn’t have anyone anymore. She felt that her heart was crushed.

Houle crouched down before her and hugged her tight. He remembered the last word from Esclice before he left. And he remembered that Myrr told him about her dream, his promise to her. He knew the feeling being left alone. He could feel Myrr’s feeling the moment he hugged her. Inside his heart, he vowed to protect Myrr with his life and will always be her side, forever.

The Adventure of Myrr and the Nightingales: 3

Chapter 3

Houle sat at the front door, watching the scenery. The birds were chirping delightfully as it was bright and sunny day. He loved watching birds and smelled the fresh air in the morning and evening. This peacefulness brought him joy and happiness. Somehow, he missed his home.

His wounds were getting better but still he couldn’t move around much. He’s waiting for someone; someone who was very concerned towards him. He didn’t know her but she always told him that he met her before. He couldn’t remember anything except for his name. And he’s been staying in this big house for almost two months since he regained consciousness.

The male doctor usually came twice a week to check on his body and his health. That doctor was funny, he thought. He was talkative and sometimes annoyed him. But he couldn’t care less for everyone that he knew here was very friendly and helpful. Even the master of this big house was nice towards him although he had a very serious face and less talkative.

He heard somebody was calling his name. He knew this voice and that person whom he waited had arrived. She was running happily towards him and this time she brought something in her hand. She always came with her brother and that reminded him of his lost little sister.

“Hello, Houle!” greeted Myrr as she bought some cakes to him.

“Hello, Myrr,” he smiled.

Myrr sat beside him and showed the cake. “Esclice bought a cake. Here, try some,” she held the cake and he took it. “How was it?” asked Myrr as Houle was munching the cake slowly.

“It’s good. I like it,” he replied.

Myrr cheered.

“How’s your wounds?” asked Esclice.

“Getting better,” he said.

Esclicle smiled. “Well, Myrr. You don’t have to worry about him anymore.”

Then the master of this house appeared and Myrr hugged him. He was her uncle and he’s responsible to take of Myrr and Esclice since their father passed away two years ago.

“Esclice bought a cake, Uncle Shatter. You should try some,” said Myrr and asked him to try the cakes.

“Thank you, Myrr. Let me order tea for you,” said Shatter and told his servant to serve tea.

Shatter is the Chief of Elite Squadron and he’s an influenced man in Soncity, where most the Nightingales lived. Everyone respected him and he’s a good leader. His wife died because of a disease and because he didn’t have children, he adopted Myrr and Esclice to be part of his family.

They had their tea together and Myrr told her story in school to Houle. Houle didn’t talk much but rather listened to Myrr’s story. He remembered when he woke up from unconscious two months ago, Myrr was the first person who talked to him. She was very excited because she had found the man that she met in her dream. It was a dream comes true! But her happiness was crumbling into dust when Houle asked her who she was and where he was at that time.

But Myrr didn’t give up. She took care of him day by day for he was too weak to get up. He was confused when Myrr said that he scribbled the picture on the Scribbling Tree. But he knew that one day he will find who he was and where he came from. And he knew that Myrr will help him to find the answer.

Esclice finished his task early. He went patrolling in the nearest district and took a break at the food stall before going back to his office. After eating, he walked the opposite way to his office because he remembered something. Something that could give him an answer. He went to the Barrack 14 and met Scild, the Weapon Master and Tracker.

“It’s nice to meet you, Esclice. It’s been a while,” he greeted Esclice as Esclice came into his office.

“Am I bothering you, Scild?” asked Esclice and sat on the chair.

“No, not at all. I was feeling bored. My wife took the children for training since they needed to sharpen their skills,” he replied. “How’s Myrr? I heard that the man that you found gained his conscious.”

“She’s doing fine. She’s taking care of him. Besides, she’s having a month break before the entering the third level,” said Esclice. “I’m here to ask you something, about Houle. Myrr told me hundreds time that Houle is the man that she met in her dream. But Houle who appeared two months ago is slightly different from what she had seen before.”

“Different?” Scild was getting interested in what Esclice was telling him.

“In her dream, Houle’s hair was short and he had a weird mark on both of his arms. But there’s no mark on his arms and his hair was longer. But Myrr gave a nice haircut to his hair. She said it’s too messy and boys should have short hair rather than keeping it long. But that’s not the thing I wanted to discuss with you. It’s about the mark. Myrr drew this once and I still keep this drawing,” Esclice pulled out a piece of paper from his robe and showed it to Scild.

Scild looked at the drawing carefully. Myrr’s drawing was very neat and clear. He frowned and put the paper on the table. “I need time to investigate this thing. As a Tracked, I need a lot of details before getting the answer. Can I keep this drawing for a while?” asked Scild.

“Sure. No problem. If there anything you’ve found, just tell me,” said Esclice and stood up. “I need to go back to the office. Uncle Shatter might nag me if I come back late.”

“Shatter is a very punctual person. And strict too. I wonder how your father dealt with him when he was alive,” Scild chuckled.

“Dad was his big brother. He always listened to what Dad told him,” Esclice smiled and excused himself.

Houle watched Myrr playing with the little blue butterflies. Myrr took him for a walk in a wood near Shatter’s house. Houle was getting better and he enjoyed himself walking in a wood. He still tried to remember what had happened in his past but failed. He was quite sad but when he met Myrr, she somehow brought hope to his despair.

Myrr talked about her dream to be an adventurer when she grew up. She told everything to Houle even though he seldom replied to Myrr’s opinion. Myrr enjoyed her daily life talking to Houle. She was sure that one day Houle will get his memory back and remember the time that they met in her dream.

Myrr caught one blue butterfly and brought it to Houle who was sitting under the shady tree. “Isn’t it beautiful?” asked Myrr, showing him the blue butterfly.

“Yes, it is,” replied Houle and looked at the butterfly. “You love butterfly?”

Myrr nodded with a smile on her face. “I like butterflies. One day, I’m going to fly out of this place and travel to other places. I heard from my cousin that there are a lot of interesting places in this world. Maybe we can go together, Houle,” she said cheerfully.

Houle smiled and nodded. “I love travelling too.”

“That’s great! We can be a great team!” cheered Myrr. “Just imagine. Myrr and Houle, the greatest adventurers!” she waved her hand, imagining the two of them travelling together by riding a Gallop.

Houle chuckled and that was the first time he seemed so happy. After a few moments, he walked Myrr back to Shatter’s home where Shatter and Esclice were waiting for them. Myrr waved him goodbye and promised to come again the next day after school. Houle said that he will wait for her at the veranda as usual.

That night, Shatter asked Houle to join him for dinner in the Main Dining Hall. Houle was surprised to see the spacious hall with decorations hanging on the wall. He had never been to this hall before. He never thought that this house was this big. Big dining table stood at the centre of the hall and rows of servants were serving the food. All of them bowed down to Shatter and Houle as they approached the table. Houle couldn’t stop staring at the servants who were more than 20.

Shatter asked him to sit on the chair and the servants poured down the drink in each glass. The servant asked Houle if he wanted another drink but Houle politely refused. He was feeling awkward when the servants bowed to him before leaving. He stared at his meal. He never ate this kind of meal before. And it smells very nice that made his stomach grumbled. Shatter and Houle were having a silence dinner since they didn’t talk much. Shatter wasn’t the person who talked much and he was giving Houle times to adapt to his house and get his memory back.

Myrr, Lach and her two other friends Stuer and Hittan were waiting for their names to be called by their teacher. Today was the day that they’ve been waiting since they had gone through some tests. Myrr clasped her hand and prayed. She hoped that her name will be called because she really wanted to make her brother proud. Her teacher was announcing the names that passed the Elementary Level. Those who passed will be called Junior Nightingales and they will automatically further their study to the Middle Level.

Then Myrr heard that her name has been announced. She cheered as well as her other three friends who also succeed in their Elementary Level. They hugged each other and thanked the teacher. Most of Myrr’s classmates were going to the Middle Level. Myrr received a certificate and her result book. She passed the tests quite well and she could not wait to show this to Esclice.

She ran back home happily and told Esclice about her result. Esclice was very happy for her and he brought her to Shatter’s house. Shatter and Houle congratulated her and Shatter told her to do well in her Middle Level. Shatter threw a party and Myrr invited her friends to come. Lach came with her father, Feoh, the most respected warrior in Soncity. Feoh was also a good friend of Myrr’s late father and Shatter. Stuer and Hittan came with their parents. Myrr and her friends enjoyed the party and they danced together. Myrr also introduced Houle to her friends and they invited Houle to dance but Houle refused. He didn’t know how to dance and Myrr taught him a little bit.

Then, her cousin, Arwe came. He didn’t know that there’s a party at Shatter’s house. Shatter invited Arwe to join them. Arwe congratulated Myrr and gave her a present which was a tunic. Myrr needed to wear tunic if she wanted to be a Nightingale. Myrr was very happy and asked Arwe to dance with her. Arwe danced with her for a few moments and then excused himself to join Esclice.

“I went to your house but no one was around. So I knew that you’re here,” said Arwe, sipping his drinks.

“Myrr got her result and it’s quite good. That’s why we came here to let Uncle Shatter know,” said Esclice. “Anyway, what’s the reason you come here? Just want to meet me or something?”

Arwe took something from his pocket. “We have a mission and we need to report at Chieftan Regnum’s barrack tomorrow.”

Esclice sighed. He knew about the mission since last week during the meeting. It was not like the other mission that he had taken part. This one was very dangerous. He took a glance at Myrr who was playing with her friends. He knew Myrr will be sad if she knew that he had to leave him for few weeks.