Arcadian Crusader

Arcadian Crusader : The King's Trial

Kami adalah pengguna senjata suci ARCADIA.

Dengan kekuatan kami.

Dengan kemampuan kami.

Kami akan bertarung hingga salah satu dari kami menyerah.

Terbukalah ! ARCADIAN CRUSSADER !!

The spell has been spoken. A great fighting arena suddenly built by the power of four Arcadia we held who spoke the spell. White light and magic circle surround us covering whole of our body. We are teleported by those white light into the arena. And suddenly I have entered the waiting room first like when my first Arcadian Crusader fight.

That time it was me and my old friend that I forgot the name. He's just an old man who tried to win the championship like I do. But something was happen and I forgot what was happened to him. The memory I want to keep has been lost once again.

But I won't give up and letting my memory erased one by one. I release Draft President from his magical horse stable. He do really need to be pat first before I could do something to him. I smiled as I pat my lovely horse. He does really help me release my stress.

My only Arcadia shining from where I hid it. I open the cloth ties and grab the sword with both of my two hand. The glow starting to fade away as it on my possession. My dear Arcadia is really know me as it master.

I could see my face smiling in its wide blade. It has been a long time since the last time I use the power of the sword. I wonder how it feels again when I used the power. You are giving me the best present, Strange Woman. From now I will call her Ouranios same as the name of the sword.

With this power, I am sure that no one will stop me. As I am The Chariot Card Holder that no one able to stop my war horse power. I will blast anyone who get in my way or tried to stop this raging chariot.

I take the great sword holder and use it on my back. The Arcadia Ouranios placed there so I wouldn't be troubled by it size. Still I will use my mighty rapier Mourning Gale to battle against them and beat them like a baby.

After my preparation is ready then I am walking to the main door.

Suddenly my hand shaking before I come out and face the arena. The truth of my failed uncle still echoing in my mind. What makes my uncle failed and sad is maybe the worst thing he ever fought. I wonder what makes him like that and affecting me right now.

Whatever will it be then it doesn't matter anymore because soon I will face it in front of my eyes.

I open the door and enter the arena. Afternoon sunlight greet me with its hot beam burning my skins. But still it's not as hot the sunlight in my hometown. I still could feel the coldness of wind here even the sun is burning.

Many people has gather in the audience seats and waiting to watch our fight. This feeling have never change since my last championships. Everyone look at me and giving their faith on me including Mr. Benito who sit with his daughter. It give me some chills knowing there are more audience who cheer for me than my prediction.

Still there is more audience who cheer at the duo in the other side. The Kings side is never disappointing so the kingdom will prevail. They both are in the rain of encouragement from their faithful fans. Not just because of their power but their beauties is immeasurable. I do kinda jealous but sadly I am a man with standards.

A faint tones of The Kings footsteps make the crowd silence. The Kings aura is very great and powerful that even makes the crowd silence. Everyone is scared of his appearance and menacing footstep that walks slowly. But when he faces his people, a beautiful smile craved on his face then shared it freely to make everyone happy.

Everyone shout loudly as The King waves his hand.

The King must be feared by it's people yet make them feeling safe around him. Such a wise behavior of a king. It's the most ideal build to be a king who loved by his people. Unfortunately the king what we dream is never exist.

"People of Arcadia Apple and beyond ! Welcome to my grand fight event....."

The King start his speech and take everyone attention. A perfect time for me to analyze these Kings right hands. They are standing in the other side of arena and talking to each other. But soon as they notice me their eyes start to focus at me. The stare of human beast is really different from the other.

And now there is no turning back. I must do what I start and live to continue it. My adventure won't end just now. There is plenty thing that I wanted to do out there. The breeze of fresh air in the great wide green field must be waiting for me. The faith that people gave it to me must not be abandoned. I must answer their call in the end of journey.

Absolutely...

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The fight will be held in two rounds. The first round will be the crows turn against me in the arena and absolutely one on one. The second round if I win and continue the fight then the lynx will fight against me as the same as the first round. After that, my trial is over and I could continue my journey.

This fight is a test for me to proof my worth to bear the mission as he spoke. I should've survive till the last round in this Arcadian Crusader battle. Or else, my Card will be taken and the winner who first beat me will receive it. In the other words it means death to myself.

The King must be wanted to cheat as he add the another round if I survived. He do really want to take my soul and use it alone. Is there another guy who will fight me or both the kings right hands will fight me at once ? He's really hiding it from me.

The King's looks like he can't fight anymore. His stance is already weak like an old man. Beside, both of The Kings right hands looks like very strong than The King himself. I wonder what makes The King is feared by everyone excluding his incredible aura.

There is a rule that must be followed in Arcadian Crusader battle. One who have the will to fight must possess a magic fused weapon called Arcadia. A rare weapon that fused by holy or dark element with unique magic skill. None ever know who's the one making these kind of weapon.

A holy element Arcadias are the average Arcadia that everyone possess and accepted by every race all over the world. The dark one is a unique one. It could consume the owner soul in exchange its mighty power. Only a few accept it and its existence has grow dim.

Not only The Card Holder has an Arcadia in their hands but everyone who has been chosen by the arcadia itself is able to possess it.

The one who has Arcadian in their hand and have a will to fight must agreed to sacrifice himself as the battle got worse. "Kami akan bertarung hingga salah satu dari kami menyerah" is a vow that resemble this rule. If no one is give up or unconscious then the battle still prevail. Death is the greatest risk for every combatants and will immediately determine who's the loser or the winner.

All combatants are allowed to use their trick even the most evil one. All combatant are allowed to use their maximum strength. All combatants are allowed to destroy the arena if they could. All combatants are allowed to kill their opponents. And last, all combatants could use every Arcadia they had with no limits.

That's all the rule in Arcadian Crusader battlefield. A cruel yet understandable since the user of Arcadia is a bunch of crazy people. They sharpen their technique of Arcadia in this b****y arena which almost consume their souls. Every time the Arcadia user winning then there's a chance that person will become a monster who has no mercy or mighty hero who fight merciful. Lot of them dies before become a monster but lot of them survive because they become a hero himself.

But still, a hero born from this battlefield is just a mad man who survives.

And now, I am here facing these two crazy girl who wield an Arcadia. The crow girl with her jet black feathered jacket and the lynx girl with her mechanical sharp claw. They are both just a crazy girl who serve The King.

Vorcus Astarea is a girl who hide herself in black. Has a gloomy expression that match with her eyes color. A black eyes who stare the night perfectly. She has a long straight black hair which merge with her jet black feathered jacket. Her skin is white pale and has some black c***k spreading all over her skin.

Felicia Lynx seems like an extrovert girl, the opposite of Vorcus. Her face is shining bright because her never ending warm smile. She is a type of girl that loves orange color so much. Her short messy hair, eyes pupil, and short pants is full of orange color. She also use the golden yellow cardigan as her identity.

I do kinda insulted since my opponents are girls. Am I worth by winning this fight or I am being coward if I'm losing ? These kind of option never benefits me. Maybe I must litter my pride for a while and think like gender equality supporter. That's not it. There's still a chance that I could win this fight without losing my gentleman pride.

O dear uncle.... lend me your strength !

To be continued