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Ipharia’s mouth hung open for a good fifteen seconds of time following Honami’s assertion.

Her assessment that laying low being difficult given their circumstances made some modicum of sense, but when the green-haired girl shrugged off the Black King’s name without ever witnessing him Ipharia couldn’t help but wonder about the sense inside Honami’s skull. Kaito was naïve, and for most of their journey into the camp in gleeful denial about being summoned to her world, which suggested a certain deficiency of wisdom but she never thought Honami would have the same issue in a different sense. She supposed that was why the gods summoned her to be the representation of a warrior. All muscle, nothing else.

[color=A887B2]“There are nine kingdoms here on Eferion. The Black King has run over three others in his wake.”[/color] She commented, her voice lower than before. [color=A887B2]“You shouldn't underestimate him.”[/color]

Ipharia returned to her things before finishing up sorting out her camp, before waving her hand at her tent as she uttered the word [color=A887B2]dissipate[/color], calling her items back into her personal pocket dimension. It was something that required attunement, so even as Kaito’s brain understood one half of the spell, he would not be able to replicate it’s effects as he did with the sphere of light. It was a spell that could only work on items bound to a person’s personal mana signature. It was useful for keeping Ipharia’s rucksack light and full of more essential items like scrolls and maps. Perfect for keeping camping supplies, though.

[color=A887B2]“Alma used to be perfectly safe from the capital all the way beyond [i]Valengard[/i] to the border, before No Man's Land. Valengard was destroyed last month.”[/color] She mused, as she thought about it.

Her grandparents had been born in Valengard after the great migration of the Eianese people led them there, so it was a bit of a personal subject for her. She forced a smile. Cities could be rebuilt as could old fortresses. These people had been sent to right the wrongs that the Black King had started. 

[color=A887B2]“We should get going! The nearest settlement we should reach by afternoon's end. Kaito, are you ready to learn some magic?”[/color]








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