"Hey Mirea"
"Hmm?"
"Let's switch bags, it's too heavy for me."
Erlan stopped walking as the back dropped from his shoulder, his body relaxed as he panted heavily.
"Come Erlan, we are almost there. How lazy can you get?" Mirea complained as she pointed to the farm hundred metres away from them.
But Erlan wasn't even looking, his brows were raised as he lost his cool, "Lazy? You told me madam sent you to buy crops. Now what you didn't say is that we will be carrying heavy bags with us, I don't even know what the fuck is in it that makes it so fucking heavy!"
Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Mirea shook her head. This guy is hopeless, she turned around and kept walking.
"Holy fuck! Wait for me!"
"Act like a man and stop moaning Erlan!"
"Ahahaha, act like a man my ass. You are stronger than me, you should be carrying the heavier bag."
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Yeah, where was I?… I was telling you guys how a girl my age is stronger than me.
Well, it just so happened that in this planet elfs are never truly free. 700 years ago there was a Great War, it was said that the elfs sided with the enemies to rule the planet together.
The humans and the other races came together to fight against the enemies and the elfs and they won. The enemies returned where they came from to avoid being killed completely, but for the elfs it was a different story.
There was no place to run to, there was nowhere to hide, they hunted us down one by one until we are completely wiped off the planet.
Well not completely, We are still scattered across the planet, we pose no threat to them again and none of us were around during the Great War, but that still dosent stop them from treating us like shit!
Yeah, as I was saying, growing up in the academy was tough, constantly getting bullied, even the teachers would use me as their teaching practice until one elder mistakenly unleash too many power breaking all my meridians and mage core.
The school kicked me out and I have being living with Mirea ever since, as for her she dosent qualify as a mage yet but she knows a thing or two about magic. And that makes her stronger than the average human, stronger than me.
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"Erlan, Do you feel weird?" Mirea suddenly asked as they got closer to the farmhouse.
Erlan lifted his head as he looked at the house, then the farm. At that moment he realized it too, something wasn't right, it was way too quiet.
"Mirea, his cattles are all gone, some of the crops are withered too, he always takes care of those." He pointed out as he dropped his bag on the ground and he stepped before her instinctively.
Mirea also looked at the farm and confirmed his words, even the barn door was completely opened.
"Did he just pack his things and leave?" She suggested but even she know how ridiculous that sounds.
Erlan chuckled even tho his palms were sweaty, "No idiot, no one just packs their things leave, look over their, that's his walking stick, he always take it with him everytime."
Mirea looked where he was pointing as she saw the walking stick on the floor, the closer they get to the barn the sicker she felt in her stomach. She instinctively moved closer to Erlan as she grabbed his cloth.