Boris on receiving the order to head back to capital has now set on his journey to it. The Kingdom was named as Zeufer. It was named after a powerful lord who was a powerful commander in the army of light. He is said to be born from the land of this kingdom and he commands the flickering lightning of the sky. He commanded the major army in the fight of the great wars and hence the place he was born was named as after him. This kingdom lies in region where deserts surround it. The citizens of this kingdom believe that Zeufer to be the god of thunder and rainfall. As such they kingdom doesn't suffer from drought, even when it is surrounded by deserts.
Boris now enters a crowded market place which seems busy and noisy. As enters near the market, the whole place fell silent, for a minute or maybe more. "The white haired warrior is back", said a small boy from within the crowd. The crowd which fell silent soon began to rise in whispers as the look at Boris on his stallion. As he moved forward, the crowd gave way to him. The whispers were about questions of his whereabouts of him. They were half worried as he is the most powerful man the kingdom has known and he shows up only in times of dangerous threats. The other half were of concerns for him, as he was sent on a mission that was said to be never ending. He was described as hero by the many children that shouted his name and as a prince charming by the many maidens who were blushing at the site of him. He was the strong and handsome man the kingdom of Zeufer has raised. And among all this various emotions surrounding him, he looked serious with his brows frowning and his eyes showed no conscious of his surrounding. The messenger from the kingdom who kept following him silently up until now asked another question to him. "What are you thinking so seriously". The reply that he got was his thought on his stomach being empty or not. On hearing this the man fell silent murmuring "I shouldn't have even asked." Then he came with a question "What do you think about my hunger bar, Do I need to eat or not?". As the man was suffering from the nonsense that Boris was spewing, Boris stopped. He looked at him and asked what was his reason for the stop. To which he replied with "That restaurant looks good". While the man was processing what did just happen, Boris entered the restaurant. It was a noisy one. There was a loud fight going on in the diner and there was a huge crowd raging the fight. Also there was a betting table near the fight. From the looks of it seemed to be a quite common one in the diner. But the crowd when set their eyes on Boris turned upside down, from a fight to a group dance to the famous song of the kingdom. For a moment the Diner looked like a carnival of many songs. Boris still frowning with his thought went towards the server desk and sat down on the chair. The waiter asked him for his order. They recommended him the drink of special mix to him. The rumours described him as a man of drinks and he had tasted every drink the world has to offer. But in contrast to this he ordered himself a jug of milk. As the waiter turned away to bring his drink, i mean his milk, Boris called him and asked for no sugar.
As the waiter turned away, a loud laugh came from a table at the far end of the diner. It was the laugh of a man who looked like a giant with a mustache the size of a toothbrush also a scar under his right eye and a shotgun to his back. He walked towards him with a laugh still lingering around him. Despite the people warning him to stay quiet, he didn't stop his laughter until he reached Boris. He then addressed Boris as the white haired warrior. But, he apologized faster to say "the milk drinking Baby". He tried to mock him by saying "Be a man and drink some beer". He then stopped to look at the expression of Boris which didn't show any sign. He was yawning show no mind to the man who mocked him. The milk he asked for came and as he was reaching out to grab it, the other man grabbed it and splashed it on the face of Boris. He seemed like a man of the neighbouring kingdom because he decided to mock the kingdom. He began to say that the kingdom's greatest warrior is a milk drinking cat and the owner of this cat the Quee..... Before he finished his sentence his head was planted into the ground with his legs floating on the air. The other onlookers were confused on what had happened. The Boris who was in deep thought now looked with the eyes of a killer. He soon snapped back and lowered his guard and said "There seems to be a lot of mosquitos entering the capital nowadays". He rearranges his dress as he walk away towards the exit. He tosses a coin to the waiter and says, "The milk was nice, keep the change. Also put up a mosquito net". He exited the Diner and got on top of his steed. Now both him and the messenger, who stood outside set back on their journey. As they were moving away from the Diner, the messenger asked him about his secret behind his strength. To which he replied with a cautious voice "Promise to never disclose it to anyone". The messenger in excitement agreed and leaned in to listen to him. "The secret is ....A mug of milk". The messenger now lost all his reasoning and stood as a stupid for asking him a question, while he also included "Also don't add any sugar". Then to the half baked messenger He asked "What is your name by the way". "Leon is my name". As they finish their conversation, they stand before the majestic gate of the castle. Boris's face now turns fresh with a smile and eagerness. To Be Continued....