Chapter 19

Asclepius Point of View

A breathtakingly beautiful and magical place, surrounded by serene, lush gardens and sparkling rivers. The kingdom of Krea itself is a grand, ornate structure made of shimmering white or iridescent materials that glimmer in the sunlight, appearing to change color as people walk by.

Inside the palace, there are numerous rooms and halls, each adorned with intricate carvings, mosaics, and tapestries that depict fantastical creatures and ethereal landscapes. The floors are made of smooth, polished marble, and the ceilings often feature stunning frescoes that depict scenes from ancient myths and legends.

The Kingdom of Krea is also known for its incredible sense of peace and tranquility, as if the very air is infused with a magical energy that invigorates and soothes the spirit. From the sweet aroma of exotic flowers to the calming sound of trickling water from fountains and waterfalls, every detail of the palace feels like it is designed to bring harmony and serenity to all who wander through its halls.

Overall, the Kingdom of Krea is a place of awe-inspiring beauty and magic, where dreams come true and legends come to life. It is a place where one can escape the mundane world and immerse themselves in a world of wonder and enchantment.

The palace was a sight to behold, with glittering cascades of crystal hanging from the ceiling, casting a sparkling light across the grand hall. Gilded chandeliers adorned with golden flames flickered against the muted cobalt walls, providing a warm glow that danced along the marble floor.

The entire palace was decorated with intricate carvings and paintings, showcasing mythical creatures and legendary tales. The pillars lining the hall were meticulously painted with exquisite details of dragons, griffins, and unicorns. The floor was adorned with magnificent tapestries that depicted heroic battles and grand victories.

Every room in the palace held its own unique splendor. The king's throne room was adorned with ornate furnishings, including a massive marble throne carved with symbols of the crown. Rich jewel hues laced intricate fabrics, creating an aura of royalty that engulfed the room.

The queen's chambers were vastly different, with a softer, more feminine touch. The walls were painted in delicate shades of rose, adorned with intricate floral designs. Her bed was draped in layers of silk and lace, with ornate carvings of enchanted roses decorating each post.

The grand ballroom was particularly breathtaking. The palace's finest crystals hung from the ceiling, casting a sparkling light across the room's lacquered marble floor. The walls were adorned with intricate murals of a grand ball, and colossal golden chandeliers placed around the room illuminated everything to breathtaking perfection.

Indeed, the palace was a true masterpiece of creation and elegance. Every detail reflected a world of enchantment and elegance, woven into a tapestry of majestic grandeur.

In the night, I was the temporary leader of the celebration held in the kingdom of Krea because I was instructed by God Zeno.

He said he doesn't want to join the Krea celebration yet because the crystal key has not been recovered from whoever took it.

It's strange that my brother Blasphemer wasn't there when we were fighting the Askars.

I don't think badly of him because he was distant from us before.

Blasphemer has a habit that I don't like. Being rude and arrogant from before. Even to Hesperus, I do not say these things. Because when I said that to Hesperus, it was as if I had destroyed our brotherhood.

The soldier approached me for a moment, and he put his hand on his chest as a sign of his respect for me.

"Dear God, Asclepius, we can begin," the guardian whispered.

I looked at each guest. They were happy that the Krea trouble was over. There were many people talking in the hall. Others embellish their clothing.

I signaled that the two soldiers who were to sit on the throne went ahead.

This is the deity's way to start the fun. The Lycan soldiers did their duty.

Beat the big circle or Krea instrument to silence all the guests. When everyone was quiet, I stood up while climbing the stairs, about three steps up. On the wide side, I can see other guests and other creatures.

"Good evening to all of you. First of all, I want to thank those who came to this celebration. May our celebration be peaceful." I smiled and looked around at everyone there.

The music started inside the hall. The two great trumpets played by the two Lycans

When I went down, I saw Blasphemer smiling at me as if he were happy to see me. I smiled back, even though I didn't want to. I'm still upset because he didn't show up for the battle. He even helped me down the stairs, which I immediately accepted.

The blasphemer pulled me slightly towards the Asotea, away from the celebration. So that he could talk to me.

"Why did the Blasphemer come here? I thought we were forgotten," I asked as I rolled my eyes because I was irritated by this.

"Forgot?" the deity asked Blasphemer with a laugh.

"Wasn't it? You forgot about us first; you didn't join us to fight to defend Krea against evil." I sat down and looked at him.

I still remember how Hesperus disappeared a hundred thousand years ago. If Hesperus hadn't woken up from his bad dream, maybe no one would have saved Krea.

"Where were you when I was fighting?" he asked as if we didn't do any fighting with Krea.

"We were in the kingdom of Krea, but we couldn't even see your shadow." I pointed at him with my spear.

He frowned and smiled when he understood what I said.

"Like you, I also fought in the palace of exalted deities; I also fought the Askars in the home of Queen Ram," he explained.

I frowned when he said that. Does he mean he fought alone? While the four of us were only in the kingdom,

"You were the only one who fought the soldiers?" I asked for reassurance.

"Yes," he answered. My eyes rolled while looking at him.

He was able to fight the Askar by himself. While the four of us looked weak and defeated,

"But the Askar are too strong for you to defeat them by yourself," I added.

I still remember how quickly soldiers act, especially if their enemy is not a god.

If Hesperus and I had not come to the corridor where Hemera and Agathodaemon were feasting with the Hekada soldiers,

"But I was able to do it alone, and there were four of you?" When he said this, he seemed to be boasting.

But it is impossible for him to defeat the Askars by himself. I really don't believe it.

"I don't believe that you fought alone and that the four of us almost died," I explained further.

"Believe what you want to believe. I'm only telling the truth, my dear Ilra." He turned a little towards me as a sign of respect.

Truth or lie? Is that his strength so that he can overcome his opponents?

"Let's say you're telling the truth, but why didn't you tell us?" I asked authoritatively.

"Because I don't want..." He was still thinking about what to say. I looked at him. He took a deep breath and continued with what he had to say. "Because I don't want to let you know; I want to prove something," he said with sadness.

We haven't been able to train with him since then. I don't see his moves when it comes to battle. But I know he is strong, not because he is a god but because he has 'war' power.

"I want our parents to be proud of me; I have no grudge against you. I want to prove that even though I am the youngest, I can fight the soldiers without your help," he emphasized the word 'without your help'.

Our father has been telling him for a long time that he has nothing to prove, even though he is the youngest.

"But that doesn't mean we won't be informed first that you are the only one fighting the Askars. Your point of view is also wrong; you have nothing to prove to yourself. Because our father and mother love you, that will not change." I patted his arm, but only weakly.

"We are not your enemy if not yourself; it is you who should be strengthening your mind, but you are lowering it because of the foolishness you say." I hit him with the mallet on the back of his thigh, but only weakly.

"Let me join you in the next battle." He smiled while saying those things to me.

As the eldest sibling (Ilra Dehar) among them, I should be patient, but can I be patient if my siblings are nasty?

"Don't say those things to me; it's better if you talk to our other siblings." I held his hand and squeezed it.

"Please forgive me because I didn't inform you; I was selfish." While he was saying that to me, he was crying.

I felt a pain in my chest. "What are you doing? Don't cry like you beat a kid in a competition for sweet dore (fruit)," I said.

He immediately got my point and laughed when I mentioned who Dore and I liked. None other than my brother Agathodaemon.

"When Agathodaemon hears what you said, it might disappear," he said with a laugh.

We laughed for a minute. Summons, my dear brother, because I insulted you in a short time. Agathodaemon.

"I think he might use his power," I added, making us both laugh again.

"You need to apologize not only to me but also to Agathodaemon, but if you give him the dore, everything will be fine," I said, and we laughed again.

"Next, Ilra." He hugged me tightly. I smiled and gently beat my brother.