Chapter 134: Nightmare Sea (2)

"Come now, Mopher, you are just making it difficult for her to understand," Scarlett said from her spot. Even though her state was like any limp, helpless person, her aura, arrogance told others differently. "This is just a trial, and anything here is as real as it gets. You can't die, and even if you die you will be resurrected."

Mopher rubbed his forehead in contemplation. "Your highness, you aren't supposed to say that," he said. "And you don't know for sure that this is a trial."

"Oops," Scarlett grinned and a light clicked on her head as she finally found some sanity. "I finally remember why I sank the ship just now."

"So you are coming up with reason after doing the deed, Your Highness?" Mopher said as he finished removing his suit entirely. "Either way, let's hear it, it shouldn't be anything outrageous than what you just did." 

"Well, my reasoning is very, very simple," Scarlett said.

"All your reasons are, your highness."

"Oh, shut up, Mopher," Scarlett snorted and gave Ileana a look. The girl had not covered her face yet, still fuming with a fury not knowing what to say. Then she looked at the burning, sinking ship. "I don't like how this trial is held."

"Again, this may not really be a trial."

"Oh, really, Mopher," Scarlett said, eyeing the escort knight. "Then how do you propose I was taken here then? Who would have the gall to kidnap me if they are clear about my last name?"

"Your highness, nobody kidnapped you, you just kidnapped yourself." Mopher brought out a crystal orb and was about to run mana to clean the suit for his highness to use.

"No need, Mopher," Scarlett said.

"But you will need it more than me in your current state," Mopher said.

Scarlett clicked her tongue. "Do whatever you want," she said, keeping eye contact, "for your information. I won't mind if it's yours."

Mopher looked and got to clean everything off the suit. The crystal orb could clean almost anything from simple lingering mana stench to higher-order contaminations.

Scarlett grinned and looked at Ileana, who was looking at her incredulously. "Did I break you?" she asked, "For real, don't worry about anyone on the ship. Even though I don't like the way these trials are held, it is an opportunity. Only the courageous will strive here. If they have some courage to go through pain and failure, again and again, they will succeed. And if they give up, then nothing changes. You will see them back when you return to your world."

Ileana frowned, and her body stabled from quivering. "How can you be so sure?" she asked in a pressed voice.

"Well, it seems you don't know me that too well," Scarlett said. "That reminded me, how do you know me again?"

"I have met you in the other trial," Ileana said.

"Really?" Scarlett said with a thoughtful expression. "Right, I remember. You are with that stupid boy with cool power. How is he? Is he here?"

"I am not sure," Ileana said. "How can you be so sure this is a trial?"

"Again, with the same question?" Scarlett shook her head and cursed herself for doing it in her such a state. She looked at Ileana and continued. "My grandfather is possibly the strongest man alive. Even gods have to listen to him. Now, who would have the gall to take me out of here silently?"

"There could possibly be many reasons, infighting and schemes in the royal family, for example," Ileana said as her anger receded.

Scarlett thought for a second and nodded. "That's a valid reason," she said. "But it is a very poor choice to leave me alive, considering the fact that I am the star in the eyes of my grandfather. Even Mopher here with limited intelligence would not do that."

Mopher grunted in return and crouched down near her. "It's ready," he said and gave it to her.

Scarlett looked at him blankly, as if he forgot the obvious thing. "Mopher dear, I think you are well aware of the side effects of using that power."

Mopher still looked reluctant and gave Ileana a look.

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"Oh common, I know you for what, a dozen years? All my life. I have literally seen you peeing in your pants. You don't have to be that conservative."

Mopher did not listen and looked at Ileana. "My lady, will you mind helping here?" he asked Ileana.

Ileana looked at the duo suspiciously. Mopher had the look as he was begging her, while Scarlett had the eyes that told her one word: no.

"Is that really a trial?" she asked Mopher. Even though the princess gave valid reasons, she can't seem to trust all, witnessing her eccentric behaviour.

Mopher sighed. "Yes," he told, "There is no threat to life, but things can get too bloody here."

Ileana looked carefully at those eyes and nodded. She stood up and walked carefully towards them. "Let me help."

"Thank you," Mopher said and stood up before Scarlett could say anything. "I will look into the boat first. The sun would set in half an hour. I got to prepare."

Mopher vanished into the control room, leaving two of them behind.

"You have disappointed me, Mopher," Scarlett yelled from behind. "You have turned your back on your duty and left me in the hand of some unknown girl of the lower world. I'll tell everything to Sir Augustus when we return."

"I think you might scare him away," Ileana said and got to suit the limp princess up. She started with the legs, of course, holding it up not too roughly, but not too carefully either.

"Nah, I'm tired," Scarlett said and let out a sigh, looking at the magnificent deed she had done. "Well, I did make it easy for the contestant. There is that."

. . .

In a horrifying tempest, looming behind her, Lara ran her mana to the best of her ability, in hope of not drowning in the water. She had lost her boat already and was barely holding on. She did not know much about the place, other than it was a damning ocean with extreme weather.

It was her fourth day here, and in these four days, she had learned anything could happen in the nighttime. After sundown every day, something supernatural occurred surrounding her. Being a guardian apprentice, she had her fair share of supernatural happenstance. The few she encountered here were entirely of another class.

For all that matter, she had died 4 times already. First, it was when she stood up against those slavers and got herself murdered. She could tell it was an accident, and she had very much had to with it as the slavers would very much want her alive. In such circumstances, she got herself killed with a chest full of regret, only to find herself waking up in the middle of the ocean with nothing but a boat under her back.

She had lost that on the second day and died. With all the ability she had, it shouldn't have been a problem to keep herself in a fair state as she was closing off to second order. Unfortunately, the water here was not normal, and she could faintly feel something claiming her sanity slowly.

The more mana she used and fatigued she got, the more desperate the situation got.

A high wave of heavy water loomed behind her and Lara ducked in time underwater. Still the rush of force got clothing torn. Well, for all that mattered, she was already in rags, and now being naked would not be anything more.

Heavy saltwater got its way into her nose and mouth, giving burning pulses on her head. She got up out of the water and started coughing. Perhaps dying would have been better in her current circumstances, as it would rebirth her with a better state and at a better position where she could plan everything again. But all that does not mean it would be better since she would find herself in such trouble again and again.

Moreover, she did not know how many times she would be resurrected. There did not seem to be any limit, but who could tell there isn't another restriction?

After her first death, she had learned that this was the trial she was preparing for and, as Elior had told them; it hit where she never even thought. For her current dilemma, she could not give up, even knowing she would likely die. From drowning or perhaps from something else. 

Abruptly, Lara felt a sharp agony in her leg and felt something pulling her underwater.

It was coming again. Gritting her teeth enduring the pain, Lara forced a wave of mana out of her leg, but the dagger-like teeth dug into her bones, tearing it entirely like a piece of scrap paper.

Lara cursed, working her other leg into a violent kick when another one of those huge sea creatures came and took a bite on her head. Pain clouded her head, and she found utterly herself helpless like the other fourth time.

[You have died for the fifth time.]

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