Chapter 17: Quest 15- Outside Orario- Melen

After leveling up from Ouranos, Cirrus begun to pack his stuff to travel outside of Orario. Seeing as he never had to leave the city before he asked Hermes some necessities since from his past life’s knowledge Hermes is the god of travelers.

After everything was set Cirrus went and informed Lenoa that he would be gone for a while.

Meeting up at the Hermes Familia’s home they placed anything of importance to Loki’s Familia seeing as they would be gone and they couldn’t afford to let any of their information slip into Evilus, Finn made sure of that.

While traveling they decided to fist head to Melen and inform the Poseidon Familia.

 

Waiting for Hermes to finish his meeting with Poseidon and Njord, Cirrus was learning how to ride a horse from Lydia.

“Easy now!” she said.

“I am you making me nervous.” Cirrus said with sweat dripping from him.

“Good now go around the block a few times slowly alright, ill be next to you.”

“Hm!”

Slowly riding a horse through the fishing city of Melen with Lydia helping him Cirrus was getting use to riding a horse. The small little movements the horse makes and bumps on the road.

Returning back to inn they spot Hermes and another god, one with hair like seafoam with a tan skin with a rather athletic build. Next to this god was a man with light purple hair with tan skin and an even more robust build with various scars on his body.

“Ah there you are! Lydia! Zephyr! I like you to meet Poseidon and his Captain Lance!”

Lydia helps Cirrus gets off and they meet one of the gods who help brought order to the world and his captain one who matched blades with Zeus and Hera’s Familia and the only level 7 still alive in the world.

“It is good to meet you Autolycus.” Lance said as he held out his hand with a rather high refinement that gave them the impression of an old noble wandering knight, of course they knew he was called Knight of Knights for a reason.

“Its nice to meet you to!” Lydia nonchalantly shakes his hand with a big smile.

“And you little adventure? What is your name?”

“My name is Zephyr but most in the city call me White Hide.”

“Bahahahaha!!” laughed out loud Poseidon. “Do they not know you’re a boy!”

“As far as they know from the ground I might as well be a 400-foot-tall minotaur with pink horns and silver wings.”

“Ah so you’re an agile one huh! do you wish to have a spar with Lance here! It’ll be good experience!”

“I would accept the offer, but we are busy at the moment with a job.” Cirrus says as he looks at Hermes, Hermes himself was sweating a bit.

“Ahem so uh about that we will be staying here for a few days, Poseidon has some merchant friends coming in a few days so we can find where some of Evilus has gone so…”

“So it seems you accept the spar!” Poseidon said with a smile on his face.

“…”

‘Fuck.’

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Out on an open area near the docks there was a crowd gather to see Lance fight.

“Are you sure you do not wish to use a weapon or put on armor?” Cirrus said.

“I am sure now show me how well they taught you young adventure.” He said with a gentle and warm smile.

Cirrus could see around him how much they like and respect Lance, even Cirrus didn’t really fight him from how nice he seemed.

“Haaa…so be it.”

Cirrus drew his sword and got into a stance holding his sword as if he was going for a lunge.

“!”

Lance quickly picked up that Cirrus knows how to swing a sword and slightly upped his defenses, his instincts told him to be wary.

“Impressive that stance tells me you know what you’re doing.”

“Thanks you, I’m glad my effort caught your eye, now.” A magic circle appeared behind Cirrus which surprised everyone except for Hermes. “Lets get this spar on a roll! (Exousía, Adorn: Ceryneian)!!”

“A level 2 mage!” Lance said surprised and shocked.

As the armor enveloped Cirrus, Poseidon could see why they called him White Hide, his masked looked like one but its appearance made him thought of a sacred animal.

“Lance!” Poseidon shouted. “Don’t let your guard down!!”

“That is too late.”

“!?”

At Lance’s peripheral’s he see’s a white mask and golden antlers.

Swis-!!

“!?”

“Well your faster than one would expect.” Lance said as he caught Cirrus in mid-swing grabbing it with his fingers. “But are you really level 2?” he then flung Cirrus from his blade, and he regained his balance landing back on the ground.

“…It was foolish to think I can end this so quickly.” Cirrus says taking out his spear and assembling it into a single piece.

“It was, I who didn’t take you seriously but now.” He gets the short sword and gets into his own stance holding upright with one arm.

‘This feeling…it’s like I’m facing a younger Alfia…he even resembles a bit of her captain…’

The short sword in his hands seems like a dagger but to many it looked like a long sword even to Cirrus, that’s how far his skills were compared to himself. This was someone who truly mastered the blade one who was given the title of Knight of Knights for a clear and obvious reason.