Chapter 2
Isabela and Aric's group continued their journey the next day, through a forest that was dense and full of mystery. Sunlight shone brightly through the lush leaves as the group continued forward.
However, their calm was interrupted by a strange, dark sound that came from behind the trees. As they approached the source of the sound, they discovered a valley inhabited by a pack of vicious goblins. The goblins looked ready to attack, their weapons shining in the sunlight.
Aric and the soldiers immediately prepared to fight. The battle began with a sudden attack from the goblins. Isabella's soldiers quickly formed a formation, attacked and some protected the horse carriage, while Aric prepared to stand at the front line to withstand the first attack. His sword glowed in his hand, and he attacked nimbly, cutting down the approaching goblins.
Isabela, staying in the carriage while continuously chanting holy prayers for their protection, The goblins, although fierce, were forced to engage in a difficult fight against Aric and the soldiers. Their attacks were constantly being broken by Aric's fighting skills and swordsmanship. However, things changed when a much larger and bulkier goblin appeared, who seemed to be their leader.
The goblin leader led his troops with zeal, and the battle heated up. Aric faced the goblin leader with unwavering courage. Aric stood tall in the middle of a battlefield filled with chaos. His legendary sword, gleaming in the setting sun, seemed poised to radiate its mighty power.
His determined face reflects his courage and determination to fight the goblin leader who threatens peace. With steady steps, Aric stepped forward towards the goblin leader who challenged him. The goblin leader, who was much bigger and stronger, looked at Aric with a challenging gaze. They both sized each other up, tension palpable in the air.
Then, with a swift and precise movement, Aric swung his legendary sword at the goblin leader. Light glinted from the blade as it cut through the air at incredible speed. The sound of howling wind could be heard as the sword left a trail of light in the sky.
The goblin leader reacted quickly, raising his shield to block the attack. The clash of two tremendous forces produced a loud bang. The two sides face each other, challenging each other, in an epic battle that decides the fate of the battlefield.
Aric, with eyes that radiated fighting spirit, continued to swing his sword with great strength, maintaining hope and justice in his heart. As time passes, the battlefield bears witness to an epic battle between Aric and the goblin leader, with the legendary sword illuminating the tale of heroism in its every move. The fight became increasingly fierce and dramatic.
The fight between them became the main focal point of the battle. The two exchanged attacks with incredible speed and power. Aric, with his sword skills, managed to take control of the fight and finally defeated the goblin leader. With the fall of the goblin leader, their army's morale subsided, and the remaining goblins fled into the forest.
Isabela, and Aric looked at their success with a sense of victory filling their hearts. They continue their journey, looking forward to their next adventure in this world full of wonder and danger.
“Aric, once again you have saved us. After arriving in town, stop by my family's town house. My father must reward and reward you for your services.” Isabella said “You praise me too much Miss.” Aric blushed. “No Aric, I feel like you are more than just an ordinary adventurer. I can see the holy light from the sword you use. May I know where you got that sword from?" Isabella asked.
A moment of silence. "I got that sword when I was ten years old. At that time I practiced on my own through a book I found in the trash. I was raised by a woodcutter who lived in a village on the outskirts of the Black Forest. He said he found me as a baby in the forest." Aric opened the word.
"Then your parents..." Aric shrugged his shoulders.
“I don't know, maybe it was killed by a group of goblins. Only grandpa Rob the woodcutter in my family. When I learned about summoning this sword came to me. And accompanied me on my adventures until now."
"Then now Grandpa Rob is alone?"
"Rob's grandfather is dead."
"Ohh sorry." Isabella's face turned sad.
"It's okay Miss, Grandpa Rob is indeed old."
"Aric, don't worry, now you are with us. I will be your family.” Isabella held Aric's hand with a shy face with red cheeks.
Aric blushed again at Isabella's words. They were both lost in their own thoughts.
The horse-drawn carriage they were riding in drove through the forest. Isabella's entourage approached the city gates in grandeur.
The horses ridden by the knights and squires exuded elegance and power. In the middle of the group, Isabella sat on a beautifully decorated carriage, wearing a beautiful dress that reflected her nobility and elegance as the daughter of the Grand Duke.
As they approached the city gates, the guards standing guard there immediately raised their arrows and greeted the group respectfully. A trumpet sounded from the watchtower, notifying the entire city of the arrival of the Grand Duke's daughter.
The sturdy city gates opened slowly, revealing Isabella surrounded by her knights and guards. The curious townspeople immediately gathered around the gate to witness the arrival of their daughter. Cheers and applause rang out, creating a joyful atmosphere.
The guards, in clean and neatly arranged clothes, formed a corridor for Isabella and her party through the gate. They bowed respectfully as the Grand Duke's daughter stepped forward, showing their appreciation and honor.
Isabella smiled gracefully, returning the greeting in a polite and gentle manner. Isabella and her entourage finally entered the bustling city, accompanied by cheers and warm smiles from the townspeople celebrating their daughter's arrival. Isabella's grace and nobility was reflected in her every step, creating a moment of joy and honor in the hearts of all who witnessed it.
Aric and Isabella stepped out of the horse carriage. Aric took Isabella's hand affectionately. All looking eyes expressed admiration for the two people. Very harmonious, a dashing handsome man with a beautiful, graceful daughter, like the sun and moon descending together into the world.
Isabella my beloved daughter." Exclaimed the old lelai who still looked healthy with an athletic and strong body. Isabella's "father" hugged her father, Grand Duke Bind de Gourten, very warmly. Grand Duke Bind de Gourten couldn't hide his happy expression at having met his daughter. However, he also did not deny his curiosity about Aric.