CHAPTER 14
- So. How do we get to other worlds? - Lance asked. - Should we try this mountain with portals?
- No, some corridors are closed. We checked. - she said (Y/N). - It would be best to try with.... tea.
- Traveler's tea. - Misako wheezed. - I think it's somewhere in Wu's room at the monastery. - she added thoughtfully.
- Okay... But even if it works, how do we find our new allies? - Axl asked.
- Not to mention who will be our.... intermediary. - added Macy.
- We don't even know, who we will negotiate with and where! It's a plan without a plan! - Clay cried out indignantly.
- Geezzz... Don't panic, Boorington. Something will come up on the spot. - said Lance with a shrug of the shoulders.
- We can't do that! Remember that most of us are already.... have a higher status. - Clay said uncertainly and shook his head. - We are to make an inter-world alliance for the war, we can't act like teenagers anymore. We are adults and already represent a higher power. And I am not Boorington!
- For me you are still... Boorington!
- Quiet! Clay is right, we can't act rashly. These people from other realms may not agree with our proposal, so we have to make an effort and earn their trust. Without help, let's not kid ourselves, we are doomed. It's a matter of time, before they find a way to move to Knighton, and here is our last line of defense, we must prepare for that. So the argument is over. - Aaron rebuked them.
- Well... So what do we do in the end? - Jay asked.
- Someone of us, using the Traveler's Tea will get to another world, find our potential allies and bring them here to help us.... Or at least that's what I understood. - Jestro told him.
- Oh, okay.
- But even if we get there. How will we navigate in that realm? - Kai asked. - After all, we don't know how to navigate in foreign worlds. For example, in the Never Realm.
- I will search some books. Maybe there will be some books about the other worlds.... We got this castle from the power from Deep Magic, so maybe there will be something about traveling to other worlds. - The high Princess announced to everyone.
- I'll help you. - Aspheera sighed.
- I will also help. There's nothing to do anyway. - Pythor added and followed them deeper into the library.
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At his home, Cyrus decided to expand his security system in case of other attacks on him. Goldie was in the living room of the villa and reeling in his chair in pain as his cervical vertebrae ached unmercifully. The white snake looked at his companion worriedly and put his hands on his hips.
- Goldie, you need to go to the doctor. Who knows what happened to you from that blow, maybe your neck was damaged! I'll call a guard and tell him to take you to the hospital.
Goldie took a deep breath and shook his head. - No. I don't need a doctor, this pain will pass in no time. It's only temporary. - He grabbed his neck and massaged it.
- Yes, and you're wriggle in that chair like a.... roundworm. Let yourself be helped, my friend. You defended me, now let me repay you. - Cyrus said with concern, approaching the phone, which was lying on the table.
Goldie laughed without humor. - You worry too much, Cyrus. I'm admittedly a bit old, but a little bump won't kill me. Get away from that phone, please.
Cyrus groaned in exasperation and dragged his hand across his face. - But you are stubborn. I swear, to you nothing can be translated.
Goldie rolled his eyes at this. - And you worry too much, you need to change your record, which is jammed in your brain. Will you be so kind and make me some tea?
Cyrus sighed. - Of course.
Serpentine disappeared into the kitchen and Goldie sighed. The man reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his phone. He opened the photo galleries and saw a picture showing himself and his son, Pedro. The photo was taken during the Festival of Colors, Pedro was all sprinkled with red dye and Goldie was all covered in purple.
Goldie sighed depressed and switched to another photo, his face saddened even more. Twilight, his wife with whom he had separated. His music career blinded Goldie's judgment and he lost his family because of it, abandoning them when Pedro was still a baby and leaving them alone. After the divorce, he sent Twilight money from concerts, but Twilight did not want to accept it, saying that the money was "for mercy''.
Cyrus returned to the living room with a cup of tea and set it on the coffee table. He looked at his companion. - Are you all right?
Goldie shifted his gaze to him and nodded. - Yeah, everything is clear.
Cyrus furrowed. - Thinking about them, huh?
Goldie nodded again and rubbed his eyes with his hand. - Yes. I was dumb...
- Pedro is not angry with you. He is... distanced from you, but I know he loves you.
- Twilight probably told him what happened. That I left them because of greed for fame?
- You didn't do it out of greed. You did it, because music is your interest, which you love.
- But also because of that, I left them.
- You were young and your fame at my side was blossoming. You had to develop your talent on a regular basis to reach something bigger, like me. If you already.... it can be said that I indirectly contributed to it. You lost your family because of me.
- It's not your fault. It was my stupid mind, which told me that music is something that will lead me to something in life.... And I did get to something, I'm famous. My heart told me to go back to Twilight, but I didn't listen.... And now I have.
- I think... That you need to talk to Twilight. Pedro will forgive you, but about Twilight.... Oh, about her you'll have to make an effort.
- I know, I have to earn her love, but.... how am I going to do that?
- For begining... Try to talk to her and explain your mistake. I think she will listen to you. Then, try to renew your relationship with them, with Pedro. Don't just send money, but give him the father he's been missing for so many years. If necessary... I will help you and intercede on your behalf.
- You think?
- Of course.
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