Age

I'm lonely, said the knight who sat in the middle of the graves of his two friends under an old oak tree. The look in his eyes said that he was tired. Silence just to mourn the past. How worrying it is to always be the only one who survives while the others die. Remembering that there was no point in dwelling on past circumstances, he began to move from the sadness in his sitting and began to think about what he would do next after that. Walked forward while taking off his red robe.

Ottilga, works as a warrior, and was an explorer for 18 years while she lived 30 years. The reason she became a dungeon traveler was to look for the body of a corpse (…).

When she arrived at the bar, she found people still joking with their party mates, who were still intact and maybe not. Moments that really shouldn't be wasted. With a blank stare, the knight approached the bar cashier's desk to order beer, some food, and sell some of the attributes her friend had left behind. And that was her mistake, she never left a dime of her friend's accessories from the sales bag for her to remember.

Just a few minutes of waiting while sitting in the corner, a woman with long white hair entered the bar coldly. Her aura that felt familiar to her was so piercing. The woman had blue eyes and beautiful features, like a princess from a northern kingdom. She ordered several barrels of wine for a party at her mansion. While waiting, the woman sat in front of Ottilga "You're looking for an adventure partner, right? I can accompany you if you like," said the woman, crossing her four fingers. The woman waited a while to hear the answer. The knight smiled dismissively and stood up. "That's fine, if you're up to it. Princess," she answered. They agreed to meet in front of the inn the next day.The next day outside the inn, "How about the party, Princess?" Ottilga asked. The woman just smiled a little annoyed. "I know you're making fun of me, stop calling me Princess because I have a name. Anna, that's my name," she answered. Ottilga smiled and ignored her words. Finally they set off to explore the dungeon.

"Hey, why don't you ask what my job is? We're going to explore a dungeon, you know. Understanding your teammates is important." Anna asked in front of the dungeon entrance. "From your characteristics, it's clear you're a Sage." "Wh-" "Why didn't I think you were a wizard even though his clothes were more inclined towards wizards, because wizards don't carry swords other than sword wizards." "wh-" "because magic wands emit magic even when not in use." "bu-" "The magic aura of a magic sword and a wand is different," "…," she answered quickly.

While in the dungeon, they encountered piles of undead and several charred goblins. "It feels like it's getting hotter and hotter here," complained Anna. Those who thought there was a fight between parties inside went deeper and saw a close-range fight between a raging fire and a party. The fire seemed to be one of the party members he was fighting, he couldn't stop the flow because he was carried away by Ottilga's inner emotions. Without hesitation, Ottilga advanced with the help of Anna who knew what magic to recite. Fire Resistance![french]. Ottilga attacked with four consecutive slashes until the Flame fell. Ottilga apologized to the party who was seen fighting the wild fire for interrupting the fight (and for taking the magic stone that the fire dropped) and gave the fragment of crystal stone to the party leader. But the leader actually refused the apology because they wanted to fight against their own members but they still felt pity, because the tantrum fire was the one who intended to save them too, if the warrior hadn't come, maybe the fire would have thrown away their comrade's sacrifice. They left the dungeon to bury the crystal fragments. "You know, I think i don't need to give 'em the flakes, even though they're cheap." Ottilga scolded. Curious Anna approached Ottilga who was picking up the remains of the crystal, "You yourself? You're not an amateur, right? A 300 year old grandmother who fakes her age so she won't be embarrassed if she makes a mistake." said Ottilga. "That's rude, are all kids nowadays as smart as you, or are they just empty talkers," exclaimed Anna, who immediately pointed the magic sword at him. "Wow, grandma, i'm just predicting. Is it true?" "You're not afraid of me, or my experiences-" "Everyone's experiences are different, it's hard to determine how scary a person is just by measuring age," Ottilga interrupted. "haah.. This is not about whether it is scary or not, this is about manners, manners, manners. Haven't you been taught? "Oh, kids these days," sighed the grandmother. And Ottilga answered with a smile, etiquette was not needed in her inner battle. “Should we continue exploring? "Because it seems like they have explored the dungeon but were only surrounded when they wanted to leave," asked the knight. Anna, who didn't answer, walked past Ottilga with the intention of answering. Come on, the treasure is waiting for me.

Day after day they fought in the dungeon and rested there. Eradicate monsters that have become everyday life. Even though they often fight, they still trust each other that they will protect each other.

On her last day, in front of the warmth of the campfire, Ottilga who was wiping his sword was stopped by the arrival of Anna who showed her true appearance. "You know I'm old and frail. I have no use for living anymore. Even my magic can't hold it anymore,” “So, do you want me to behead you?” Ottilga answered before Anna continued. And Anna just looked down to say 'yes'. Ottilga stood swiftly and held her sword tightly. “get ready.” "... ."

*slash* *thump* (sound of Anna's head rolling). 

It's so sad that a grandmother is even proud to die in bed near her grandchildren. Or even all of his descendants are gone.

With a feeling of discomfort, Ottilga carried Anna's body out of the dungeon. Haah... again. After covering the grave, Ottilga placed a light purple flower on top.

The wind was blowing hard but not brutally, indicating that the happy spirits could rest in peace.