"Hurry up Brutus!" Caesar was running towards the closing gates of the Palace providence. They had two more areas to attempt to convince people that coexistence is possible; the Scholar city and the Palace residential town. After traveling for 6 years, the two realized that the real problem was racism towards other creatures such as fairies, vampires, werewolves, and many more. Rome was the only area that did not accept such practices. Everywhere they went was the same thing:
"You're delusional!"
"You harbored filthy creatures!"
They didn't give up hope because they still had the king to talk to. That King could convince all the people that coexistence can happen.
"I'm right behind you!" The two made it inside the gates in time, panting from all the time they ran.
"We made it into the scholar city Brutus.." The boy was panting.
"The scholars will probably understand us..hopefully."
The two young teens were walking through the city, looking at the unusual sight they had never seen. People were using magic for everyday things. Cleaning, studying, even selling things. Back in the Roman polis, only soldiers were allowed to use magic. Even then, they did not depend on it everyday.
Everyone recognized the origin of the two teens, by the clothes they wore. Beautiful leather sandals and the warrior tunic. It was typical even for the younger population to wear.
"Caesar..they're all looking at us." Brutus spoke timidly.
"Do not mind them Brutus.."
"Yes, sir."
"I told you not to refer to me like that. We're friends."
"Sorry s- I mean Caesar." He blushed slighty.
Eventually the two ended up at the edge of town. It was a large city so of course they would get lost, especially when they've never been there.
"I think we might be lost." The green-haired boy looked around.
"It would seem so." Caesar sighed.
Suddenly there was a sound coming from around the area. It didn't grow close but, it stayed at the same pace. It was then they realized that it was the sound of brush strokes. The two looked around until they noticed a man with blue hair, painting on a canvas.
"When did he get here?!"
"I think we should keep it down Brutus..he seems to be busy with that painting."
The two boys walked towards him to see what he was doing.
"E Rovinato!..." The man exclaimed causing the teens to jump.
"What?"
"He said we ruined it." Caesar placed a hand on his chin.
"I know that but we didn't even touch it for us to ruin it."
The man started chuckling, "You moved. Now I can't finish my painting." He lifted up the canvas and turned it towards them. He was painting them. The white-haired boy stood with his hands on his hips, signifying his status, and Brutus appeared to be looking around.
"Is that really how I stand?"
"That is what I observed yes. You are a maturing boy yet your stance already portrays such elegance much like a marble statue."
"Are you okay sir?" The teen watched as the man sparkled.
Brutus looked at the guy and folded his arms, "What brings you here?"
"Ah yes." He cleared his throat, "There is a reason why I have come before you."
"Do you want to kill us?" The white-haired teen gripped his sheathed sword.
"There is no need to worry. I will not be doing that sort of thing. It would be undisciplined of a scholar." The blue-haired man put the art utensils back in a small wooden case he had.
"Then why are you here?"
"I was getting to that. So please allow me to finish."
The boys nodded letting him continue.
"I noticed you two were from the Roman city-state that was attacked six years ago. From what I have heard, it was the kingdom knights that attacked it. I understand you might be here to fight against such actions. Or perhaps there's something else about the kingdom that's bothering you." He smiled lightly.
The blue-eyed teen quickly narrowed his eyes, "You must have a keen sense then, because racism is another thing bothering me about this place."
"So it would seem. Are you trying to meet with the king in order to gain his acceptance?"
"Yes..but I will only resort to that if the people here in the Scholar city or the Palace residential town don't listen to what I have to say. I've travelled far too long to be rejected once again."
"Every town we've been to..they all reacted the same..they've been teaching them wrongly." Brutus joined in the conversation.
"He speaks the truth. We've never seen such animosity towards other races until the day we left our home. I understand that it was attacked because there were other races living there. But not once did the races living there, attack other towns." Caesar looked away with a slight bit of anguish.
"It appears you've been through so much. But what if I told you, that I too disagree with the western kingdom. I too believe that we can live in peace with other races." The man looked at them.
The two boys were shocked. They finally found someone who thought the same as them. Caesar was not going to let this opportunity pass. Perhaps having a scholar on his side could strengthen the effect on other people.
"Who are you really?" The boy asked with a slight smirk on his face.
"I am Leonardo Da Vinci. An inventor, painter, and a blacksmith. You can refer to me as Da Vinci if you pleased." The man bowed.
"No need to be so formal. You're older than I."
"Indeed but, you are a Caesar, given your hair color and your stance. They are one of the most powerful families in this kingdom." He pointed at the boy.
"My family?..they're royalty?"
Both Brutus and Caesar were surprised at the revelation.
"But then why didn't anyone know about me when I went into the towns?"
"I do not know, myself. But perhaps it was to keep you safe." Da Vinci wore an amused expression.
Brutus grabbed Caesar and pulled him to the side, "I'm not completely sure about this guy Caesar..he seems pretty shady to me."
"I don't trust him either, however, we can use his knowledge. Then people will listen to us. He might be able to request an audience with the king for us too."
"You're such an opportunist.."
"I have to be..or nothing will change."
The two boys walked back to Da Vinci.
"Do you need knowledge on anything else?"
"We want you to help us. We want to talk to the people of this town and the next. But using your knowledge, the people might believe it more." The teen smirked. "Are you in or not?"
"What will I earn for helping you with this?"
"A world where you would be free to study other races."
"Then I accept." The two shook hands.
"This child has become interesting indeed. I wish to see how far he will go in carrying out his plan." Da Vinci thought to himself as he let go.
