In the afternoon, Al was lying down on the soft grass after a hard day training. Despite his effort, he felt like he did not make any improvement at all even though Iseria said he did.

Sitting next to him, Iseria wanted to know more about him but this time, she did not see him as a suspicious man, but as a friend. She asked, "So, Al, how was your life back in Constella?"

"Let's say…", remembering his home, Al closed his eyes and he could see the scene of his family. He said, "It's boring than Reingar. Most of the time people active in daylight. When night falls, everybody stays at their home. There aren't many festivals and activities as Reingar. The only festivals we have are season ones, such as Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter festival. But they are simple. Just know that in those days, we eat better than normal a little. I trained with my father at day and studied with my mother at night."

"Yeah, sounds boring," Iseria agreed.

"What about you?" Al turned to her, "There is something I am curious about the Elves. People say that they live on the trees, is that true?"

"No, not really," Iseria smiled, "An Elf village often has around 40 to 50 people, and we choose a forest to settle. It is true that we are attached to the forest but living on the trees is not quite right. Of course, many elves build their houses on them. It is preferred housing style, though."

After a few chats, Al had something in his mind that he wanted to ask Iseria but he was worried if it bothered her too much. Nevertheless, if he could help her then it was a good thing. He then asked, "Can I ask you a thing?"

"Yes?" Iseria wondered.

"I see you and… that girl who follows you…"

"You mean Lady Alexa?" she asked.

"Yeah…" Al got up and nodded. He continued, "Every time I see her with you, you feel trouble. Is everything good?"

"Oh…" Iseria was surprised by how sensitive and observant he was. She then remembered what Yuna told her about Al's ability. She did not believe it until this moment. At first, she wanted to drive out the subject but seeing his worrying looks and how trustworthy he was, Iseria did not feel afraid anymore. Taking a deep breath, Iseria held her hands and answered, "I really can't say everything is okay. But… you know…" she struggled, "… every time I am around with her, I feel like she is trying to get my attention to notice only her. Although I know she doesn't mean bad, it makes me scare and uncomfortable."

Trying to figure out what happened, Al asked, "Is it because she bothers your personal space too much?"

"I'm not sure. But there is one thing…" Iseria stopped. She looked sad when she recalled what happened to her in the past. She continued, "There was a time I hated humans. They are selfish, greedy, arrogant and violent."

Al kept silent and let her express her sadness.

Iseria opened her eyes and looked up the blue and beautiful sky, she then told him, "When I was just a five years old little girl. We were living in an Elf village nearby and we often traded goods with them. One day, my parents walked me to a human village. I thought it was just another great day with them. Until we went to the market, I was so excited that I lost my parents. Then…"

Seeing how struggling she was, Al suggested, "It's okay. You don't have to force yourself."

"No, I'm fine. Thank you," Iseria smiled at him. Strangely, she felt like she could tell him anything without worrying anything. She continued, "Then a female human came to me. She saw me cry and asked if I was lost. I nodded and she told me she would lead me to my parents. I followed her naively until she took to a basement. After that, she pushed me on the ground and placed her hands between my…"

"Stop, you don't need to tell me any more," Al insisted. He was very surprised at what happened to her and understood her struggle with Alexa.

Feeling the care from Al, Iseria could not help but smiled. Every time she remembered it, it always hurt her. However, it did not anymore with him around. She said, "You are quick-understanding, you know?"

"It's not the first time I heard a story like yours," Al responded, "My mother often helped to soothe those who shared the same pain as you. Most of them were traumatized that imprisoned themselves and never opened to anyone. It was hard to help them but my mother always insisted to do what she could. It took a lot of time and she was always proud when they finally walked out."

At that moment, Iseria realized Al was following his mother's path. "I see..." she smiled and continued, "You know, I don't understand how human can overcome their trauma and fear. Even after so many decades, I still can't forget what happened in the past."

"On the opposite, isn't it because their lives are shorter than elves, they have to overcome it and keep forward?" Al asked back.

"Oh…" Iseria was surprised to see a simple fact that was not hard to find out. She smiled and continued, "You're right. But I don't hate all humans, especially Queen Diene and Sir Charles."

"I'm listening," Al said.

"You know about the Archdemon war, right?" Iseria asked and he nodded, "Over 20 years ago, I was pulling out elves who wanted to run away from the war. Most of them were wounded and scared. At that time, I lost faith in the goddess and the Heir of the Covenant. So I ran away, leaving my home and settled in a new forest. But that forest was "own" by some nobles and they forced us to leave but they said we could stay if we paid tax. When we refused, they forced the other humans to burn the forest. We had no choice but to pay tax. But it was so expensive and it drained our lives. Then one day, a Suin named Cartuja and his… "friends", came and met me to offer a "good" deal."

Feeling strange at her words and expressions, Al wondered, "Cartuja? You mean the big brown fur Suin?"

"You know him?" Iseria was surprised.

"Yeah, I met him back in Aakhen. He was very friendly and noisy," Al answered. "So, what did he offer?" he then asked.

"He and his "friends" asked me to lead them to a ruin, where they buried the fake artifacts and let the archeologists found them. Then they would buy them at a cheap price and sold them at a higher price at the market. Basically, they were scammers," Iseria explained.

"That's it, huh? I thought he was a good man. We even had a drink." Al felt very strange. Back in Aakhen, he thought Cartuja was a lousy but kind Suin.

Seeing the struggling on Al's face, Iseria tried to calm him down, "Please don't be angry at him. Cartuja didn't want to do it but his other fellows forced him. Besides, he needed money badly back then. You know the Suin was hunted and scattered around the Orbis, right?" Iseria stopped and Al nodded. She then continued, "Cartuja wanted to help his people and it needed a lot of money. And he decided to do anything at any cost to make money, even if it was dirty. You know, when I met him again, he apologized to me and explained that "it's either rob or being robbed". But he didn't regret it if it meant to help his people."

Al was surprised as he did not know what they had been through. He then asked, "So, what was next?"

"Obviously, we all were imprisoned. But one day, Sir Charles came in and asked if I wanted to join the Ezera's army and became the second-in-command of the Order of the Sword. I was very surprised," Iseria told.

"A prison took a high position, I can see that many people didn't agree with Sir Charles," Al thought for a second and said.

"You got it right," Iseria smiled, "To prove that Sir Charles was not wrong, I had to prove myself as well. When I defeated Sir Crozet, the Knight Commander of the Shield, Sir Charles invited me to a fight. I won but it was clear that he let me win."

Remembering how Charles scared the hell out of him, Al looked away and Iseria could see his body was shaking a little. "Yeah…" he mumbled weakly.

It was weird and funny that Iseria had to cover her smile. She then calmed him, "Please don't hate Sir Charles. He is a very kind-hearted commander that always takes care of his subordinates. Honestly, I was really surprised when he praised you but right now, I see he wasn't wrong at all."

"Whatever you say, ma'am…" Al responded. Seeing how Iseria was having fun, he pretentiously shook his body.

"What surprised me more was Queen Diene. After I had been appointed, she granted me a land where I and the other elves could live. At first, I wanted to refuse since I was green but she and Sir Charles kept insisting," Iseria recalled.

"She sounds like a great queen," Al commented.

"Yes, she was," Iseria nodded, "Instead of focusing on the nobles and riches, she focused on the people. Thanks to that, they had a better life than before but it was kind of tickling the high-class nobles."

"Of course, they don't want to lose their benefits," Al said.

"That's right. But thanks to the Orders and Sir Charles, they didn't dare to do anything. But sadly, Queen Diene passed away one day, leaving the young king behind," Iseria felt sad when she remembered the queen.

"I think it's enough negative emotions today," Al stood up, "I wonder how Ezera looks like."

"I'll show you around if you come there one day," Iseria smiled and they kept training.

Later, Yuna and Charles came to them. Seeing them were still training hard and full focused that did not realize their appearance until they came too close. Iseria and Al quickly greeted him and Charles waved his hand as he did not want them to be so polite and strange to him. As for Yuna, she was holding a strange thing and she gave it to Al afterward. Iseria wondered what it was.

"Behold! My latest product, Mr. Beam Spammer Mk.2," Yuna said loudly and looked like she was having fun.

"Could you just stop naming things weirdly?" Al pretended to be annoyed.

"Oh come on. It is so cool when people shouting and screaming their skills and attacks in the middle of the fight," Yuna would not give up easily.

"What kind of idiots will do that?" Al wondered.

"Apologize, now! To all the protagonists of anime!"

"Hell no."

"Youth," Charles looked at Yuna and Al arguing and smiled joyfully while Iseria was struggling to calm them down.

"Alright, whatever it is, how is it?" After a while, Al took what Yuna brought to him. At first, it looked like a steel stick but Al transformed it to a gun. The barrel was small and had the size of the sword.

"I analyzed the Mk.1 and now you can cast any magic on it without fault. But instead of firing live ammo, it will fire magic beams depending on what you cast on it. It can be fire, ice, or wind," Yuna explained.

"Thank you," Al responded.

"If you are grateful to me, then call its name properly," Yuna seemed to be excited about some reason.

"Yeah… no," Al sighed.

Looking at Al for a while, Charles asked, "So, how is the training going?"

"I…" Al felt a bit of disappointment inside. He then answered, "No matter how many times I tried, I could only lift them for a few seconds."

Charles paused for a few seconds before dropping his great sword on the ground, "Try picking it up," he stated.

Al did not know what the Knight Commander intended to do. He looked at Iseria and saw her nodding. He then grabbed the sword's grip and tried to pick up but no matter how hard he tried, the sword did not move at all. It was very heavy and it made Al wonder how Charles could carry it so easily.

"What is a weapon for you? A tool, or a part of your body?" Charles asked and Al could not answer. He then continued, "If it is a tool, what do you use it for? If it is a part of your body, how do you control it? And If it is a weapon, what are you fighting for?"

At first, Al did not understand Charles fully and either did Iseria and Yuna. When he looked at Charles' eyes, Al felt like the Knight Commander knew he had the answer. Holding his breath, Al tried again. This time, he focused very hard and thought carefully of what Charles said to him. Slowly, the great sword was lifted. Al had to hold it by both hands but it would take more than that to use it as Charles did. Breathing and sweating, Al stood the sword up and he could hear the claps from Charles.

"Excellence," Charles praised him. "And keep going," he said and the young Suin nodded.

Al felt something was awaken inside him. He looked at his new gun and decided to try. As Iseria was expected, the gun was flying on the air. Although it was not stable, it was clear that Al could finally make a big improvement. When both Yuna and Iseria complimented him, Al lost focus on a second and the gun fired a blazing beam that flamed on a tree. Suddenly, a strong wind from nowhere helped to spread the fire. Iseria, Yuna, and Al tried to put off the fire while Charles was laughing.

"Please, Sir Charles, now is not the time to laugh," Iseria commented.

Suddenly, Charles held his sword and swung strongly, created a wind that extinguished the fire and he left afterward, leaving the trio looking at him with their shocking eyes as they did not know what just happened.