Coddiwomple Trivia #3 : Delphia is allergic to daisies.
"N-Nozel-sama! Please wait! The Captain is busy-"
The young knight stopped in his tracks as the Silva narrowed his eyes at him in displeasure.
"Are you ordering me, Crimson Lion boy?"
Delphia rolled her eyes as the boy stuttered, trying to appease the royal. Deciding to end the poor boy's suffering, she stepped up, patting his shoulder. "Do yourself a favour and just let us pass. You won't get in trouble for letting us in. Not like you had much of a choice, to begin with." Delphia muttered the last sentence to herself, but from the glare, Nozel was giving her, she wasn't as quiet as she thought.
With a final pat on the younger knight's shoulder, Delphia followed after the captain as he strolled through the Crimson Lion's headquarters as if he owned the place.
Having grown with Fuegoleon, it wasn't a difficult task to locate his mana, and it wasn't long before it led them to one of the courtyards that the Lions used for training.
Leaning against a pillar, Delphia whistled, admiring the pyromaniac display as fire clashed against fire. Her brow rose in interest a smirk pulling on her lips as her eyes glazed over minutely. Nozel frowned as he felt a change in her mana, eyes alight in understanding when he caught her own.
"What did you see." His words came out more like an order than a question, but Delphia was far too used to his ways to complain.
"The little lion will grow into his claws, but he still has a long way to reach the pride's king and the lioness."
Nozel hummed in agreement. "Hn, even the lion king will have trouble beating the lioness."
Delphia felt herself fall deeper into her magic. "Not now-" Nozel's eyes sharpened in her direction. "In time, he will, but there are trials he must pass." She frowned as the future became hazy. She winced, clutching her forehead, "I- My lord-" It was Nozel's swift actions alone that allowed him to catch the violet haired beauty.
"Delphia!"
Having noticed the situation, Fuegoleon was swift in finishing his training with his brother and made his way to Nozel and Delphia.
"Leopold summon the healer!"
"Yes, Aniki!"
Both captains knelt beside the fallen woman with Nozel holding her against his chest as Fuegoleon checked her over, trying to find the source of her sudden ailment.
Delphia groaned, pushing their mothering hands away. "Stop, stop. I'm fine. It was just the backlash from my magic. Just give me a few seconds."
Nozel frowned at her stubbornness, but the two relented to her wishes. It didn't take long for her to get back on her feet, and just to appease the men's mother henning, she allowed the healer to check her over.
"Tell us what happened."
The trio now sat under one of the courtyard's large trees at their female member's insistence. If she was going to be interrogated, it would be done where and how she wants it.
Delphia sighed as she shuffled the tarot cards in her hands.
"Like I said, it was the backlash from my magic. I tried to forcefully induce a vision when Fuegoleon's future started going hazy."
Nozel stiffened beside her.
"What does that mean, exactly?"
Delphia shrugged. "It hasn't completely disappeared, so he won't be dying. From past experience, it's because he'll be at a crossroads and have to make a choice at some point. Depending on that choice, his future could go either way. I won't be able to see his future until he passes that crossroad."
Fuegoleon nodded, seemingly unworried about his ominous future. Nozel, on the other hand, was raging despite his rather impassive facade. Delphia sweatdropped when she saw a few passing knights tremble at the rise of mana emitting from the Silver Eagle captain.
Staring up at the sky, Delphia muttered a small prayer knowing she'll regret her next decision. Moving to her feet, she yawned. She rose a brow, looking over her shoulder at the men who continued to laze under the tree.
"Are we sparring or not? I could always use another nap if it's a no."
The royal duo was quick to rise to their feet, already raring to go. It wasn't long before the trio found themselves at equidistant from each other, grimoires in hand. Many of the knights still around the base were quick to vacate the training grounds and watch from the higher level balconies to avoid getting caught in the coming chaos.
"Free for all?" Delphia wondered, despite always knowing the answer she was going to receive.
Nozel scoffed. "As if we would go for any less."
Fuogoleon smirked. "Show us how much you've grown, Lupa."
A smirk danced on Delphia's lips as her grimoire rose, pages flipping before stopping at a spell. Her eyes brightened as she raced forward, spell shooting forward before a word could be said. "I'm not a little girl, Leone, Falco!"
Mercury and fire quickly blocked the spell as the two men dodged the swings of their third member, eyes lit with determination as spells of their own came to life.
"We'll see, Delphia." Nozel provoked.
The trio stood at a standstill, spells ready and, with a glance, clashed.
[TAROT*CARDS]
The magic knights of the Crimson Lions watched in awe as the Black Bulls' vice-captain stood her ground against their captain and that of the Silver Eagles.
Spars between the two royal men were of the norm, the Silva making a point to crash training sessions to spar against his rival. The knights were surprised to see the infamous Augur of the kingdom fighting as ferociously as the two captains. Many thought Delphia to have only gained her renown status due to her magic's unique abilities rather than her fighting prowess as a magic knight.
No one had ever really witnessed the woman fight, as her position in the kingdom made her invaluable, and as such, kept close in case her abilities were ever needed for counsel.
Leopold grinned, watching as Delphia attacked and defended against the two men. It seemed that the older duo had sought an alliance to test and defeat their youngest member. From their surprised expression, their plan was not going as smoothly as they thought.
"I had no idea she was this powerful." Ben murmured, eyes bounding across the field as spells were thrown left and right, the trio easily evading and defending against said spells.
Leopold laughed, eyes lit with fire. "Delphia is as strong as ever! She's even more powerful than the last time she fought with Aniki!"
Ben blinked at his captain's younger brother.
"The Black Bulls' vice-captain sparred with Captain before?"
The young Vermillion nodded, eyes trained on the ongoing battle.
"Delphia was always around the Silva and Vermillion Houses. Always sparring and training with Aniki and Nozel, even if she's closer in age with Nebra, Solid and Kirche." Leopold explained, "It's always been the three of them. When there was one, the other two weren't far behind. They fight and might look like they don't get along, but when it's the enemy against those three..." Leopold trailed off, grin widening as the knights were forced to protect their faces from the explosion's blast. "No one can stop them!"
[TAROT*CARDS]
"Lord Julius! Urgent news! The Crimson Lions' headquarters-"
The Wizard King laughed, motioning for his advisor to calm down.
"Haha, it's fine, Marx."
"Lord Julius, please! This could be serious!"
The man smiled, staring out the window where he could see a plume of smoke rising from the direction of the Crimson Lion Headquarters.
"They're fine, Marx. It seems that the lion and hawk have finally realized that the wolf has grown away from the pack and made her own place in the world."
Marx made a sound of confusion, causing the blond man to laugh, eyes sparkling as he pressed against the window.
"The spells they must be using! I haven't even seen any of her compound spells yet! They probably won't be done for a while so maybe I can-"
Marx's eyebrow twitched, already knowing the man's line of thought.
"GET BACK TO WORK, LORD JULIUS!"
[TAROT*CARDS]
Delphia panted, sensing her mana pools had dropped significantly since the start of the spar. She felt a great sense of accomplishment, seeing that Fuegoleon and Nozel were also struggling to catch their breath. Knowing she wouldn't have enough mana to last much longer, Delphia's mind ran through simulations. She held back a grin as her eyes flashed momentarily, hidden in the smoke from the explosion.
Flipping through her grimoire, she smirked, her mana slowly disappearing as her form faded from view.
Arcana Magic : La Matta Nono - Il Mantello Dell'eremita
[Ninth Trump - The Hermit's Cloak]
Fuegoleon and Nozel's eyes widened when the smoke cleared, and Delphia was nowhere in sight. Their eyes narrowed when they realized they couldn't sense her mana as well.
A new spell? Nozel frowned, mercury surrounding him.
It must be similar to Gueldre Poizet's spell. The question is... can our spells hit her? Fuegoleon analyzed.
The two men's eyes widened as they were suddenly swung upside down, hanging by their feet.
Arcana Creation Magic : Dodici La Matta - Catene Pensili
[Twelve Trump - Hanging Chains]
Nozel and Fuegoleon frowned when they realized they couldn't access any of their magic.
Delphia smirked up at the two as she reappeared in front of them. Her eyes were lidded once more as she stared at them lazily, shifting her weight on one side. Fuegoleon sighed, nodded and accepted his defeat. Delphia quirked a brow at the stubborn eagle who glared, holding a considerable amount of pride despite his current predicament.
"Nozel-" Fuegoleon frowned, knowing Delphia would not release either of them, less he concedes to the rules of release for their spars.
Nozel glare sharpened as he crossed his arms. He frowned, nodding reluctantly. Smirk widening, Delphia waved her hand, the conjured magic cancelling ropes vanishing. With a twist, the two easily landed on their feet before their youngest member.
Delphia yawned, stretching her now sore muscles.
Fuegoleon smiled proudly at their youngest, patting her shoulder.
"You've definitely grown."
Delphia smiled at the eldest of the trio before the two turned to the Silva, who huffed, crossing his arms. "It would have been a disappointing battle if you could not keep up."
Fuegoleon and Delphia shared a glance, hearing the man's unsaid words.
I expected no less from you.
"Will you stop your hovering now?" Delphia wondered.
Fuegoleon laughed while Nozel had a slightly offended expression. "We do not hover!"
Delphia rolled her eyes. "You are being mother hens- like always. Now stop. I'm 21." She deadpanned, twisting on her heal before Nozel could speak another word.
The Silva spluttered as much as his royal guise would allow before he nearly stomped off after her. Fuegoleon watched the two fondly before he caught sight of the training ground. He frowned as he realized the amount of work that would need to be done if he wished to have the fields repaired before the squad's next training session. He raced after his spar mates. No way was he allowing them to leave him to fix this mess by himself. The paperwork alone-!
Ahead, Delphia shivered and quickened her pace.
I updated! Thank my "publisher" as she calls herself. Expect another tomorrow! I should be updating again soon after since my university closed due to the virus. Hope everyone is taking care of themselves!
As you can see the captains have their own nickname for Delphia, which is Lupa, meaning wolf!
Evergone the Great: As you suggested, I put an English translation of the spells right under the spell. Kind of redundant, I know, but personally I like the Italian version better so I just kept it in rather than just keep my spells in purely English.
Thanks for the support. I'm happy ya'll like how it's going so far even when we haven't delved into canon storyline. Leave reviews on what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcome!
UPDATED: 14/03/20
