SmileRen - For now, May only cares about her sister, but once the excitement wears off, she'll help out the rest. As for the compliment-thank you! I was really unsure about this chapter.

Affirmative-Negative - I figured that already, but I'll make up to that aspect with this chapter. Thank you for your honest opinion and the compliment!

voidharpy - Yeah, May loves her sister very much, which shows greatly in the previous chapter. As for her goal, for now she wants to enjoy the moments with her sister, but soon enough, she'll make new goals, along with her small circle of friends. Yeah, grammar does need word, though I'm doing my best to re-read it, t does often slips me. I hope that it will get better by practicing the English language since I'm not from England/America/... Of course, their reunion will be damn fluffy! I need some fluff in my story! Yeah, that was a reckless choice, but that way May wanted to prove certain things to her sister, which you had read in the previous chapter. And no, May may be a slightly show-off, but she isn't going to show off the rest of her Djiin equip. Thank you for your honest opinion and compliments! I truly enjoy reading your review! :)

sweetchill - Thank you! And that scene is what most of my reader are waiting for!

kenegi - Thank you! Of course, most people from Balbadd had been positively affected, something that people, like Judar or Aladin for example, will notice immediately. Hmm, I understand-I have to say, you're very good with the technical stuff, you've given me various explanation, all of which were realistic and very good. I'll definitely corporate that in this story and I'll make sure to mention your name. Many thanks! :D

Jin Hime - Wow! You really flattered me with all those positive criticism! And of course, also the negative ones, one can never get better without knowing a balance of good and bad aspects of the story, so thank you for your neutral review of my story. I appreciate it enormously-that, and your offer for help, which I'll take you up to it if I require your service. Thank you very much! I'll do my best to portray more of May's thoughts and her decisions and use much higher level words. Once again, thank you very much! (Hope you don't get bored by it) :D

treavellergirl - Thanks to the many captured Dungeons, she has collected quite a lot of treasures. And maybe, I can use that scene to create a funny omake? What do you think? :)

Guest 2 - Yeah, I figured that it was too short, which will be portrayed more in this chapter. :)

Guest 3 - I shall add some more fluff, no worries there. And it's rated M because later on, there will be more explicit scenes in the future chapters.

Guest 4 - Thank you, I'm glad to hear that.

Guest 5 - I'll see what I can do about that scene with the princess.

NoName (guest) - I just laughed my ass off when I read the word 'bambina'. Really cute! ;)

Sinbad's age: 29 years old

Ja'far's age: 25 years old

Masrur's age: 20 years old

May's age: 19 years old

Judar's age: 18 years old

Kassim's age: 18 years old

Alibaba Salujas age: 18 years old

Morgianas age: 14 years old

Aladin's age: 11 years old

Pride of the Fanalis Clan

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By Angelbloodlover

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~ The hardships that I encountered in the past will help me succeed in the future.

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Philip Emeagwali

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Chapter 19: The Reunion with My Loved Ones

The entire time, Morgiana had been close to me. Of course, the feeling was two-sided since I didn't want to lose her out of my sight either. I smiled happily, squeezing her hand, "I missed you." The commotion was still going on and unfortunately, Aladin wasn't recovered from that experience either. I should have a talk with him later on, it was too sad to see him so lifeless. He should be smiling, not this broody corpse. It was as if a Dementor had sucked up all the happiness from him and left him with nothing but misery and sufferings.

"And I missed you, onee-chan..." Her voice was quiet and her shy demeanor was evident on her face. A red hue overtook her cheeks, making her even more adorable than she was.

With a quick pull, I hugged her again and laid my cheek on her head, whispering, "I'm so sorry..."

"For what?"

Something was propped up in my throat and speaking was becoming harder. If I thought about the times that she had suffered under Jamil's orders then that same stab of guilt wretched out my entire organs and crushed my heart. How agonizingly painful it was to let Fate drape all over her. And what a Fate she had encountered-it wasn't one I wished upon any human being.

Finally, I could speak, "For everything.." I felt the treacherous tears drip down her hair, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep them at bay. Even though knowing that Masrur and the rest would appear soon, I couldn't stop the dam of tears. "I'm so sorry... No matter how many times I wish for you to forgive me, I can't and won't accept them, knowing that I had abandoned you and father and mother and the clan. I wanted to make everyone proud, I wanted to bring forth happiness and richness wealth..." Hiccupping, I continued, swallowing the bile that threatened to rise, "And when I had returned to the camp or should I say what was left over it, I was furious, blinded by a grieving revenge, stricken by such a hate that it frightened me, Morgiana. I had become a hollow shell, driven by passionate hate. In the end I had almost lost sight of myself, running towards my doom, but a dear person had helped me out. Even till now, I'm indebted by his gracious deeds."

She wrapped her arms around me, soothing me with comforting words and loving touches. "You weren't to blame, onee-chan, you were never to blame."

I shook my head, denial set into my mind, but Morgiana cupped my cheeks, staring into my soul, "Never ever blame yourself for what had happened. Unfortunately, Fate had decided to be it that way. There was nothing you could do against it, onee-chan, since not even the strongest fighters could fight the army of slave hunters." A sad smile appeared on her face, tears of happiness and sorrow trickling down, "No matter what happens, I'll keep loving you."

"As will I, my sweet Morgiana.." I shuddered out a breath, "I won't let anything take you away from me."

"We'll stick together."

"Till eternity." I ended emotionally, intertwining my fingers with her.

"And what do we have h-You!"

Recognizing Sinbad's voice immediately, I wiped the tears off my face and looked up, not releasing Morgianas sweet embrace. "Sinbad and..." To know things beforehand and to actually experience them were totally not the same. Like now.

I stiffened, moving my attention towards Masrur who was eying me with wide, shocked eyes, many emotions swirling within those orbs. He took a shaky step forward but froze again, as if he couldn't believe that I was standing there, breathing and very much alive. Sinbad and Ja'far were certainly confused about Masrur's sudden change, his emotional side bursting out, but Morgiana and I absolutely knew why he was acting like this.

"M-May..? Are y-you really..?" He rubbed his eyes, eyeing me up and down. Childish longing and hope shone brightly in his ruby-red gems. Mustering up his courage, he took another step forward, and another one, and another one.. until he literally pulled me into a tight embrace, snatching me away from Morgianas sisterly affection and love like a desperate lover. Now, I experienced another burst of chaotic emotions. I returned the hug as desperate as him, ignoring the unappealing sight of me crying in our long-awaited reunion.

Shaking and trembling like a madman, I bit my lip, whispering words of anguished apologies. Only now did reality sink in, only now did I feel the massive emotions become palpable. Why was it so difficult to breath when you were supposed to feel happiness? Didn't I suffered enough these last years-inhumane nightmares, wrenching pain and emotional outbursts. I tightened my arms around his broad shoulders, glad that I could hug him properly, without the awkwardness shrouding over us. Relief and a peacefulness I had only witnessed when little, flooded over his face and I leaned back, admiring his handsome features. Boldly and pretty much affectionate, I wiped his tears away, kissing him on his cheeks. "Don't cry. It's our long-awaited reunion, you should be smiling."

He shook his head, chuckling, "I'm happy, silly. I'm happy to see that my nightmares weren't real." Then, he leaned his forehead against mine, his eyes glistening brightly, "I had imagined this moment many times, in my dreams, in my thoughts. And now, finally, they have become reality." He laughed silently, his chest vibrating, "Normally, I don't even speak unless spoken to. Only you could make me like this." He flashed me a warm, tender smile, stroking my cheek fondly.

Ignoring the rush of tears, I giggled softly, "You were always so easy to rile up, my dear."

"That's true." He shook his head, taking a step backwards. Reality came crashing back and to our annoyance, we noticed many people staring at us, wide-eyed and shocked beyond belief.

Cheeks heating up, I untangled myself and stared at the group, even Morgiana was questioning the situation within the depths of her mind.

I didn't blame them, especially not Sinbad and Ja'far who had known Masrur quite a long time. He had never been a sociable person, mostly staying in silence. But I knew of his caring side, especially towards his comrades, and his great respect towards Sinbad. Of course, he held a soft spot for Morgiana, caring for her like an older brother. I had read the scene where he had become enraged and even activated his Household Vessel to crush the person who had hurt her.

Coughing awkwardly, I smiled softly, mind and heart at ease, "Most of you might wonder who I am, and most of you already have identified me," My smile broadened when I glanced towards Morgiana, "My name is May, I'm from the Fanalis clan and Morgianas older sister."

Now for all of you, don't be surprised, but the first thing that had occurred was a blob of blue that shot towards me, more precisely towards my chest area. Aladin nuzzled his face between my soft mounds and sighed happily. Not even Alibabas sudden personality change shattered his obsession for soft breasts. I mean, I did understand why he loved them very much-they were so soft and smooth. Who wouldn't love them? But it was with much unsurprised shock and annoyance, that I unlatched the little pervert. "You know, I don't appreciate being manhandled by a little boy. Frankly, it's quite disturbing and very much unhealthy. You need to see a doctor."

He pouted but smiled brightly when I placed him gently on the ground. I wasn't one for abusing little boys, no matter what they did. Besides, Aladin never had parents, and no Ugo doesn't count, and it saddened me to see a boy grow up without that parental love. How could I hurt this loving boy?

My answer; I simply couldn't.

Not even when he manhandled my breasts.

"You're a nice lady! I like you!"

I smirked, leaning forwards and patting his head, "Likewise, little one."

He frowned, peering closer at me, shifting his eyes left, right, above, under. Repeating this again. "May-chan, why do you have so many-mmmmffff?" Quickly, I muffled his words, pulling him towards my boobs and instantly, he became a puddle of goo. Swallowing, I looked whether anyone had noticed something amiss, but unfortunately luck was never on my side, and the group was eyeing me weirdly.

"Mmmm...," Aladin moaned, even having the nerve of squeezing my breasts.

Immediately, I yelped in surprise, my cheeks becoming a fiery red. And I slapped Aladin off me, embarrassment written all over my face, "D-don't do t-that, you idiot!"

He rubbed his watery eyes, staring up at me, "B-but y-you w-were a nice lady..."

Sighing, I crouched down, cursing my maternal side. Why could children affect me this much? "I apologize, but you deserved that. It's not polite to do those things, especially not in public."

"So, can I do that when we're alone?"

I blinked my eyes, wondering if I heard right or not. But before things could go wrong, Sinbad butted in. "Aladin, you sure know how to make them scream." He smirked when my cheeks colored even more.

Masrur frowned, "Sinbad, watch your tongue." He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and I smiled in gratitude.

"Thank you, Masrur-kun." And wisely so, I ignored the fierce blush flooding his entire face.

However, good ol' Sinbad did not. "My, my, Masrur, I have never seen this side of yours."

Ja'far was still mind-fucked, trying to re-assemble his brain cells one by one. As if he couldn't comprehend the situation he was put in.

I smiled warmly and pulled Morgiana towards me, ignoring Sinbad altogether, "Don't feel left out, my cute little sister."

She blushed, nuzzling her face in my shoulder. "I'm not."

Snaking another arm around Masrur, I pulled my small group of beloved people close to me, inhaling their warmth and love.

One could never get enough of love, thirst never quenched, and mind never satisfied.

After the rest of the introduction, Sinbad and I had went to another room to discuss further matters, immediately enlisting me as one of his people, "Sinbad, how do you know you can trust me?"

"Simple," He started, which made me raise my eye brow, "Your affections and love towards Masrur and Morgiana are deeply rooted, which also guarantees your loyalty towards me."

I frowned, "Don't think I'm someone who you can easily boss around. I'm here for Masrur and Morgiana, not for you."

He took a step forward, smirking in anticipation, "I shall look forward towards your partaking."

Narrowing my eyes, I leaned closer, lips almost touching, "Don't think you can fool me with Zepar, Sinbad."

He blinked his eyes, and then a handsome smile took his shock over, "Don't worry, you're not one easily fooled, May." He even had the audacity to wink and place a sensual kiss on my hands, "I'll try my best to abide your wishes, Milady."

Rolling my eyes, I peered at him through my lashes. I may be large, but Sinbad was larger. "Now, stop being an idiot and let's go back to the rest." I was about to turn back when Sinbad grabbed my arm.

"May, think about it. In Sindria you can live happily with Masrur and Morgiana. No harm shall befall upon them."

I sighed tiredly, "Sinbad, I know that you want me as one of your Generals because of my totality of Metal Vessels, but one cannot force something upon another human being." Facing him again, I smiled softly, "I can guarantee you that I won't let anything happen to your Kingdom as long as I will stay there."

"Alright," He abandoned that offer, for now, "But I want to know one more thing before I'll let you go."

I nodded in acceptance, "Whatever it is?"

"How many Metal Vessels have you acquired?"

Lips tugging upwards, "How many do you think?"

"Last time I saw you, you had three."

My smirk widened, "Time changes, Sinbad."

He chuckled in reply, "Then, please, do tell the right answer."

"How about it I let that remain an unsolved mystery?"

He raised his eye brow, "You wouldn't dare."

"I would and I will." Laughing amusedly, I twirled myself out of his hold and winked, leaving the room. "You might want to follow, my dear!"

"May!"

Smartly, I decided to ignored that and with a happy tune, I waltzed back towards the rest. Enough Sinbad time-that man would try to flirt his way in and the worst part was, I actually enjoyed his attention. Call me shallow, I don't care, but no sane woman wouldn't want attention from an overly drop-dead gorgeous man.

"Well, back at the situation at hand." Insert an annoyed glare from Sinbad's truly towards poor lil' me. "That was quite unexpected.."

"Yes, I've also confirmed that their side has several magical items, and among them is a Metal Vessel." Ja'far explained, index finger raised, "Fortunately, there were no deaths."

Sinbad nodded, rubbing his chin, "I had never thought there would be a Dungeon Capturer within the Fog Troupe."

I crossed my arms, glancing towards Morgiana who was mildly attentive, sniffing around. I decided to let her be since this was something she had to do. To interrupt this moment would be like spitting on Fate's face. Definitely not a smart choice. "But we have an even better advantage," I interrupted, all eyes turning towards me, "First of all, Alibaba doesn't know how to wield his powers properly and secondly, Sinbad and I own Metal Vessels ourselves, right Sinbad-kuuun." I deliberately purred his name out, smirking in anticipation. Here it comes.

He sulked, bravely ignoring Ja'far's heated glare, "My Metal Vessels were stolen.."

I muffled my laughter, sharing a glance with Masrur who coughed, trying to hide his laughter. The only one who was angry was Ja'far and he had all the rights to be since Sinbad kept doing stupid things: sleeping with many women, getting drunk and doing atrocious deeds, losing stuff, falling asleep in random places and so on. The list sure as hell was long. "Well, that's the most stupid thing I ever heard."

"You have no idea," Ja'far murmured exasperated and Masrur nodded in agreement, not feeling pity upon the man.

Aladin was spaced-out and I ruffled his hair, smiling softly, "Don't worry, Aladin, things will change for the better." Winking knowingly, I placed a fond kiss on his forehead, "Believe me."

His eyes widened as saucers, touching the place I had kissed minutes before, "You really think so, May-chan?"

I nodded without hesitation and returned my attention on Sinbad, "Now, that's one Metal Vessel user less, but don't fret, Sinbad, I won't let anything bad happen. I'll protect you." I assured him, "The advantage is still on our side. Three Fanalis, one of them a Metal Vessel user, a Magi, Ja'far and then we have you." I pointed towards Sinbad, "Enough manpower to defeat our opponent and retrieve Alibaba. At all cost."

Aladin looked startled at my choice of words and he smiled gently, his cheeks heating up. I really took a liking towards him. Adorable, little midget.

Sinbad nodded, continuing, "You're right May. But what's making it hard to capture the Fog Troupe is Alibabas use of escape. They say that he always uses this tactic to flee with his group, not leaving a trace behind. Also the military is at its wit's end."

I nodded, eying the soldiers, who were on the verge of giving up. This was bad, Balbadd was in more misery than I thought.

Sinbad continued talking and I stared at Aladin, who winced when Sinbad mentioned his friend's name being reduced to nothing more than a thief. I felt sorry for him and it pained my heart to see him in that state. Having heard enough, Aladin turned around and watched the sea and its mighty waves, sadness leaking off him.

"Calling a thief a hero is absurd," Sinbad spoke in a low baritone, snapping me from my thoughts, "But he managed to get the people's support."

And so, we started to revise a plan to save the country, to bring salvation upon this desperately dark and rotting country.