Chapter 37 - The Ark Of Reminder

If it was seen from afar, it would look like a normal family. Well, it is a normal family, depends on how you look at it.

"Don't like the family, Snow Cap?" asked Baldwin snapping his fingers in front of Z's face.

The huge man immediately shook his head. And swatted the Angry Man's fingers away.

"Nah, I was just thinking. You lot look like a family, you guys can pass off as a human family anytime soon," replied Z.

Mavislin giggled at Raiyen as he tried dancing with the deer's antlers.

"It's the only thing that we can give them. A place to call home and a group to call family," explained Gillian, as the two kids finally calmed down to eat their dinner.

"Some sort of a cozy haven," said Z, tucking into his dinner.

"What is a haven?" asked Mavislin, eyes sparkling in enthusiasm.

"This is," said Raiyen, looking around.

The Old Chapel flapped her curtains in agreement.

"A place of safety; a shelter," explained Gillian.

Mavislin smiled as she took a huge bite of meat.

"Someday, I wanna create a haven," replied Mavislin. Raiyen raised his eyebrows.

"What for?"

"So others like us would have a home as well," replied the little girl.

"I'm sick and tired of us Mages being called demons and throw us away like trash. I've seen it, I don't want any more of that."

"Mavis..." said Ysabeau, ruffling the small child's hair.

The couple and Baldwin were worried that Mavsilin might snap again, like how she did when they found out the Congregation had been torn apart. Things might get ugly.

"Why can't we make a haven for the remaining Mages we've got left?" asked Mavislin.

"If we still have any..." murmured Raiyen, looking at Mavislin with a grim expression.

"I've faith that some of them made out alive," said the Valkyrie, proudly.

"She has grown up, hasn't she? The last time I heard about her, she was still afraid of humans. These few months with you guys helped turn a child to a proper girl who thinks for herself. You all should be proud," said Z, grinning.

She tried stabbing the piece of meat that she had difficulty eating. She slumped back down in anger as she was unable to cut the meat. Her showing signs of tantrum alerted Ysabeau.

But before she could react, Raiyen smiled and shook his head at the pouting Valkyrie. He then placed his bony but from hands onto Mavislin's, effectively cutting the flesh.

"Why not?" chuckled Z, after thinking for some time.

"What do you mean, why not?" asked Baldwin, raising an eyebrow.

"Girl's got a point. If we don't figure something fast, the Mages might lose their lives."

"It's not an easy task," warned Ysabeau, shaking her head.

"It'll be fun," commented Raiyen, grinning away like a fool.

Baldwin looked skeptical as he shot a stern glare towards Mavislin's shining golden eyes.

"We would be constantly at war for this idea to even initiate. The battlefield isn't a place for kids, you know," said Baldwin.

"Well, we can't be called 'kids' after all we've been through," said Mavislin, meeting Baldwin's gaze with a look of determination.

"I'm a Time Mage, feel free to do the math," explained Raiyen, waving casually.

Baldwin still looked unconvinced.

"Here's the deal; how about I train these two rascals properly? Both in physical combat and Magecraft. Attacks and defense," proposed Z, placing a hand on Baldwin's shoulder.

"Don't go easy on them when training," replied Baldwin, standing up to leave.

"With the background knowledge of Z's old job, I highly doubt so. The training that he is going to be giving out to these rascals would be anything but easy," said Gillian.

"Why? His fighting style quite similar to mine. I am pretty confident I can catch up to him!" said Raiyen, bursting with morale.

"He was just messing around with you two. He hasn't even shown you guys the full force that he used to train the Elites of the Congregation," explained Gillian, walking away.

That night, the room that Z was given looked like it had the ceiling of the night sky and the flooring of a snowy mountain. All around were beautiful designs made of ice and a few different types of Kunais.

Raiyen was busy admiring the foreign daggers decorated around the room. He looked at them the same way he had looked at daggers all through his life, with big round eyes of curiosity. Meanwhile, Mavislin had her eyes on the ceiling. It resembled Valokia's night skies.

"You guys like my room? You can thank the Old Chapel for that," said Z.

Even the bed looked cool with a bed frame that was engraved with fancy designs.

"Reminds me of home," said the two kids in unison.