Act 1: Blue Ocean Pavilion - Chapter 63: Hurin Plains
After getting off the airship, Oscar smoothly distanced himself from the other students. They were most likely on a mission while he was here for training. Also, being around them would make him stick out like a sore thumb.
Oscar put his backpack on top of his buckler and went on his merry way to the station's exit.
There was a huge crowd of people going in and out of the airship station—all with their own purpose. Oscar's ordinary clothes helped him blend in and become one of the masses.
When the other students came out in their bright blue uniforms and prideful looks, many passersby noticed the group and glanced with curiosity. Out of all the population, few could become Exalts. So, anyone from the Blue Ocean Pavilion was an entity of attention.
"This was why I told Fred and Emily always to dress inconspicuously." Oscar sighed as the other students got irritated.
"Fred...." Remembering his friend, Oscar grew slightly dispirited. He could not help but worry about Fred's current mental condition. Soon, he realized he was wasting time.
"Snap out of it!" Oscar smacked his face, making some people look at him strangely. "I can deal with Fred later, but I need strength to help him. I need to be stronger."
If it ever came to the point where Frederick fought Gilbert, Oscar wanted to ensure he could help Fred overcome him. Though, Oscar preferred if Fred did not fight Gilbert at all. It was suicide to attempt it.
Oscar settled down his agitation and looked around. The airship station led directly into a district full of inns and restaurants. Lined on every side of the nicely paved stone road were booming businesses.
Loud chatters could be heard from every building. Some places had outdoor tables where many were enjoying their meals.
Oscar wished he had more eyes to see everything. He had been to a city with Emily and Frederick before, but it was always exciting to go through a new place.
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"Come to our Inn! We have great accommodations and food!"
"We have the best beds in the city!"
"Comfort and Food, come down to our Inn!"
From all sides, showgirls were calling for potential customers to stay at their inn. Each claimed to be the best in Tufall City and shouted out with great enthusiasm.
Seeing Oscar's attire and backpack, they looked at him like a predator staring down its prey. They pounced right in front and swarmed him. Oscar inched back from surprise.
"Sir! Come to our Oakthorn Inn; we promise to take care of all our customers!"
"Don't listen to her. The White Goat Inn is the best."
"Hah? You can't even make a good stew. What makes you the best?"
"Says the one who has creaking beds!"
The workers argued endlessly. Oscar had enough and intervened to cut the conversation short.
"I'm not staying in any of the Inns. Goodbye." He tore himself out of their vice grips and ran away, leaving them dumbfounded.
"What? Dammit, he wasn't even a customer."
"What a waste of time."
The showgirls went back to their respective entrances to wait for real customers.
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The markets of Tufall City were even busier than the other district. Stalls were lined up, trying to sell their goods and ware. Jewels, clothing, weapons, and more were exchanged.
"I understand, thank you."
The guard did not tell everything. The reason was not just to see if everything was fine but to serve as a warning.
The Ein that approached was from someone far more powerful than himself. It contained a slight provocation as if asking Oscar to try causing trouble and see what happens.
"With measures like this, no wonder everyone wants to move to a city. It is secure, and the housing is better. Not to mention the connections you can make."
Oscar wondered if his parents would want to move to a city. Certainly, he'd feel better if his parents were safe from danger.
Leaving aside the thoughts of his parents, Oscar stepped outside the gate. There was a wide road that led out far into the horizon. The place where the road ended was the Hurin Plains.
Oscar focused and dashed out on the road. Since he was outside the city, there was no need to hold back.
His Ein surged as his feet moved swiftly, and Tufall City was already becoming a small splotch on the horizon.
Along the way, others were making their way toward the city. The Ein around them indicated they were all Exalts. Of course, many who did go to the Hurin Plains were Exalts unless they were travelers or merchants who had to go through it.
Some had indifferent looks as they passed by Oscar, others glanced at him before turning their attention back forward, and some were injured. These injured Exalts were slow and had looks of pain.
"They must have met some mishap. The Hurin Plains is a dangerous region like recorded." Oscar's eyes glinted with seriousness.
From what he gathered about the Hurin Plains, it was similar to the Glenwoods he went to. A wilderness where Exalt beasts made their home.
Though it was dangerous, it was also full of precious resources that could be a great prize to Exalts. Hence, many took the risk to come here for the treasures.
After running for around ten minutes, Oscar finally reached the end of the road. All over stood tall yellow grass that seemed endless in all directions. A cool breeze came down and tickled the grass, swaying them slowly.
"Beautiful." Oscar stared in wonder and stepped onto the grass. It reached up to his knees but was incredibly soft, unlike the normal tough grass he knew of.
The vast fields of golden yellow reminded Oscar of the wide fields of grain back in his home. But these fields were larger, and their color was more distinct.
GROAN
Oscar spotted a herd of large beasts marching around on the plains. They had clear black horns, three of them, and long faces. Their fur was black, and their four legs had great hoofs on the bottom.
They were like buffalos but larger, and Oscar felt Ein emanating from them.
"Apprentice Exalt Beasts, the Tri-horned Buffalo. I need to hide."
The Tri-horned Buffalos were very territorial and traveled in a herd. Provoking one was inviting the entire herd to a fight. This was not the time for Oscar to fight them.
"There's no way to fight them all off. Maybe if one was alone, but they say it's rare for one to be separated from its herd." Oscar slowly waited as the herd lingered until they finally went away.
Oscar got up from the ground with strands of golden grass on his black hair. He swiped the grass off and tidied himself.
"Come out."
Out of nowhere, his deer anima manifested and shook its body almost as if it was stretching itself.
"We're finally here in the Hurin Plains. It's time to start your training." Oscar patted his Anima's head.
The deer anima bleated out with resolve. It was prepared.
Out in this vast wilderness, Oscar and his Anima set out to survive and become stronger.