Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 229

Chapter 229: The Conjoined Prophecies…
The moment the old woman lifted her head up to him, Chiron could have sworn that he saw her eyes twinkle a bit like the stars before they once again resumed their natural dark color.

The giggling girl immediately ran up to him.

“Brother!”

Of course, it was none other than his little sister Nora.

She hugged him and he nodded at her.

“Hahaha!!!” The old woman giggled lightly as she approached them. Meanwhile, the messenger bowed and took her leave.

“Big brother! the elder Shaman is amazing. She told me a lot of things about mother. Do you know I pout like her!?”

Nora suddenly made a pouting gesture.

Chiron faked a laugh.

Seeing her brother smile back at her brought her joy. She still had loads to tell him.

However, the elder Shaman interrupted them.

“Come on now, princess Nora! you go back to your room now. I have important matters to discuss with your brother.

Nora turned to the Shaman elder and then to her brother she nodded in understanding and a different woman seemed to materialize from a corner and escorted her out.

As Nora left, she waved at Chiron and the elder Shaman. Chiron gave a big, deep smile to send her off.

“Such a sweet girl!” The elder Shaman commented.

Chiron nodded in agreement.

“Too bad you don’t love her. Hell, you don’t even see her as a person!” The Shaman elder commented.

Which made Chiron’s smile awkwardly freeze on his face.

Like it had never been there, the smile disappeared and Chiron’s face resumed the natural none expressive look.

“Then again, do you even see anybody as a person?”

Chiron turned to her, “Good! then this is going to be easy. Why did you call me here?”

“No! the question is why did you come?”

Chiron raised a brow at this.

As she spoke, she walked towards the wall behind her.

This particular wall was not like the others.

This wall was a shining gold.

In front of it was a small statue of a double headed Lion.

Obviously, This was the wall of the royal family.

She waved her hands, and Chiron could feel her spiritual energy suddenly feel the place.

Even though it was far higher than his own, it was not heavy or oppressive like any other spiritual energy he had ever felt.

In fact, her’s felt like soft pillow on his skin.

From her body materialized all kinds of cored beasts.

“The story goes about a forest in the wild,” The elder Shaman recited her tale, “This forest had a lot of riches. All animals big and small had access to them. But to some, more than others….”

The cored beasts of great strengths wanted more. It was true that theirs was greed. But was that not the fate of anyone in a position of power?

Regardless of the abundance of the land, they wanted what the other had to offer. But most especially, they all wanted to rule as head of the forest.

After all, he that was king had it all.

To avoid continual destruction the forest in their battles, the Bear mother stepped in between their continuous conflict.

Although the Bear mother was great, she had no interest in the reigns of power.

All she did, was to sleep year round and dream of a bigger better world.

But best of all, she was highly valued and respected by all. This also included respect from the strong cored beasts.

And so the six beasts went to the Bear mother. It is said that they all made a blood oath as to the one that shall rules the throne .

Everyone brought their skill to the table.

However, only two beasts remained after their skills was put to the test.

It was the beast of pride and the beast of cunning and manipulation.

Unfortunately, the beast of cunning was never liked much by the others in the forest and some how, with the support of the other beasts, lost.

Fortunately, the Bear mother with her excellent foresight had made the beasts swear upon their lives to not take each other’s lives regardless of loses.

And so in this manner, the beast of pride became king.

As the story ended, so did the totems of beasts dancing in the air.

“Till this day, the beast Bear mother is said to still maintain that peace and the oath that the great beasts made. She is the…”

“Cut the freaking bull crap!” Chiron frowned.

A part of him really would have not mind hearing more, but it was becoming too cliche for him to take it any seriously.

Chiron came from a world where a story written about a girl and glass slippers was far more interesting than this.

He knew that the elder Shaman had an aim. The entire display of cored beasts dancing in the air and story about an ancient forest was just a terrible attempt at entering his head before a request was made.

Chiron felt very vexed. This old woman could not even put in a little detailing with the story telling to excite his interest.

She was so used to entering the minds of people because of their already seated faith in their custom and traditions that she had forgotten that Chiron was not from around here.

Chiron had come from a world were psychological manipulation was far more sophisticated with clearer detailing to the person’s like.

Besides, the entire idea of spiritual energy flying around was not some miraculous thing in his eyes.

He might not have seen or met this culture before, but that did not mean that it was the most impressive one.

“I’ll ask one more time. Why did you call me here?”

Those words carried with them a chill that made those praying behind in the temple to all have a forbearance.

The old Shaman had a straight face, and then she suddenly smiled, “Good! in fact, not bad at all. You carry a talent that could potentially take this kingdom another step forward. The temple by the grace of the bear mother has decided to support your ascension to the throne but on one condition.”

“And that is?” Chiron asked.

“You’ll have to take the totem of the double Lion headed tribe.”

She spoke plainly.

“So that’s what’s up!” Chiron said to himself.

It seemed to Chiron that elder Baldie indeed expected something like this to happen and that was why he intercepted Chiron before he reached the temple.

“Amongst all the tribes, the temple might not be considered a tribe and more like neutral ground, but it is still the strongest. It has the hearts and minds of the common man. In this temple,” she waved her aged hands, “their futures are all written. We guide the peace and decide the worthiness of who sits on the throne.”

As she spoke, Chiron looked at her without saying a word.

Although it looked like she was advising him on taking the double Lion headed totem, it almost looked as if she was threatening him.

“There is a statue outside of whom I have been led to believe was the greatest totem user in the history of this kingdom. If I remember correctly, Mug Morning had the Snake totem and other hundreds of totems. Was he not the greatest conqueror in history? And if the totem of the snake is so dangerous, why not just get rid of the gaint untamed Snake clan once and for all? At least that way, you are sure to maintain peace”

The elder Shaman sighed.

“Yes! Mug Morning was, but that was only because he had the balancing from a blessed totem from the Bear mother. He was the last person with a Snake totem to ever sit on the throne and on his dying bed, the Bear totem from the Bear mother granted him a vision. A prophecy.”

She waved her hand and a gold slab was brought to her by a swallow totem, taken from the golden wall.

She handed the slab to Chiron. “Regardless of person, they are different kinds of prophecies. And it is true to avert some of them. However, the prophecy given at the bridge between life and death has never been wrong. It is rare, and the last time it came, Vandora rode on its wave and conquered all it’s neighboring nations. Therefore expanding our borders.”

Chiron read the slab: The snake wears the crown by the blood of it’s descendant and blood shall redden rivers and darken heaven.

“This prophecy came hundreds of years before the birth of princess Norä, your mother. And yet, on the day of her ascension to the throne, another prophecy came. Both of which were very similar. In fact, from what I can tell of you, you already know it.”

Chiron nodded his head.

“Both prophecies were different at the beginning but the same at the end. There were conjoined prophecies. Such a thing was not a mistake. Unfortunately, by blood, princess Norä was of the giant untamed Snake tribe and the double Lion headed tribe. However, due to some reasons as to her constitution, no totem was given to her at birth.”

The elder Shaman raised her head to Chiron, “You do understand what this meant for us at the time right!? In fear, we panicked and sent her off to be purified.”