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“Therefore, I tell you, we will not get along well!
 
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* Funh * With a carefree face, ignoring Luctiana, Ali started walking along the dock. He was practically stunned in place as he saw her walked majestically on that dock; it was the majestic look and confidence of a fairy in charge of the protection of the desert.
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With a carefree face, ignoring Luctiana, Ali started walking along the dock. He was practically stunned in place as he saw her walked majestically on that dock; it was the majestic look and confidence of a fairy in charge of the protection of the desert.
   
 
From the tips of her beautiful wet blonde hair large raindrops fell, she left the dock painted with the footsteps of a fairy.
 
From the tips of her beautiful wet blonde hair large raindrops fell, she left the dock painted with the footsteps of a fairy.

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Chapter 8 - Elf of the Sahara

The scorching rays of the sun were burning the vast land of the Sahara. As far as the eye can reached, it seemed like a small lake was in the middle of the sea of sand, like a solitary island in the ocean.

Its diameter was approximately about 100 meiru, and next to the small woods surrounding this lake, there was a small cabin, because of its exquisitely finished walls, with a completely smooth texture, the structure was almost a perfect cube.

This was a building that was never seen anywhere in Halkeginia. Directly in front of the cottage and extending therefrom, there was a long dock, which continued to extend until the middle of the lake itself.

At the end of the dock, a girl was splashing in the water of that lake.

Her body was not covered by any type of clothing, leaving a view of a young body, with slender limbs and a long blonde hair that was almost transparent, that girl gives off a vigorous charm, an aura similar to that of a fairy. Surely, if the inhabitants of Halkeginia will see her, she would be confused as an incarnation of a beautiful fairy.

While floating on the surface of the water, the girl whose eyes remained closed as if asleep, was covered only with the vastness of the sky.

Thinking that the harsh rays of the sun would burn that delicate body, the white skin of this young woman did not show the slightest sign of burn or even a stain.

And the secret behind this mysterious phenomenon was floating in the air.

Wind and water stones ... sometimes called: tears of the water spirits.

Due to a magical device activated by the "former resident", the air that enveloped this oasis could block the sun's rays and preserve the pleasant humidity levels and temperature inside.

This was the level of technology specializing in "magical techniques of the former resident", dominated by elves.

The ears of the girl floating in the water, were long and ends with a fine tip. Her nose was comparable to that of a human, only finer than them. She was an elf.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes opened wide, her pale blue eyes at that time were set at one point in the sky, as if monopolizing her view, a small dot appeared in a distance, which quickly grew larger.

That point was a wind dragon. Compared Halkeginia’s dragons this was a little bit large. Within the field of view of the girl, this wind dragon approaching her gradually became bigger and bigger.

Then, shaking its mighty wings, the dragon landed on the dock.

Water splashed violently, as the body of the young elf was playing with the newly created waves. After enjoying gaily in the water, the girl buried her face once more underwater; *Fuhn* and exhale.

“Hey! Ali! What are you doing here?” said by the young elf.

Mounted on the back of the wind dragon, was a young elf with a youthful aura.

“I should be the one to ask that! What are you thinking by sleeping in a place like this?”

The man called Ali, upon seeing her condition, his face immediately turned red.

“Oy! Luctiana! What are you thinking, get dressed already! If Munila-sama got to hear about this, you'd be in big trouble!”

“Ali, it’s okay because I'm at home anyway, also I do not see any reason why my mother have to put any complaints.”

“But what if someone suddenly came to visit you, what would you do?”

“Here? But I don’t see anyone around here.” Luctiana said with a pensive face....

After hearing this, he looked at her and again Ali's face turned all red.

“We are not married yet! And so now, please do not put any whim in my mind!”

“Ali, do not tell me, dear, that you have no interest in seeing my skin?”

“E, that's... That’s not what I’m talking about! Stop thinking like that! Perhaps we just let that topic off until were married, okay!? What I’m talking about is that we are the chosen race, the nobles who have been assigned to protect the balance in the world ...And you should be aware of it at all times!

In response Luctiana extended both her hands thinking, I'm going to show you.

“By God! Why do you let my fiance to repeat the same baseless reasons the council and our grandparents always say?!”

Upon hearing this, Ali began gradually raising his voice.

“What's with the attitude? Are you somewhat influenced by these barbarians?”

Almost incredulous at this, Luctiana hit upon to respond, watching her hand located right beside her smiling face:

“This? This was done when one is "surprised". A barbarian, a traveling merchant showed me the other day, he taught me this and a lot of other funny gestures, for example...

“I was right! Get dressed quickly and get ready for we are leaving!” Alii screamed. In response Luctiana, lifted her lips with a face as if to say "you're boring".

With that attitude she started to climb on the dock.

“Therefore, I tell you, we will not get along well!

With a carefree face, ignoring Luctiana, Ali started walking along the dock. He was practically stunned in place as he saw her walked majestically on that dock; it was the majestic look and confidence of a fairy in charge of the protection of the desert.

From the tips of her beautiful wet blonde hair large raindrops fell, she left the dock painted with the footsteps of a fairy.

Inside the cabin of white walls, endless objects were cluttering the place. There was a bed and a desk. In the background, a door could be seen leading to the room where they practiced the culinary arts.