Four Wind Gods

The giant eagle spread its wings to cover the sun and flew slowly and gallantly. Ashnard witnessed it and understood that what was in front of him was a dangerous figure. If he didn't run away soon, maybe his second life would end sooner than he thought.

Ashnard was trying to move his body with all his strength, and he was surprised when Liliya freely ran towards the figure riding the giant bird.

"Finally, you came!" Fearlessly, Liliya hugged the eagle's neck. Her smile grew wider when a man descended from the bird's back.

The figure has the perfect height as a real man. In ancient tales, perhaps a suitable image for him was a hero. Even his steps were so mighty when he approached Liliya and rubbed her head, "I always come."

The silver iron cloth that the man was wearing was gleaming. His robes swayed in the wind that came out of nowhere. On his right wrist, there is a sword, and on his left wrist, there is a trumpet made of the same material as his silver clothes.

The man found Ashnard, who fell in pain. He then blew a wind that shrouded Ashnard's body. The coolness carried by the wind allowed Ashnard to move freely again. His breathing returned to normal, and his vision became clearer even though the fog still shrouded the surroundings.

"Are you okay?" the man asked, then helped Ashnard get up. "Your sensitivity is too strong, little human. You have strange powers."

The confused Ashnard asked, "Who are you?"

"Greetings, little human. I'm Sefenfor. I come from the east wind," he greeted. The man's voice was like the howling of the cool morning breeze.

"Sefenfor? You mean one of the Four Guardians of the Wind?" Ashnard's eyes widened in disbelief.

"So, you're Liliya's friend?" Sefenfor asked back.

"Yeah, that's how it is," Ashnard replied uncertainly.

"And this bird's name is Ekarios," shouted Liliya who still hugging the bird.

"The Eagle King of Mount Sur Balan, also my friend," Sefenfor added.

Ashnard then approached Liliya restlessly. "Liliya, aren't you afraid? That man over there, isn't he a god that people always glorify? Should I bow down and offer my blood to him?" Ashnard whispered.

Liliya laughed when Ashnard was so scared, "No need. Mr. Sefenfor and Ekarios are my friends. They are good. They won't hurt you."

"Liliya's friend is my friend too," said Sefenfor. Move his legs to Ashnard and Liliya.

Because of his fear and disbelief, Ashnard sat alone on the hill while Liliya and Sefenfor seemed to be busy talking.

In the eyes of a god, human existence is just like a passing wind. Ashnard thought that if he misbehaved even a little, it would instantly make the god angry. As a human, he didn't want to do such a reckless thing. Therefore, he chose to stay away from him.

Ashnard decided to go home. Leave Liliya with Sefenfor. He didn't want to disturb the god's conversation, so he left without telling Liliya. He kept walking until he managed to get out of the thick fog.

His mother, who had been waiting for Ashnard at home, was surprised to see that her son looked worried. "What's wrong? Was the date okay?"

Ashnard smiled doubtfully because he didn't think it was a date. He just thought it was a normal hangout, not to mention his unexpected encounter. "Is not a date, mom," Ashnard answered simply.

In his room, Ashnard reread the book about the Four Wind Gods.

A long ago, before Winfor existed, the land of the wind was once just a windy wild world. Dragons roam, monsters and demons of darkness rule the wind that blows in this land. The evil creature came from a place far from sunlight. A very deep abyss and only terrible creatures can live without the sun.

No one knows what made the abyss, and no one knows where the four mysterious figures came from. Four humans appeared with the wind that helped them defeat all darkness. The wind gave them strength. They became strong wind element users.

Step by step, they built a country. After that, they swore as the Four Wind Gods to protect this land in the four cardinal directions.

Among the mountains of ice and snow, Reibo with an ax and trumpet from dragon horns, guarded the north. He is also known as the God of Cold Wind because he always brings wind like ice piercing from the north.

In the gloomy and dark forest, lived Nous, the South Wind. His mysterious figure under the hood of his robes, always hiding from everything, except his three friends. He guards the forested south with a bow and trumpet of deer antlers. In this region, the abyss stretched, and only Nous was able to restrain the creatures without corrupting himself.

The wind comes with the currents and waves of the sea in the west. A beautiful woman stood on the cliff like a princess of the ocean. She guards the west coast with spears and trumpets of shells. Her name, Zefiria, was always mentioned even by the Sea God himself.

The hills in the east, his presence always accompanied by fog, was a knight riding a King of Great Eagle of Sur Balan. He's carrying a silver sword and a gleaming silver trumpet. His name is Sefenfor.

According to legend, as Wind Gods, their strength was extremely strong. One of them could crush thousands of troops or uproot hundreds of trees with a single gust of wind. They can level the ground, cut hills, and erode mountains easily.

The legend slowly seeped into Ashnard and made him immersed in the story of the past. Imagining what it would be like to have power like them. A thought crossed the boy's head to ask the god to train him. That thought was also because of his desire to avenge his defeat on the Ozarks.

The next day, he returned to the flower field to meet Sefenfor. The fog suddenly appeared, and the same thing happened again. Ashnard couldn't move or breathe until Sefenfor blew wind at him.

"What happened just now? Why am I always like that when you appear, while Liliya is just fine," Ashnard was annoyed.

"I've said it before. You have strong feelings that make you more sensitive. Those feelings come from other forces in your body," said Sefenfor. "You have two powers, the ocean and something I don't know about."

"Astral. That power is called the Astral element."

"Interesting. An element is unfamiliar to me. You have an attractive power, little human," Sefenfor said. "Then what brings you here?"

With all his soul, Ashnard immediately prostrated before Sefenfor, "Please, train me. You're a god, aren't you? With your strength, you should be able to help me become stronger."

"Even with those two powers, you're already strong, little human."

"But, that's not enough. With my current strength, I'm still weak. I want to get stronger and surpass my master."

"Your motivation is really interesting ... fine, I'll train you. But, on one condition." Sefenfor smiled mischievously at Ashnard. "You must be my slave."

"Whaaat!???"

***

"Haha, yeah, get ready for the plot twist," he chuckled as he sat next to Ashnard's illusion enjoying the show.