Chapter 152: Here Comes the Sun

The poorly drawn sun began to rise over the Plains, its soothing, warm glow showering over the weary. The boys would be awaken with such sunlight, followed by the crowing of roosters, annoying the children somewhat. They'd get up from their beds, looking over to see Harvard being able to awaken and recover after such an incident, a satisfied sigh escaping their body as they notice he was ok. "Welcome back to the land of the living, Harvard!" Stolas would joke, to which Harvard would roll his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...." He'd respond, before getting punched in the shoulder by Zazel. "GAH! The heck was that for!?" Harvard would ask, giving the Demon an aggravated look, the Stink Eye.

"For FAKING YOUR DEATH! AGAIN!! You literally said you weren't gonna do that!" Zazel would answer, pouting to himself, sharing a similar expression.

"Well, what the heck was I supposed to do there!? He threw my own snake monsters back at me! I can't dodge all that in time, Let alone a giant horde being summoned over and over again!"

"I-I dunno....Use them as fuel for your own monsters!?"

"To which the Hat Guy would just copy THAT and sick another horde at me, It's not that easy, dude!"

As the two bickered between each other, Solomon, the last child, would groan and get himself up, his hair being an absolute mess due to such peaceful rest he had before such noise interrupted it. "Can you guys keEeep I-" He shut his mouth almost instantly, the Trio immediately silencing themselves as they heard his words. They looked amidst one another, before Stolas would start, trying to keep it to himself.

"Was that.....a Voice Crack there?" Solomon refused to acknowledge the answer, yet Stolas already understood it. "OH MY GOD, IT IS! YOU'RE GETTING OLD!! YOU'RE GETTING SUPER OLD!!" Solomon would be physically holding himself back, trying to not lose his temper.

"Shut up, We're all getting older in thi-" 

"OLD! OLD!! SUPER OLD!!"

"SHUT UP, STOLAS-"

"YOU'RE GONNA GROW BALD AND WALK WITH A CANE!! SUPER OLD!!"

"SHUT UUUUUUP!!!" Solomon would immediately grab a pillow and smack Stolas upside the head with it, provoking the Stellar Magician to fight back, continuing to throw his jokes around to annoy the Biblical Sorcerer more and more. The other two, laughing along as they see them fighting, would join in, making the situation more lighthearted, with Zazel assisting Solomon, and Harvard assisting Stolas. The boys were relentless in such a fight, even trying to smother one another before their partner saved them from such suffocation, yet it was all still in good fun. They never thought they would have such fun in this world they reside in, and yet here they were. It was a nice distraction for them. A Knock on the door would be made to interrupt the Pillow Fight, with Pria standing in such a doorway.

"Oi....You guys done goofing off?" She would state with a lighthearted expression, signaling the boys to follow her. "C'mon. Breakfast's ready." The boys immediately stopped what they were doing and dressed up accordingly, rushing down to get such a meal. As they went downstairs, however, Harvard would break away from the path and check outside, trying to see if the corpse was still there or if it was merely his imagination. His heart would stop as he'd see that the evidence of such a battle was real, specifically the burnt grass, singed crops, and splattered blood across the fields, yet there was no body. Harvard immediately went to the group and tried to explain himself, with the pleasant aroma of Toast, Bacon, and Eggs being consumed along with such a discovery. "The Body disappeared, hmm? So that means he's still alive.....that's a problem." Pria would state, being the first to speak up about such a discovery.

"Yeah, worst yet, I'm pretty sure he must've remembered a LOT of the stuff we used still. I even chopped his neck and body apart!! How can someone stay alive after that??" Harvard would question.

"I could actually think of one way that could've let him survive." Solomon would pitch, still trying to control his voice a bit due to such puberty impacting his throat. "It could be because the guy kept his memories of his own body. By using those memories, he could've patched himself up, even at the brink of death. Just because someone is dead, doesn't mean their mind immediately cuts off. It goes around seven to ten minutes, more than enough time to pitch his memory into bringing his body back." The group would be somewhat astounded at such knowledge, except for the children, who were more expected that Solomon held such knowledge, and were more focused on dealing with a threat that could even survive through death.

"So essentially, we have to break his mind first before actually attempting to push for a lethal blow?" Manipura would state, to which Solomon would nod as an answer. "Hmm....Troublesome indeed. In order to actually ruin one's mind, one must try to either mentally manipulate and destroy them, or having enough blunt force to induce a coma. The former is something nobody here is willing to accomplish, and the latter would be nigh impossible if he regains back his sight."

Harvard, hearing enough, would get up, after finishing his meal. "Well then, we got no time to waste! I'm not having that guy walk around and cause trouble again!"

"One problem....Do you exactly know of a method of transport we can take? Traveling back to the kingdom on foot is most likely going to take us a while, even more so if we run across any enemies." Manipura would ask, to which Harvard look towards Zazel and gets an idea. While it would be beneficial to use one of his own monsters, the Demon was fully aware of the intentions Harvard wants. He would sigh as he'd go outside, letting everyone else be prepared as the Demon used Asmodeus, summoning forth the very demonic spirit. Everyone quickly realized the idea when they see the Goetia demon also riding atop of a large, lava-like dragon. "Mmm...That can work."

Immediately, they all got on and set off, speeding across the horizon with such a draconic beast.