“Education is the most powerful
weapon which you can use to change the world.”
- Ferris Bueller* #quote
Today I divided by zero. Things got...complicated. Especially when
the gazelles showed up. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Most Chivalrous Knight
The people of the land knew Sir Regil as the most chivalrous knight.
Giving to charity, being a paragon of politeness, and serving the
land as he fought for the weak. The shine of his armor appeared so
bright it almost glowed. The powerful glow of it appeared almost
fire-like and warm and gave off hope to those helped. No one knew his
face, but they knew his massive height, deep voice, and the large
magic sword he held with a large handle and engravings from the
Northern Wizards Guild that he held deep ties to.
Sir Regil bowed before a witch belonging to the Northern Wizards
Guild and grumbled, “I did everything you asked.”
“Everything?” the old, skeptical witch asked, draped in red
uniform of the guild. “Every single thing?”
Regil grunted like a boar. “Yeah, I killed that dragon, rescuing
the ugly princess. I saved that hole-in-the-ground village from the
bandits. And I also raided the old dungeons of that necromancer for
treasure to sell for charity for the loud, annoying orphans. Can I go
home for at least a little while? This took a months!”
The witch thought for a moment then responded, “You have two days
reprieve from your community service then you must return.”
Regil took off his helmet and his curling demon horns flashed a deep
black and a portal to the underworld opened. He scratched an itch on
his scales before heading back home to join his fellow demons. He
hated that a demon lord such as himself had been caught by humans and
forced to do penance for his acts.
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