Not The Treasure You Would Expect | Hika & Chel

The windows of the Sabertooth guild master’s room were ajar to the warm windy morning as a breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, making a shadow on her huge, comfy couch as wind does on the sea. Elbows propped up onto the window pane, chin pressed against her palm and indigo pools glanced involuntarily outwards into a distance; she found herself lost in the beauty of nature — the condensed watery vapour known as clouds, drifting away along with the same momentum of the air currents, a massive pale yellow orb glowing from above as the sunlight casted brightly upon her. The ends of her lips were twitched upwards into a content smile, eyelashes closed, feeling the wind caressing her cheeks and whisked away her locks of rose coloured, causing it to fall onto her shoulders.

A sigh left her lips; out of satisfaction, as she fluttered her dark eyelashes open once again and pushed herself back onto her feet. Cerulean hues glided over to the piece of paper that was laid on her bed which was not yet tidied. Arms folded, the woman pondered on who she could have as a company for the mission that was written neatly in the paper. A few seconds of bringing up names on her mind, one end of her lips finally tugged upwards, a sly smile resting of amusement when she was definite on who she would request to go on a job alongside her. Fitting into one of her most trusted metallic boots and her leather coat, the Sabertooth mage slipped out of her room and proceeded onwards to the guildhall, blue orbs searching for the fortunate person who was soon to be her job partner.

The woman raised her chin, peering over the crowd of mages that flocked together in the guildhall through her thick dark eyelashes. Her guild mates appeared to be busy skimming through the words that was written on the brown papers glued onto the board. ”Aren’t you guys hard-working today?” A small smile crept onto her lips, almost barely seen, her words directed at the mob of people crowding together to get the mission they wanted. Sapphire orbs caught a glimpse of a shadow around the corner of her eyes and immediately shifted her attention towards it. There he is! Her wrists secured at her back, her legs pushed forward to approach closer to the man — who was no other than her paramour; Chelvaric, and tapped his shoulder gently. ”Well well, look who’s here.” The young woman spoke softly into his ear jokingly, bending slightly over him, due to her petite body compared to his.  

Withdrawing back to her original position, her eyes ran over his body from head to toe, obviously noticing that he was in fact shirtless again. Her eyebrows immediately creased into the centre of her forehead, her lips drawn into a thin line, heat rushing to her cheeks as red apple pools danced onto her skin. ”There’re people and girls here! Why’re you half-naked again!” Admittedly, Chelvaric had an attractive face and a decent body which was why she was slightly worried that some girls could possibly be ogling at him and that was something she strongly dislike. Arms folded across her chest, the woman raised her head sharply to a side and pretended to be mad at her companion.

”Humph!” — an expression of a scornful doubt emanated from her lips, her chin raised to one side, eyes firmly closed. Whenever Chelvaric was around, she noticed that she was almost unlike herself; rather childish and gentle — not to mention — she gets extremely jealous as well. Perhaps, being with him is bad for her heart, since an emotion such as jealousy is outrageously terrible for everyone. Before she noticed, her body was lifted up into the air with strong arms supporting her waist. Eyelashes flew open instantly only to notice that Chelvaric was carrying her out of the guildhall. Chuckles resonated through the walls of the guildhalls when she realised her guild mates were looking at the two of them. A sigh escaped from her lips and blew away her pink bangs that partly covered her face, arms crossed in front of her chest. Using the lacrima that floated in the centre of the platform, they were teleported to the castle located in Ace of Spades. Upon arriving the Sabertooth’s private city, she was released onto the ground and fixed her clothing afterwards. ”Don’t carry me in front of people again.” Her voice stern and low, she spoke in a cold manner towards him, her cheeks slightly flushed from embarrassment that she was seen by her comrades in an awkward moment.

The ends of the pink-line of her cupid bow lips twitched upwards into a small smile when he grabbed a shirt recklessly and slid into them. Pleased that he took the action for her, the woman took the tickets held between his fingers and skimmed through the words quickly. ”It’s arriving soon. Let’s not waste anymore time here.” With Chelvaric leading the way, she trailed along behind him and soon caught up with his tempo, walking side by side with their hands clasped together. Holding hands — it was almost a habit for them, and it felt so natural in such a way that is similar to drinking water. Chatters and cheers jerked her back to the physical existence only to notice that the people living in the town noticed her, greeting the two of them as they would walk past. Chants of congratulating the engagement of the couple could be heard as she immediately turned to look at Chelvaric with a surprised look. How did people know about that? — those words she had been dying to ask him but she contained herself not to, in front of the crowd. Smiling, the guild master of Sabertooth bowed at the people in gratitude, the palm of her hand resting on her chest; her signature pose.

Upon Chelvaric alluding of the guild business, the woman heaved out a long sigh; indicating of exhaustion. ”I still have a quite a lot of paperwork to do and there are some things I was thinking we might need in the guildhall. But other than that, I’m quite satisfied with everything for the moment.” Squeezing Chelvaric’s hands gently, she gazed down at the patterned ground and continued her sentence, ”Me too, I’m glad I’ve been on a lot of jobs lately. It cools me off from the load I have in my office.” Her brows furrowed in thought before she delivered her question directed towards him, when he saw a shopkeeper handing a bag over him without any notice. ”What’ve you been doing?” Unaware what he had been up to lately, she was slightly worried that he might be doing some illegal actions. A surprise for he, he said, and those few words instantly made her feel relieved. The train station was adorned with flags, the Sabertooth logo engraved onto the cloths, the ground and the walls all made of marble and glass. A whistle could be heard from a far, stating that it was almost time for the train to leave. Thank god they were on time. They wouldn’t want to miss the train now, would they? Being pulled up onto the train by the hands of Chelvaric’s, she was greeted by the amazing furniture and interior design on the train. First class, she thought to herself, her lips curved into a smirk, or rather a grin.

Satisfied by the look of the train, the woman seated herself on the chair, only to be given a bouquet of flowers and an unfamiliar box. There was all sort of food she would enjoy in the front of her seat, even chocolate; her favourite dessert. Her jaw dropped open, taking the flowers and the small gift from his hands. Despite how she wasn’t exactly a fan of flowers or the romantic type of person, she loved receiving gifts of these sort. Unable to even spill a single word, she was more than pleased and surprised to be showered with presents and a nice breakfast. A breakfast is the most important meal of the day, they say, and now she will be having a filled tummy for the whole period. With the bouquet of flowers neatly tucked under her arm, she unwrapped the ribbon folded on the gift box, half-expectant and other half-excited on what was about to come.

A bracelet.

The light bounced onto the metal and into her blue eyes as she gawked at the beautiful silver material with small pendants hanging from the metal. ”Wow, this is beautiful. Thank you so much.” Throwing her arms around his neck, she embraced him tightly, burying her head into his shoulder, the shirt he was wearing radiating of his manly cologne.

The train entered a tunnel, darkness engulfed around them and her sight turned pitch-black from the obstruction of the sunlight. The Sabertooth guild master ceased eating her breakfast for a brief moment since she could not see anything due to the dark, unlike Chelvaric, who had cat eyes to help him through these sort of moments. With fingers clutched around her utensils, she waited until the sunlight began to outcast the barely lit train, blinding her eyes by the moment. The light reflected into her face as she struggled to open her eyes from the light but soon, got accustomed to the situation. ”Aren’t you going to eat anything?” She spoke, her eyes directed towards Chelvaric while her mouth was stuffed with all the bread pieces. Not bothering to wait for any response, the woman split the bread into a much smaller piece and pushed it into his mouth for she didn’t want him to starve in the middle of their mission. A chuckle escaped her lips as she grabbed the jar of water and poured into an empty glass since she was aware that he didn’t like any of the chocolate drinks. Despite how bumpy the road was, she could barely feel a single thing and almost no harsh movements could be felt. Due to the train designed for these situations, both of them were able to have their breakfast with ease.

It was surprising to her how there were so little people on the train, perhaps it’s just the first class that has fewer people than the economy class. Shrugging off her thoughts, blue orbs gazed out into the window beside her, her fingers interlocked with Chelvaric’s, mesmerised by the glistening water that spread out under the radiant sun. Cottages and buildings clustered about the estuary and the boats bobbing on its waters, signified that they had finally reached the harbour of Hargeon. A smile crept up onto her lips, her eyes crease slightly into a shape of a crescent, enjoying the mournful cry of the seagulls, which weaved and dipped both above and below the sea. Soon, the train came to a stop and it was almost time for the two Sabertooth mages to search for the treasure. Yes, they had came here to do treasure hunting, or so the mission states. Grabbing a hold of Chelvaric’s hand, she helped herself to stand up on her feet and meandered out of the train after she was ensured her paramour had taken care of the train tickets. ”Yup, I’ve been here quite a few times. If I recall correctly, the harbour is that way.” With her finger hoisted up in front of her, she pointed to a distance where the wildness of the gorse bushes grew in profusion all around her. Over the greenery, hints of white and blue could be seen and a few metal parts from the ships. ”It’s not that far. Let’s go.”

Fingers wrapped around Chelvaric’s big hands, she dragged him towards their destination while she led the way. As they passed past the fish market, it was noticeable that Chel was drooling from the smell of the raw fishes. The smell was rather profounding to her whereas for Chel it was the complete opposite. They approached the harbour, boots clacking against the wooden logs, eyes searching for their client. With no picture in her hands, she was unsure how the person looked like until she caught sight of an old man. According to his appearance, with almost little to no hair, he looked as if he was in his late sixties. Tentatively, the woman approached him and spoke, ”Are you perhaps the person who requested to help you find the treasure?” The old man eyes lit up in excitement upon hearing her question and nodded vigorously, ”Yes yes! I’m so glad you came here. I’m guessing you two are from Sabertooth. Either way, as you both know, you’re supposed to find this treasure. I’m not sure what this one piece I’ve been hearing from people frequently but just to let you know, I can’t let the pirates have any of the treasure, alright? I can’t just let them have it.” The old man kept babbling on and on about how he can’t allow the pirates to retrieve the treasure until Hika requested him to stop.

The whistle of the wind blowing overwhelmed the chatters and laughs of children and people that were crowded within the makers of the Hargeon Town. Strands of loose rose hair whizzed away from her face by the gentle breeze that caressed her face so softly, as gentle as a kiss. Blue hues glided over to the bald man, who lighted a cigarette and placed a hand on his hip. People in Hargeon were relaxed and composed, and the view of the sea was breathtaking. The Sabertooth guild master made a note to herself to visit this town, every so often for she enjoyed the beauty of nature more than anyone else. The exquisite sight could relieve the stress and pain from and with just one look at the picturesque view, warmth would settle over her and soothed her chest. Lost into the magnificent view that laid sprawled below her, a smile etched onto the pink-line of her lips as she gazed at the sea glistening underneath the light from the yellow blob that shone ever so brightly in the sky. Across the bay, she caught a glimpse of the white buildings glittering along the clear water where the ships bobbed up and down from the small waves of the sea.

The old man appeared to be enjoying his cigarette and the view in front of him before he invited the Sabertooth mages into his cabin. Wooden tables and benches were distributed neatly in his cabin, bottles of alcohol and liquor lined up in an order just against the wall. The woman briefly nodded her head to herself after she found out that the man was an alcoholic, or rather, someone who likes to drink a lot, although he seems like a person who would be hard to get drunk. The woman left Chelvaric to make the deal with the old man, despite how he was being ungenerous to the ones who had offered to help him. ”Ah, well, people people.” The woman waved a hand in front of her as if she was swatting some flies around her, eyes showing of slight boredom. While Chelvaric and the man was busy, Hika walked around the cabin, taking in everything she sees in her sight; abstract paintings and pictures of objects and people. Being a person who was eager to know something, the woman was always curious about things if she was in places she was unfamiliar of.

The wooden floor thudded when her boots came into contact with the ground, as she meandered over to the two men discussing the deal. ”It’s settled? Alright, good. Let’s leave then.” The man seemed to be wanting to be sober all by himself, seeing that he was requesting the two of them to leave. With a twist of her body, the woman meandered towards the direction of the door. Once she stepped her foot out of the door, she felt the harsh gales knocking into her face and whisking away her pink locks and her black cape. In a heat of a moment, her back was pushed against a wall and Chelvaric’s lips came crashing down onto her. Heat rose to her cheeks, flushed with embarrassment. They parted her lips and Hika immediately glared at him, arms folded across her chest. ”I told you not to do that in public.” Furious, the woman treaded heavily towards the edge of the boat, facing towards the front of the view where the sun was reflecting on her face. Soon, they would depart and the mission would begin. Before she gets too serious with the mission, she wanted to spend the time enjoying herself on the vehicle.

Wooden boats and large ships bobbed above the surface of the waters, the ripples forming placidly from the wind, turning into small waves. Hair blowing along with the same momentum of the wind, the air currents whipped away the brim of her black cloak which fell from her shoulders. The neon colours from the sun filled the sky overhead, colours of vivid red and orange distributed colourfully across the endless space while the orange blob dipped into the water across the horizon. Her eyes glided from the breathtaking sight to the man standing beside her; Chelvaric. A sad expression crossed over the features of his perfectly sculpted face which brought her lips to curl downwards into a frown. Feeling guilty of what she had done, the woman sauntered towards him and slid her arms underneath the area below his elbows, wrapping it around his firm chest while she pressed her cheek against his back over the thin layer of his cotton shirt. The woman slightly pulled away from him before she heightened herself on the tip of her toes and placed a soft kiss on the small of his neck and whispered out the words, ”I’m sorry about what I said before.” Once again, the Sabertooth guild master rested her head against his back, as it heaved up and down from his breathing with her arms tightly wrapped around his sturdy body.

Indigo pools glided over to the glistening sea that sparkled under the sunlight and her attention was seized by how the dolphins leaped upwards into the air and dipped downwards back into the sea, her head immediately jerked upwards, a finger pointed towards the direction where she saw a glimpse of the lovely creatures. ”Dolphins!” The woman exclaimed, realising that they were already far out in the sea, reaching to their destination soon. Miles ahead, umpteen number of tall verdant trees were sprawled across the deserted land that was brimming with golden sand. It was a breathtaking view, however, the first thing she noticed about the island was its shape; curved into strange contours of a crescent. The weather was much warmer in the afternoon than she had expected and her clothes clung onto her skin from the sweat that was produced from her body, displaying her feminine curves underneath her cloak that concealed her body parts.

Once they had gotten off aboard, the woman tugged onto the rim of Chelvaric’s sleeve, trying to cease him in his tracks. ”We aren’t splitting up. Stay with me.” Apart from the vegetation that grew wildly on the island, there was barely anything else on the land. Her most trusted pair of metallic boots sunk into the thick golden sand that before she lifted up her leg to place it in front of her. Step by step, she climbed up shore, approaching closer to the trees. From the corner of her eyes, she noticed a figure flickered past her eyes and her head immediately jerked towards the direction as a response. ”Who’s there?” Within the shadows of the dense woods that engulfed around the two Sabertooth mages, the woman could only hear the rustle of the leaves and the soft whisper of the wind as if the nature was answering her question. Soon after, four figures emerged from the forest revealing themselves; two of them appeared to be pirates whereas the other man was accompanied with a huge vulcan alongside him. Just like she had imagined, others were there on the island for the treasure, not to mention — the pirates as well, which means that they would have to face them to retrieve the treasure. The pirates and their strange pet appeared confused to see a random ship anchored at the bay of the island, their heads perching upwards to see if anyone was on the ship. However, the two of them were hidden behind the barrels that were located on the ship so that they wouldn’t be easily caught by the enemies. However, even after minutes of waiting out on them to carelessly roam aboard, the pirates were reluctant to approach any further onto the ship.

”Tsk.” A click of her tongue was produced in frustration as she pushed herself onto her feet with the help of the barrels and strode forward onto the deck of the ship. ”Haha! Knew someone wuld be in dere!” One of the man exclaimed, pointing his dagger at her and chuckling to himself in satisfaction that later came out as a snort through his crooked nose.
”Old men?!” The other pirate spat in dismay as the features on his face became apparent of disappointment from her statement. ”It’s none of ya concern, ya hear! If ya going through this forest, ya’ll have go through me first!” The man with the vulcan nodded in agreement before all three of them hooted out loud with laughter among themselves.  ”As much as we’d like to have some fun with a beautiful woman like you, we’ll try not to be distracted while we enjoy the killing.” The man spoke through his thick moustache while rubbing his chin with his fingers and ogled at her body with a disgusting smirk plastered across his face. The woman rejected the compliment by raising her eyebrow in disdain and screwed up her face to the words he had spoken, much to her horror. What a bloody pervert.

The scene that unfolded before her naked eyes was magnificent, however, as much as the guild master of Sabertooth would like to enjoy the battle between her fiancé and the vulcan longer, the fight was almost over just within a blink of an eye. The woman clapped her hand gently on Chel’s shoulder, the corners of her lips lifted upwards into an angle as indigo pools crossed the gaze of scarlet. Her lips mouthing ’good job’ towards her paramour, the woman strode past him, her bright blue hues peering over at the remaining pirates with great distaste. Without any hesitation, the rose haired mage summoned a pair of transparent ellipse barely a few inches from her hands, facing outwards towards her enemies’ direction. The cornea of her eyes were pitch-black, as dark as a black hole, light would hardly reflect into her eyes. The woman did not bother to allow the pirates to react to her sudden movements, instead, with a slight motion of her hand raising it upwards, she lifted up the enemies together along with chunks of rocks and sand that were ripped apart due to the immense force of her magic. The look from her enemies’ features were appalling, yet, interesting to watch, their eyeballs almost extending outwards from their sockets. Another gesture of her hand caused all the chucks of stones and boulders, including the pirates to drop down onto the ground with an immeasurable force that would be enough to break bones inside a human body.

The pirates were hard to kill, definitely, as the woman watched them struggle back to their feet while they grabbed onto their injured parts where droplets of blood spilled onto the golden sand, staining it unsightly. The last thing the woman saw was a huge metal hammer flying towards her, followed by another and another, until it summed up to four hammers, each travelling at different speed. Barely having enough time to react, the woman cartwheeled to a side, landing back onto her feet only to be hit by a metallic hammer right into her stomach. Perceiving more hammers flying towards her, the woman protruded her arm outwards, her eyes turning black once again and abruptly ceased all incoming attacks from reaching her. The young mage twisted her hand slightly, altering the direction of the hammers which later faced back to their owners. The woman’s dark hues returned back to their original colour, a variety of blue, once the hammers launched themselves towards her foes, followed by a massive wave of invisible force that knocked back the two pirates off their feet. Blood began to pour out from their bodies, forming a puddle underneath them as their life blood flowed out in slow pulses, each weaker than the one before.

The Sabertooth guild master wrapped her arms around her stomach, where the hammer had struck her. It was not a serious wound, nor something that would affect her strongly, yet the weight of the heavy metal against her skin had caused her slight ache in her abdomen. The woman hid her arm under her black cloak and pulled up her hood that concealed half of her bright blue eyes before she began to set off into the woods to search for the so-called treasure that the client seemed to be so enthusiastic about. "Shall we go find it now?"

Despite how the young woman attempted to make sure Chel didn’t take notice of her wound, the grim features on her face showed otherwise. Silently, the pinkette could not help but roll her eyes at herself before nodding towards her fiancé, gesturing him that she was more than fine. She definitely was. The place where her foe had pummelled into her abdomen ached just slightly — it was nothing she could not take care of, yet, being a lover of her, it was apparent Chel was more worried than she was for herself. A sudden jerk and a flicker of shadow within the corner of her eyes caught her attention as the guild master of Sabertooth snapped her head around only to see the vulcan clutching onto her paramour’s leg. Doubtless, her face scarcely showed any emotion, for she was sure Chel would not hesitate to hack its head off. Without bothering any further, the woman whirled back around, billowing out her dark cloak that fell behind her outwards as if they were thick curtains as she trudged through the sand and into the dense forest.

Light began to fade the further the Sabertooth mages proceeded into the forest, dense thickets of half-drowned trees pressed close around them, branches dripping with curtains of pale fungus. The woods was strangely silent, apart from the whistling of the wind and the rustle of bright yellow leaves spiralling along with the motion of the air currents. The branches snapped underneath her boots, causing her to jolt slightly from the disturbing sound within the tranquility. By hearing the sounds of footsteps behind her, Hika was certain that her fiancé had now caught up to her after dealing with the remaining vulcan who was near death. The woman could scarcely see anything in front of her, sunlight blocked by the huge branches that protruded from the trees, only specks of light pierced through the gap between the leaves as she made her way through the dark forest. The wind brushed against her cheek, whisking away the pink strands of her hair ever so gently, her cloak billowing behind her as the breeze picked up its speed, outlined nobly against the sun and the stars for all to see. The trees swayed slightly with the momentum of the wind and spots of sunlight fell upon her face and onto the dried leaves that filled the whole path she was headed too.

For a brief moment, the woman stood still and listened to how the nature was talking to her; the wind, the leaves, every single movement, her eyes closed briefly with a small smile on her line of her plump lips. The guild master of Sabertooth had always been a lover of nature; the only thing that kept her in peace, the only sounds that could calm her and a piece that truly inspired her. It was as if the wind had responded to her as it gently caressed her cheeks. Her smile widened before her bright cerulean orbs fluttered open, her body suddenly filled with energy and motivation. For some reason, she felt restless and a sudden urge to use her powers. The swift sounds from a distance knocked her back to her senses, her eyes and ears instantly peeled for anything that might be coming to their way. Shadows loomed past her, behind the trees that engulfed around the two Sabertooth mages. Her rank was high enough to sense things from a distance, yet, she was unable to see what or who exactly it was with her bare eyes. Activating her magic, a dark, pitch-black colour began to warp her eyes, filling out the entire cornea. From this, the woman’s sight was intensified, her magic enabling her to see almost anything detailed within the area.

The whole forest revealed around her, even the tiniest insects of the woods. The beings that lurked within the shadows emerged in her sight and for a second, the woman was greatly surprised by their appearance. Not only the beings were tiny, their foes had huge pots with plants, precisely mushrooms growing out of the clay pot. Her brows were lifted in confusing, nonetheless, she decided to push the thought away from her mind. The enemies appeared to be ones taken down with easiness for her. Indigo pools danced with amusement as a sly smile rested on her lips. Black and purple fumes coated her hands, rising as if they were flames and took a signature stance, her legs parted slightly and her hands motioned in a different position, the moment the midgets came forth out of the woods.


With a hoist of her hand, her enemies were lifted into mid-air while she altered the force fields around their bodies with a swift gestures of her fingers. The midgets would find themselves locked in an invisible column where energy is highly compressed inside the column. The young mage curled her fingers into a tight ball, causing the pillars that surrounded the midgets to follow the same motion as she gestured. Blood splattered everywhere and the pieces of the dead bodies were tossed around in all directions from the force of the crush. ”Let’s keep moving.” The features on her face still remained unmoving, before she gestured Chel to come with her to search for the final treasure. The woman extended her hand and grabbed for the nearby branches in a way to push herself forward. A speck of light reached out towards her, perhaps a few meters away from her which was not so far from where she was standing. The further she treaded forward, the brighter the light was, filling out the entire vicinity of the forest with a pale illuminating colour. Her ability was not required to perceive things around her anymore for the dazzling light was bright enough to light up the whole area, enabling her to witness everything around her. Fingers lazily sprawled in front of her face to protect herself from the blinding light, the woman glimpsed through the space between her fingers, wondering what exactly it could be.

The pine trees and the wildness of the gorse bushes grew in profusion all around her. The wind was chilly and cut into her, the Sabertooth guild master loved the wild sound that occurred within the forest and the salty smell of it as well as the deepen sense of solitude. The two Sabertooth mages proceeded further into the forest, light still reaching out towards them. Before the woman realised, she had already arrived at the end of the forest whilst at the same time, greeted by one of the most magnificent views she had ever seen apart from the scenery above her guild hall and the citadel; the building in Iceberg where she had trained for her new abilities along with the help of Deniel Decayuss. A waterfall came into her sight as streams of water gushed out of huge boulders, cascading down into the plunge pool. The roar of the waters filled the area, silencing all the noises that was within the vicinity. Stones were neatly adorned around the edge of the pool as the water washed over the cobble stones due to the rising waves. Who in the world got the idea to bury the treasure at this place? Confused and bewildered by the thought, the woman wondered where the treasure box would be hidden.

The woman held the stick firmly in her hands, which was given to her by her paramour and stared at it curiously, wondering what it actually does. It was weird how Chelvaric was aware of everything all of a sudden and she was not but she decided to push her thoughts away, not wanting to be distracted. Following Chel in his tracks, she waited until the device began to beep furiously, indicating that something metallic was buried underneath. As she was told, the woman pummelled her shovel into the sand with all her might, digging out the sand that was a few meters away from the lake, or rather, a plunge pool. Her body began to break into a fine dew of perspiration and instinctively, the young woman slipped her lean body out of her black cloak before she threw it into a distance on the ground. The guild master was now dressed in a black leather cropped top, along with black tight pants and boots. Her pale skin glittered as she basked under the sun, her hair turning pale from the light that shone down upon her.

Indigo pools swept over to Chelvaric only to see his arm muscles flexing the moment he dug his shovel into the sand. Heat rushed to her cheeks, apple red pools dancing with embarrassment that she had witnessed a sight of that sort before she immediately averted her attention back to the ground and let out a discreet cough. Piles of sand and mud pooled around her feet and on the sides, a hole depth of at least 5 meters dug into the ground. A sigh escaped her lips, her cheeks puffed out and placed her arms on her waist. Closing her eyes briefly, the pink haired lady enjoyed the sunlight on her face and let the breeze fairly snatched her breath away. It was an amazing feeling; something that felt almost like the beach.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The metal detector set off once again, the sound reverberating thought the walls of boulders and into the forest. ”I think we found it!” The rose haired lady exclaimed, her eyes wide open and stared down at the hole they had just created, digging further into the sand until a wooden box was revealed. The edges of the treasure box was lined with golden decorations and adorned with jewels. Violet pools sparkled at the sight in front of her and let her fingers brush against the mahogany treasure chest. She waited until her fiancé had unlocked the key, or rather broke it in this case only to unveil a pair of swimming bikini, together with a sheet of paper. Listening to the words Chelvaric had read the message out loud, the young woman could not help but mentally smack her head against a wall and rolled her eyes at how this ’Margaret’ person had fooled everyone. Placing her hand on her forehead, she could not believe herself expecting the treasure box to be filled with emeralds, rubies and a variety of jewels, only to display something entirely different. ”I can’t believe we went through all for this.” Hika snorted, heavy brows shadowing her bright eyes of blue followed by a huge frown curving downwards on her lips.

Chelvaric seemed to be amused with the treasure they had just been rewarded and the guild master could not help but smirk at his reaction, her lips twitching at one end. Of course, she knew he wanted her to wear those swimming bikini, it was all obvious in the way he winked at her and the lust portrayed in his eyes. ”Aren’t you truly a pervert?” She laughed, punching his arm before grabbing the bikini off his hands. ”Fine, I’ll go change then.” With a sly smile of amusement, the woman trotted off into a distance where it was slightly dark so she could change her attire comfortably, after throwing a glance at him. Suddenly, she remembered Chelvaric mentioning that the bikini was able to switch to any colour she wanted. Oh, how surprising. The woman thought to herself, her eyebrows raised in astonishment. She was never aware that such things existed. After wrapping herself in the bikini they had just discovered by tying the loose strands around her neck and her back, Hika tapped the under garments with her finger causing the colour to convert to an extremely white clothing. Satisfied, the woman walked towards the pool and gently dip herself into the warm water while she swam towards her paramour. A playful smile danced on her rosy lips as she placed her arms around his neck and let her eyes skim over the features on his face. The woman let herself soak in water, her white clothing dripping with water as it turned transparent. The woman knew what she was doing and her smirk deepened.