War Of The Realms (Gear Hearts Book 5) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 12: Bangkok City

Kong POV

The sunset hitting its upper windows, casting orange against the skyscraper of Bangkok. People driving around the streets and walking around the sidewalk in their normal routine. When we reached the Wizard Headquarters, I didn't really expect to be in the heart of the city.

It was a small settlement in the center of towering iron gates enchanted with magic wards during the 15th century. When the city developed into a large and bustling city. Parts of it were destroyed and renovated for over the past centuries. The 2nd Wizard King appealed that it was for the demon slayers as well. The demon population in Bangkok is larger than in Ravika. There were terrifying creatures that I've read and seen in books. And demons who grew into their strongest form and demons you could find in companies. 

And—

"You sure that there are Dark hunters here?" asked Tine.

"I'm way sure." Sarawat answered.

That's also a problem. Bangkok is the center of all hellish creatures. I wasn't even ready to meet old friends along the way. 

P'Arthit and P'Khai were sipping of their favorite coffee and, of course, Pink Milk. P'Arthit happily looked up and brightened his eyes through sipping from the Pink Milk. "What?" He glared in a joking manner.

"Your face is scary as ever." I made a lazy expression.

"I was born with this face!" He argued.

I leaned towards Kao and whispered something about P'Arthit having a girly drink. P'Arthit launched himself at me, tugging my shirt with one hand. "What are you grinning at?"

P'Khai popped out his head from behind P'Arthit. "Arthit, what are you doing?!" He scowled. This was P'Two's Limousine. It had white leather seats. P'Khai told us an hour ago that he would be the one who cleans the Limousine car if any of the drinks would be spilled.

I went to the window and drew back the curtains. Rising in front of our view, was what must've been European architecture with four white pillars supporting the tops. If I glanced upon the next building, I could see the sky. Across the way was another building, not as tall as this one between .

There several modern ones cornered into the last part where the main building stood. When we arrived, Marc Gunslinger, Third's dad was waiting at the entrance. He wore a jacket with a lot of pockets. A Scarlet blade symbol embedded on his right upper chest.

"Dad" Third gave him a hug.

"Your friends are here. I'm hoping you would find your time in the armory."

"We could check it out tomorrow." P'Third squeezed his Mr. Gunslinger's arm. "We're tired."
Mr. Gunslinger landed his eyes on the Prince. "Your highness." He bowed frantically as if formal introductions were sorted out of the greetings.

"It's okay...Dad" P'Khai suddenly said.

All of us stilled on our feet. The air that came in was cold and P'Third shot up his spine, making him stand at his full height. He glanced anxiously at P'Khai. The side of his mouth was kind of twitching. 

"A-ah, I mean, Mr. Gunslinger!" P'Khai said in a panicked voice.

"Come in." Mr.Gunslinger was still agitated. Now, I see where P'Third gets his personality. He could be as badass as his mom but he couldn't get rid of his dad's quirky demeanors. We entered the foyer, sensing Sarawat's cautious observation of the Headquarters. 

Becoming wizard again gave him a tough time walking in and out of the wards. Especially that the Headquarters doubled up the magic wards. When we got in, Guardians posted on the gate, and even more stationed on the walls.