Breveros stood down in the massive tower and heard the concerned question of his brother.
"My king and brother. I am alive. I am sorry for the delay. The entire region of the Black Bog Kingdom has changed. This place was the lair of Nightwing's former master. But great changes, shocking and unbelievable changes, have occurred and altered the very landscape of the place."
"What happened?"
"The master of Nightwing had fled, fleeing the power of the Incubus. I was given to learn that the former master of Nightwing is a powerful vampire that descends from the Fanged Vampire itself. She had an army. But because of her weakened state and her nature as a woman, she feared the new Nightwing and severed ties with their master and servant relationship. But..."
"But...?"
"Thi-things happened that has caused the hidden monsters of this land to gain power. When Nightwing's master left... the chained monsters were freed. Darklings."
Breveros brought out a memory-storing talisman, and the projection of the army of Darklings appeared.
Everyone was shocked. The Darklings proved that there was a powerful Fallen or Fallen Spawn in the area. Only their darkness could breed such creatures of black energy!
"Darklings?! But why is your vision showing you an army?! Did that Incubus lead you to a trap?!"
"No... The Darkling armies should have been massacred. The land of the Black Bog Kingdom is so powerful that even their monster kings could kill them. But... A war occurred within the Black Bog Kingdom. Many of the strongest began to wage war and fight each other, and the Darklings grew in number amid these gang fights."
"A gang... fight?! Impossible! Even if there would be these creatures, there are Crowns in Black Bog Kingdom!"
"There were... this. Creatures of fleshy powers that were hidden inside. They broke free, perhaps because the Darklings grew too strong. We would have died if not for the Incubus, Nightwing. His blood protected his forces since there was a vow that all creatures cannot attack the servant of the Fanged Spawn." Memories began to appear.
Many of the clashes that Nightwing had to take with his team were revealed.
The brave sacrifices of Nightwing were shown as he blocked and used his majestic strength to defend the large palms and arms of the giant that brought down to attack.
Everyone could see a power that could match and even kill Crowns falling as a mountain of an arm appeared. Nightwing would meet it head-on and force the falling mountain to refrain from utilizing its strength.
Nightwing bravely took the attack and was blown down. But because of the forceful canceling of the attack, the stone arm was weakened by its pressure, and the army's attacks worked on it.
Nightwing was barely alive and would rush towards the Darklings, which were not fully slain, and let Nightwing eat them.
The holy energy from various sources cooked and prepared the Darklings to prevent Dark Maddening as Nightwing ate them to regain strength.
This vision was shown numerous times, and Nightwing might have eaten an army's worth of Darklings to grow strong!
But as Breveros was showing this image, unheard on his end was Reisling.
"I told you! I told you! Look at what his bad luck has brought?! What are the odds of this happening? Those visions I saw from the spirit of wines were true! This Breveros is clearly hindering us!" Reisling shouted.
Even the two Highwinds watching could not defend the state of extremely unlucky circumstances unfolding before them.
"See this...! That Incubus! Was he not said to be... a True Neutral? We have scoured our history, and the legends are true. It speaks of these obscure people we should be wary of and treat as enemies! Looking at the wars and conflicts that we've had, we must have fought two members who are True Neutrals in the past! Those two of dragonic lineage that we fought! But the Fafnir family got their hands on its body and became one of the strongest families in the Planeworld now. True Neutrals are formidable enemies with unimaginable lineage. And see you here! We have found one, one that our Lord Impyernos seek! The power of Charmed! And yet! See there! The power of Bad luck! The curse is attacking potential allies!" Reisling didn't give the Highwinds their chance to defend themselves and brought out all accusations.
"...Now that it's pointed out. Why is Breveros so unlucky? Why can't he be... even a Conqueror? All noble lineages have the chance to reach this level! I feel we made the wrong choice to send him down there. We should have sent someone better if we want the curse of the Planesworld that limits the powers in the Midlands and the Lowlands. Didn't we also lose several Eldrich members before this? Weren't they... allies of Breveros?" One of the Eldrich recalled a certain detail.
The group turned silent.
Reisling was surprised at what was happening. But she then noticed what everyone else was now feeling.
Destiny was moving through them. Foresight was changing.
"...Father." Bolerax spoke softly. He could feel it too.
"I know, son." Tempest realized it as well.
Before them, the Noble Eldrich was acting wild and angry. Many were now accusing Breveros of many of their bad luck.
The Eldrich, who lost a Crown son, was the one who was very adamant and was shouting the loudest.
Eldrich Noble Desertlord, paid the excruciating price to send his son down to the Planesworld to seek and slay the princess of the Netherlands, Lea Olethros. Since the chance to acquire such a legacy was present, the Eldrich acted swiftly. Desertlord's son was at the level of Crown but was easily slain by Lea Olethros, who had just returned from the Unrecorded Pages and had a massive leap of power.
But it was a mystery as to how Desertlord's son died! He had a power that was the weakness of Olethros!
"My King! And Royal Emperor! Is this true?! Is Prince Breveros cursed with such sour luck?! I cannot believe that that would happen to them! Was my son's death also because of this?! Is my luck being affected by this?!"
"My King... It is suspicious that such a foul turn would befall Prince Breveros. We have to make plans." Another Eldrich noble spoke.
"You fools! We have to act fast! But look! There is a chance that they will not make it out alive! If they leave that place, will they not be attacked by armies of the Highlands?!" Reisling asked.
Many frowned. It was an impossible incident, but given the peculiar circumstance before them that they witnessed, it seemed that everything was possible.
"My king. We have to address this. We all know Prince Breveros is strong. But unlucky. But now, it is affecting our plans! Does lord Impyernos know of this?"
The enraged challenges grew more and more, and Bolerax could only sigh.
Breveros did not hear everything that was transpiring on the other end. But he kept on reporting and gave out the full reports of what they had gained. On his end, he was emphasizing the good news. They found great forces that were now willing to fight them. Despite the losses, they now have loyal servants who follow them, and the armies of the Uninvolved Lands could now be theirs because of this event.
Breveros had seen the good despite the mess and was busy reporting this. But bad luck befell him as his arguments and presentation were being ignored.
"Breveros." Finally, Bolerax spoke.
"My king..."
"You are to be stripped of your ranks. Move out of this temple, and we wish to speak with Nightwing."
The cold voice of Bolerax pierced the heart of Breveros.
Somewhere in the harsh pain of his brother disgracing him of his ranks was intense, immeasurable anger.
The anger of Tyrannus was exploding.
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