Chapter 212 Split
It had been another two weeks since I had gone out with Tama.
Most of the days were filled with nothing more than monotony and paperwork. It was honestly quite boring but now…
Now something exciting was happening. It was for that purpose that I was being dressed.
It was with the fanciest clothes on my person that I found myself sitting on a throne.
It wasn't the original one that the other king had used but a custom made one.
It was opulent, in my opinion maybe even too much but it was more a show of power and wealth than a sense of aesthetic.
Though I did have to admit that it was quite beautiful, the way that the gems and jewelers were integrated into the exotic metals. It brings out the best in it all.
It even gave it this air of regality which was what we were aiming for.
I rest my arm on the rest, leaning my head into it as I give the doors a heavy stare.
My face was impassive, my own power focused on the messenger outside.
It was from a foreign kingdom, one that I didn't even bother to learn the name of.
After all, it was useless to learn what would soon be consumed.
'Heh' I laughed in my head, watching the doors slowly slide open to reveal a frightened messenger. His head was soaked with sweat as his eyes opened wide to show the great fear he had of me.
I had done nothing more than permeate the room with my aether but it seemed that even this was too much for him. They really were pathetic, huh.
"M… my… lord, this messenger has a message for you from the… the… holiest kingdom… if you would allow me to read it."
I shook my head, gesturing for one of the soldiers at the right to come up and grab the letter that was addressed to me.
With a careful gaze I read it, the contents more or less summing up to and I quote…
Pay tribute in land, money and valuables. Else your kingdom not survive the night.
"Heh…" I laughed out loud, the hilarity of it getting to me. I guess my prey had arrived sooner than I thought.
This would be fun, I could go slaughter some bastards who thought it appropriate to hold MY kingdom ransom.
I blinked at that thought, maybe I was getting too into this role. Being happy that there were people to slaughter.
Yes that was a bit too far, however I just shrugged my shoulders. It didn't bother me too much that I was going towards this route.
After all… it was fun and most importantly I could see Aoif smile, she always loved to be in battle, to fight.
I glared back down to the messenger, his eyes flickering down to evade my own in shame and fear.
"A threat, not even a veiled one or one with clear purpose just one of violence for what? Money"
I laughed, stepping from my throne and walking to him.
My mouth found its way towards his ears as I whispered my next bunch of words.
"I dare you to bring those soldiers to arms, see how far that will get you."
He seemed thoroughly spooked. His eyes widening as he got up and walked away.
I could tell that there was a threat on his tongue but he held it in, his own survival instincts warning him of further action.
…
I was hyperventilating, my heart pounded audibly in my ear.
Fear, fear was all I felt from that… that man. No he couldn't even be called a man, a devil.
Yes he was a devil, no man could have ever been like that.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. He was a devil, possessed, this kingdom must be destroyed. A devil, he must die.
I'll call upon my lord, yes the lord will work and banish this devil to the ends of this realm.
He will die. Die. Die. Die.
"Heheh…" "hahahaaaa!"
Yes he will die but first I need to get to my lord.
I hurried from the castle, watching as the guards moved the various gates and allowed for me to leave.
Though not before giving me looks of disgust.
Heh, they would regret it, I would kill them all, the devil possessed worshippers.
They would all die.
"Hey! Watch where your going bastard."
Huh, what was this, another devil worshipper and he seemed to be yelling, perfect. I was just looking for something to relieve my stress.
I unsheathed the sword at my side and watched as his eyes went wide.
"You will not deceive me devil. Now die! Die! Die!!"
I stabbed him in the neck before running off, oh… the sweet blood. It called for me.
…
Minutes passed by as I sprinted down the streets, my smile filled with blood.
I dashed passed the guards and soon found myself in a cavernous cave.
Thousands of soldiers waiting intently for my report.
"You!" I yell, bring me to the Lord.
He sighs, before turning and leading me to the oh so gracious lord.
Ah yes, finally the heathens would die.
I opened the cover to the tent and found the lord waiting for me, his face set into a perfect image.
Ah.. so perfect.. so pure.
"Gill… report, did you send the message."
Without even looking up he ordered me. Oh my precious lord ordered me.
I better do good. I wonder if he would praise me.
Yes… yes he would… if not, if not then… then what. My thoughts were getting sluggish. The last thing I saw were the royal eyes of my very own lord.
Ah' the pleasure of dying to my lord. It was overwhelming.
…
I woke to find myself staring at the military doctor. His eyes were impassive, the glasses on his nose glinting in the soft light.
"A minor concussion and aether poisoning. Luckily for you nothing much other than that. A couple days rest and you'll be good."
"What? Aether poisoning. Was it that self proclaimed king?" I asked in response, my teeth gritting at the thought of that child. He must have been barely fifteen yet was so powerful.
"A king? Ah… you mean the one you were sent with the message. How was it? Were you successful?" I watched as he hopped around, his feet bouncing around th weren't as he asked question after question.
The impassive face that he greets patients with gone replaced by a friendly one reserved for close friends.
I smiled at his antics yet I didn't say anything, instead opting to sit up and pat his shoulder.
"Can't tell you, not until I report to the Lord"
"Ah…" his face fell, "afterwards?"
"Yeah, of course"
With that I left, my body aching from the immense pressure that I had endured earlier.
Now that I think of it, how did I even get back here? The last thing I remember even doing was leaving the throne room.
After that… it was nothing, just a blank period.
It was weird but weirder had happened and I was not opposed to just forgetting the discrepancy.
Especially as I was approaching the Lord' tent.
Idly I noted a speck of blood on the walls, most likely an idiot felled by the fists of the Lord.
I snorted in laughter, truly some people were idiotic.
Turning to the side I let out the somnort and any other emotions before I pull open the cover and walk in.
"Ahem-" I interrupt, my fist held up to my mouth as I cough.
"My lord, the message hath been delivered."
"Good, the response?"
"Uncooperative, it seems he wanted war. The faker even said that he welcomed war."
A small smile cracked on the Lord's face before he turned his head fully to my direction.
"Good, take rest now, Gill"
I nodded and left the tent, my feet carrying me towards somewhere.
I did not know where yet I knew I had a destination.
Many thoughts ran through my mind, yet none of them seemed to voice themselves.
There was just his discrepancy that seemed to take a spot in my brain despite the effort I took to throw it away.
'Haah… I'll just go talk to doc… might be fun' I thought to myself, remembering my promise to him.
With that thought in mind I finally had a direction and within moments I was there.
A push of the covers and I found myself in his personal office.
Wooden everything, signifying his love of nature filled the room.
I sighed and smiled while shaking my head before sitting down on a chair. My eyes closed as I waited on doc to come back to his office.
It wouldn't be a long wait as soon after I had closed my eyes he was back.
"Ah~ Gill, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit so soon?"
"You wanted details, I've already reported to the Lord and he did not oppose my sharing with you the details.
'Well actually he never said anything about not sharing soo~' I finished in my head.
"Ooh, is it juicy then. Details! Details I want them."
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