In every world or time period, the head of state of a country had one or two.
In Chiron's former world, the presidents and kings all had them.
These were men hidden in the shadows separate from the guards whose task was to ensure the safety of the ruler of the land.
They were in charge of securing only his or her life even at the cost of theirs.
Their only worth in life was to give everything for the monarch of the land.
In fact, even the king never saw them in their hidden corners.
After all, they were not permitted to tamper with his daily routine.
If there was anybody that would ruin Chiron's plans, then it would be these people.
Emma's mission was to get rid of them before Chiron was brought to the capital city.
This itself for anybody would have been an heavily difficult task.
In fact, this was not task that should be performed in only a few days.
It was task that should have been done in several years.
However, the poisoned touch of a woman in any world or time was a fatal one.
Great men had fallen because of it.
Even mighty countries had become rubble under a stray dog's feet because of what women could do.
Unfortunately, many cultures underestimated them.
Many men only saw them as property or in some cases, tools to produce the next generation.
But Chiron remembered that in his former world, one particularly old leader of a famous religion described them differently, "women are a necessary evil."
That is, they were necessary for giving birth to the next generation but could also destroy the previous one.
The fear or respect of a beautiful woman's capabilities was wisdom in its own right.
One researcher in his former world had even concluded that it took about seven seconds before a beautiful woman was perceived as dangerous.
For experts in the fighting arts, seven seconds was a lot of time.
In seven seconds, many would have died.
In fact, in just the fraction of a second, death could be guaranteed.
Seven was more than enough time cause devastation.
It was for such foreseeable future that Chiron choose his tools wisely.
This was why he had Emma.
When he said he was going to use her to bring nations to their knees, he was not exaggerating.
After all, the beauty of a woman was sharper than any blade forged from iron and fire.
Once her beauty had gotten her into the palace, she used her succubus charms to gather information and then she used the ring Chiron had gifted her to totally hide her presence.
One by one, she located these experts.
Whether male or female.
Only very few could truly resist the sin of Lust.
In all the sins of man, it was the most formidable one.
After getting those acclaimed experts with the charm of her smile and the pleasure her legs brought, she went for the next step.
Chiron's visit to the ruins of the former Chikitsa clan had blessed him with an abundance of herbs that depended on various energies for their survival.
All of which he cleanly cleared.
During the one month, he had created a beautiful blended brand of concoctions.
All of which were made from mixing devil plants into devilish Elixers.
Then came her next task which she performed beautifully.
Every barrel of wine that had been rolled out of the king's storage room had been spiked.
How was one going to defend against dangers they couldn't see nor fight?
For these men of cultivation, only fee had such talents.
Every toast of wine was an ingest of poisons that went straight to their meridians.
The goal was not to block it. If the poison blocked it, these men would have descovered the poison fast.
The goal, was to corrupt their Spiritual flow of energy.
Thereby rotting their meridians.
At the moment, not one of them could properly form their techniques or even activate spiritual energy properly.
This was the reason why a low level demon cultivator like Carla could attack General Buckle and hurt so much.
It was because the General's cultivation was now as good as useless.
It was like a clay cup with impurities. The moment it was put in the furnace, it will break.
Like a glass with punched holes. The rain and wind would still go through.
Apart from his usual Martial arts, he had nothing.
Martial arts was good. But in a world like this, if he did not have cultivation energy to back it up, then it was like a ballerina's display on stage.
On the other hand, the moment Captain Timi had woken up in the Bear mother, he had followed Chiron's instructions.
Chiron had placed a little paper filled with instructions on what to do in his breast pocket.
He saw it the moment he woke up and could not believe it.
They had actually made it to the heart of an enemy state with such ease that it was practically unbelievable.
Warfare happened in many ways, but there was never a fight that brains had never won over brawns.
Chiron walked towards the king, "do you understand now? The story had been yours all along. And now, a great nation such as this will end here."
King Ash Chuckled a bit, "you underestimate the Chanland Kingdom people. They will never submit to..."
*Pow!*
Deamon gave the king a punch to shout him up.
"I don't think you understand what a kingdom is. Do you think it is it's people?" Chiron asked.
"No, it is it's Will. And in this room exists the head of every major tribe, Commanders of your armies. Every important dicision maker sits in here. Old and young, big and small. Trained with the right set of skills for pushing the country forward."
Chiron turned around as his eyes brushed against the people in the room, "THESE people right here in this room. THIS is the Will of the Country."
Chiron's words suddenly lowered to whisper. Every word from his mouth was like the declaration of the heavens.
It was judgement on earth.
"And I am going to take it all."
Chiron suddenly turned to Captain Timi, "I want all their heads on the Palace walls by morning!"
As he spoke, he turned and walked away.
Screams and the flow of blood from behind ushered his exit...
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