OK guys. Just about wrapping up the fae arc but in doing so i have a very important question that might very well determine the outcome of the story tens of chapters from now. How much do you like Kyanu? 

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After “The Torture” as i am now referring to it as, Silva dressed me in the gown and jewelry and put me in front of a mirror. I had to admit, i was a kind of startled by how much different i looked. My usual fair hair, which i just kept in a ponytail, shined and fell down my shoulder in a complex braid with gold rings and mana crystals woven in at intervals. Dark kohl lined my eyes giving my verdant and crimson eyes a piercing effect and my lips were the color of peach blossoms. Surprisingly Silva knew her stuff when it comes to clothing choices. The dress hugged every curve of my body with a shimmer green skirt that seemed to move like grass on an open plain.

‘If only it didn’t have such a plunging neckline…’

I took one more look in the mirror. Somehow at one point Silva had mixed whitening powder into the army of cosmetics she had brought out effectively erasing any tan i had. Gone was the scrawny deceiving little girl and in her place stood a sexy, strong alluring woman. If i didn't know that that person was me i would have thought them a god or a queen. Somehow i reminded myself of Rene.

‘Guess i grew out of the little girl look. I've come a long way Rene. I won’t ever be bullied again’

Silva comments on how beautiful i look and how the leather pants, shirt and cloak all hid my natural beauty. It’s not that i mind being beautiful it’s just i mind this very restricting dress. A water clock chimes it’s almost time. A knock at the door and a maid comes in.

“Pardon me miss but there is a man here waiting to escort you.” she says.

“Ah tell him i will be right out.” i say.

The maid leaves and Silva does a few more touch ups around my eyes and declared me ready.

Outside waiting for me is Merrick. He's wearing bronze armor with a symbol on his right shoulder. The symbol of the Iron Earth kingdom. He eyes me up and down but says nothing about my appearance.

“Princess waits for you. Other guests too.”

Other than confirming the attendance of the delegates i wonder what the other delegates are like. Probably should have asked Silva about that when i had the chance. Or…

“So who are these guests?”

“You will see.”

“...Care to elaborate on that?”

“You will see.”

I won’t get anything out of merrick that's obvious enough, but i wonder what the princess is thinking. She doesn’t trust me enough to let me go about the capital on my own yet she defends me from being attacked and having my soul armor taken. Even if they don’t know they can’t take it.

We enter a corridor lit by moonlight and approach a set of double doors.

“Inside, behave. Not like afternoon.”

‘Guess merrick knows i ditched what's-her-stupid-name personal assistant of the princess. I don’t know anything about the delegates or the 1st princess so let's handle this tactically.‘

We enter the room and before me is a polished grand table lit by a crystal chandelier. Candle holders wood panel walls with intricate carvings. The princess is seated at the head of the table with what i presume is her sister next to her. She has the same hair and eyes of her younger sister but instead of eyes that look at me with intrigue they look at me like prey.

The 2nd princess looks confused. She glances at merrick for a second but gets no noticeable answer. She opens her mouth to speak but i cut her off.

“Ah apologies. Am i late?”

“Not at all.” says the first.

“Oh good. Merrick told me that there were some other guests arriving. I must say i would love to meet them. Although he didn’t tell me much and i was hoping to hear a bit more about them.”

Hehe, she thought she was dealing with a little kid. Bet it was a real surprise when me and my new evolved form walked in. I wonder what her sister knows about me so far.

“Why don’t we sit down and have a drink while we wait for our other guests. Hulo…” said the 2nd princess.

We sat down and some servers came in and offered us a variety of wines and fruit cocktails. I just choose a random one because it's not like i’ve ever tasted wine or fruit cocktails. Surprisingly it tasted pretty good. Kind of like a an orange but less zing and more sweet.

“I don’t believe we have met before. I am Hulo’s older sister, Italica and you must be the famous young Miss Fraxia. Hulo has told me much about you and your exploits in the arena.”

HA, as if bitch. If she really had heard so much about me in the arena she would have been as confused as Hulo was when a teenager walked in the door instead of a child. She’s trying to separate me and Hulo by making me not trust her. Have to be careful of her in the future.

“So she has. I wonder what else has been told. I’m sure much has been exaggerated.”

“Quite the contrary. Taking down several trolls without permanently damaging them. Besting a trained unit of soldiers and possessing an exceptionally strong body. I imagine you are more than a match for me. I would love to have a bout with you sometime.”

‘...Oh that doesn’t sound ominous at all’

Match for her...of course. Warrior princess. Now all we need is a chakram and we got ourselves a blockbuster. My life is a form of entertainment...literally…

“Well it did take some time to take them down and i’m not that strong.”

“Enough with the modesty please. I hate it when people downplay their own actions. What i would like to talk to you about is the deal you have made with my sister.”

At those words Hulo froze.

“Sister dear, i have already sealed the deal-”

“That’s not what i heard. I heard you had sent her to the arena to test her might. Although to use trolls as a standard. I can guess what you meant by that. However i would like to offer a counter proposal.”

Oh ho, someone has been busy. I imagine the first princess has more resources than Hulo but it would be a mistake to underestimate her ability to plan and strategize. The two were evenly matched in terms of influence over the kingdom. They both recognize me as a factor that can easily break the balance of power. Thus they will both try to recruit me over to their side.

‘I just want to learn some space magic and get back home.’

One of the main reasons that i want to learn spatial magic is its relation to things in outer space. The Soul Armor has some spatial capabilities but unless it absorbs a material pertaining to that element it won't be of much use. Back when Kyanu was explaining how the armor was created she talked about the metal it was made from, Furvium. She said nothing escapes a black hole, not even time. The same should apply to god's based on what Hyuna said. She couldn't escape the confines of my Spatial storage without me releasing her.

A spatial storage, especially one as powerful as mine, is basically a black hole with a preservation field incorporated into the spell matrix. The idea is to alter a spatial storage spell and multilayer Hyuna’s god level ice suppression techniques on top of the spell. That's why i told Hyuna to level herself up and cultivate her divine power back. A spell like that will only need a trace of Divine power according to her, which Hyuna doesn’t have but thanks to Gluttony’s timely appearance that problem is solved. He assured me that his curses of self devouring will eat away at the power of a god and fuel the prison. Of course the power goes back to him but as long as i control gluttony i control the prisons.

The only thing needed now are Spatial storage spells which just happens to be a advanced technique not something i could come up with by screwing around. And that is where the fae come in. As a race that is outside the influence of the gods they have no temples or followers so it will be difficult for them to keep a tab on me. As soon as i get the required knowledge from them i can build the prisons. I can either threaten the gods off or imprison them. As vicous as it is I win.

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“Come and work for me. I hear you are interested in magic. I will give you access to the fae Academy of Arcane Research in exchange for joining me.” Italica said.

I hope Hulo shoes not hold it against me if i join her.

“What would the job entail?” i ask.

Hulo looked at me angrily for even asking the question. Hey don’t judge me. I haven’t even taken the job.

“My personal security detail and a fighter in case things go bad in times of war. You would essentially be my bodyguard in any case where i am not able to fight. I don’t plan on not being able to but i prefer to take precautions. We can sort out the details on a later date if you choose to take the job. Well what will it be?”

Hmmm. Bodyguard vs Assassin. Hard choice. I don’t mind killing a few fae but i won’t if i can avoid it. Then again getting stuck with a baby sitting duty isn’t exactly ideal since i want to go home. Then again i have to take into consideration getting tied down by fae politics. If i get to noticeable as an assassin and i get found out i can expect some heat to come my way. Hopefully my family would be safe in the main dimension.

“I-”

Before i could answer the door bursts open and in comes 15 individuals come into the room. All of them are dressed in black formal wear with a grey armband that had a with a stone in hand. It The delegates from the stone kingdom.

“Ah, i hope we are not interrupting anything.”

The way he says it makes it obvious he doesn’t care and i can’t but help but notice his demeanor. In a few heartbeats the delegates have surrounded us. Looking at their demeanor and the way they moved, they are all trained warriors and carrying some concealed weapons.

This ain’t a delegation. It’s a hit squad.

As if sensing the discrepancies too the princesses stand and i do as well. The atmosphere is filled with tension as the two sides size each other up. Most of them can’t match me in battle but with the increase in numbers it’s questionable.

“I must apologize for being late. But i hope you enjoyed the fruit wines i sent ahead.”

Suddenly the two princesses were not looking so good. They had a pale complexion like they had just bathed in whitening powder and their heads lolled from side to side.

“...Poison!” the 2nd princess said too late.

She kneeled over and fell to the ground. The 1st princess wasn’t doing much better. She was pale but still on her feet.

“Ah, looks like the poison wasn’t effective on a couple. No matter. Boys!” the lead man said.

He was smallish in stature but dominating in presence. His outfit was identical to the rest except for the Wolf shaped earring on his right ear. If the 1st Princess was comparable to a lion the man in front of us was comparable to an alpha wolf.

“I guess you’re not here to discuss “The strange happenings?”. I’m sorry to say i was looking forward to meeting you.” i said.

The poison, or whatever it was, was not affecting me or it was affecting me on a level that i could detect. I suspect it has something to do with the God Eater poison i found in my Spatial storage.

‘Well, we tried to be civil and look where it got us.’

“Well well, i am surprised you can resist the effects of the poison for so long. You must have a very high VIT sta-”

“Actually lemme just stop you there and say i am pretty much immune to your poison. Bitch boy don’t even think about coming close to me, i might catch wimpiness from you. I’m like a 9 tier wedding cake. You like a dinky little cup cake made in a child's easy bake oven. The defining moment for you is when that child takes you out and tries to eat you only to find you taste like the blue crayons he mixed in and are equally hard to get out of the carpet. The only good point to you is when the parents come along and eat you off the floor just to perk up their kids broken bakers spirit...right in time for them to get food poisoning and barf all over eachother.”

“...BRING ME HER HEAD!”

‘Wow, the dipshit probably didn’t understand half of that and he still knows we insulted his size in more ways than one.’

The black men all suddenly drop their black coats to reveal leather armor with the symbol of a bloody wolf on it. They each have a mana crystal sword and dagger. 15 faes all armed charge me. I grab the 2nd princess, drop a fireball on the wall rack of wines and alcohols that the servers took from, and dash through a wooden panel and into a corridor beyond. Silva insisted on telling me some of the access points to the servants passages around the castle just in case i needed to make a quick exit.

Italica can probably escape as with so much poison in her system it probably won’t be possible. Hopefully me taunting them will make them more inclined to go after me.

*HOWL*

A very loud howl wips through the castle. From inside the passage way i can hear explosions and screams echoing from the numerous passage ways i pass.

‘Oooooh Fuck.’

Wolf howls behind me tell me that they caught up. I make it to the nearest exit which just happened to empty into...the Throne Room?! Inside there are forces fighting each other like on a battlefield. Up on the thrones is the body of an beautiful woman, simlar in some aspects to the 1st and 2nd princesses, with a band of golden mana on around her that pulses, slowly dimming.

I take cover behind a pillar and see if i can sneak away from this battle. I peak out and watch to see what's going on.

“KILL THE TRAITORS!”

On one side of things are Kobold guards from the Iron Earth Kingdom and on the other are more guards but they all have a temple symbol on one side of their sleeve...And guess who’s leading them.

“On the contrary i cannot be a traitor to something i was never a part of.” came a sultry voice.

‘This is why i hate it when she interferes.’

The sounds of death and magic fill my ears as th

The bitch who was in the arena before me is here and she is leading the forces with the temple armbands.

‘Hyuna, who is she!’

‘It’s that bitches chosen one.’

‘Who is that bitch!’

Suddenly i am ripped out from behind my cover.

“That would be my patron goddess. Liavon, goddess of love.” said bitch smirking.

'What is it like a requirement for all chosen to have telepathy!'

*Shing*

"Yes actually."

She stabbed me with something and pushed me forward. Suddenly a pink spell circle appeared under me and everything went dark.

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“Uuuggghhh. Why is it always hurt when i wake up?”

I came to in a cell of some sort with silver chrome bars over and cinder block walls. I get up and pull myself up to a window inside the cell. Outside...Shining houses burning, mountains of white buildings in ruins. In the center of it all was a building surrounding a beacon. But what caught my attention was the hundreds of Divine presences i could feel in my surroundings.

Aw shit. This is heaven isn’t it? I think i would rather be in hell…