Chapter 11- Origin of Roundtable Rivals.
The topic drifted to Hecate’s Master. It was about her master and a Knight that led to Roundtable Rivals changing the Knight’s country name and Monerachy in a single day.
The Knight had said inappropriate things about Ilona, in an interview for World News Forum which was published the next day. RTR did not take that as a joke. The next Day, World News Forum published the name of the reformed kingdom and monarchy.
Iris found their power fascinating, to say the least. That was the kind of power she wouldn’t say no to. Iris asked Hecate what Roundtable Rivals were, and the answer was silly and over the top.
The story begins at a small tea stall in a small faraway village. The tea of that stall was best in the world, none argued. Some even said drinking it once led to enlightenment.
For whatever reason, he had a single roundtable placed in front of the stall where people sat after other seats were full.
On a very inauspicious day, a stranger came to drink the tea, while the tea owner/maker had gone to shit. That stall had only one servant, but he was not allowed to pour tea. He asked the stranger to take a seat. And as you’ve guessed by now, only the roundtable was empty.
Then came another one, and the owner was still not done, the second stranger took the opposite seat of the first.
Then, Came another stranger.
Then, Came another stranger.
Then, Came another stranger.
Then, Came another stranger.
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Then, Came another stranger.
Then, Came another stranger.
The roundtable was filled. They were chatting about worldly things when the Stall owner returned, appearing like a ghost, he was considerably slim and lanky compared to when he went in.
The owner of the stall might have taken the longest shit in the entire history. As if a divine intervention, he could not hold his stomach. That shit single-handedly created one of the global powers that shaped an entire century of Ira. Even to this day, he is still studied in many branches of fates that strive to calculate the contribution of his shit to the current Ira.
Back to the story at hand, the owner began to pour tea, he noticed only four cups filled and then… nothing, not another drop came out of the kettle.
He looked at the milk container, it was empty. The milk he used came from a special cow which gave milk once a full moon. So he could do nothing but place the four cups on the table and ask them to decide.
The smell of the tea alone led them to a less-than-rational state, and so began that argument. In the end, none were willing to let go of the divine tea. One suggested the solution— an 8-way battle that would stop after four were dead.
None of them realised how long the battle would go on. They left the village and went to a deserted forest called— Riterey’s Hair. The battle began. It was one of the most devastating battles in memorable history.
The battle was cataclysmic. It completely shattered the Riterey, leaving behind a crater with no end in sight, only abyss. Busted land floats above it. And Mana left behind by that battle condensed mana in the atmosphere by 3%. For context, 1% of condensation creates a storm big enough that it is classified as a Country destroyer class.
The battle lasted for three months, with none anywhere close to death. They decided to call it a draw and returned to the stall only to find he was out of milk again.
This time, instead of battle, they spent weeks developing the village and now that place is Magehub, one of Ira’s most prosperous independent cities.
The Magehub is known as Rena, and the place battle took place is called Shattered Realm. It is still a wasteland and non-mages were not allowed to enter there, they would die by atmospheric pressure alone. The fallout of that battle made every country and power reassess their policies. So, they were named Roundtable Rivals for tea, but the tea part is no longer spoken.
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