Loud thuds and sounds of combat could be heard early in the morning behind a large manor. In the middle of a training ground, Sam was fighting against multiple energy and titan mechs. Ever since he crossed the barrier of gold rank, he's been getting stronger everyday. He could feel that he was reaching to a new height. Not even the mechs that he was fighting and were suppose to be gold rank as well couldn't compete with him anymore.

As he was blocking and sending mechs flying, he received a message from Nostromo. He stopped the training and made his way to the military base.

As soon as he got into the BOR, he asked for a report.

"Sir, our scouts have spotted three large massive groups of human troops. Two are flanking us and one is heading through the passage of the last battle. They will be arriving around the same time in six hours. How would you like to set up the mech army?" Nostromo said.

Sam didn't hesitate and smiled calmly. "I've been waiting for this. Have the mechs prepare to advance, I've been waiting for this opportunity. We will crush my siblings and head straight to the capital. Has the infiltration of the capital been a success?." Sam asked.

"We have successfully eliminated and prepared project underground in the past weeks. The capital will fall within a day according to our calculations sir." Nostromo reported.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go crush the dreams of these foolish idiots." Sam said, he calmly walked away as all the Frost mechs followed him.

Within a few hours, the town of Agustine which Sam had been preparing and previously fought his other brother near was surrounded. In the side that led to the capital was an army of human troops, but what made this side more interesting was the core group of troops. They were all fully armored to the teeth, while the normal kingdom soldiers had mostly leather armor.

In the very center of this core group was a tall muscular man. He gave off the feeling of a ruler and an arrogant one for that. Sam carefully studied this older brother of his, and he was not impressed. He has seen and killed men of higher quality than this. What he was more interested was in the amount of gold ranks near him. If it were him a couple of weeks ago then he would be taking this a little more serious. The three frost mechs behind him gave him enough confidence.

Still, he was on the lookout for any surprise black gold in the crowd. As soon as Ymir told him that even he didn't feel another strong presence was when they decided to act.

He along with Ymir jumped off the high walls and landed in front of the advancing troops. This action made the ones in the front pause for a moment before realizing that the enemy was attacking. They immediately put up a shield wall and surrounded the two strangers.

A Captain and his adjutant walked through an opening in the shield wall. "Who are you, and what have you come here for? Know that his highness, prince Varne who is next in line for the throne is not accepting any forms of surrender." The captain spoke in a haughty tone.

Sam just smiled underneath his exo suit helmet, he slowly took it off and revealed his face. "My name is Samuel Vanmeister and I am Here to speak to my older brother. Pass down my words that I wish to talk to him." Sam said, as he stoically looked at the captain.

The stare made the captain freeze up for a moment as he didn't expect the one that they were here for to show up blatantly. His face that was previously showing confusion was now replaced with greed and arrogance. He soon saw this as an opportunity to show his competence to the one next in line for the throne.

"Hmmph a bastard wishes to give me orders. The rumors of you are true, you're an idiot and a fool to appear openly in front of us. Apprehend the bastard traitor and kill his loyal dog that followed him!" The captain commanded as he lifted his chin in arrogance.

'Man as soon as I take over this kingdom, I'm going to make sure all these shit for brains lower rank officers are culled from the military.' Sam thought to himself before he gave Ymir an order.

The captain was smiling until he noticed that none of his men were taking action after giving his orders. As if they were too afraid to move or something.

"Are you disobeying orders, capture the bastard!" He said, before he turned to his adjutant with an enraged expression. That's when he realized that since he couldn't see it with all the soldiers wearing helmets and armor, but his adjutant wasn't wearing his helmet. A white layer of frost was covering his assistants skin, he waved his hand in front of his face and no reaction. He gave him a small nudge and caused the body to fall on the ground which broke into chunks of ice.

"Aaaaah! W-what did you do!?!" The captain yelled as he fell on his ass, and he turned to the one he thought was the culprit. Only to find the bastard already standing over him.

Sam reached down with unnatural speed and picked the captain by the neck. "Be a good little soldier and go get my brother. My patience with you people is running low, okay?" Sam said as the captain struggled and nodded.

He then released him and he went running back to the rest of the army. Sam made Ymir clear up the frozen bodies. From the distance the soldiers started panicking when the ones in front who intercepted the strangers were then crushed into particles of white snow. As if they were just turned to white ash.

Varne, who was being attended to in a tent that was set up for the long siege was soon interrupted by guards bringing in a shivering captain.

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"What is the meaning of this? If it's nothing that deals with you capturing the bastard then I don't want to hear it." Varne said, annoyed as he looked down at the captain that was cowering.

"I'm sorry my liege, but this has to do with the bastard. This captain in the front lines has some information." One of the gold rank guards reported. "Out with it, you are in the presence of his highness!"

The man collected himself and looked hesitantly at Varne. "We were preparing for the siege when two strangers jumped off the high wall. We first confirmed that no archers or defenders were on the wall and soon encircled them. One of them is the bastard Samuel Vanmeister. I gave the order to capture him and even faced him myself. It was just a moment and all the soldiers around me were wiped out. He threatened me and told me to ask your highness to go talk to him. He wishes to have a conversation with you." The captain said.

Varne just processed the report, he thought about it and knew that the captain was only a silver rank. It could be that the second stranger was a gold rank that his stupid bastard brother was so proud of. He no longer had any more doubts and decided that since the bastard wants to offer himself easily, then why not get it over with.

"Get this man some medical attention and send messengers to my siblings in the other sides to halt their troops and regroup with me." Varne ordered, he got into his expensive armor. "Gold legion follow me, it's time to get my throne."

Sam and Ymir stood waiting patiently for a while until they saw movement in the enemy ranks. Slowly like Moses splitting the sea, soldiers made way for a procession of well armored elite soldiers. On a large black stallion covered in armor was his older brother, they made eye contact as soon as they saw one another. His brother didn't get off his horse when he approached him and that told Sam enough about him. Like the arrogant man he was, he didn't keep eye contact with Sam as if he was un impressed and then looked at Ymir. When he looked at Ymir, he was a little surprised and even curious. Ymir was in fact very tall which gave quite the impression with his look and large metal gauntlets.

"You done with your little display? Or do you have some guy who will come out and toot a little horn for your grand arrival?" Sam asked, mocking his brother showing off.

Varne just looked annoyed at Sam. "Silence bastard, I could do whatever I want in these lands. Now, ask your dog to stand down and hand yourself willingly. Father never said that we had to bring you back in perfect condition, I might break your legs to teach you a lesson about respect." Varne said, looking down at Sam as if he were an insect.

"Thats awkward, cause I was about to ask you to surrender so I wouldn't have to embarass you in front of your fan club. Acting like a child asking for his toy is making that a little problem." Sam said, drawing the ire out of Varne and his loyal soldiers.

Before Varne lost his patience and was going to order his soldiers to capture this imbecile. Soldiers started yelling and cursing at the sky. Looking up, Varne could see large chunks of ice falling straight at the ground which created loud explosions that made the surroundings shake. His horse nearly made him fall off as it acted in fear. He quickly realized that where the attacks were at was where his siblings armies were positioned.

"Looks like they started before me. No need to stall anymore, go wild guys." Sam ordered, from the sides of the army two more frost mechs showed up.

Soldiers started dying by the hundreds in seconds. Not even Varne noticed until his army was in complete disarray.

"Protect his highness, don't let anyone get through. Activate the flame barrier formation!" One of Varnes most loyal elite guard yelled out. Immediately a large amount of energy was released from their bodies and formed a dome barrier protecting the prince.

"Clear a path for me Ymir." Sam said, while fighting multiple soldiers.

Ymir charged directly to the dome barrier, everyone he passed instantly died. Once he made contact with the barrier, a large amount of the elite soldiers were sent flying and large amounts of steam covered the area. Sam was already following Ymirs path that he laid out and once he went through the smoke screen he went for Varne on his horse which was going crazy at the moment. Varne was trying to control his steed but still felt the large amount of killing intent coming for him. He turned his horse just in time for the kick that was for him to be blocked by his horse.

Varne was sent flying off his dead steed, landing a few meters on his legs. "You bastard, this is impossible. How did you manage to reach gold rank, you weren't even silver rank when I last saw you!" Varne looked at Sam with hatred, he turned around and noticed that Ymir was keeping his elite soldiers from reaching to him. "Unbelievable, you really did have a black gold. It won't matter if I finish you off first."

Varne no longer cared about keeping Sam alive anymore, his objective was to survive this battle first. He disappeared from his spot and brandished his long sword towards Sam's neck from the back. Sam wasn't an easy target anymore and easily evaded by ducking down. He followed it up with a spinning kick and his sole connected with his brothers temple.

Varne took a few steps back, rubbed his eyebrow and noticed that he was bleeding. "You fucking bastard, you dare make me draw my own blood. I'm going to make sure to torture you before you die!!" Varne yelled, his expression contortiong with anger.

"Temper temper you might just shit yourself if you force yourself like that." Sam said, laughing a little at Varnes red face.

Having heard enough, Varne shot out with explosive energy and started swinging at Sam. True to his name and title of next king, he wasn't just throwing wild swings. Some of the swings managed to nick or grace Sam's own armor. Varne got impatient at not landings any hits and threw a fast overhand swing. It hit nothing but air and left him wide open. Sam lowered his stance and punched straight to his gut. Varne felt his own organs in his abdomen being crushed with this single blow and he buckled to his knees.

He fell on his hands and knees and threw up blood. Before he could bring himself together, Sam kicked him hard on his side and sent him rolling.

"Idiot, what are you doing in the middle of a battle. Honestly I'm a little surprised at how easy this was but like you said, I'm very thankful that you and the others delivered yourselves to me. Makes it so much easier for me." Sam said, slowly walking towards Varne.

Varne slowly started getting up from the ground, he had a grinning expression. "You think I'm done? You have no idea what true power is you little shit." Varne said.

He then lifted his arms up into the air, Sam noticed that the bracers he was wearing started emitting a crimson energy. As if he was in intense pain, Varne started to tremble uncontrollably. His armor started expanding as his muscles grew larger underneath, all this was happening in seconds while he was still on his knees. Even though he was in pain, he looked at Sam smiling.

Sam wasn't impressed and just smiled back, Before Varne could understand why this bastard was so happy. He felt an ice cold grip on his lifted hands, looking up he could see the black gold rank that was with Sam the whole time. Despair overtook the pain and his arms along with the artifact bracers were crushed to bits of ice.

The destroyed bracers let out a piercing howl, as if they were a living being. The transformation that was happening to Varnes body stopped, and he regressed back to his original form.

He just looked at his stumps with disbelief until reality sank in. "No no no no noooo!!! This cannot be!!" Varne said, his voice breaking the more he yelled.

"You truly thought that some strange looking armor was going to help you that bad? And now their gone, damn that's cold hehe." Sam mocked at Varne. "I don't know if you noticed, but you're the only one left alive."

Varne looked around and saw his army that he painstakingly raised was laying on the floor motionless. The remaining soldiers were being cut down by copies of Ymir. This was when he finally realized that this bastard had more than one black gold rank with him. Looking back at Sam he was going to say something, before two more of these monsters landed behind Sam. They were carrying somebody and it wasn't until they were dropped next Sam that he noticed it was Admond and Angela.

"It looks like you completed your mission successfully, well done guys. Clean up the stragglers and regroup for the advance." Sam ordered, while the frost mechs followed his orders.

"We never stood a chance..." Varne said in a whisper but it was enough for Sam to hear.

"Of course you never did, but you don't have to worry about that anymore." Sam said, then he ordered Ymir to knock him out.

The last thing that Varne saw was him and his other siblings being carried away.

Sam walked away towards the town gates, they opened up and an enormous amount of vehicles poured out. The lead vehicle stopped and a mech opened the door for him to get inside.

"Everyone move out, it's time that I claim my throne." Sam said, afterwards a sea of vehicles and mechs moved out, and above in the sky were buzzards covering the entire sky.

The rumbling of engines and the amount of mechs made the surroundings quake with their power. He was going to take this kingdom at any cost, their was no going back anymore.