Quest 1, Part 11: [Quest Complete]

I sit on my throne, in the highest position on the audience chamber. It’s hard for me to keep my dignity in such a place. Not the extravagant room, not the breathtaking pieces of art, nor the unimaginable worth of the “chair” itself that amazes me. It’s the whole state of the room, everything together. The different heights telling your position and standing, even your rights.

Can you ask? Third level or higher.

Can you raise your voice? Second level or higher. These levels have a only few centimeter difference but they mean life or death. And me on the highest, raised even more towards the ceiling.

The whole thing is a perfect architecture. Easy to understand, gentle to look at, noble to achieve, impressive to see and very pressuring to being looked at.

A normal person would faint from pressure gazing up on me from the lowest point. This is how I show that even the Head Priestess is below me. No, they are only ants for me. Yet, somehow she barely kneels in front of me.

The only personnel with me are two guards at the lowest level, Neth a level below me, and her brother a step under her. The two armed guards are sticking to the sides to not disturb the talk, but their long lances are always ready to protect.

In front of them, in the middle there are two women kneeling. The one in front if the leader of the church, while the other is her trusted helper. The second has no speaking rights, but was allowed to “listen and learn”. The reason I did not object, is because she is a tester.

I start talking to the old and wise woman in front of me.

“Lara Helemot. I thank thee for answering my invitation.

I won’t beat around the bush, I would like to cooperate with you just as in the past with your ancestors. Thou already received the letter of my plans. Today I would like to hear thy answer and opinion.”

Since I already sent her all the details privately, she knows everything I plan with them. She knows they and the city will benefit from it greatly, even if I only do it for my own sake. What I must still show, is that the control will always be in my hands. I won’t let them destroy everything with their greed and stupidity. With me they win, else die.

“Even if I think these actions are drastic and risky, I admit, they should bring happiness forth. I accept and suggest as the Princess asked.” She answers while looking at Neth.

My aid takes a scroll out of her pocket and removes the seal in front of me. After slowly and carefully opening it, she reads out loud what the priestess’ suggestions. I listen to them with closed eyes and break into a gentle smile.

All the suggestions are for making the childens’ life easier and better. However that is not the best for them.

“I, understand your suggestions but cannot accept them. Without discipline and strong rules your kindness will be taken advantage of, thus I reject.

Before we end. That child of yours has a difficult face. I allow her to step further and speak.” I say smiling to the tester.

At this a drop of sweat appears on Lara’s face. She was afraid from the start, and did not want to bring her aide, however the girl herself wanted to come. Knowing a lot of the Princess from her predecessor, her fear started to burn even more. What could the Princess want? What can she do to save her?

The player steps closer but not only in front of her superior, instead a whole level higher. I can only smile at her in amusement. The most she could do in her position is to kneel next to the priestess, yet she stepped literally on a political position. The guards try to stop her, but with a wave of concentrated pressure I stop them from doing so without letting anyone else know. No, maybe Neth could perceive it.

Amuse me little one.

“Speak your heart.”

“I’m Silva Ronte. I came with a proposal that will benefit you greatly.”  This wrench called me YOU in my own audience chamber. This is good. Maybe this will be fun. What gives her such a great confidence?

“Continue.” I maintain my pokerface.

“I’m the chosen of God Freyr. She gave me the task of taking over the demons church, and as you see, I’m close. As a light fairy, member of her own race, she welcome you as her follower. I would like to cooperate as equals with you. I’ll give my item rewards and found your project in exchange.

All I need is you accept me as the new Head Priestess.”

“So there will be item rewards too…” I murmur quietly while grinning on the inside.

This is actually a great proposal. As a ruler accepting it would be very beneficial. I would have no problems, financially we will stand better, and god’s item reward should be useful. Seeing Lara cursing the god in her head while sweating buckets in front of me makes my day worth it.

“No.” I calmly say. I mean what else would I say? The real priestess almost crumbles on the ground in amazement. If she weren’t so old, it would be cute.

“Why?” She asks trembling, confused. Her plan should be perfect.

“Do you need a list of how many mistakes you have made?

First, I’m the follower of your ENEMY deity. And I like her very much thanks.

Second, a wrench like you shall never act like than in MY OWN HOME.

Oh, my throat. “I force a little cough to clear it”

Lastly, your biggest mistake, is asking me to put you in front of Helemot. She was chosen by my friend, meaning my promise to protect the “Head Priestess” position still applies to her.

I never break my promises.”

Ah, good fun. This came at the right time. My mood was so sore I almost wanted to create some trouble to entertain myself.

“If you are here anyways, let’s give you some use.” I say and take a beautiful necklace out of my dimensional pocket. I trow it it her.

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“What is this? Why?” An enchanted necklace, is what she probably thinks.

“Oh, just try it on. I won’t allow you to die yet.”

She starts to tremble in fear and falls on her knees crying. She is not pleading for her life, no, she is a player. But she knows what abuse and torture is. How could she not? The faint scars on her young face tells it all. No magic can heal the mind, or beauty issues. Or maybe it can? Just making her recall the memories with a bit of indirect pressure caused her to relapse and become a obedient doll.

She will be one, inside my dollhouse.

After making her wear the adornment I order her to follow the guard’s orders. Setting a paralyzing effect I make them close her inside a guest room. In this mansion every guest room is also a luxurious prison cell.

“I take it we are finished. Be careful from now on, please.” I say gently to the priestess. With this incident might also have earned her trust a little.

I watch as she leaves full of sweat, still trembling a little. My two helpers do the same after a few seconds, but I stay still smiling. They do not question me. Because I’m crazy? Or because they think I’m recalling old memories? It doesn’t matter. I dismiss the guards too.

“You can come out now.” I say after the door closes and only I remain.

“Aww… It’s no fun, your aura magic is too overpowered if a goddess can’t hide from you.” Says a black beauty appearing from thin air.

“You are but a deity, no god. And it’s hard to not notice you when the whole faith of the city gathering near your chest.” At least in my book a deity is a worshipped entity while a god is a creator, in a fantasy setting  at least.

“Jealous?” She smiles touching her big breasts.

“Do you want to die?”

“Scary~” She tries to act cute, but fails miserably. Just what is this woman trying to do?

“I take I completed the quest. But why you personally?” This is something that I don’t understand.

“Be- because you said.. You.. li- like me.” And now she acts like a maiden in love. OH GOD.

“Just do it already.” I say bluntly ignoring her stupid acting.

She walks in front of me still full of smiles and raises her hand in front of her, creating a mana crystal.

“This your reward” She says showing it to me.

“Can you give instead more experience?”

“Why? Mana crystals are unique, you can’t find them anywhere. It’s special just for you.”

“Please, I’ll tell you afterwards.” I ask using puppy eyes.

“Oh.. Ok. but it’s just for you. Don’t tell anyone.” Who would I tell it to?

Putting her hands on my chest I feel power going through my body. Even if my defence won’t get any higher, more strength, stamina, mana and regeneration will help me out greatly. I seriously fear that getting stabbed with a kitchen knife can kill me, but regeneration and mana armor should solve that. Just how embarrassing would be to die like that in a game world?

I test myself again.

[Tester]

Name: Aurora Rose Juliet

Titles: Commander, Ruler of Aurora, Ruler of people, Follower of Achlys, Princess, Torturer, Cruel, The one who gives hope, Fair Ruler, Saviour of many

Race: Fairy-kin

Level: 41

Age: 625

HP: ~2841

ST: ~2737

MP: 12972

It seems I can properly gauge my mana now. There is no estimation mark there anymore. But quite the jump I made now.

“So, why refuse?” She asks worried. Her lovely face is something that rivals mine. She is a “goddess” afterall.

“Because you made it in front of me.” I answer and replicate the same as she did before in my hands. A very small mana crystal falls on my hand, made out of 5000 points of mana.

“Given time I’ll make better than yours, and as much as I want.” I say while laughing.

“Cheater.” Is the answer I get from a suling goddess.

I put the little transparent stone away, it’ll be good for experiments later. But what will I do now?

“What about my memories? And the next quest?”

“Ah, right, Totally forget about that. Well, you will have a loooong and unpleasant dream tonight. As for your quest…” She puts her hand in her pocket, searching for something.

I watch as the goddess is struggling in front of me to find a little thing in her (probably) infinite huge storage. It’s a funny sight, but adding the faces she makes make me regret I have no camera in this world. Yet!

A few minutes elapse when she finally finds the item she’s looking for. Taking out a black paper that seems literally undestroyable, yes, an undestroyable paper, she gives it to me. The design is simple, yet cool. The [Laminated God Steel Black Paper] has words written on it.

“I personally made this for you. Don’t lose it. It will also update itself automatically. I have to go now, by!” She says smiling, then disappears from existence. I think these AI shouldn’t be able interact with us normally. Isn’t this going against her cause of existence? I feel something amazing there.

I read my next quest.

[Sacred Task II /1: Invent amazing things!]

-You have a week until time limit. [158h]

-The more you prepare the more reward you’ll get.

-The better the quality the more reward you’ll get.

It seems this is a quest with separate stages, but why do I feel this is not exactly what I think it is… I have a bad feeling. Well, can’t do anything against it. If it’s a quest there is a reason why it’s like this.

With such thoughts I decide to sleep a little. There is a lot of work with the city, and playing(inventing) will take all my leftover time. I have to be well rested.