I’m an adventurer. What does that mean? It means that I do odd jobs for a living. What kind of jobs? Well that depends, sometimes I kill some Goblins that attacked a village, sometimes a caravan was attacked on some road and I’m sent to investigate and sometimes I’m hired as some nobles bodyguard, The Eternal Light knows I hate these types of jobs but what I can do? A man got to eat and to eat I need to work. And right now I really need the money especially because I have a wife and a kid to look after. Just fifteen years and he can keep up with me. The kid got talent. I can tell he will fallow in my footsteps. He will go to the adventure academy, learn what I couldn’t teach him and will become a great adventurer. I bet ten light coins that he will even get to S class. Heh that definitely puts a smile to my face.
Why I’m telling you all of this?
I’m dying that’s why.
Lying beside a tree is a man with a smile to his face and right across him is a small figure all clad in white.
-Why? Asks the man as he crash hard on the dirt with a sword in his left hand.
*Cough*-You killed all of my team mates*Cough*FOR WHAT?
A mouthful of blood escapes from the man each time he tries to speak yet the figure doesn’t budge.
*Huff**Huff*-The Eternal Light will come after*Cough*you’ll die a dogs death.*Cough*
The man glares at the figure full with rage as he tries to get up but failing due to the cuts that he has on his legs.
-Over here!
Shouts from the guards can be heard close to where both of them are.
-Hah! Ya done for.
Just as he was saying these words the man’s head was suddenly blasted and everywhere was brain matter, everywhere except the white figure. Looking around to see if anyone was still alive and confirming that everything was in order the white figure searches for one more thing that needs to be done.
-NO! STEP AWAY FROM ME!
A fat noble full in jewellery and expensive clothes screams at the top of his lungs annoying even the withe clad individual who keeps coming closer and closer to the noble.
-WAIT! WAIT! I have gold j-j-just say the p-p-price! One thousand! N-No! Six t-t-thousand! J-j-just DON’T KILL ME!
The White clad entity swings once with the right hand and the head of the noble blows away just like the man’s head from before but this time the white that the creature wore had turned red from the fat noble’s blood.
-aaah AND I just cleaned the robes!
A sweet melodic voice can be heard from the hood that is covering the head of the red figure.
-I guess you don’t need the Ring of Storage now? Right?
As the red figure bends over the body of the dead noble an arrow flies past the exact place that the red individual stood.
-STOP AND COME WITH US OR DIE!!
Fifteen or so guards are covering the area and all the exits with a bow and arrow ready to strike. As the red figure swings the right hand just like the last time and all the guard drop dead with their head blasted. All but one. The guard at the last exit on the left of the dead noble lies a woman on the dirt pissed and scared out of her life.
-PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!
Another shout from a human who is about to die just like the adventurer and his team mates, the fat noble and all the guards now dead on the ground beside her.
-I WON’T! LIGHT SAKE why is everyone shouting today? Anyway I needed a witness. Tell everybody that you saw Mlawahken today is that clear?
The guard shivers at that name. She is Mlawahken? I’m dead, so dead. There’s no escape for me.
As the guard pictures the many ways of dying at the hand of that monster passes out on the dirt beside the dead bodies of her comrades.
-What? So weak. Passing out even though I said that I would spare her. Pathetic.
As the person with the sweet melodic voice caries on with the plundering of a certain fat noble then disappearing into the night leaving no traces behind, no bodies and no blood. That night will be remembered as the night of Mlawahken who comes and goes leaving nothing behind, the night of the Red Queen.
~One month later~
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The Kurt Empire is at peace for five years now. Even this blood thirsty empire knows that it can’t keep wars for too long especially ones that have been for twenty-three years. But even with the wars back then nothing changed among the common people. Everybody kept the peace. Farmers were still going to attend the farm with all the animals and the land, guards were still kipping the peace of the streets and merchants still had something to sell. Everybody in this empire acted like there was no war at all. It’s not like they weren’t affected by this war but more like they can’t be bothered by it. That much the common people trusts the army of this empire. Even the emperor wasn’t bothered by the war. He still lies in his throne giving orders to his servants, like in this moment.
-How are the people today?
Speaks the emperor in his age of fifty clearly unbothered by the age as not only his voice but his looks don’t look at all the age it should be. Dressed in his expensive red clothes siting on the throne and emanating an aura that screams ready for battle, ready for assassination, ready for anything that can come in his path and nothing can keep him from going his way.
-The people are enjoying the peace time and have even begun to give more money to the army. As of now we have enough gold to buy ores from the dwarves and we can start to make armour and weapons for the next wars. With the rate The Empire is going right now we would last for approximately thirty years. Give or take five or so years, depending on the mages division and their greed for gold.
Says a mountain of a man clad in full red armour with a claymore right on his back. On the left side of his chest is a black and white symbol of a red dragon. In his mouth is a sword signifying his status in The Kurt Empire. The general, the right hand of this emperor.
-Jefrry! My boy do you want another beating? It’s not like I enjoyed the last one but if you need another one you just have to ask.
A red robe figure starts to voice his opinion in the face of the general. The royal mage. The left hand of The Kurt Empire. Like the general a symbol of the empire resides on the left side of his chest but it has a difference, in the dragons mouth is a staff not a sword. This royal mage is famous due to his age and power, one swing of his staff can turn a village into ashes. If not for his age he would still be on the battlefield destroying countless Shield Spells and massacring the enemies of this empire.
-Shut up old man. You don’t have the advantage now with your age. One swing of my claymore and you’ll perish.
Angry shouts the general cursing in his mind due to the loss of the duel he had with the old man as he takes the claymore from his back. Surprisingly the claymores colour is black. Attracting the light to it like it devours it.
-Want to test it?
Warns the mage as he prepares a spell with his staff, a fire spell to be exact due to the fact that the tip of the staff had begun to glow yellow ready to strike Jefrry at any moment.
-You both are children.
A dulcet voice stops both of them at the same time. A women clad in full armour just like the general only it seems to be of a different material, more lightweight, and with the same symbol in the same place and exactly like the royal mage and the general there is a difference, in the dragons mouth is a dagger implying the role the women has. The Royal Assassin. Not many people know of this one, the only ones that do are in the throne room or dead six feet underground.
-I’m glad that both of you keep The Emperor out of boredom.
Walking past the two of them and kneeling in the front of the emperor with the left leg.
-I’m back my liege. My mission is finished and I can confirm that The Red Queen was in the Holly Kingdom killing the nobles and all the prophets of the church. Now if we attack their territory will be ours. They won’t know what hit them.
Reports the assassin with a full smile on her face implying the enjoyment she had on killing and torturing the fanatics and the thought of doing it more.
-Ah. Another successful mission Cleo. But tell me there should be someone left behind, no? How else would they still be keeping their kingdom of fanatics?
Curiosity showing on the emperor’s face.
-Yes. Somehow the Holly Maiden was left behind untouched by that monster and as we speak she is ruling it now. I think this is a perfect opportunity to take the trash out of Etherya.
The smile on the maiden’s face widens showing the eagerness in her black eyes.
-You are hurrying to death Cleo. Why do all young ones hurry these days? For all we know this can be a trap. The Red Queen is a volatile spell. I say we take another approach on this problem. The Holly Maiden is what twenty? Twenty two?
The old man’s voice can be heard from the left side of the throne worry and regret clearly showing in it like he has seen countless of death due to hurrying to fight. As they say you don’t run into a fight without armour on or spells papers in his case.
-What do you suggest old man? You should be very careful with your next words.
The general on the right side of the throne warns the mage with his hand on the back of his claymore clearly showing his displeasure.
-Not the emperor you muscle head! The first sun is a possible fix to our problem in the North-West. By an arranged marriage we could own the land of those fanatics and have a better transportation route to the dwarves fixing all our problems.
-Yes indeed. By doing this we can also keep the resources from the battles with them. Not a bad idea not bad at all. We should make this at once.
-Yes your Majesty!
Both the mage and the general bow at the emperors decision showing their willingness to make the words of the emperor true. Only one servant is showing the displeasure of this. After all the massacre they had done on our territory they should be wiped. Eternal Light! Cursed be their life on this land.
-Speaking of my son how is he, I heard he got stronger?
-Yes he did. The young lad can now parry my attacks and even cast a spell at me. It’s really interesting how he studies both spell craft and sword arts. I believe he will be the first battle mage that can fight with a sword and cast a spell at the same time. Not many can do that.
-As the old man says he has grown past my expectation as well.
-Your son shouldn’t be a concern right now. The Princess is still sick.
At the voice of Cleo the room becomes silent making even the general look down in sadness.
-Would she be able to go to the academy?
Askes the king clear worry in his voice
-Maybe. But I still think it would be better to go with a Silent Voice from my division along with a mage and a guard from these two.
-Agreed, also old man look for a cure for my daughter. It pains me to see her like that.
-I shall do this at once.
-If you can’t find one look for the dragons.
At these words from the emperor the three tense up.
-Are you certain my liege?
Askes Cleo terrified at the thought of these dragons.
-Yes. They may have a price but if it is for my daughter there isn’t a price that can’t be paid.
-Yes my liege.
-Everybody can leave now.
-YES.
As all three of them leave the throne room the emperor looks down to his hands closing and opening them, he will make sure that his daughter will get healthier, his son will be a perfect emperor ready to take his role if necessary. And his empire will prosper, for his subjects he is known under one name and one name only, Klasim de Morte, The Kind Emperor.