Arcturious looked down at the masses from his window. He sighed upon seeing the large number of tents and crowds of people lining up for the meager rations they offered.It’s only been weeks since they had begun secretly rescuing the denizens of their land from the kingdom’s army. Yet, they were already depleting their resources, as the numbers of refugees continued to grow.He gritted his teeth, clenching his fist in such a manner his gloves squeak. It was happening again; the kingdom was culling its populace for a reason only the king and his lackeys know of.Even he, the duke, had no knowledge of why they were doing this.And no matter how much he ponders on it, trying to piece out every possibility, nothing would come up that could garner such atrocity.“My lord, what bothers you?”Dallor bows down to his master, but the Duke seemed too enthralled in his own thoughts he barely notice him enter. His steps, even if it was careful and slow, caused the floors to creak, thus finally ge
Within the long dark halls of the Duke’s mansion. Two individuals were walking side by side, keeping into the shadows to make sure they were unseen by the staff.One of them was the adviser Dallor, and the other was a hooded fellow with ragged clothing, staying right behind him.“Did he fall for it?”The hooded man grinned, rubbing his hands together in anticipation of the news.“Of course, that foolish duke has no idea of what is to come.”Dallor could not stop his smirk, scratching his eye patch because of the itch from excitement of the fruition of his dreams.He’d been waiting for that chance for a long time, and he could not hide the joy in his expression, now that everything was moving in place.“So, you know of the king's plan? Why he is attacking all the settlements?”A look of awe appeared on the hooded person, his wrinkly face pouting with wide eyes in astonishment.“His majesty is quite the conniving.”Dallor couldn’t hide his cackle upon remembering the orders given to him
The sun nearly touch the mountains, and with the remaining light slowly fading, Dallor’s grin grew wide, his chest throbbing with the mix of pride and excitement for what was to come.The supposed time was at hand. With all the preparations he’d had done, he became confident things will go his way. He was certain the king will reward him for his service and deeds.The man could not help imagining himself kneeling in front of the king, receiving praise, congratulations, along with getting a title for his job.His daydreaming ended upon glimpsing at the shadow emerging from within the darkness. Before revealing a hooded individual.“Have you found out anything yet?”He asks, putting on a stern face before facing his subordinate.Brenton Fox, a once proud and skilled knight from the capital, was now reduced to nothing but a meager spy, all because of some rumor told by a noble. And as punishment, they had disfigured his face in such a manner. He can no longer show it to anyone.In order
Hidden in the forest, on the other side of the duke’s mansion, laid five robed individuals. All of them looking at the large estate filled with bonfires, tents, and roaming guards.They’ve been surveying the state of affairs within the place. As they were readying themselves for their mission.“This is it. Everyone understand the plan?”Sir Malver Bravesoul, the chosen guide, removes his hood to better see his companions.All four youths stood up at the ready, nodding in agreement.“Yes, we go in, find the culprit, and arrest him for his crimes, together with any rebels colliding with them.”Jack was the one who answered, clenching his fist in a somewhat fighting pose.They’ve been discussing what to do during the rest of their travel. All of them can’t help but feel the rush of excitement, along with the pinching of nerves from the jitters.For the two of them, this was the first actual mission they were taking on after being sent to that world.“Don’t you think we should reassess th
Clifford heaves a deep sigh, sitting atop a tall tree within the mansion, he gaze at the number of people gathered at the place in search of safety. It reminded him of those news he’d watch about events unfolding in some warring countries. Except this time, he was a part of it, though in another world.“How sad. It’s almost no different from where I came from.”The words tasted bitter in his tongue, having compared his old home to a place that he still considers a land of fantasy and dreams. But it was getting harder to think that way, considering all the things that had happened to him.Helpless babes clinging to their mothers, crying children in search or their family, held by some stranger trying to help. All of them, covered in dirt and disheveled.He winced at the familiar scenery of despair that she only saw on television. Experiencing it first hand brought a heavier weight in his chest, making it hard to breathe because of that twisting and squeezing inside of it.“But I heard
Arty released every binding spell he had in his arsenal.Blue encasing force fields, golden chains, and cages of pure white light sealed any being who move close enough to their group, not wanting to harm any of them as they’re certain those possessed enemies were innocent.Pedro followed the lead, using a similar method of his magic.An ice prison, a muddy earth, and a stone box were the ones he used to keep their opponents at bay.All the while, Jack, Marco, and Malver knocked out as many as they can.But no matter how many they took down or hold, more came, almost overwhelming them if not for their well-coordinated attacks. But this still prompted them to retreat to avoid getting surrounded.“I don’t think we can take this mission on our own.”Arty could see his mana bar already in half, and yet they were far off from winning, and there was also the case of the monstrous creature that appeared in front of them.They barely survived its first attack, but their three fighters took qu
Seeing the continues glitching in front of him, he can’t help but frown, having that sense of uncertainty and dread creeping into him.The message box showing error continued popping atop of every single refugee there. Also, the familiar purple aura fully engulfed each of them now.Then there’s the hooded person who released a sort of pulse, which seems to be the reason for it all. But what truly got to him was the exclamation point hovering above the person’s head.“Sir Clifford, aren’t we going to help the young heroes?”Hallor says, while keeping his gaze low in embarrassment and shame, since he understood they had already been told to wait.It amazed him how the two other men could stay calm and keep watch while all of that was happening.But seeing how the esteemed young heroes they look up to were having a hard time, along with the unknown creature wrecking havoc in the midst of all those innocent were making him itch for a fight.The lad stops when he did not get an answer from
All ten additional heroes were useless against the mob of grotesque humanoids. No matter how many times they took them down, they just keep getting up. What’s worst, they were moving farther from the boss, because the number of enemies kept increasing.Both Sander and Arnold’s team were down and on their last leg and could barely hold on, and the first group consisting of Jack, Arty, Marco, Pedro, and the knight Malver still haven’t recovered yet.“This can’t be happening!”Sander now trembled before the face of the enemy.Not even with their combined strength of all their teams, added with their magical weapons, which doubled their power, were enough to win.They have never encountered a battle like this before, sure there were times they had trouble with some giant monsters, but nothing as hard as this.No matter how many they take down, all of them just keep coming back up, even stronger and more resilient than before.“Shit, this is unfair!”A beaten up Arnold groaned, having nea