Now it was only Verix and his master remaining. Conrad let out a defeated sigh, pacing back to his desk, sitting in his high-backed chair, his face obscured by the shadow cast by the flickering flames of the fireplace.
“Tell me, Verix. Was I too hard on him?” asked Conrad out of the blue.“I’m afraid I have no say to that, Sir. That is your family matter, and a common outsider like me had nothing to voice regarding that,” responded Verix out of fear for being thwacked again.“Hmph, it’s good that you learned your place and your lesson,” grinned Conrad amused.A slight pause filled the gap afterwards, leaving silence between the master and the guard for them to savor.After a few moments of silence, Conrad spoke, his voice low and measured. “I had such a high hope for him, my cherished boy, my only son, the apple of my eyes.”“But apparently all the affections and warmth I offered him only plunged him deeper into uselessness. He gThe night was dark and cold, and the sound of the flames echoed through the night sky. The Wenovitch mansion was on fire, and it seemed that there was no hope left for anyone who was trapped inside. Amongst the chaos, Hoxha braved through the fire and smoke, with only one goal in mind: to save Gesta who lost his consciousness due to the impact he received from the explosion.Hoxha had been working for the Wenovitch family for several years, and Gesta had always been his favorite among other members of the clan. He knew that escaping this inferno would have been a lot easier if he had done it alone, but he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving Gesta to die.As Hoxha opened the basement door, he saw that the fire was spreading rapidly, and the flames were consuming everything in their path. He knew that he had to act fast if he wanted to save Gesta. Hoxha took a deep breath and ran towards the mansion, ignoring the heat and smoke that threatened to suffocate him.Though his determination
Hoxha found Conrad in his study, staring at the map of the region with a fierce expression on his face. The room was silent except for the sound of Conrad's heavy breathing. Hoxha cleared his throat, and Conrad looked up at him, his eyes narrowing.“What is it, Hoxha?” asked Conrad with a cold and clipped voice.“I am here to report the incident at the mansion,” began Hoxha, stepping forward. “Gesta was nearly killed, and we barely managed to save him. The mansion was burned, but thankfully a good portion of it remains intact.”Conrad’s eyes flashed with anger. “What did you say? How could that happen?”Hoxha took a deep breath. “It was Devon. He was the one behind all of this. On top of endangering Gesta’s life, he was also responsible for disrupting the ritual. The arson was also the fruit of his effort.”“We tried to capture him, but alas he got away,” added Hoxha.Conrad slammed his fist on the table, making the maps jump. “I
Conrad was pacing back and forth in his room, his anger and frustration brewing within him. He grew more anxious with each passing second of waiting for the news from his troops.He sighed, sitting down at his desk and pulling out his notes he had been writing for years about Devon. He had been keeping detailed records on the boy ever since he had found out about his unique characteristics. Devon was born on a Kliwon midnight, a special time held in high regard in demonic almanac, thus blessing his body to house multiple demons within him.“Restless, aren’t you?” whispered a rough voice in the back of Conrad’s mind.“Don’t talk to me unless you come with a solution, Buto,” replied Conrad, addressing that voice like an old friend.“Hey, I’m just being empathetic,” eluded Buto with a sneer. “You know I always have your back. Remember when I showed you the way to immortality that you’ve been obsessing over?”Buto’s words threw Conrad to a blast from the past. He remembered how he was mul
It didn’t take long for Conrad to have his next plan executed. Gathering his most trusted men, he issued the order to hunt down Devo at all costs. Under his supervision, a small elite troop was already gathering on the yard of the mansion.“Gaston, I already gave you the general overview of the mission,” told Conrad, ready to head back into the mansion. “It should be a piece of cake for you, providing that your target is only a teenager without any combat experience nor martial background.“Indeed, Master Conrad. I shall not fail your expectation!” promised Gaston. After that, he headed back to his men to brief them about their task.“Soldiers! We have gathered here to undertake a mission entrusted by Sir Conrad himself!” shouted Gaston in an attempt to rally the morale of his troops. “Our objective this time is to secure a runaway teenager named Devon! It’s an easy mission, but a tedious one as we need to catch him alive!”After that briefing, Ga
Gesta had never felt so frustrated in his life. Ever since the incident with Devon and the Wenovitch mansion, his father had been constantly disappointed with him. He had always felt overshadowed by Devon, and now it seemed like his father shared that sentiment. He felt like he was never good enough for his father, and that he would never be able to live up to his expectations.And it wasn’t just his father. His mother had also started pushing him harder than ever. She was constantly reminding him of his studies and his physical training, pushing him to the limit in an attempt to make him better. Gesta knew she meant well, but it only added to his stress.One night, Gesta decided he needed to escape from reality. He had heard about a brothel on the outskirts of the town, and he decided to go there to forget his problems, if only for a little while. It took him quite a maneuver to sneak outside undetected. Luckily the security that night, like the other nights after the incident, was n
Hoxha and Wilhelmina sat in a dimly lit room, their faces etched with concern. The atmosphere was tense, and Hoxha was the first to break the silence.“We have to do something, Wilma. We can’t let Gesta continue down this path of degeneracy. We need to establish him as the sole successor to Conrad, and we need to start doing it now,” Hoxha said.“I agree, Hoxha. That’s why I was always supervising him on his study and training,” replied Wilhelmina. “Wait, my son is not a degenerate! What are you talking about?”Hoxha sighed. To be honest, he didn’t want to spill this information to Wilhelmina. Any mother would be disheartened to hear that his beloved son spending time in an immoral place such as a brothel.“It’s no surprise that you have no idea about this,” narrated Hoxha. “Even I refused to believe at first, but there has been rumors circulating around that someone was seen sneaking out of this mansion, almost every night.”Wilhelmina s
The following morning, Wilhelmina woke up to find that she was already alone on the bed. Her memory of last night was fuzzy, but her entire body remembered the experience. Slowly she descended from her bed to wash herself.“Hmph, that old fart didn’t even say goodbye after he had his way with me,” grunted Wilhelmina as she was drying her own body. After dressing up, she went out to head for the dining hall.“Good morning, my lady!”A pleasant greeting welcomed her as soon as she set her foot inside. It was Hoxha, already returned to his default persona of a wise old man of the mansion.“Good morning, Hoxha. I hope you had a good night’s sleep,” teased Wilhelmina, taking a seat in one of the chairs. A maid promptly came to her service, pouring her a glass of water.“Most certainly, Madam. Thanks to you,” retorted the geezer. “By that, I’m talking about your insight, leading our supporting branch families to come aiding us in this age of turmoil.”The lady tried to contain her smile to
Wilhelmina and Hoxha had been working hard to ensure Gesta's success as the sole heir of Conrad. After the successful ritual, they had hired Stradam as Gesta's mentor to help him master his new demonic power. Stradam was an experienced demon hunter and he had the knowledge and skills to teach Gesta how to control and use his new abilities.“Psst, Hoxha! Are you sure he used to be a demon hunter?” doubted Wilhelmina when Stradam appeared for the first time in front of them. “He looks more like a lazy bum to me!”“I could hear you, Madam!” retorted Stradam. “And indeed I am lazy, you got me on that. But I am no longer a bum now, since you hired me, that is! Haha!”Wilhelmina smiled wryly to cover up her embarassment. But mixed with it, she also felt that this tutor was kind of looking down on her. Dressed poorly, with tattered rags that he called clothes, and God knew when did the last time this chap touch any clean water.“He may look like this, bu
Without waiting any longer. Hudson requested that he would return to the Kingdom on the next day. He thanked Rudeth, Devon, and the girls for letting him stay there for one night.Hudson returned back to see the King and he showed the legal documents that stated about Conrad adopting Devon. While giving him the documents, Hudson also reported about how charismatic Devon was there. Many people welcomed him and felt happy to be with him. He was surprisingly good at handling administration too. Plus, he was still young and had such a great ambition to make everyone live in peace. It made him the best candidate to be a new Duke.“Oh, this is legit! And I believe your evaluation is a top notch.” The King was very pleased. “We will elect Devon as the new Duke of Wenovitch duchy. This is an order! Make the announcement and get ready for the coronation!” The King has ordered.Soon everyone started to get busy with their tasks. Devon and Rudeth was given a message from the King. It said that D
Devon and Rudeth was on their way to go back to Wenovitch Duchy. One of the King’s minister, Hudson joined up with them because he got a task from the King. Hudson told Rudeth and Devon the purpose of his visit to Wenovitch duchy was to find something that could be useful to decide the best candidate to be the new Duke. Rudeth and Devon said that they would help him out once they got there.“Anyway, I think you guys are so lucky. I have seen how Duke Conrad achieved many things in the past. He was such a great paladin. Knowing that he was defeated by the likes of you was indeed very amazing. I bet you guys have outstanding force.” Hudson expressed his opinion while trying to praise Rudeth and Devon. However, deep inside, Hudson seemed dissatisfied. He expected Rudeth and Devon defeated Duke Conrad elegantly by making use of their brain more than using brute force.That opinion got into Devon’s nerve because he could feel that this damn minister was still looking down at him. “Thank yo
On the next day, Rudeth and Devon went together to the Kingdom early in the morning. The carriages were all full with the prisoners including Lady Feya. The journey took about six hours until they finally arrived in the Kingdom.The King’s men excused themselves to bring all the prisoners to their dungeon. In front of the kingdom’s palace, a man was waiting for Rudeth arrival. He looked so formal with those noble costume and that shiny accessories.“Welcome, Baron Rudeth. I am Hudson. I will guide you to have an audience with the King.” Hudson introduced himself. His politeness somewhat made Devon felt uneasy. Devon could feel that that guy was looking down on him.Hudson guided Rudeth and Devon while giving them a simple tour. The palace was so big and luxurious. It was the first time for Devon to come in a very fancy place like this. He thought that the mansion was the best house he has ever seen. But now, he changed his mind.Looking at how Devon got excited to see the palace, Huds
Rudeth sent a messenger to report the case of demonic summoners to the King. The messenger brought a document written by Baron Rudeth and gave it to the ministry. He also explained the case that happened in Wenostra.The King received the report. One of the ministers in the throne room read the document written by Rudeth. In brief, the report explained about the case related to Wenovicth nobles. The Wenovitch family secretly created an organization that allowed them to make a pact and summon demons. This kind of practical was actually forbidden. Then, there was also a report that Rudeth and his party managed to capture lots of nobles doing the same practice as Wenovitch family.Hearing this kind of achievement, the King looked so happy. There were actually lots of reports back then regarding the similar case. However, the King and his subordinates could find perfect clues and proofs. Plus, lots of nobles were working together and they tried to cover each other making it hard for the K
Devon and Rudeth were discussing about how to start their hunting on the demonic cults. First of all, Rudeth has prepared lists of noble names in Wenostra. Devon read the list and he thought that his group right now was not enough to fight against those many nobles. After the fall of Wenovitch and the case that happened last night, it would be possible that the enemies were forming an alliance and get prepared to raid on Devon. They could even make use of the commoners to fight alongside them by threatening or brainwashing the commoners.“I see. Our number is not enough, right?” Rudeth asked for confirmation.“Yes, sir. Even if we have such a great power, we don’t have a clue about the enemies’ power. There might be enemies who contracted more powerful demons than Gesta’s.” Devon explained his opinion.“Ok! I will take are about the armies.” Rudeth got an idea. “I will send a letter to my students in Gallantros. They will surely come and help us!” Rudeth looked so optimistic.“Woah,
Devon then tried to practice some of his available skills such as his Master of Wit skill. The sensation was still the same. He could see a vision like a radar with lots of blue dots in it. Then he tried to grab the Midas Touch. He tried to touch the fresh fruit and it suddenly turned into gold.“Woah, Devon! That’s amazing!” Rudeth looked so overjoyed to see that Devon still got his skills and all of his belongings.Fransesca tried to grab the Invisible Cloak. When she wore the cloak, she went invisible just like how it used to be. Even if the artifact was used by another person, it was still effective.Devon tried to look around again to see if there were any other things missing. All the artifacts were all there plus he could see a bucket of money right beside the bed.“What even there are lots of money!?” Devon was shocked. He had Midas Touch with him and he thought that was enough for him to keep his wealth, but that lots of money was a bit too much for him.“Oh my god. Devon, yo
Devon has revived. He went back alive after he experienced being in a dream world like in afterlife. He has been asleep for a whole week. It made the others misunderstood his status. However, they kept on believing that Devon would return back to their side.He looked around and saw all of his dear people looked so happy with tears staining their cheeks. Vinette was right beside him, holding his hands with the loudest cry.“Brother!” Vinette hugged her brother and poured all of her tears. She was so happy that her brother returned back to stay by her side. She has been living in miserable life being held in the mansion. She was hopeless back then. But soon after she was rescued and knew her brother was coming as her savior, she was so grateful the she began to think about her future in a brighter way.“Vinette…” Devon called his sister. He patted her head and caressed her with love. “I’m back. So, please don’t cry… Or I’ll… I’ll cry too…” Devon burst in tear. He could not hold his gre
Devon staggers as Lahat Chereb pierces his body straight through his heart. Rudeth lets go of his grip on the sword and embeds it into the Demon King. The sword blazes violently as the Demon King Azazel screams in agony. The roar is so excruciating that even his armies of skeletons writhe in pain as if they have also been pierced by the holy sword.Eventually, the armies of skeleton start to disintegrate. Their bones start crumbling to dust, and their flames are extinguished into ashes, as if melting in the sunlight. While Azazel, with the sword still planted in his body are being engulfed by the sacred flame.“Aghh! Curse you, mortal! How dare you defy me! If only this damned sword does not exist, then you will kneel at my mercy!” The demon king throws curses and insults at Rudeth. But he just stood motionless since he just emerged victorious and the humanity is now saved and is now taking in the moment.After being burned alive by the Lahat Chereb for quite a while, the Demon King’s
The group is thrown into chaos as a battalion of bones marches towards them with an unrelenting pace. They stand frozen, uncertain of how to confront the situation. The glimmer of hope they had previously held onto from their victory over Devon, now feels like a distant memory. The air is thick with tension, as the group stands face to face with their formidable foe.As they engage in battle, the group begins to realize that their enemy is unrelenting. No matter how many bones they knock down, it feels like there's no end to the onslaught. Shareen, in a state of panic, continuously fires her holy arrows, but the numbers seem endless. The atmosphere is fraught with desperation, as they realize that they are outnumbered and outmatched. “How are we supposed to handle this? There are too many of them!" Said Shareen“We need to fall back!” Yelled Rudeth, informing the party to retreat against the impossible fight. The group unanimously agreed and proceeds to perform an escaping maneuver.