"Now, as I said, you have been transported approximately two thousand years into the future," the slave trader said, "and as you were able to see by looking out of the window the world is much different from the one you left behind."Alexei thought that was putting things a little bit lightly. It had still clearly been Alandria outside the window, the riverways still existed and the market was still there, but it was also vastly different. So different that Alexei didn't even have the ability to put into words how different it was.He decided to put all of that to one side. Understanding the state of a world he was never supposed to experience was a pointless endeavour. "Why have you brought me here?" He asked instead, desperately trying to take the reins of the conversation once more. "Truths needed to be shared, and you needed to be assured that the path you are on is the correct one," the trader said, "as you have seen, the world outside the window is very much real. By combatt
Alexei staggered to his feet once more. In that moment he decided that he really didnt like cross temporal teleportation, or whatever strange method of time travel had conveyed him between past and future. He also decided that he wasnt going to be telling anyone about what he'd been through. No one needed to know that he'd gone to the future and no one needed to know that he apparently became the Demon Lord there. It wasnt going to be his future either. He was sure of that. He would change the path that was laid out before him and never become a Demon Lord. As he gained his bearings Alexei realised that whatever had been holding the flames back had finally failed, and they were beginning to eat through the tent. He'd have to tell Lyla that the Slave Trader had escaped in the inferno, though what he'd say about the slaves that had disappeared he had no idea. What he needed to do now was find the traders safe and then get out of the tent. The slave trader seemed fond of him in t
While Alexei had struggled with the safe through the streets of Alandria, Lyla simply picked the thing up and tucked it under one arm as if it weighed nothing at all. Together they went through into the back of the tavern, only this time instead of going right and up to the rooms Lyla led him left. They went past an office, where Garrick was snoozing away in a chair, and through another door that led to a small back yard area.It backed directly onto one of the waterways and really was nothing more than a small jetty that would allow garbage barges to come past and pick up trash. But that wasn't a luxury every house had. The biggest deal was that it was enclosed and impossible to see into from either side, which was perfect for their purposes. "Rare to have a back yard like this in Alandria," Alexei said, impreseed."Well, we were one of the first businesses. Or Garrick was, I suppose, back then," Lyla said as she put the safe down with a thunk. "Wait, you're telling me Garrick o
When dawn broke on a new day Alexei felt as if he were a new man. Gone were the troubles of the past and finally he was going to set out beyond the bounds of Alandria.It made him happy enough that he wanted to dance a jig.He imagined that when he told Neave the news she would probably follow suit. His original plan had been to leave Neave behind, but after thinking about it further he had realised that was unfair of him. The world was a dangerous place, and he wouldn't be able to keep Neave safe from it forever. If anything he'd already failed at that numerous times over. In any case, if the girl wanted to come with him he'd let her. He was also planning on asking Risa if she wanted to join him on his journey. He thought that she was likely to say no, after all she'd been pretty adamant at not getting involved in things that surrounded the Assassins of Delsi so far. But you never got if you never asked, and he did want her to join him on the journey. Alexei stretched and cra
Neave led Alexei by the hand through the Mage Temple halls. Unlike when they had gone down to the magery testing area that had told them Neave was indeed eligible to learn magery, the outfitters were in the temple's upper areas. This made sense to Alexei. He wasn’t sure what exactly the outfitters' remit was, but if they were doing things that would allow you to expand the interior of a bag or other container dimensionally then he imagined that things could be pretty explosive if they went wrong. You wouldn’t want a massive explosion to occur in the foundations of your building, you’d want it to happen somewhere near the top so the lower levels would be relatively undamaged. Eventually, the pair made it to what in Alexei’s mind seemed like just another door. Neave knocked a few knocks, waited for a few moments, and then pushed her way through the door. What Alexei saw inside the room was enough to make his eyes widen in shock. The room, like many in the mage temple, was bigger
Alexei didn’t have to wait very long for Risa to show up at the main doors of the Mage Temple, and if the smile on her face was anything to go by she was coming with good news. “You look happy,” Alexei remarked from his seat on one of the benches.“Well, the Grand Mages have decided to okay my inclusion in your adventure as a diplomatic mission to help strengthen our relationship with the Assassins Guild,” Risa said, “They thought it would be a good move to help counter the likely upcoming instability in the region if you do manage to depose of the Grand Administrator and reveal his plot to the world.” “Yeah, there will definitely be a little bit of that,” Alexei agreed, “If people believe me, anyway. I’m not really sure how to get them to do that.” “Does it really matter if they believe you?” Risa asked. “What do you mean? If they don’t believe me they’ll just think I’m a murderer, that won’t exactly look good for my or Neave’s future prospects,” Alexei replied.“Well, if it’s th
Alexei and Neave had equal looks of wonder on their face as the dragonhorse that they had purchased pulled their caravan along the path that cut through the wood at the south of the great city of Alandria. He had heard that there were woods to the south of the city where he had spent most of his life, and he had experienced some of them when he was a child growing up and training to get his skills high enough to join the Academy. But it had been a very very long time since he had seen any, and none as beautiful as the ones that were before him. Each of the trees had a trunk thicker than the wheel of their caravan, and they stretched high up into the sky, creating a canopy of leaves that the sunlight from above was only just capable of breaking through. All around him birds sang to one another, chirping out from the branches, while other creatures explored the undergrowth. “It’s beautiful out here,” Alexei said from his seat next to Risa at the front of the caravan. “Wouldn’t you
After a few hours of travelling, some of which Alexei spent napping, Risa brought the caravan to a halt. The sudden stop jerked Alexei awake with a yelp. “What’s wrong, why we stopped?” Alexei stumbled over his words as he pulled himself from his sleep. “We’ve arrived at the first place that it’d make sense to stop,” Risa said, “A town some ways south of Alandria. I don’t know much about it, but while you were sleeping the Dragonhorse and I have been working hard and we both need rest.” Alexei smiled at Risa sheepishly, “Sorry about that, it’s been a pretty intense couple of weeks.” Risa rolled her eyes, “I’m not having a go at you dummy, I’m just saying that you were probably asleep for a little while longer than you thought.” Alexei poked his head out of the front flap of the caravan and was shocked to see that the day had already given way to night. “That’s not going to do my sleep schedule any favours,” He remarked, “Does this town have a stable or are we going to need to f
After his last encounter with the Proto Lord Alexei had never wanted to hear the hoarse croaking laughter of the creature ever again. Now that he had the hairs on the back of his neck and his arms were all standing to attention and every fiber of his being was telling him to flee, run as far away as he could, and never look back. But he couldn’t do any of that. He had a mission to complete, people to save, and a kingdom to protect. “Show yourself, Proto Lord!” Alexei called out, his staff held defensively in preparation to ward off any attacks, “I’m not the man you faced before, I’ll take you out myself this time.” “So you say,” The Proto Lord wheezed from somewhere in the dark, “And yet you still bring so many users of the Power Divine to fight alongside you. So many snacks for me to feast upon.”That was the final straw for Alexei. With a pulse of arcane power, Alexei slammed his staff down onto the ground. A sphere of light erupted out from where he stood, a magery spell desi
Nerves had seeped into the hearts of the men that Alexei and Harold had chosen to take with them into the underground sanctum of the Proto Lord the moment they took their first steps into the tunnel system that the creature had made its home. They all looked to be strong and full of heart, but Alexei could sense it. The fear was electric and it was all he could do not to get caught up in the worry himself. Instead, he drew his staff and allowed it to shift forms into that of a magery wand, perfect to be used in enclosed situations and easier to maneuver with so many bodies around. With a flex of his will, Alexei summoned a ball of light at the tip of the wand and sent it out ahead of the group. It illuminated the dank depths of the tunnel that they were slowly descending into. Once upon a time, Alexei could have imagined the tunnel being used for mining and most likely to serve as a lower down access port to the well that he had originally sensed the malaise of the Proto Lord seep
As Alexei explained what the Proto Lord was to Harold and the other members of the Royal Defence Corps he could tell that their willingness to fight such a creature was waning further and further. Alexei could understand. After being told to go to the front line and expecting to die in combat defending the kingdom the shades had all disappeared. That had given them all a second chance at living. Being told that they instead had to fight a being that was well on its way to becoming the next Demon Lord? Something that, just like the shades, could kill you and then perhaps use you to fight the rest of your friends? That wasn’t something that a lot of people were keen on. Harold, though, was a brave man and always had been. “Very well,” He said as Alexei came to the end of his explanation, “If that is the case then this so-called Proto Lord must fall before the Proto part of the wretched thing's name becomes Demon instead.“I will not order anyone to join myself or Alexei in this f
Alexei placed his hand onto the Warp Gate and sent a pulse of magery through the system. He’d never actually had to operate one of the things before, but thanks to his more innate relationship with magery it was a bit like opening a book and simply reading from the pages. He placed his palm onto the stone and it fed information directly to him and allowed him to open a temporary link between the gate he was standing next to and the gate that was back in Alandria. It opened with a sputter at first and then, as Alexei made the link between the gates more solid, it blazed into life with a swirling blue glow. “You really are full of surprises now, aren’t you,” Harold said with a shake of his head, he couldn’t believe how different his friend had become compared to the last time he had seen the man. “Just a bit of advanced magery,” Alexei shrugged, “What did you expect me to do when I got kicked out of the Academy, go become a merchant somewhere?”“That probably would have been the sm
Alexei worked his way through the woods until he was able to catch up with the soldiers of the Royal Defence Corps. These were all men and women who had gone through the training at the Academy and come out the other end, each of them with a Power Divine powerful enough for the previous Demon Lord to want to absorb it. Perfect for fighting against a Proto Lord who hadn’t fully come into the powers that Eldreth was offering them. At first, Alexei wasn’t sure who he should approach, but then he noticed someone who looked just a little bit familiar. Without any doubts, Alexei was sure the man he saw walking in the centre of the column was none other than his old friend from the Academy, Harold. “Harold!” He exclaimed, “Is that you?” The column of marching soldiers froze instantly, like a rabbit caught in the path of an oncoming dragonhorse, before turning on Alexei with their powers at the ready. It took only a moment for Harold to realise who had called out to him. “A… Alexei?!
“Okay, wish me luck you two,” Alexei said, he was standing in front of a Warp Gate, one that Risa had told him led to a town that was very close to the front. Neave wrapped her arms around him as best she could and he returned it by holding her close. “You better come back safely, yeah?” Risa said, she held his gaze with a stern look. “Hey, if the Shades are running wild then you have my promise that I’ll be jumping right back into that Warp Gate,” Alexei said, “This is a recon mission, nothing more nothing less. Promise.”She gave him a critical eye, “You know, every time you’ve ever said that you’re just going to look at something or do a bit of recon you’ve come super close to dying.” “Yeah, but those times I had no idea what I was going into, this time it’s either going to be one of two things, and only one of those two things could actually be dangerous. Pretty good odds if you ask me,” Alexei said with a grin, though he could tell he was only annoying Risa with his banter.
Waking up in the morning Alexei realised that, despite everything that was going on, he actually felt pretty good. Not only was the threat of the Demon Lord technically dealt with, he’d also met with the Administrar and had basically engineered a situation where the man would no longer be able to send people after him. All things said and done, that was two of his major problems dealt with already, even if he did still plan to get his revenge on the Administrar in one way or another. The man couldn’t be allowed to continue in his post, not after he had sacrificed so many Initiates to the Shade Front for no good reason. When everything had concluded and everyone was safe, Alexei intended to go to the Royal Household and speak to the Emperor, perhaps he would listen to reason, if Alexei could get an audience with the man of course. Alexei pulled himself out of bed, wrapped a towel around his waist, and walked off to the shower room. He shivered as the cold water streamed onto his
“So, let me get this straight,” Lyla said, “You’re going all the way to the front to maybe take on a massive Shade Army that you have no hope of actually fighting against just in case they’ve gone wild now that the Demon Lord is actually properly dead.” It was a pretty succinct way of explaining the situation, but Alexei was glad that Lyla had grasped the broad strokes of what was going on. “Yeah, pretty much,” Alexei shrugged, “Though I have a feeling that it’s not going to be nearly as bad as you’ve just made it sound. In fact, I think it’s going to be a wasted trip, but a necessary one just in case.” “A wasted trip?” Lyla asked. “Well, after first meeting the Demon Lord and being given a sliver of his powers I’ve always been able to sort of… you know, sense them,” Alexei said, “Just as a kind of dark fuzz off to the eastern border. Can’t feel that anymore.” “What, as in they’re just gone?” “That’s what it feels like, yeah,” Alexei said, “It feels like the Demon Lord had one l
While Alexei had made it seem as if he were going to be running off to the front lines as fast as he could, there was one thing that he needed to take care of before he left Alandria again. He was sure that if he left the city without at least swinging by The Trout’s Gills at least once then Lyla would have probably ripped his head off with her inhuman beastkin strength. Once again Alexei was struck by a distinct sense of de ja vu. The day had receded into night, with the final glimmers of the twilight sun just about peaking over the very top of the mountain. It was dark, and the streets of Alandria had drawn to a near-empty silence. The only thing that guided his way was the lamplight from the many torches that hung off of the sides of various buildings. The water lapped at the underside of boats and barges alike, and he knew that somewhere deep down under the water there was the body of the very first assassin that he had dealt with, now likely stripped of flesh to the bone by