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RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 46
Sylvester walked with an easy stride, hands in his pockets, eyes scanning his surroundings without making it obvious. Since he left the house, someone was following him. He knew it before the person made three steps in his direction. Intention was easy to read, and when eyes were on him, he could tell.The person was persistent, and did everything they could to stay within reach, despite Sylvester trying to lose them.He didn’t want to end up in a scuffle today. Besides, being a city muse, he was used to being tailed. But the intention on this one was clearly malicious. But who? And why?Sylvester decided to take it upon himself to bring this person to limelight.If they were following him with such clearly evil intentions, then it was only a matter of time before they showed themselves…and their intentions.That was sure.He walked at a casual pace, whistling under his breath, playing the part of someone lost in thought. The presence behind him persisted. He could feel it…silent, pat
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 47
Sylvester was done thinking after a few minutes, and decided to beat the answers to his question out of the assassin he had knocked out. He crouched beside the spy, watching him carefully. The man was lying in a crumpled heap, his breathing shallow but steady. Sylvester waited for a while, then became impatient. The man was going to wake up sooner or later and if he could prompt it, then he would. “Wake up,” he muttered, grabbing the man’s collar and giving him a rough shake. No response. Sylvester narrowed his eyes. “You’re either real good at playing dead, or you’ve actually passed out. Either way, you’re talking.” He yanked the spy upright, leaning in close. “Who sent you?” The spy groaned, shifting slightly but keeping his eyes shut. Sylvester sighed, tightening his grip. “I don’t have the patience for games. Tell me what I want to know, or I’ll…” In a flash, the spy’s hand shot out, flinging a small pouch straight into Sylvester’s face. A sharp, acrid scent hit him imme
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 48
Cullen sat in his dimly lit study, nursing a drink and a grudge. It had been days since his last humiliation, and the anger still churned in his gut like a festering wound. Emily found out about his scheme so fast. It didn’t even have time to do the damage it was planned to do. It didn’t have time to sow in the seed of doubt…no time for her to guess. Nothing! All his efforts just went down the drain, and it hurt. Every failure, every setback…it was never his fault. Emily had outmaneuvered him, sure, but only because Sylvester had interfered. That man had a way of ruining things, and Cullen was sick of it. He was sure that he sent that man to follow him around. If not, how would they have known his plans? The man was sitting smug in the kitchen, and came out like a guard dog when things between he and Emily became heated. Damn Sylvester and his minions! As if the universe wanted to add insult to injury, his phone buzzed. He picked it up, already irritated. When he saw the nam
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 49
Cullen sat in the back of his car, fingers drumming lightly against the armrest as he forced himself to swallow his rage. The news from his company still echoed in his mind.More shares withdrawn, more investors fleeing like rats from a sinking ship. But he refused to let it consume him. Not now. Not when he had more important things to prepare for.He adjusted the cuffs of his finely tailored coat, taking in a deep breath as he reminded himself of his real purpose tonight: the matriarch had called him. And despite everything, despite the disaster his last scheme had turned into, they were finally seeing reason. They must have realized their mistake, realized that they had been too harsh. Tonight, they would apologize. And after that? Well, he would take what was rightfully his. A slow smirk played on his lips as he leaned back, imagining their regretful faces as they admitted their wrongs. They couldn’t stay mad at him forever. He was Cullen, after all. The family needed him just
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 50
Emily sat at the dining table, staring at the ornate letter in front of her. The wax seal had been broken, but the weight of the invitation still hung in the air. An invitation from the matriarch. She reread the words carefully, her fingers grazing the edges of the parchment. Why now? Why after everything? She pursed her lips and exhaled sharply. "I don’t like this." Sylvester, leaning against the doorway, arms folded across his chest, studied her reaction. "I figured as much." Emily lifted her eyes to him. "So, what do you think?" She knew Sylvester would encourage her for it. He had always been a man of peace, despite everything her family had put him through. The only thing he didn’t stand for was disrespect. "I think you should go." She let out a dry laugh. She called it. "Why do I feel like that’s exactly what they want?" "Probably is," he admitted. "But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t find out why." Emily looked down at the letter again, then back up at her husband. "A
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 51
Emily sat in her car, staring out of the window as the darkened streets blurred past. The night was quiet, but her mind was anything but that. Her thoughts kept circling back to the dinner, to the way the matriarch had so easily cast Cullen aside. It wasn’t just the rejection itself that disturbed her, but the immense betrayal behind it. Cullen was a prick, and an insolent little brat that deserved to be tossed aside, but he was theirs. For years, he had done no bidding but theirs. He was useless and spoiled, but he was their useless, spoiled Cullen.Her pocket buzzed, pulling her from her reverie. She fished out her communication device and glanced at the name flashing on the screen.“Mother”Of course, she’d call.With a resigned sigh, she accepted the call.“Oh, Emily!” her mother’s joy felt baseless. “You heard what your grandmother said, right? I know you’re still angry, but…you just have to give this proper thought. It’s wonderful news! You’re never going to have to worry abou
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 52
Cullen slumped over the bar counter, his fingers gripping the sweating glass of whiskey like it was his last tether to reality. And indeed, it was.The dark circles around his bloodshot eyes were only further emphasized by the dim light of the bar that cast at his face from a menacing angle. His tie was loosened, his blazer crumpled in a heap beside him, and the bitter stench of alcohol clung to his clothes. The bartender was used to these kinds of people, so he just gave Cullen space instead of trying to make the usual small talk that he usually did for customers who lingered too long."Emily... Sylvester..." Cullen slurred, his voice barely rising over the soft hum of jazz playing from the speakers. He let out a hollow laugh before taking another swig. "They think they’ve won. Think they can just...just ruin me. Take everything. I built my name from the ground up. As a man! Emily got to that top by whoring herself. And Sylvester? I’ll kill him. I’ll kill them all..."A chuckle c
RISE OF THE ALMIGHTY WARLORD GRANDMASTER Chapter 53
Sylvester moved through the streets of the city with intent. It had been a while since he was in through these parts – the market. The wealthier suburbs did a great job at shielding them from the disparity between the rich and the poor. Here, the poor reigned supreme, and Sylvester wasn’t sure he liked that. He was a super-wealthy man himself – perhaps one of the richest in his country, and he would have given all his wealth away if it would have helped. But he knew the truth. It just wouldn’t. He was here on a mission, though, the harsh runes of poverty aside. He was looking for people to join his army. People with a strong sense of justice. Greed had blinded the rich, and want had blinded the poor. There wasn’t exactly a middle ground to these things, but Sly was determined. He knew there were still people out there that shared his sense of justice. He wasn’t looking for just anyone. He needed people with fire, with hunger, with something to prove. That’s why the boy caug
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Chapter 68
Edrag had not traveled across continents just to watch his plans crumble before they even began. The lounge welcomed him – they had no choice, and he sat there, brooding as the city buzzed, unaware of the ominous presence that lurked within, right under their very noses. He looked out with disdain. The false peace annoyed him. He swirled the dark liquid in his glass, his fingers tightening around it. The ice clinked softly against the crystal, but his thoughts were anything but calm. He arrived in Greele undetected. Of course, he wasn’t welcome in the country, so he had to smuggle his way in. It wasn’t a ‘smuggle’ in that sense of the word, but since there were many people in Greele that wanted Sylvester dead, they were able to silence port security and immigration services. Hence, there were no unnecessary displays of power, or anything grand. The perfect cover. And yet, before he could make a single move, Sylvester had already burned down a significant portion of his netw
Chapter 67
Sylvester had won countless battles, conquered enemies, and faced impossible odds without flinching. Needless to say, his life was one big adrenaline-filled storyline. Yet, nothing on earth came close to the rush he felt when Emily said those three words. Surreal. “I love you,” He had replayed the moment in his mind a hundred times over the past week. No matter how many times he thought about it, he still couldn’t bring himself to believe it was what he heard. Maybe a lucid dream? He ran with it, though. If she truly felt tat way about him, then it was his responsibility to reciprocate. He loved her a thousand times before she loved him. She must have known that ever since. Now that the traffickers had been handled, Sylvester shifted his focus. The war was a storm gathering on the horizon, and every day felt closer to a catastrophe he didn’t feel quite ready for. He couldn’t afford to be complacent. But before it reached them, before another fight threatened to pull him
Chapter 66
Emily paced the length of her sitting room, arms folded tightly across her chest. She had been waiting for hours, long enough for her mind to run through every possible scenario of how this conversation with Sylvester would go. Would he listen? Would he care? Cullen attacked him. Cullen wanted to kill him. If he was back home since that time, he would have told her first, but he had been out on a mission. Something about human traffickers. Really grueling stuff. She just hoped that Cullen’s attack didn’t do too much to set Sylvester and his team back. If it did, then, he wouldn’t be back that day, and she was fine with it. However, Geral’s car pulled into the lot, and the lights from his headlights illuminated the semi-dim house, alerting her of his arrival. The moment she sensed his presence, she turned toward the door. The knob twisted, and then Sylvester stepped in. “Hi, Emily,” Geral waved as he put his car into reverse. Emily waved back and gave a quick smile as he pul
Chapter 65
Most of them still had the shock frozen on their faces – the victims. Usually, in situations like these, you do not get rescued. Each of them had already sealed their fate. Either their organs were going to be harvested, or they were going to be forced into a lifetime of servitude (mostly sexual and drug related). It was staple that when you went missing, you never returned. And yet, here were some men promising them that they would be returned to their families as soon as possible. It felt surreal. Some of them that had made friends in their captivity clung to each other, not knowing what else to say. Braver ones whose tongues had loosened up, offered words of thanks to Sylvester and his men. Sylvester exhaled, rolling his shoulders. The mission was dicey…especially via the path where he had to use Otto as bait, but it had been a success. Gerald wiped his blade on a discarded cloak and gave Sylvester a nod. “So, what do we do with the clan leaders and their minions?” Sylvest
Chapter 64
The moment Sylvester returned to the group, all eyes were on him. The men could tell just by his expression that something had changed.“So…change of plans,” he announced. “We can’t afford a direct assault while the hostages are still in there. If we strike now, they’ll be the first casualties.”Geral folded his arms. “So what’s the new plan?”“We separate the minions from their leaders. If we get them away, it would be easier to escalate without the hostages being at risk,” Sylvester reasoned. “I don’t want anyone of them to get hurt.”Katherine shook her head. “You’re a better person than I am.”“I know,” Sylvester huffed.“And how exactly do we do that?” Geral inquired. “I don’t suppose we have any sirens here that can sing an alluring song or whatever it is that can lure em out, do we?”Sylvester’s gaze landed on Otto. “We send in bait.”The group exchanged looks, and Otto straightened his spine. “Uh…”“You, Otto,” Katherine almost chuckled out loud. “He’s suggesting we send you i
Chapter 63
The preparation chilled everyone.First, there was the laughter and the light jests as the men suited up. They poked at one another and made jokes about how one looked awkward in their gear.They played around with unloaded firearms and had a great overall time in general.Until Sylvester came to announce to them that they would be leaving. The whole room went dim, and it was almost as though the realization hit everyone at the same time. This was the real deal. There was the possibility of some of them coming out of this with injuries.There was the possibility of some of them not coming out at all.“I'm coming with you,” Otto announced, his voice firm despite the slight tremor in his hands.Sylvester barely spared him a glance. “No, you're not.”Otto's jaw clenched. “I deserve to be there. You promised I could fight when I was ready.”“Yes. Exactly,” Sylvester countered. “When you’re ready. I’ll tell you when you are.”“I am ready.”“No, you're not.”Otto's fists curled. “I am. I w
Chapter 62
Emily was staring at the papers in front of her with intent, hoping that if she stared long enough, they’d burst into flames and disappear.25 pages was a lot of work. And she was supposed to review it. Her attorney said she must.That’s when the calls started coming in.At first, she ignored it, assuming it was just another work-related message. If she had to respond to another idiot telling them to go ahead with what she had already given the go-ahead for days ago, she’d lose her mind.But then it buzzed again. And again. With a sigh, she pulled it out of her pocket and glanced at the screen.“Unknown number.”Her brow furrowed. It wasn’t often she got calls from unknown numbers, and instinct told her to let it go to voicemail. But something in her gut twisted, urging her to answer.Reluctantly, she swiped to accept. “Hello?”“Is this Emily?” a woman’s voice asked.“Yes. Who’s this?”“This is Nurse Evelyn from North Vale Medical Center. You were listed as the emergency contact for
Chapter 61
Pain. That was the first thing that greeted his body as soon as his mind drifted back into consciousness. So much, that even opening his eyes came at a cost he wasn’t able to pay immediately, so he just kept them close.Instead, he let the pain engulf his body, like molten magma spread through his entire body. The pain ate its way through his joints, muscles and flesh. It felt like the most painful way to go yet he knew this wasn’t his time. With great effort, Cullen opened his eyes.A hospital.The harsh fluorescent lighting made him wince. The sterile white ceiling stared back at him, unfamiliar yet unmistakably medical. He tried to shift, but his muscles refused to cooperate. That’s when he noticed the IV in his arm, the heart monitor attached to his chest.His mind raced. How did he get here?Sylvester. There was no denying it.The place he had ambushed him was lonely…too lonely for anyone to have come across him by chance. Heck, they had a lot of time to fight, and no authoritie
Chapter 60
Sylvester stood over the collection of weapons laid out before him. Rows of well-engineered firearms, finely crafted swords, spears, and daggers gleamed under the dim lantern light. Beside them, crates of small crystal-infused devices capable of boosting one’s strength and reflexes.They all sat ready for distribution. He nodded in satisfaction. This would do.“Geral,” he called.Geral stepped forward, arms crossed. “Master. You called?”“You’re in charge of these,” Sylvester said, gesturing toward the arsenal. “Make sure every recruit gets what they need.”Geral’s eyebrows rose. “You don’t think this is too much? I mean…these are new recruits. Do they really need this much fire power?”Katherine was passing by, taking some things to and from the store. On hearing the conversation, she frowned. “That’s too little if anything. No grenades? No thowables?” her voice got louder as she got further. “Molotov cocktails? Although, I could prep that on the go…”Sylvester smirked. “I trust you
