Richard Valkar’s Dominance Has Come

Chapter 1

“You’ve got steady hands, Richard,” Sia whispered seductively as she stared lustfully at him, biting her lower lips.

“Bet they’re good for more than just handling herbs.”

Richard flashed her a quick awkward smile, “mm-hmm” and returned his focus to sorting the herbs.

Suddenly, a clattering sound echoed in the room and when Richard turned to see, he was met by a familiar sight; Katya’s lacy pants.

Just now, she had intentionally dropped the container at Richard’s feet and leaned over to pick it up knowing her short skirt would lift just enough to reveal her underwear.

Richard felt his face heat up and he quickly looked away, pretending not to see anything.

“Richard!” An urgent voice burst through the door.

“Is there an emergency?” His voice was urgent as he washed his hands, ready to respond.

“It’s Ginny! She- she’s not breathing well. You need to hurry!” the apprentice gasped.

Without hesitation, he left for her ward.

Richard walked in just to see Ginny almost naked.

With a seductive voice, she feigned pain, “My chest hurts so much, you have to help me… please just come take a look.”

She looked up at him with a mix of desperation and allure.

Richard was fully aware of the situation right now.

And being the only male apprentice or possessing looks that could rival an Adonis didn’t quite help matters for him.

He sighed, shaking his head. “Just… get dressed.”

With that, he left.

“Richard!!” He recognized Katya and Sia’s voices.

He sighed and threw his hands in the air in mock surrender. “Will you two ever give me a break?” he asked, his tone laced with a hint of exasperation making them chuckle.

They knew he’d never really get upset at them which only made their teasing more enjoyable.

They fastened their pace, “A letter was delivered for you,” one of them voiced out.

Richard‘s brows furrowed slightly as he wasn’t expecting any letter. Maybe it was from their master, he thought.

He collected it and quickly read it.

It was open, and as his eyes moved down the lines, his expression hardened. “A mere village doctor?” he murmured the part of the letter in disbelief.

It was a letter from his fiancée, Delilah, and it read;

“As the Crimson Valkyrie of Kora, I deserve a partner of true substance and strength. A mere village doctor simply won’t do. Our engagement is canceled.”

Richard’s face twisted in mild disgust.

He had never met Delilah and the engagement was simply an arrangement made by his master, so he hadn’t cared much for it either. But her arrogance… that was hard to ignore.

“Tch.” He folded the letter and slipped it into his pocket.

Meanwhile, Katya and Sia had already hurried to share the news to the others. “You guys wouldn’t believe this!” Sia exclaimed.

“Richard’s fiancée, the Crimson Valkyrie herself, called off their engagement. Just like that, as if he were a nobody!”

“You can’t be serious,” Ginny’s eyes widened. She couldn’t believe it, none of them could. Anger flashed in their eyes as they exchanged glances.

“Richard was rejected by Delilah?” Ginny asked again, trying to make sense out of it.

Sia nodded, “She bluntly stated that only a partner of true substance and strength could match her standing, not a mere village healer’s apprentice.“

Ginny’s face twisted with anger as she let out a sharp hiss. “Who does she think she is, calling him a mere village healer’s apprentice?? Is she the first to achieve anything? A mere War Goddess! Please.”

Katya on the other hand was fuming as if the insulting letter was written to her. She scoffed, “Richard is our master’s best disciple,” she said, drawing invisible quotes in the air.

“and he has more than proven it, saving hundreds of lives. What’s her fancy title compared to that?”

If Delilah didn’t know Richard’s worth, they did; Richard was not just the most skilled amongst them but also the sole inheritor of their master’s miraculous medical abilities.

Unfortunately, Delilah has no idea she’s about to let a rare gem slip from her hands. Better still, she has.

They went to find Richard and met him packing his things, preparing to leave.

“Where are you going?,” the eldest senior asked.

“I should go see my fiancée’s family,” he replied, still focused on packing.

Two years ago, before Master Jung departed on his important journey, he gave Richard strict instructions about the engagement.

“You must personally go to the Morrigan family in Ironvale to formalize the engagement,” were his exact words.

Even if Richard was fine with the canceled engagement, he still had to honor his master’s instructions and meet Delilah’s grandfather, Sir Morrigan, hoping to officially cancel the engagement.

Only Sir Morrigan had the final say.

“Here,” Sia said, stretching forth a black card to him. “Take this along with you. It has no limit so use it as you see fit.”

“There’s about 15 billion dollars in it, if you exhaust it, don’t hesitate to let me know,” she concluded.

“15 billion dollars??”

“Why do you look surprised?” she laughed, “That much money is nothing.”

Richard felt his breath catch in his throat. How could a person call fifteen billion dollars nothing??

Almost immediately, Ginny stepped forward and gave him a handwritten note.

“When you get to Ironvale, go to Jameson corporation and show them this note. It belongs to you now.”

Before he could process his sudden ownership of one of the major corporations in Kora, his other seniors showered him with more extravagant gifts.

He even went on to receive a bottle of potent aphrodisiac and a mansion in an elite estate.

Richard was thinking that the gifts had finally ended when Katya suddenly tossed a small ring at him.

Richard caught it, confused, as he studied the delicate engravings on the ring. It had a silver emblem embedded with symbols he faintly recognized but couldn’t quite place.

“Wear this when you get there,” she instructed. Her voice was steady, but there was an underlying pride as she explained.

“That is not an ordinary ring. I once founded the Blood Moon Order. With this, you’ll be recognized as their leader and they’ll do as you command without question.”

Richard’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You… founded a sect? The Blood Moon Order at that? Isn’t that the nation’s largest–“

“The nation’s largest order of war gods,” she cut him off, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

“It was mine. But now, it’s yours.”