Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
Strong Mage Assassins 19
Asclepius Point of ViewA breathtakingly beautiful and magical place, surrounded by serene, lush gardens and sparkling rivers. The kingdom of Krea itself is a grand, ornate structure made of shimmering white or iridescent materials that glimmer in the sunlight, appearing to change color as people walk by.Inside the palace, there are numerous rooms and halls, each adorned with intricate carvings, mosaics, and tapestries that depict fantastical creatures and ethereal landscapes. The floors are made of smooth, polished marble, and the ceilings often feature stunning frescoes that depict scenes from ancient myths and legends.The Kingdom of Krea is also known for its incredible sense of peace and tranquility, as if the very air is infused with a magical energy that invigorates and soothes the spirit. From the sweet aroma of exotic flowers to the calming sound of trickling water from fountains and waterfalls, every detail of the palace feels like it is designed to bring harmony and sereni
Strong Mage Assassins 20
Asclepius Point of ViewWhen Blasphemer did, I lost my anger. My brother must have changed; that's what I'm sure of."Your battles with Askar are the news all over the hall," he pointedly told me while I smiled.I know that when he said that there was a mixture of envy in his mind. But even though he also fought, we should be ashamed because he fought the Askar alone while there were four of us."We didn't show that much because we four other deities fought while you, you who fought alone to defend the exalted deities," I told a long story mixed with shame. "I'm sure our parents will be proud of you for the talent you've shown," I said to him, and he smiled."Really? Our father and mother will be proud of me," he asked. I nodded and smiled at him. I am also proud of him because he became my brother."Oh, why are you crying?" I asked worriedly."Because I just now heard that term, which seems to strengthen my body to fight again." My youngest brother was jumping for joy."If only our
Strong Mage Assassins 21
Asclepius Point of View"My parents are Adalia and Hosur," he said, so I covered my mouth and said that my sister had a child.His mother is Adalia. Third generation Adalia: Adalia has been a servant since Queen Ram's place, followed by my mother and finally me."Nice to meet you, my friend," I said to my waiter. Liway smiled as if he understood what I said."My mother had many stories when she was still alive about the former queen of Krea, Queen Ram. Your mother followed suit. But I will take care of you." Liway still couldn't get rid of the smile on his lips."I didn't expect my good guardian to have a nehera." I squeezed Liway's hand and smiled.After a long conversation with Liway, he left holding the wine glass case.This special day is for everyone. Begin by drinking kielo (grape) juice and eating livena (bread)."Let's drink the kielo (grape) juice together." I raised the glass of wine when suddenly it fell into my hands.Clio, the Lycan werewolf, is a shamra, or leader of th
Strong Mage Assassins 22
Chapter 22Hesperus Point of ViewNight is a mystical time when the stars shine brightly in the sky, illuminating the darkness with their vibrant light. The moon holds great power in the Krea world, its phases dictating the ebb and flow of magic and mystery throughout the land.As the sun sets, creatures of the night emerge, ranging from mystical beings such as unicorns and centaurs to more sinister creatures like werewolves and vampires. The rustling of leaves and the howling of distant wolves can be heard as the night grows darker, adding to the eerie atmosphere.Magic is more potent at night, casting spells that glow brightly and flicker like fireflies in the darkness. Enchanted forests come alive with a cacophony of sounds as spirits, elves, and faeries come out to explore and play.The night in Krea is a time of dreams, visions, and prophecies. The veil between our world and the other realms grows thin, granting those who are brave enough to explore its secretsMy eyes glazed ove
Strong Mage Assassins 23
Third Person’s Point of ViewThe four goddesses of Krea stood on the rocky battlefield; their eyes locked on each other as tension filled the air. Hesperus, the god of the sun and ice, stood with his arms crossed, his eyes hard and cold, as she surveyed her sisters. Agathodaemon, the goddess of lightning, had an arrow knocked and was ready to fire, her bow steady in her hands. Hemera, the goddess of thunder, had her sword drawn, its blade glinting in the sunlight. And Blasphemer, the goddess of war, held nothing but a wicked smile on her lips.It had been building for weeks now. The goddesses had grown resentful of each other, each wanting more power and more influence over mortals and immortals alike. Hesperus had been locked in a bitter feud with her sisters, feeling as though they were constantly trying to undermine her.Now, finally, something had snapped. A petty argument had erupted into a full-blown battle, with the four goddesses trading blows and insults like furious Nehera (
Strong Mage Assassins 24
As soon as I felt the warmth on my skin, I knew that my slumber had come to an end. The sun was rising above the horizon, and its golden rays were starting to light up my small bedroom. I slowly opened my eyes, letting my vision adjust to the brightness of the new day.I got up from my bed, stretching my arms and legs as I did so. My muscles are stiff from lying in one position for so long. As I moved around, my long, curly red hair moved with me, casting shadows around me. I looked down at my body, noticing the simple white tunic that I had slept in. It was made from the finest linen, but it was far from the intricate garments that royalty wore.And yet, I knew I was different.I could feel it in my bones. There was a power that coursed through me—a power that set me apart from the other villagers. It was as if a flame was burning within me, waiting to come to life.I walked to the window, glancing outside. From my bedroom, I could see the small fields that lay beyond the village. Th
Strong Mage Assassins 25
Third Person’s Point of ViewAs she walked through the hallways of Mount Krea, Asclepius couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something was different about the atmosphere in her home, and she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. As the goddess of wisdom and strategy, Asclepius prided herself on her ability to analyze situations and come up with the best course of action, but this time she was stumped.As she approached Hesperus' throne room, Asclepius noticed that the door was open. This was unusual, as Hesperus was known for his strict adherence to protocol and would never leave his throne room unguarded. With a growing sense of trepidation, Asclepius cautiously peeked inside, only to find the room completely empty.It wasn't long before the rest of the gods and goddesses noticed that something was amiss. Blasphemer, the god of war, was the first to speak up."Has anyone seen my sword?" he bellowed. "I can't seem to find it anywhere.""I haven't seen it," replied Agatho
Strong Mage Assassins 26
Third Person’s Point of ViewAs soon as Agathodaemon finished speaking, there was a moment of silence as the other goddesses took in the information. Finally, Asclepius spoke up."Agathodaemon, can you give us more details about this 'darkness' you mentioned?"Agathodaemon nodded. "Yes, of course. I believe it to be a powerful force of evil. I cannot say for certain what it is or where it comes from, but I have been seeing signs of it everywhere I look. It is growing stronger by the day, and I fear it may soon be too great for any of us to handle on our own."Clio furrowed her brow. "This is concerning. We must do something to stop it before it's too late.""I agree," said Hemera. "But what can we do? We cannot simply go out and fight it. We need a plan, a strategy."Asclepius spoke up then, her gentle voice resonating throughout the chamber. "Perhaps we should seek the counsel of others—mortals, perhaps, or even other gods and goddesses. We cannot tackle this alone."The others nodde