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The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 024
The Council*The Emperor sat in his private chambers, the weight of his golden crown feeling heavier than ever. Reports lay scattered across the mahogany table before him, each one worse than the last.His son had been a source of pride once. When Clyde volunteered to go undercover in the slums of Marula, the Emperor had been impressed. Few nobles—let alone the heir to the throne—would willingly endure such hardship for the good of the Empire.But now, that pride was tinged with bitterness.First, there were whispers of Clyde’s engagement to a commoner. Then came the Tesslar Corporation, a business venture that had no place in his mission. Worst of all, his identity, once carefully concealed, had begun to unravel.The Emperor sighed, running a hand over his weary face. “I thought I had raised a soldier,” he muttered, his voice heavy with disappointment. “Not a man who could be swayed so easily by his heart.”He leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes as the weight of the Empire bo
The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 025.
Promise Bells.Clarissa sat with her legs tucked under a blanket, the weight of the night pressing in around her as she absentmindedly sipped her coffee.The warmth did nothing to soothe the ache in her chest—the relentless replay of memories she couldn’t escape. The man who once had her heart, the man who once promised her a future, now felt like a ghost.Clyde Tesslar—or rather, Clyde Darkfang—his name echoed in her mind like a cruel reminder of what she’d lost.The mysterious janitor with sharp, almost piercing green eyes and a calm, almost ethereal demeanor.His smile had always been warm, almost disarming. She remembered how it had first captivated her, how his presence had felt like something more than the menial work he pretended to do.He had the build of someone who should have been a leader, not a servant.Why had he come to OLR in the first place? She had never understood it fully, but she had believed him when he spoke about the life they could build together.Now, as the
The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 026.
Falling ApartBy the end of the first month, her doubts had only deepened. Clyde worked long hours cleaning the building, sometimes even late into the night, but there was no sign of the “empire” he had promised her. He spoke often of future investments, of dreams he would one day realize, but none of it seemed real.Every time Clarissa asked about his plans, he would smile and give vague, optimistic answers, but his words never translated into action.Meanwhile, Clarissa’s world was spiraling further away from the glittering life she once knew. The financial ruin her family had suffered was a constant reminder of what could have been.She had once been a part of the elite, surrounded by people who wore their wealth like a badge of honor, their lives a series of extravagant parties, expensive vacations, and power plays. Now, she was stuck in a dingy apartment with a man who couldn’t even afford to take her out to a decent restaurant.Their life together had become a monotonous cycle.
The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 027.
The Trial Of ShadowsAt dawn, Clyde stood beneath the towering arches of the Council Chamber, the faint light filtering through stained glass windows casting fractured patterns on the obsidian floor.The seven Lords sat in a crescent formation, their expressions veiled behind layers of tradition and authority. At the center, the Emperor watched with cold, unyielding eyes, his presence commanding silence.Lord Lythos stepped forward, his dark robes trailing behind him like a shadow. From within his sleeve, he revealed an ancient scroll, the wax seal of the Empire unbroken. He unfurled it with deliberate precision, his voice carrying the weight of generations.“Young Lord Clyde, heir to the Empire, the Council decrees that your trial shall be the Trial of Shadows. This is not a simple task but a crucible to test your loyalty, resolve, and strength. Fail, and you are unfit to rule. Succeed, and the Empire’s future may rest in your hands.”His words echoed in the chamber, their gravity pa
The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 028.
Fueled by DeterminationA form, a shadowy figure, its shape shifting and indistinct.“Young Lord Clyde,” it intoned, its voice resonating like thunder. “Why do you seek the Flame?”Clyde paused, his heartbeat thundering in his chest. He could lie, but the creature would know. He closed his eyes, searching within himself for the truth.Danielle watched him with faith.“I seek the Flame to protect the Empire,” he said finally. “Not for power or glory, but to honor those who came before me and to safeguard those who will come after.”The shadow studied him for a long moment before stepping aside. “Your path is clear. But your final trial awaits.”*The Vault was a massive chamber bathed in flickering red light. At its center, atop a pedestal surrounded by spiraling flames, rested the Ardent Flame itself.Clyde approached cautiously, the heat searing his skin even from a distance.As he reached out to grasp the Flame, a voice echoed around him.“This power can save your Empire, but it can
The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 029.
In his room, Clyde sat by the window, a radiant smile on his face as relief washed over him. The artifact he’d risked so much to retrieve was finally secure, and for now, he was home. But his gaze wandered beyond the palace grounds to the horizon, his mind tugged back to Marula and the unfinished mission awaiting him there.A soft creak of the door interrupted his thoughts. Danielle stepped in, composed as always. Clyde turned to her with a warm smile, a rare softness lighting his features.“Young Master,” she greeted, dipping into a respectful curtsy.Instead of replying, Clyde stood and enveloped her in a firm, unexpected hug.“Your bravery and courage have always kept me going,” he said sincerely. “Thank you for being such a supportive assistant.”Danielle froze, her breath catching. Clyde had never shown her this kind of affection before—except for that one time at the gala when they pretended to be a couple. But this felt real, unguarded. Her hands lingered awkwardly in the air,
The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 030.
Mom would be proudThe Gold City chapter of Clyde’s journey had come to an end. The artifact was safe, and his mission complete. Yet, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the palace grounds, his thoughts returned to Marula.The insurgents remained a looming threat. Though his cover had been blown, Clyde vowed to continue the fight against them, working from the shadows.For now, the road back to Marula awaited—a path paved with danger, uncertainty, and the weight of unfinished business.*Danielle had one wish before leaving for Marula with Clyde: to visit her mother’s grave.As she made her way to the graveyard, the air grew colder, and the wind carried the faint rustle of leaves. The moon bathed the path in silver light, lending an eerie tranquility to the night.Approaching the grave site, Danielle froze. A dark, frail silhouette knelt before the cremated tombstone. The figure was wrapped in a long coat, holding a bouquet of freshly cut roses. He sniffled
The Return Of Martins Goblin. CHAPTER 031.
The mind is a weaponShe pulled back, her hands gripping his shoulders as she looked him over. “No, you’re not,” she agreed with a laugh. “You’ve grown into a man, Robin. A skinny, bookish man, but a man nonetheless.”Robin adjusted his glasses, a sheepish smile on his face. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”Danielle’s gaze softened. “It is. I’m proud of you. You’ve always been destined for great things, and I can see you’re well on your way.”He blushed but tried to contain it.She held his hands, her eyes scanning his face. “How has it been over there?”Robin adjusted his glasses, a nervous smile tugging at his lips. “Busy with studies, mostly. But I brought something for you.” He rummaged through his coat pocket, his movements precise and deliberate.Danielle watched him with quiet admiration. Her little brother was now a man, though his slender frame, pale complexion, and tired eyes told her he had likely been pushing himself too hard.From his pocket, Robin produced a small objec
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CHAPTER 049.
The helicopter roared above the ground, its blades slicing through the air with a deafening intensity. The sheer force of the rotating blades stirred the earth below, sending plants swaying wildly and loose leaves spiraling into the air. Dust and debris danced in the chaotic wind, creating a haze around the landing zone.One after the other, five military men descended from the aircraft, each gripping tightly onto a thick, sturdy rope. Their movements were swift but precise, their bodies clad in fully knitted tactical gear designed for the mission ahead. The black helmets, bulletproof vests, and camouflage patterns blended seamlessly with the dim light of the forested area.Their boots hit the ground with a muted thud, each man landing in a crouched position, weapons at the ready. The soldiers immediately fanned themselves into formation, their eyes scanning the area with hawk-like vigilance. The tension in the air was palpable as the craft blades above continued their furious rotatio
CHAPTER 048.
In her memories_ she could recall how his face fell on her intently, and how all eyes were on them at the gala. His softened gaze broke the walls around her heart and he ushered himself in without permission.She remembered the feel of his lips when she crashed hers on his in front of Clarissa.Her tongue swam through her lips, wetting it. But then_she reminded herself that she was just an ordinary assistant.Instead of dwell in self loathe, her mind tried to figure out a way out of the distress. She thought about a thousand and one thing then suddenly, a very brilliant idea crossed her mind.Still in chains, she counted the numbers of guards at the exits and around. She realizes she won't be able to out do all of them on her own. So she started strategizing how to get out of there.*It was midnight.There night was dark as coal serve for the moon that gave off a little light.Her shut eyes opened up abruptly, woken by her instincts. She realized everyone around her seemed off guarde
CHAPTER 047.
The day was hot, the sun shone over the battlefield. Blood stained the ground, smoke curled into the sky, and the scent of death filled the air. But Clyde had no time for the fallen. His heart thundered in his chest as he gripped his sword tighter.Danielle was gone.Again.Clyde inhaled deeply, forcing himself to stay calm. Anger was useful, but only if controlled. His vision sharpened, his mind focused. There was no room for failure. Whoever took her, whoever dared to use her as bait would learn the true wrath of the Darkfang Clan.He turned to his men, their faces streaked with blood and sweat."Spread out," he ordered, his voice cutting through the night air. "Track every scent, every footprint. Someone knows where they took her.""Yes, Master!" they responded in unison before dispersing like shadows into the ruined battlefield.Clyde’s earpiece crackle."Master, we found a lead," Walex’s voice came through."Talk.""A survivor. One of the mercenaries from the Villains. He’s wound
CHAPTER 046.
A tense silence filled the grand hall of the Kylain stronghold. Clyde stood at the center, his dark eyes locked onto the Kylain leader. The air crackled with tension, but what held his attention the most were the men standing behind the leader, some mercenaries, not Kylain warriors. They were heavily armed, their faces concealed by masks, their weapons gleaming under the dim chandelier light.A third party?Someone else had entered the fight and tried to sabotage our plans.Clyde exhaled sharply. He had anticipated resistance, but this was different. The Kylains had brought outside forces into their war. This wasn’t just a clan dispute anymore."Who are they?" Clyde asked, his voice calm but sharp.The Kylain leader smirked. "You thought this was between us? You underestimate the reach of those who desire the throne."Clyde clenched his jaw. He didn’t like surprises, and this reeked of something bigger."Your father made many enemies, boy," the leader continued. "And you? You are just
CHAPTER 045.
Clyde stood in front of the large glass window in his chamber, hands behind his back, his mind lost in thought. The night sky was dark, but the moon cast a faint silver glow across the city. From here, he could see the vastness of his estate, the territory of the Darkfang Clan stretching beyond the horizon.Tonight would mark the beginning of a war that had been brewing for years.Danielle’s face flickered through his mind again. The thought of her trapped in Seth’s hands made his jaw clench. He should be the one to get her out. He should be the one by her side, but he couldn't afford to risk the mission. If things went wrong, Danielle would suffer, and he wouldn’t allow that.A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts."Come in," he ordered, his voice steady.Craig entered, his expression serious. "Everything is set. We’ll be moving in an hour."Clyde turned to face him. "Good."Craig hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Are you sure about splitting the team like this
CHAPTER 044.
“He also said you once saved his life from a fire incident so he feels indebted to you and is willing to help you with this information but_you only and no one else. So far, he seems willing to share some information about Seth, his location and where he is keeping Danielle hostage.” Craig explained.Clyde looked at the man intently, his face not striking any resemblance. Yet he was right about one thing. He did save a number of people from a fire accident long time ago but he harldy recalled anything significant about that event and barely remembered the faces of those he saved or how they looked like.Perhaps he could be telling the truth_part of his facial skin folded upon each other—depicting a once upon a time fire victim. The scars were still there and didn't seem to ever go away.“How sure are you that we should trust this man? This could be a trap!” He said, his face portraying no emotion.“He works as one of Seth's men.” Craig replied.Clyde's eyes narrowed as he looked at th
CHAPTER 043.
He sighed and pinched his nose bridge. “Danielle has been kidnapped.” He said calmly, his breath was sharp and deep, finally he got himself to say it.They stood, quiet and calm, their faces betrayed no emotion.“What?” Clyde was agitated. “Won't you guys say something?” He asked, annoyance evident in his tone.“We're waiting for your orders, Young master.” They responded calm and professional.He sighed.They were right—his orders.He should've handled this professionally and less emotional just as he was taught in training than let sentiment cloud his judgement and thinking.“I need more men!” He repeated, his tone low but audible. “I need men that'll sweep through the entire empire until Seth Mandeep is found and apprehended.” he spoke, his tone deep and icy.“You order we execute!” They said, “Your wish is our command.”“Danielle must be rescued alive!” He emphasized.“Roger.” They saluted. “No worries Master, this matter is settled, you're in safe hands.” Craig said, his face sta
CHAPTER 042.
Clyde didn't respond. In terms of size or status, this man had it all. Compared to him he took the likeness of a buzzing fly_ regardless— he made up his mind. He wasn't one to chatter so he was not going to banter words with him.While he thought he gave baby punches_ he was tasting the waters, strategizing and trying to figure out where would strike the most if he was to hit him. Seeking for his most vulnerable side.He kept looking strategically until he found it and though he received a black eye from that challenge he gave that fat, arrogant jerk a reason to visit the hospital.Since then he was feared the most in the training ground.The man in question was tall, huge, had long dark hair that flowed over his shoulders and he loved wearing wolf skin. —-*Danielle blinked slowly, her eyes adjusting to the blinding rays of the sun. She yawned, spitting a strand of hair that almost got into her mouth—that was a long sleep.She attempted to move her body but realized that she was in
CHAPTER 041.
“She hasn't woken yet, your men must've given her too much of that drug!” She complained, irritation lacing on her words.“She'll wake when it wears off.” Seth shot back, his tone dripping with annoyance. Angry that she's unsatisfied with anything he does.“This better not make Clyde turn beast mode on us. I expected you to capture both of them.” She retorted sharply.“Well, he wasn't home.” he shrugged, dismissing her reprimand.He left Danielle and strode somewhere else.“Next time wait till he is.” she chipped in, her voice raising to the ceiling.He scowled, muttering under his breath, "Ungrateful bit—"“You said something?" she asked, her sharp ears catching his mumbled insult."No... I meant, yes. Yes ma'am__ I'll do better next time" he quickly corrected himself, forcing a smile, his tone bordering on mockery.She looked at him suspiciously, “Now listen to me.” her eyes dimmed, her voice commanding.“Try not to lay any of those filthy hands of yours on her. She's not your play
