We soon spotted Moz at the distance, she sat on a tree trunk while resting on her wolf's side. It's ears twitched from time to time and it didn't take long for them to take note of our presence.
"It doesn't work here" She says quickly after saluting, I could tell she was anxious from the way she sounded.
"Did you try walking further to try?"I ask but she only stood there silently while biting her lip from time to time, I could almost hear the retort 'you said I should stay here' from her body language.
I could only shake my head and say, "We'll return to the tribe immediately, we'll take them...we can't keep them here anymore, Urim, you wouldn't mind carrying two of the humans right?" The latter part of the sentence were spoken lightly as I raised a brow at the big guy.
He looked at me speechlessly and looked like he was about to say something, unfortunately he looked at Janetta behind me and grunted, before dismounting.
He casually dragged the unconscious Shev and the squirming Cail out of the broken down hut. He tossed Shev onto the wolves back like clothes before re-tying Cail in an odd manner, soon he was taken care of as well.
We left Govan and headed towards Blackmoon Town.
"haa... I'm hungry", I unknowingly spoke with the human tongue while dismounting Alpha and Janetta looked at me weirdly before saying, "You eat?".
"..." I honestly didn't know what I should say or feel right now.
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Once we were done, we headed towards the burn fire for dinner. Urim practically ran there with a laugh.
"How about now?" I suddenly asked.
"It works again" Moz replied with a look of confusion, I couldn't help nodding before saying, "Let's eat first, can't think on an empty stomach".
"""My Chief!!!""" before I was done speaking, the people began to hail and salute as soon as they spotted my arrival.
Janetta followed closely with a rather rigid expression, Dabok questions me with his eyes and I nodded with a grin. The old Orc laughed while looking at the sky, he must be in cloud nine at the moment. But can you blame him?, the Breeding house would be an important factor to the development of the tribe.
Urim grabbed a drink from the main keg and lifted his stone carved cup in the air, a little bit of the cups content spilled over his head but he didn't seem to care, "For Blackmoon!" He yells...
The crowd responded excitedly, 'this is nice' I thought with a smile. Nazu was nowhere to be found, Urim began to tell tales of our attack on the human Knights and the others would exclaim in awe from time to time...
"Sss" I frowned while hissing a bit, some one touch my injured shoulder, when I looked at who, Janetta asked in confusion, "are you not going to take care of that?"
I narrowed my eyes at this purple haired lady and began to suspect that the human she assimilated with might be related to the Fairchild family. Without a word I took off my Cloak and surprisingly Haji came from nowhere to collect it, 'such a thoughtful fellow, looks like he noticed the injury earlier'.
I wordlessly Poured my drink onto the wound, it began to sting in such a way that I began to think of colorful ways to kill Frank.
Looks like it's started, they're already working towards making him a pawn and to think it was directed by his 'God'.
Presently, Frank is secretly working for Bishop Rodney Clearheart and he would be the one to lead Davis to the location the Moongret family was hiding Suffia Gric, this would then lead to Davis's first Massacre in the name of 'Righteousness'.
"How did you let a minor human arrow get to you?, The old Chief thought you better than that" Dabok's voice came from the side while eyeing the wound.
The Burn fire was still as bright as ever and the Villagers continued without noticing anything.
"Old Dabok, There was someone I really had to kill" I said with a bitter laugh.
"Did you get him?"
"No"
"..." He looked at me silently for while and then took a sip from his drink saying, "You'll get him next time".
"I have an even better idea" I said slowly while observing the green Abysmal mana in my palm.
"Okay but we need to focus on Greyeye, He'll be here tomorrow...be careful with that old Orc" He warned me at the end of his sentence.
I take a bite off my Broth while saying "I know".
"Your plans for her?" Dabok asks with a somewhat l.e.w.d smile and I was shocked, this was the first time I'm seeing him with such an expression. 'Haaa he's an Orc after all' I silently consoled myself as a loud laughter escaped my lips, attracting everyones attention, soon they all joined me.
"Hmph!" Dabok snorted in mock anger before saying slowly, "You've grown".
"..."
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Cullbeg kingdom
Rosenvug City,
Zonfid East district,
43 Sonia Ozil street,
Helene Caronte (Simon Weiss) POV,
With a long cream regal dress sitting on a chair in a dark corner. I bowed my head and prayed in a nervous voice,
"Almighty Malphos"
"He who lays behind the veil"
"I pray for your attention.
"I pray for you to listen."
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"Speak Vermin" a hoarse voice bounced around in my head.
"The young Lord of the Zonfid house has returned from the borders and I have succeeded in gaining his in..."
"I am not interested in your daily activities Simon, no I should say Helene..."I could hear his contempt, "What I want to know is, when shall it be done".
"In two months..."
"Don't forget, it's almost time for the competition for the glorious sun... You would do well to have the Zonfid house in our pockets before then, you made the right choice with this body...at least, it's better than the one you had 80 years ago."
"I will not fail...I will do my best to hasten your resurrection, Lord Malphos".
"Of course, you have to be quick, it won't be long before the Date Weaver and that back stabber Ragol, begin making big moves and Once the keeper of souls falls, It will make things easier...I will be the one to snatch her authority, Ragol will regret double crossing me!!" The fallen God Malphos roared and I couldn't help vomiting blood, immediately the connection was gone once again.
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Once I was done cleaning myself, I looked at the flesh eating Grimoire before s.u.c.k.i.n.g it back into my body.
Standing before the door, I took a deep breath, extended my right hand which was covered in a white veiled glove, and released the lock with a determined heart.
I followed the streets and headed towards the military barracks. I watched the clueless citizens shuffling around and thought, "I'd rather die than be mediocre once again..."