Burn My Dread
A manatech-based dragoon glaive created using [Geisenlarg Queen] and [Sunfang Dragon] materials, supported by the enchanted bark of a [Stonewood Treant Guardian] and voldunna ore. As the blood and flas of a [Sunfang Dragon] were used during the slting process, this spear exudes a natural heat as if it was a miniature sun core. The [Dragonkin Blacksmith Technique] used to create this weapon causes the weapon to only show its full potential in the hands of its true owner.
Dragonkin: [Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]
Attack Power: 2281
Skill: [Mana Conductor Lv. 8] [Mana Efficiency Lv. 6] [True Spear Mastery Lv. 1] [Increased Weight Lv. 5] [All Damage Enhancent Lv. 1] [Herculean Power Lv. 1] [Speed of Sound Lv. 1] [Superior Aerial Fighter Lv. 1] [Mid-Air Maneuvering Lv. 8] [Minds Eye Lv. 1] [Durability Loss Reduction Lv. 10] [Explosion Pressure Nullification] [Fla Core Aura] [Dragonkin Ownership]
Runes: [Utility Rune: Guided Projectile] [Defense Rune: Scale-Dust Barrier] [Passive Rune: Clean Blade] [Passive Rune: Mana Drain] [Passive Rune: Stamina Beast] [Passive Rune: Crimson Cloak] [Attack Rune: Triple Attack]
Heart of the Volcano Catalyst
An alchemical orb created using the volcanic heart of a Volcano Furnace Volchark. If mana is registered to this catalyst, it will levitate and float around the owner using stored mana. An aura is emitted from this catalyst, reducing any fire or lava elent damage by 50% against the owner. This reduced damage will be turned into Health for the owner. Significantly reduces Health, Mana, or Stamina cost of any fire elental attacks and its compound elents.
Owner: [Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]
Skill: [Resource Efficiency Lv. 8] [Magic Power Enhancent Lv. 8] [Chant Revocation Lv. 10] [Fla Furnace Aura] [Cast Activation Speed Increase Lv. 7] [Inferno Amp] [Lava Amp] [Artillery Spell Enhancent Lv. 1] [Explosion Spell Enhancent Lv. 1]
Enchantnts: [Fla Accumulation] [Heat-Mana Transmutation]
A trail of crimson flas flowed from my glaive as I slash down at Charleslyt, forcing him to block my blow with his shield. The impact of the blow caused his shield to glow brighter for so reason, prompting to use the second part of [Spark Crescent], a combo with an upward slash of my tail to back away.
My combination glaive and tail attack caused the shield to glow even brighter before it shot forth a ball of light as a counterattack. I activated my catalyst, and one rune on my glaive glowed bright red [Defense Rune: Scale-Dust Barrier] congregating the flas inside the glave to form a shield that blocked the attack in front of .
A shield that counters the more you hit it, huh? That is one enchantnt out of three for the shield.
Once the flas returned back into my glaive, I had my parallel minds cast two [Banishnt Beam]s at Charleslyt, keeping him from going on the offensive. Using [Continuous Cast] on them, I had them shoot as long as possible, allowing the freedom to dart behind the paladin through flight.
Gale Steps.
By combining [Gale Steps] with [Air Walk], I managed to dash forwards in the air in the blink of an eye, throwing another slash at Charleslyt from behind.
Grgh!
He managed to block the attack with his sword. To continue my montum, I chained my attacks, using the moves I copied from Yorshka and trained to form my Nordor Style.
With Charleslyt having to shield himself against the [Banishnt Beam] while I was constantly attacking him from the side, I was pushing him even closer to my beam spells, until he finally decided on a new course of action. He used his taller stature to give his attacks more leverage, pushing back a hair and giving himself the ti to dig his shield into the ground and activate another one of its enchantnts.
A mana barrier similar to [Defensive Rune: Auracoil] materialized around the shield, only that it had the sa color as my [Sanctuary]. Now that he was protected from the beams, he turned to face full on while double-handing his bastard sword. In pure weapon mastery, he had beat, and through that advantage he was able to ward off my remaining attacks.
Your strikes are powerful, My Lady, but you lack experience with your spear! My sword arm was trained with our Kingdoms knights and the Knights of the Goddess! Charleslyt stated with a proud smile as his sword glowed up again. Holy Slash!
[Foresight] warned an attack was coming, although it wasnt enough of a threat to dodge it. Still, I used [Wind Blast] to create so distance between Charleslyt and .
In the next second, an ani-like light cleave shot out of his sword, completely missing and hitting the arenas wall. Briefly, I was able to see the flicker of so mana field.
So the field also protects anything from leaving the arena, huh? Is it similar to the barrier the mage guild uses for their training field? The audience shouldnt be in danger if I go a bit wilder.
My Lady, that is quite the interesting armor you have there. I had thought you had co to fight in that skirt, Charleslyt bantered.
Of course, not. With my fighting style, having an upskirt accident is always a worry if I dont create my own armor, right?
[Panzer] wasnt only there to provide a layer of defense to support [Draconic Barrier], but it also covered up my skirt and underwear. Flying could lead to so embarrassing problem and I didnt want that. Naturally, the obsidian wasnt poisonous this ti, I didnt want to win this battle through [Corrosive Fire]s toxin.
Haha, that is true, My Lady. I envy your ability to fly. Hmm, you know, your amulet doesn't match the dark purple of the armor despite how spectacular the latter looks on your alone. He pointed at the amulet of Aurena I had on, one of the few things which couldnt be covered up by the armor. As a paladin of Goddess Aurena, your armor should be bright white like the beauty of the Goddess and her knights. You look like a warrior of the Dark God right now.
Oh really? Im pretty sure God Kargrxymor would appreciate that thought, I gave Kramps so snark. After all, if I had hatched properly, I shouldve had black scales like his.
White flas erupted from underneath my scales. So shot out from my armor while others activated the rocket boost on my wings, although I kept myself from flying off with [Tailwind]. I snapped my fingers, dispelling the two light beam spells.
I gave him a Still not impressed? look before saying, The crowd is excited. Lets continue, Lord Charleslyt. I settled back into the stance Yorshka and Farron taught .
I apologize once again for my rudeness. He picked up his shield before his sword shone again. I will make this battle quick! Gale Steps!
Charleslyt charged forward with his shield, aiming to knock off balance with the hit. I, however, let my rocket boosters shoot myself up into the air as I conjured up a large [Scorching Sun] and sent it crashing onto Charleslyt. As it exploded onto his shield, I could hear him groan before I had to dodge away from the incoming counterattack from his shields enchantnt.
Woooo, Lord Charleslyt! Not even fire magic can take him on! Go, Lord Charleslyt!
Co on, more action! Woooo, this was so worth begging my boss to give the day off!
Superior fire magic slamd against Lord Charleslyts shield but not even a scratch can be seen on his shining silver shield! This match is heating up, everybody!
Wow, imagine all that excitent after he tried to end it quickly only to end up countered.
The crowd was naturally excited from how the fight began like a ping-pong of attacks. I personally wanted to hear how the top nobles were speaking, but it was impossible through all the announcers comntary and the crowds shouts.
When I first entered the arena, I did see the seven dukes and a few other acquaintances sitting with the other nobles. I also saw my party mbers sitting with Ellaines parents, cheering for . I couldnt disappoint them.
In the sky again, I activated [Dragoon Dive] and [Wind Blast] while standing in the air, shooting myself like a bullet at Charleslyt. Seeing he would block my next attack, I used my rocket boosters to swerve around to his back, slamming my glaive to his side. He managed to block it with his sword, but the weight of my spear staggered him. This was why I wanted my spear to be heavier, not lighter. With my Strength, I could handle it.
Instead of chaining lee strikes and repeating what I did before, I materialized [Terra Wall] and [Bedrock Blades] to push Charleslyt back, disorienting him. I backed off, cast [Rumbling Might] to create a miniature earthquake to unbalance him, baiting him into showing off more of his skills and enchantnts.
I could use [Mana Eyes], yes, but that wouldnt be a challenge now, right? I had to train my observational skills as well.
As he slowly took damage from the giant rock blades, the crowd let out a loud gasp. Noticing the audiences cheers were dying down as they looked at him pitifully, Charleslyt clicked his tongue before his sword began to grow in size through white mana, smashing the rock blades around him, reigniting the excitent of the audience.
First enchantnt on the sword.
As he was about to unleash this light blade at , a sudden fla bolt crashed against his shoulder plate, denting it and interrupting his attack. As he was about to say What? in disbelief, an explosion erupted from his shoulder, knocking him onto his back.
As they saw this, the audience turned silent at what happened only to turn their eyes from Charleslyt, who was healing himself with [Moderate Heal], to . There were no traces of a spells magic circle, all they saw was that I was aiming the tip of my glaive at Charleslyt.
Gahahaha, yes! Show the world our creation, lass! Let everybody see it, let everybody see it! Gahaha! See this Bleidla! Your fears are now realized through ! Grimnir shouted and laughed maniacally, attracting lots of attention, especially from the nobles. Ellaine tried to stop him but to no avail.
Jeez, was he always this, well, passionate? I guess going against a god demands you be a bit crazy.
Now, why did Grimnir have such a huge reaction to my attack? Well, aside from the fact that his weapon was working well in combat after all the testing, the second reason was that this weapon was a chanical weapon a weapon made with the help of a blacksmith and artificer.
I twirled my glaive and activated my catalysts first enchantnt [Fla Accumulation] to absorb so fire. In this case, my scale-dust counted as such. As the fire inside my glaive raged on as my catalyst was refueling itself with scale-dust, its second enchantnt [Fire-Mana Transmutation] was keeping the weapon from overheating by turning fire and heat into mana for
As Charleslyt stood up, he raised his shield instinctively as the sound of a sizzling fla shot through the air and smashed against it, exploding a few seconds after the hit. With every additional shot, the recoil I felt coming from my glaive began to remind of my air rifle.
In fact, that was an inspiration for my weapon. My glaive was also a rifle, a rifle which could shoot out a concentrated balls of scale-dust. [Fla Accumulation] gathered the fla around the catalyst, [Utility Rune: Guided Projectile] not only affected spells cast through my catalyst but also every bullet.
I could send my scale-dust flying out with [Aerokinesis] but it wouldnt be as accurate. This was my solution to the problem. It was like shooting out a grenade with a gun a grenade launcher. It was my continued plan to weaponize my scale-dust even further!
And I planned to abuse it like mad.
Dammit! Enough! Charleslyt shouted as the light barrier appeared once again around his shield, giving him a chance to shoot out a spear of light with his sword.
The flas on my glaive turned white as I parried the spear of light away before throwing my glaive at Charleslyt. The weapon crashed against the barrier and it bounced back even as I dashed forward with [Gale Steps], closing in the distance between us.
Instead of grabbing my glaive, I used my catalysts ability to float and had one of my parallel minds control it remotely similar to how Tasianna controlled her floating ice blades. Flas erupted from my claws and tails as I used them to attack Charleslyt while attacking his blind spots with my floating glaive.
While Charleslyts skill with the sword was superior to my skill with the spear, I was faster and more used to changing my fighting style. My white flas and his light blades clashed as we brawled with each other. Life was brought back into the arena with a rumbling roar, following the explosive duel between the two of us.
Ah, I see. There is a mistake, oh, gotta patch that footwork up. If I had tid that better, no, angling it to the side would have been better. Damn, missed a window there. Oh, there, nice!
I was like a flurry of steel and fire. I would transition from brawling to using my glaive whenever I could, using my dexterity to switch from one fighting style to the next. I jumped, dashed, sorsaulted; I did everything to continue practicing my footwork while delivering attacks when I could.
Charleslyt was thankfully quite skilled. Unfortunately for him, it made him a great sparring partner. I could only spar with Ellaine, Arcanuess Helvas, and Saori so often until I rembered their moves and habits. Charleslyt, though, was probably the first paladin-like fighter I dueled. It was a great opportunity to continue polishing my glaivemanship.
Honestly, training with the glaive was similar to dancing for . I wasnt talented when I started out, I had to learn proper movents and footwork, and the advanced stuff required knowing the foundation. I was nostalgic. Fulfilling even, when I created [Spark Crescent].
Spark Crescent!
Grrk! Gak! I broke through his defensive stance and landed a roundhouse kick to his stomach. A suppressed one, of course. I didnt want to kill him or break his armor. Just imagine if he sued for vandalism, ha!
Damnit!
Cursing during this scuffle, Charleslyt began shooting out multiple light slashes from mid range and using what was probably his swords second enhancent to create massive blades of light to co raining down on .
Playing like that, huh? Unheilige Engel!
A brown magic circle appeared behind as purple flas flared up until it hardened up into a pair of obsidian wings. These wings countered the blows as my [Halo of Consecration] sent out a wave of white flas to banish them.
With knowing four of his enchantnts now, it was far easier to avoid his attacks. First, dont hit the shield, otherwise it retaliates. Second, it can conjure a barrier of light. Third, his sword could grow and attack with holy mana. Fourth, he can form these mana projectiles into blades to attack people remotely.
Unlike runes, enchantnts were restricted to, at most, three since adding any more would cause them to interfere with each other and explode. As compensation, the enchantnts were allowed to be more creative. It had the freedom of creation of custom spell, but, if not created properly, the enchantnt could just blow up in your face since they have a lower chance of success than rune smithing.
And thanks to this restriction, it was just a matter of figuring out what all three of the enchantnts were so you could form counters against them. That was why my enchantnts were kept simple and flexible, as I was the real weapon here and only needed tools to cover up my weaknesses.
Hmm? My senses were better than his. The longer we fought, the more his moves looked sluggish to . Was this turning into easy mode?
Gagk! After a long enough clash, I was able to clearly see a perfect line of attack. Slipping my glaive through his guard like a snake, I drew quite a bit of blood from one of the few unprotected spots on his leg armor behind his knee cops.
As he fell onto one knee, I comboed into a smack from my shaft to his head, knocking him down for a mont.
Damn you! I must win! I-I will win!
Before I could deal another attack, his shield glowed and revealed the last enchantnt on his shield. A blast of holy mana, which sowhat similar to my [Dreadflare Aure] but in holy mana of the purest white, sent flying back.
Proficiency requirent fulfilled. [Sacred Resistance Lv. 1] evolved into [Sacred Resistance Lv. 2]
I recovered quickly with white flas healing and my wings preventing from ragdolling too far away from Charleslyt. As my glaive ca flying back into my hand, the paladin stood up, holding his sword with both hands before holding it up into the sky.
The light of the Goddess is my shield! The Goddesss holiness is the sword to cleave through the darkness! Holy mana congregated on his sword as a giant white magic circle appeared above . As he continued his chant, a giant sword materialized. Heavens Sword! Purifying Greatsword!
It was a double attack. The giant blade shot down from the sky at while his bastard sword grew in size, to the point I had to question if he was compensating for sothing. Both blades thrust at , making question if this was a show match or not.
I was holding back heavily, like incredibly heavily, but now Charleslyt was going all out? If I was a normal combatant, wouldnt this be like shooting out your finishing move against a newbie?
Then again, he looked pretty desperate.
Gloria Ascendence.
It only took one spell, granted, it was a level seven spell of an advanced magic skill, but it still only took one spell to block both of these attacks completely. The audience gasped as they saw just flying in place, taking both attacks head-on. The cheers Charleslyt had previously were replaced by cries of anguish at my disappearing figure.
So it was a bit anticlimactic that I was literally unhard. The two supposedly devastating attacks were nullified by my barrier, turning all the damage into Health.
Usually, I probably would be pretty peeved at the fact Charleslyt just went all-out like that, but at the sa ti, I was the one who asked for the mana suppression field to be turned off. I had no right to complain. In fact, my thoughts were more occupied by Charleslyts words than the fact he launched two large-scale mana attacks while trying to kill here.
I will win, he said. I knew he wanted to prove himself to sobody, but he sounded extrely whiny about it later on. Not in an annoying way, but more like the I must win or its over kinda attitude.
To be honest, I did co into this battle wanting to kick Charleslyt down a peg, since I heard from Ellaine that he tried to persuade Alia into marrying him solely because he wanted to take over her grandfathers company. It didnt sit right with Ellaine, so I didnt like it either. I also hated the fact he and the cardinal wanted to use as his promotional tool.
But now that I had a week to think it over, wasnt I being too petty? What kinda attitude is that for sobody striving to be an ideal idol? I shouldnt let people run over like a doormat, they wouldnt respect if I allowed it, but I should not act like a bully.
Instead, forgive and forget. If they werent outright atrocious like Hamil, then they werent on my shitlist, and Charleslyt only acted like a cliched noble. Pompous and pampered, believing the world belonged to him. Sure, there were the rumors about him being mixed in with criminals from Shaturein, but it might just be from his shitty companions. Although, where he t them is worth questioning.
Still, all this negativity isnt good for a person. In a world filled with pessimism and problems, shouldnt I at least know how to act optimistic? I should do my best to do exactly what I imagined an idol should do. Bring hope to them through my songs and actions. Bring them a smile in their ti of despair.
Im an idol.
I-I- Uhm, as everybody can see, Lord Charleslyt just unleashed two massive, devastating attacks on the challenge issuer! The blades of light crashed against Miss Hestia, pulverizing everything after contact! The light might be gone now but all we can see is dust and smoke
D-Did Lord Charleslyt just commit murder?
N-No, that cant be right? I an, this-this was a match. Yes! A duel, right? A-Accidents happen?
H-Hey, what the hell was that? Wait, did he just You bastard mana blood! You fucking murdered the priestess who reattached my fathers leg!
We havent had a death in the arena for years! Dammit, why did Hestia ask for the barrier to be taken down! C rank versus B rank. Urg, stupid arrogance of the youth
Is that really what everybody is saying?! No more cheers, only shouts of complaints at Charleslyt. Hold on, where is he?
Through [Detection Sensor], I found the signal closest to , which had to be Charleslyt, slowly walking backwards. I couldnt hear his voice at all, even if I concentrated through all the roars of anger of the audience. I felt pretty happy that so many strangers were speaking up for , but I was starting to feel bad since nothing happened to .
I should probably co ou
Silence! It wasnt the voice of the king, but one of his right-hand n. I think it was Armado Lifcio, the burly general type guy. All of you are in the presence of His Majesty, King Drangleic! Idiotic! Aristocrats or common folk, none has the right to interrupt His Majestys entertainnt when it hasnt finished yet!
The cries of anger died down, now replaced by bafflent and confusion
which only lasted for a couple of seconds.
[Music Resonation (Minor)] inflicted on [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]
For music began to play through [Aerokinesis].
Is this not the day, are you feeling down?
Wanna smile so much, but cant lift up the frown
Is the world so bleak, all is going wrong
Like a raging stream, dragged through it all along
Do you ever want to break apart that wall?
But every try rings hollow, and all thats left is emptiness
But let tell you this, you gotta raise your head
Cause there is more to life
The dust was blasted away with wind magic, revealing in the center using my glaive as a microphone. [Panzer] was gone, I was in my normal outfit. The twin heads of my glaive retracted lower down the shaft, letting bring my catalyst closer to my mouth without obstructing my face.
Technically, I didnt have to treat it as a mike. I could use [Aerokinesis] to do that job, but I just liked holding it like this. If I wasnt in such a hurry due to this match, the enchanter probably would have had enough ti to apply the last enchantnt I wanted. He managed to give Saori her three, so it was a sha.
As there will be a chance to shine
It will appear
So grab it tight!
Your great light of hope!
Charleslyt looked mortified. He had dropped his sword and shield for so reason and was staring at as if he had seen a ghost. The audience also was baffled at how I was unhard, singing for so reason after everything that happened. There was barely any cheering, it was a tough crowd.
Woooooo! Hestia, you go!
But out of nowhere, six people in the noble section began clapping, cheering for to catch everybodys attention. It was Saori, Tasianna, Grimnir, Ellaine and her parents. This action caught onto a few others, which included mbers of House Morgiana, House Greenveil, Severa and Antonio Moreschi, and lastly Eshe.
Like a snowball effect, as these people began clapping, so did the other nobles, and eventually also the commoners. Silence was pushed back, and the loud cheers of the arena returned, only this ti, it wasnt one demanding action and conflict.
Cause youre the center of your story
Dont let others say its not
Aim your sight up, up, up
You gotta let yourself shine, shine, shine
Cause youre the center of your story
Burst into a thousand colors
Leave them all to gasp, gasp, gasp
So rise up to be your own star, star, star
I cast [Terra Wall], creating an impromptu stage for before I raised my glaive up and shot up a scale-dust bullet. It crashed against the mana field, exploding into a crimson flower. I shot three more bullets, each exploding into crimson, white, and purple flowers each.
The second function of this new rifle mode fireworks. I lowered the impact of these bullets to the point they wouldnt harm anybody if they accidentally did hit sobody, but it also ant they were so weak that they couldnt break the mana field around the arenas battlefield.
178 humans and beastn have beco your fans
Total fan count updated. Total fans of [Young Sunfang Dragon, Hestia Atsuko Kargryxmor]:2778
Cause youre the center of your story
Dont let others say itsacknowledgnt sight up, up, up
You gotta let yourself shine, shine, shine
Cause youre the center of your story
Burst into a thousand colors
Leave them all to gasp, gasp, gasp
So rise up to be your own star, star, star
After I continued onto the second chorus, I reached out my hand to Charleslyt with a smile. In my opinion, this fight was already over. I saw everything Charleslyt had and he should know I was too strong to defeat right now. If Aurena wanted to make him a champion candidate, this would have to be enough for his CV.
I wanted to end this match now. It also would act as a good PR move for him and , no? I was able to show the church and nobility of my strength. Yes, if I had unleashed everything, like using my dragon abilities more I probably would have crushed Charleslyt, beating any chance of him becoming a respectable church representative ever again.
But I wasnt petty. I was the better person in this argunt. We should act maturely about this.
And I wanted to show him this with this song. I dunno what caused him to want this match so much, but I wanted him to know that there were other options to his goal than to act so much like an aristocrat.
But, it didnt work like that.
When our eyes t, Charleslyts expression was still the sa terrified one I saw before. Without grabbing his sword and shield, he ran out of the arena, effectively forfeiting the match. As such, since he forfeited, I won. I guess I defeated him morally?
Regardless, the match was over and I t up with the others. Grimnir kept throwing questions at , trying to get feedback on the glaive. He did see use the weapon when we went dungeon diving in Griffonpeaks dungeon, but he never saw the functions Ellaine added to it the gun and mike mode.
It was Grimnirs second gun creation. He had to rely on Ellaine to create it with his instructions, but he was proud of it as he made it himself. It was just unfortunate that guns are sohow not supported by the Divine System. We could bla Bleidla for that.
Lady Hestia, that was a wonderful match. A bit short, sadly, but entertaining nonetheless. As for your reward, would you have ti tomorrow?
There was no need for to et the Griffon king, but I also had no reason to not et up with him. It was decided.
After I had so talks with the nobles, who now had a newfound respect for , openly calling idol as if I was so mighty magician or sothing. I think they still cant accept as just an entertainer, but my Peolyncian definition of an idol was a hybrid of a saintess and champion, so I had to accept it.
When I asked where Duke Equevanna was, I was told he left early with Charleslyts sword and shield. It seed he wanted to return it.
Well, I hope it works out. They did not have a good relationship when I t them at the church.
Before we left, I walked over to Eshe and handed her a pair of [Room] runes. This is a pocket dinsion created using space-ti magic. My party is planning to delve into the Griffonpeak dungeon to train after we et the Griffon king. Weve been neglecting it. If you need anything, you can co in. Sir Alikar and Da and Anivh are allowed to, as well. So are the kids and caretakers.
Lady Hestia, there is no need. I et you often enough.
Ah, dont be like that, Lady Eshe. You can return it before you have to return to the Empire, but until then, keep it. Oh yeah, the subspace cant be entered by anybody without my permission, so dont worry about weird people coming in. Alright, see you, Lady Eshe!
Yes, may the Goddess bless you, Lady Hestia.
That was actually a lie.
Aurora wasnt going to the Griffonpeak dungeon. We were actually going to finally confront the danger inside the city. After a week of waiting, Muraina managed to get so information from that lady information broker in Shaturein, Lady Grengar, one of the undercitys pillars.
King Drangleic had also sent a letter that his spies had finished their investigation on the demonkin posing as one of the lycerepthors. Our eting to discuss this seed to be scheduled for tomorrow, with the Griffon king.
As such, due to the danger, I had to make sure Eshe has a way out of danger in case the worse happened. I also gave Ellaines parents a pair, just in case, aning our party only had one pair for our own use. Grimnir just hadnt had ti to create another one after all the work he put into my glaive.
In any case, the ti to sit down and wait was over. It was ti to bring the fight to that demonkin and uproot the citys biggest threat right now.
Dammit!
A sword and shield crashed against the ground, reverbing tal sounds throughout this nobles room. In his silver-gold armor, the young green-haired man began punching on the wall, creating a visible hole in it. He unleashed his anger at the furniture in his bedroom, destroying everything he could get his hands on.
Once all the pent-up anger was out of his system, exhaustion caught up to him and the man fell onto the ground. No tears flowed down his cheek, only a large red flush could be seen on his cheek. One caused by a slap or punch.
Blast them all! Blast all of them! Dammit why
This man was Charleslyt.
Nothing I do ever garners their appreciation. Father. Mother. What makes my brother better than ? What am I lacking?
But there was little ti for the young man to wallow in his sadness as he jumped onto his feet. He suddenly felt sothing sinister approaching him. A knock from the door and Charleslyt grabbed his church-enchanted sword and shield.
He readied himself, wary of the intruders that had sohow made it into his house despite his guards and party mbers. People he had hired to help him achieve his dream. rcenaries that were recomnded to him by none other than Cardinal Bennard, a person he considered more his father than Duke Equevanna.
Lord Charleslyt, we only wish to talk. Cardinal Bennard sent us.
The Cardinal?
As if it was the special word, Charleslyts guard dropped slightly. The sinister aura could still be felt from behind the door, but the young man slowly inched towards it. When he opened it, he imdiately noticed one of them a lycerepthor.
But what surprised him more was the yellow-skinned man standing next to him. Two horns adorned his head while a thin tail flowed out from his pants. Aside from the ominous feeling Charleslyt felt from him, there was a certain charisma that drew him towards this man, no, demonkin.
Lord Charleslyt, we are allies of Cardinal Bennard. He had inford us that sothing had happened at the arena today and that you needed sobody to, well, improve your mood, the lycerepthor explained his visit. Charleslyt recognized this man but his gut told him to not ntion the mans na.
Improve my mood? Charleslyts eyes did not sway away from the yellow-skinned demonkin. I would have preferred it if it were won.
Oh? My apologies, let correct that oversight; a mont, please. I face the original sin The lycerepthor chanted a strange incantation as black tentacles burst from his skin, morphing flesh and skin into the appearance of a young female with green hair and lilac highlights. Is this form more to your liking?
L-Lady Alia?! Charleslyt exclaid, stepping further back after the eldritch transformation.
No, I am not that girl. But this is the person you seed to have taken a fancy to, correct? I thought it would be better to speak with you in this form.
N-No, I do not have anybody I like. Preposterous. I am Charleslyt Equevanna. Noble ladies swarm to all the ti, why would I need s-so half-bloods attention?
Is that really how you feel? Suddenly, the yellow-skinned demonkin spoke, walking into the room to approach Charleslyt, who instinctively raised his blade. Do you have no pride in yourself?
What? The young mans eyes widened.
Can you not live for yourself? Are your actions purely for the satisfaction of others? Why do you not allow yourself what is best for you? The actions you perform, you should have pride in them. Have pride in your strength. Have pride in your efforts. But I sll nothing of that sort on you. All I sense is a child who was given a blade and shield to wield for others.
Nonsense! Charleslyt shouted before slashing at the demonkin with his glowing sword, only for the latter to effortlessly slap it out of his hand. N-No! W-Why?!
Why what? Why are we here? Why am I doing this to you?
W-W-W-Why
Dont speak anymore, just listen to my words, young human. The demonkin grabbed Charleslyts shoulder and began whispering into his ear. Do you seek acknowledgent? Do you wish to finally have the title of the heir? That was rightfully yours?
I-I
Take priiiiiide. A person without pride is nothing but an empty husk, controlled by the puppeteers behind it. Are you an empty husk?
N-No. I dont want to be one.
What is your desire? Tell and I shall grant it to you.
I-I want to
Charleslyt delved into his mories, searching for an answer to this beings question. His brain was telling him to not say anything but at the sa ti, his survival instincts and his heart were telling him otherwise. And then, the words of a young girl appeared.
His heart was swayed.
I want to smile. I want to stop faking it. I want to finally beco sobody happy with myself, to take my own life in my own hands. Away from my familys constant influence.
The demonkin smiled devilishly.
The cardinal should have ordered you to do sothing for him. Hand it over and I shall make sure you will be the hero after everything is over.
Mindlessly, Charleslyt walked over to his desk and pulled out a parchnt. A single sentence was scribbled on it. He handed it over to the demonkin.
The latter smiled again and handed Charleslyt a vial of sickly yellow color. It is a deal, Charleslyt Equevanna.
What is this? He inspected the vial with his [Identify Ring], but it wasnt strong enough to appraise it.
A little pick--up. It will release your inner desires. Make you happy and give you the ability to act on it. Call it an upfront paynt before our business is over. Take it. You will feel so much better, Charleslyt.
And with those words, the two demonkins left the mansion as if they never were there in the first place.
Lord Pride, when do you wish the operation to begin? The fake Alia asked the yellow-skinned demonkin.
As soon as possible. A day inside the city of these humans is more than enough for . How is that little project of yours?
Destroyed, but I have acquired another toy. A toy that will help us plunge this city into chaos, and it is ready to fight whenever.
Good. Praise the Edjurl Gods.
The stage was set.
A note from AbyssRaven
Just a reminder, Hestia is still an idol. She will beat you down when she wants to and in other monts, she will sing for you. Only problem is that she kinda forgot that it would embarrass sobody if you suddenly sing for them, treating them like a non-threat.
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