SSS Ranked Reincarnation: Dark Dragon Legacy Chapter 215: Endless torment

It had beco obvious that Silva had little ti before things started getting serious. The empire had turned their sights on him and was now using so thods to attack him.

It had only been a month since he took over, and their response was well within the specified ti fra that he had set.

He estimated that simple attacks and probings would start in months, but it would take at least a year before a real movent was made.

But with the way Silva was reacting to all their attacks, he was shortening the ti, and he had a very good reason for that.

The latest ssage from Ophelia said that he had to check sothing in the empire, and that was what he had to do imdiately after he established his kingdom.

His plan was simple: use the Dark Dragon kingdom as a distraction, pulling the attention of the empire and the holy kingdom towards the kingdom.

He would create such a nace in their back that they would have little to no ti for so little things, and the real Silva would be hidden in those little things.

He would be slowly infiltrating the empire and finding out their secrets one by one, hoping that Ophelia would guide him to complete the task as she wanted.

It would be generally hard for him to do this normally, and he would have to pull all the stops on a normal day to gather the information he needed.

But if there was a big enough distraction that no one could ignore, it would create a banner that Silva could run under and dig for the information he needed.

But this would an he had to do certain things for this to work. One, he had to be the ruler of Dark Dragon, the powerful demon king terrorizing the empire and the holy kingdom.

And second, he had to be an unknown spy. He could take on the role of an adventurer that would start his journey in the empire and start digging for information.

He would let his growth be outstanding, and he would begin to draw attention and create connections that would allow him to get the information he needed.

With Silva's strength and resources, it was a question why he didn't just barge in, start a war with the empire, and use brute force to get what he wanted.

But by a general consensus of all his minds, it was ruled out as a stupid idea. He didn't know the full strength of the empire; if he moved against them, he didn't know what to expect.

Also, there was the holy kingdom, and he heavily doubted that they would let the empire go down by the hands of a demon king.

Also, his job was to investigate what was happening while waiting for Ophelia to tell him what to do next; there was no place where he was supposed to start attacking.

In general, he had to do this carefully and not stupidly. He wasn't the strongest yet; he couldn't do whatever he wanted at any ti.

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The day after the birthday, Silva had a few things to handle, and the first on his list was the king of Aragon.

After they removed the vines from his body, they healed him up and locked him up for the night, allowing him to sleep on the cold floor with the rats.

Silva walked into the throne room, where all four guardians were already stationed: Drake, Lily, Zack, and Kratos.

Silva sat on the throne and waited. After so seconds, the doors opened, and an ogre walked in while dragging Ezra behind him.

The ogre threw Ezra at the feet of Silva, bowed, and then walked away from the throne room.

Silva looked at Ezra, who refused to raise his head, and then he smiled and spoke.

"Smart move yesterday, a really great move to actually try to kill on my birthday," Silva said.

"I'm sorry, Master. I swear on my life that I'll never repeat it," Ezra said while trying to get closer and grovel, but Kratos used his tail and slamd Ezra back.

"Don't ever get close to Master at all, you filthy creature," Kratos said, his face filled with genuine disgust.

"Ezra, what makes you think that your life is worth anything anymore? Do you feel like I want to leave you alive?

You should know by now that I am really not one to take things lightly. I have always looked at you as nothing but a rat that I could kill at any ti.

But do you know what I see now? A worm. A useless worm. I gave you sothing that the empire couldn't: I gave you developnt, I gave your people happiness.

Anities and developnt—all this was yours to keep and enjoy, but your greed, your greed stopped you from seeing the bright light, and you went after sothing fake.

Then again, I am no hero, I am no helper; I only do things for my benefit. But you are the first person I didn't really have much benefit from, yet I helped you, and you broke that trust.

But rejoice, because I will not be killing you. That would be too easy an escape for you, so I have sothing better."

Silva got up from his throne and walked towards Ezra.

"I will restructure the bind I have on you, and I'll make you suffer. A constant screaming voice in your head telling you to obey .

And whenever you even think of disobeying , the voice will get ten tis louder and faster. I also wanted to make sure that you never get used to the voice, so I have every shout stand on a different frequency, vastly different from the last one.

An eternal tornt in your head, and it will follow you until the day you die or kill yourself."

Silva placed his hand on the head of Ezra. A small tendril of darkness passed from Silva into Ezra, causing Ezra to pass out imdiately after.