Chapter 385: The Living Nightmare (1/2)

Avilia made her request, and her gaze narrowed down even further towards the even more jittery, kneeling Rupert.

”Why certainly your highness! It would be my greatest honour to explain absolutely everything...”

He took an extensive gulp followed by a deep breath before continuing.

”After your sacrifice, the war was ended, and both sides were forced to retreat back to where they came. But, as you would assume, the aftermath of the war and your sacrifice caused a far worse, lasting effect on our kind than that of the much more organized angels.”

”Zerker took command after your death as he tried to quell the masses' outrage but it didn't work out too well, so he was forced to sign a treaty to allow him more time to bring demon kind together. But, that only instilled even more outrage in—”

”There is no need to explain that…” Avilia waved. ”Alucard, the vampire lord under Shadar had already explained all of that to me. How society began to devolve back into its barbaric roots after I've left and how Zerker had to take arms against them to keep the people under his thumb. What I need to know is what happened after that… On the day of the attack… And what exactly happened to the book of resurrection and my necklace…”

”U-understood! Apologies my lord!” Rupert shook and nodded vigorously to Avilia's words as he began to recount what truly mattered in her ears.

”On the day of the attack, it seemed like any other day… I woke up and immediately went to do my job in the painting room where I was ordered to draw your majesty for a grand painting for a celebration Zerker had planned to help unite the people. It really was a masterpiece beyond anything I had ever done in my life. And after a decade of work on it, it was finally over…”

”But that was when the sky shattered, like a massive rumbling that shook the very realm itself… Even I could barely stand in its wake, and the castle began to vigorously shake as if it were hit by 100 earthquakes. The painting that I had worked so hard on had collapsed on the floor, and your beauty was absolutely ruined.”

”At first, I assumed that it was one of those old leaders who attacked the castle in protest and retaliation for the celebration Zerker had planned. However, that was far from the truth.”

”When the ground stood still again, I left the room in outrage. But that outrage was then replaced with concern. Screams… No, they were more like shrieks that echoed throughout the castle hallways, ones that bore a great amount of pain.”

”A message was immediately sent to everyone within the castle that we were under attack by masked figures of all sizes raiding not only the castle but the entire capital for as far as the eye could see…”