Chapter 85: Chapter 84: Clash, Part III (1/2)
Chapter 85: Chapter 84: Clash, Part III
I was standing quite a distance from Shin, but I could see her tremble.
The first time I saw Rameha was at the restaurant in Cairo. He was the first to speak to me, before Shin and Ebonene. He always there with the Myth Guild's officers and the leader of the powerful Assault Team 1.
”You treacherous bastard!” Edwifu swore. His face was red with anger. ”You…you…how could you! Your grandfather swore his family's service to Shin and her family! How could you do this to her, after all that she has done for you?!”
Rameha turned around. ”She and her family have done nothing for me. My family has always been in the service of the Um Clan. My grandfather joined her family to spy. Frankly, it was hellish serving under her detestable family. So you tell me, how could I not?”
”You knave!” Ebonene roared. It was the loudest I'd heard him speak since the few times I met him. ”Stop flapping that filthy mouth of yours, before I sew it shut!”
”You were my biggest obstacle, to be honest. If it weren't for you, we could have had our kingdom before the Otadolon stage,” Rameha replied, without so much as batting an eye.
The Blood Prince burst out laughing. ”It's quite amusing to see you lose all hope!”
Shin was still trembling. I couldn't see her face from back here, but I could imagine what sort of expression she had. Ebonene quickly went to her side.
”Are you all right?”
”I'm…I'm fine.” She was obviously not fine at all. ”Rameha! Was…was this the reason you joined?”
”You're too naïve, Shin. Your forefathers were far more fearsome and competent than you. My father, his father, and his father's father could never have hoped to bare their fangs against your family. But the chance came when you took over as head when the world changed. You made this all possible!” Rameha then turned to face his team. ”Surrender yourselves to the Blood Federation! To Um-nefer!”
The opposing sides of the guild battle were already determined. Team-killing and switching teams were not allowed. There was only way out of the battle; surrender. However, the opposing side's guild master had to accept the surrender for it to work.
”We surrender ourselves to the Blood Federation!” the 1500 soldiers cried out in unison.
The Blood Prince cackled. ”I gladly accept your surrender!”
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[1,501 members of the Myth Guild have surrendered.
Um-nefer, guild master of the Blood Federation has accepted the surrender.
All those who have surrendered will be transported outside of the Battlefield in 10 seconds.
10, 9, 8…]
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”You traitor!”
”Burn in hell!”
”Curse you!”
Devas of the Myth Guild began swearing at the traitors, but the insults fell on deaf ears.
When the countdown reached 3, Rameha turned to Shin. ”I pray the spirit of Egypt stays with you. If you can…” He disappeared before he could finish.
At that moment, a man stepped forward from the Myth Guild's ranks.
”I have something to ask of you?”
”Aren't you the vice-master of Fate?”
”I am.”
The Blood Prince laughed. ”Where's your guild master, that the vice-master has to come to me instead?”
”The guild master has decided not to participate.”
”Of course not! Tell your guild master that I'll find out who they are and kill them multiple times.”
”Unfortunately, I don't know who my guild master. I just know that the master is a deity.”
”Whatever! What do you want to ask?”
”Would you accept my and Fate's surrender?”
”What?” The Blood Prince was taken aback by the question.
”My guild master told me that something like this would happen and told me to surrender if it did, that you'd probably accept it.”
The Blood Prince cackled. ”The name, Fate, is wasted on you!”
”I care more about the lives of my men than a name. I'd rather not let them incur a death penalty than to stay in a losing battle.”
”Vice-master!” A few of Fate's members cried out. ”What are you saying? Our target is right in front of us!”
”Quiet, all of you! Our goal is to protect devas and mortals from deities, but how can we help if we become too weak to protect ourselves? We must choose our battles wisely to save our strength. I can't risk all 500 of you!”
”That's cowardly.”
”He's right. We're here to stop the Blood Prince. We can't just turn back just because it doesn't look like it's in our favor anymore!”
”We still outnumber them! We may still have a chance.”
”No, we don't. All that are left are the ones that just fought. Do you actually think 3,000 exhausted soldiers have a chance against fresh soldiers and seven deities?”
”...”
”Everything went wrong since the beginning. We didn't catch on to the Blood Prince's plan and ended up stuck in his flytrap. Don't say anymore. This comes from the guild master, not just me.” He then turned back to the Blood Prince. ”It's up to you now. What do you say?”
The Blood Prince cackled again. ”Good, good! I just need to win the battle by any means necessary. I'll let Fate go.”
”Thank you.” The vice-master of Fate gave a small nod and turned to Shin.
”I'm…” Fate's vice-master hesitated. The Myth Guild had already been screwed over by Rameha and wasn't sure if it was right to apologize. But he knew he had to. ”I'm terribly sorry about this.”
”Is this all that Fate amounts to?! You're an embarrassment to…!” Edwifu bellowed in rage, but was cut off by Shin.
”Stop. That's enough.” She had stopped trembling now. I wasn't sure if she calmed down, or if she gave up.
”I understand completely. Of course you must save your strength to protect more devas and mortals. You have 500 lives relying on you. It's wise to run.”
”I'm sorry.”
”No, it's okay. I pray that Fate can become strong enough to protect devas and mortals from deities like the Blood Prince. Good luck.”
”...” Totally embarrassed, Fate's vice-master didn't say any more. It was true that Fate was fighting for the sake of protecting devas and mortals from deities. The Myth Guild was doing this to protect their legacy from the Blood Prince, which just so happened to include the protection of devas and mortals.
The Myth Guild monopolized its dungeon and put its own members first, but did share its perks with other devas for a small price. It wasn't the best, but it also wasn't the worst. Whatever the case, it didn't deserve this.
He turned to his men. ”Soldiers of Fate, listen up! We're surrendering this battle!”
”I'm afraid I can't do that, sir.” A few Fate members spoke out.
”Neither can I, sir.”
”Those that refuse will be expelled from Fate!”
”That's fine with me, Marco.”
”If that's the case, then I'll leave Fate on my own!”
”Fate was formed to protect devas and mortals from deities. If we're going to run because we're afraid of what will happen to us, how can we call ourselves Fate? Can you promise us that we won't run a second time?”