Chapter 78 - The Ark Of Earl Yan (1/2)

”So, you've come from the Campania's domain?”

”Yes.”

This was the 45th guard at the border of the Teuton domain. The Valkyrie was starting to get pissed at the humans before her. If she had to go through another row of guards once more, she'll be committing a mass genocide very soon.

But at least, these guards were from the underworld society. Any Mage that could recognize her could spell trouble for both parties. If it was normal humans, they might suspect her for terrorism. Well, she could be one if she's not allowed to get through the damned border.

”And what is your purpose of being here?” asked the man once more.

”To pay a visit to an Earl.”

”The Earl's name?”

”Yan.”

”Ma'am, we've already said. There's no such Earl within the domain.”

And finally, before the Valkyrie had decided to seal their fate once and for all, the man himself came.

”What's all the commotion?” asked the Earl.

”Earl!” said the guards, giving a salute towards the tall, dark-skinned man.

The Earl was dressed in a blue suit, with a navy blue tailcoat and an ocean blue vest. His inner shirt was white and his necktie was sky blue. He had a pair of black boots, laced up to his shin. His features would infer that he was only hitting his thirties.

He had a long, golden brown fringe that was combed back. His short hair was kept neatly shaven and his eyes were black. They were on smaller side but the package as a whole painted a formidable picture to anyone that dared to oppose him.

”This woman came from the Campania's domain. Claimed that she wanted to meet an Earl called Yan,” explained one of the guards.

”Yes, so can I please meet him?” asked the frustrated Valkyrie once more.

The Valkyrie sword she had heard a laugh coming out from the man.

”Don't worry, good sirs. I will be taking this stray to my place,” ordered the Earl as he placed a strong grip onto the tired Valkyrie's shoulders.

”Do you need an escort?” asked the guard, once more.

”No need. I've got one of my own. You lot continue to take care of the border, alright?” asked the Earl, walking away with the angered Valkyrie.

As they were out of sight and into the alleyways, the Valkyrie decided to channel all of her anger into one punch. Towards the Earl.

”And why did you not tell them your name?” she asked, as the poor Earl rubbed the bruised part.