Chapter 214 - RECLAIM II (1/2)
FEW DAYS BEFORE
Azief flies toward Krakow Center riding his terrifying Steed of Abigor. The semi skeletal winged horse brings a legion of shadows that darkens the bright skies.
Dark mist swirling under its hooves, the sight send chills to anyone who could see it.
Behind him snow falls from the skies as a woman steps on the air, like she was gliding along the air
On the ground, a hundred men followed the two person on the sky, riding warhorses, trampling the flowers on the ground as they are heading toward the Duke Palace on the Southern Krakow.
The scouts stationed on tall mountains, and those that uses the Sky Ship to scout the area seeing this ghastly procession reported the happening at a rapid pace to the Palace.
They of course recognize the two person leading the hundred men. The Death Monarch and the Snow Princess.
How could they not tremble at the sight of the two great figures of the Weronian War? The scouts were set up along the road that leads to the King Palace.
After the letter was sent to the Palace, the kingdom was in a state of vigilance. The King even send a message to the World Government headquarters asking for assistance.
But with the barrier in place they could only send the message using the Bolt of Transmission. And they did not dare open it in case of a sneak attack by the enemy
The Bolt of Transmission is a special arrow made by the Thunder Monarch, forged from a lightning bolt and could only be sent when there is a catastrophic event in the allied nations of World Government.
The drawback of this type of message is that only the Thunder Monarch could see the message since the Bolt of Transmission would be melded with the sky.
The moment Artur retrieve the Bolt he quickly recorded a voice message into the bolt before he throws it into the sky as the skies thundered for one second.
Then he waited.
Artur thought even though the Death Monarch did send his warning he would not immediately come to his palace.
He was wrong.
Azief immediately march after Frederick ask for his help.
These shocked the King who was trembling on his throne after hearing the report. The ministers and advisors were also shocked with this sudden development.
'What the fuck!' He cursed on his throne, spit coming out of his mouth as he could not hide his anxiousness.
'When did I offend him? Why does he wanted to come here?' He ask, looking at his advisors.
The advisors all look down like they were something interesting on the ground, not daring looking at their King right now.
The advisors of the King all shut up. They too felt suffocated. They all know this is above their capabilities.
Some of them guessed this is because of the bad blood between the Death Monarch and the World Government.
And some of them remembers the rumors of two years ago saying that it was the World Government that tries to assassinate the Death Monarch.
They all believe this is the matters of World Government and the Death Monarch business and they were the victims that was stuck in the middle.
Little did they know that the reason why Azief move against Poland royalty is simply because Frederick asked for his help.
He did not think the implication of what happens if he kills the royalty of Poland that is crowned by the World Government.
He didn't think that will slap the face and degrade the reputation of the World Government in the world.
Does this means Azief did not think that his actions would have far reaching consequence and might pit him against the World Government?
It is not that Azief didn't think about it, but he simply does not care.
To the world the position of the World Government deserve respect and fear. But to Azief…what does a mere organization like that worth in front of his eyes?
He saw a Jotnar that lives for millenniums, powerful beings that could destroy planet with one swish of their sleeves, he saws Asuras and Devas, Demons and Ghost, unexplained beings that roams the vast universe.
What does some organization worth in Azief eyes?
Meanwhile inside the throne room, King Artur is on the verge of a panic attack as he ask one of his General that is inside the throne room
'General Tyrone how is the battle going?' A black man look up as his gaze stares at the King, his eyes was sharp and power exudes from him.
He was six feet six, with muscly body and military style haircut. General Tyrone come from United States of America before the Fall and used to serve under Raymond when Raymond become King.
He then was sent to Poland by the orders of the Quorum and hold a powerful position in Poland.
Tyrone then answer the King to ease his worries
'I have set up a net to delay him until the assistance from Headquarters could come. I have ordered one of the Legion to take part'
'Which Legion?' King Artur asked, his voice slowly regains back that calmness.
'The Black Tiger Legion.' Tyrone said
The King sat back down at his throne and clearly felt a little more relaxed.
The Black Tiger Legion is comprised of elite battalion all of whom in the Orb Condensing with half of them in Energy Disperse Stage Low Realm.
This kind of Legion would make people tremble just by its ferocity.
'Huu' he released his relieved sigh.
He did not want to run. If he runs, the headquarters would surely oust him from the position of king and crown a new king.
In the years since he become King, he made many enemies left and right. Even his countrymen hate him.
Without the protection of the World Government, he would not have a happy ending.
Now, he could only hope that the measures his General has done could delay that calamity until the big guns from the Island could come.
But this did not dispel the fear he had of the Death Monarch. This is a legendary figure that shakes the world and dictate an era.
When he was around, the Death Monarch commands the respect of the world, with none of the crime families dares to reveal themselves in fear of making themselves a target.
When Artur was still in Orb Condensing the guy was already at Seed Forming.
Before Artur become King he was a mercenary. He of course knows the battle between the Death Monarch and the World Government.
At that time, all the elites of the World government tries to stop him with none of them succeeding.
Oreki, Hikigaya, Raymond, Arno, the Holy Lady of the World Government , Hirate, these illustrious figures all could not match the force of one person.
The World Government Island at that time, was split into two with one slash of a saber.
Artur still remembers the recording of that battle.
The saber splits off the sky and quake the earth, tsunamis were formed and storms ravaged the seas and the shores.
He saw how such a large island were split into two as easily a burning knife cuts butter.
How could he not feel afraid right now?
Not to mention, based on the fact that the Death Monarch decided to immediately march toward his castle shows his decisiveness, intelligence, and bravery befitting of a legendary figure.
'Hmm. I am unresigned to just be a pawn in this large chessboard' Artur thought to himself, his face was still grim.
He felt uneasy, like an invisible pressure weighing on his mind. The entire court are all in a tense mood.
Each hour the scouts reported at a rapid pace, departing and landing constantly, to report of the enemy's position.
The scouts bared in without decorum and the King allowed it because now is a time of war. So, the scouts keep coming and going reporting the happenings of the procession.
”Report! The enemy is estimated to be a few hours travel away!”
”Report! The enemy is accelerating! They broke the Ward!”
”Report! The Wardens of the South was impaled on the South Gate!”
”Report! The Wardens of the North and West tries to delay the Death Monarch march and they were split into two by the Death March saber leaving only ashes”
The more the reports came the paler the faces in the throne room became. It was like the only news the messenger brought was designed to instill more fear in their hearts
”Report! The Black Tiger Legion was decimated by the Snow Princess!” This time General Tyrone face turns ugly.
This is one of his most elite battalion and they were decimated.
But General Tyrone did not dare to say anything. He think this is unavoidable. They are facing that person after all.
He knows his strength.
If he met the Death Monarch, he would surely died. After all he heard the news about the other Wardens that tries to delay the Death Monarch.
They all died without fail. He would be no different.
As the enemy came closer to Krakow Center and the Palace, the atmosphere suddenly grew tense.
The pressure of the impending battle caused the entire Palace, the army, the garrison to tense, their muscles taut and their forehead sweats.
It is kind of a psychological torture. Everyone that is inside Krakow Center protection became nervous.
Many of the general that had been through hundreds of battles had stern faces and threads of worry, praying for the reinforcement to come as quickly as possible.
They all know experts like Death Monarch must be dealt by another expert.
Formation could delay an expert but if the gap is too big, then even a formation would prove useless unless a formation experts is inside the formation
King Artur feeling the atmosphere of his territory could not help but smiling bitterly.
The other was clearly only comprised of a hundred person, and not even ten thousand people.
But for some reason, an invisible yet great pressure was on each person's mind and that was because the fact that it was led by the Death Monarch and Snow Princess.
In their absence people might have given the title of the strongest man and woman to Raymond and Sofia but now that those two monsters have returned, who knows?
They might reclaim back their title as the strongest man and woman on Earth.
The enemy that is about to come was not unknown.
They had proven their strength to the world. And that is precisely why the pressure bearing down on them is so great.
Because everybody knows the Death Monarch and the Snow Princess.
The army of almost forty thousand people prepared to face a great enemy.
The fact that Artur could still have a private army of forty thousand people is good enough considering the low population of the world right now.