16 Cyrus White 1 (1/2)
As the study door swung open, a distinguished voice sounded out,
”Highness, it appears that that a friend we are well acquainted with is also in the outer realm along with us and has just scored a huge mark.” Tarin smiled and said ”Cyrus and The White Company.”
”Ah yes, well do I remember Cyrus and his merry company of fighters. Well , perhaps company no more. He has a small team of five now, right? ”
”Yes, they recently slain several king level beasts and collected various excellent monster cores.” Tarin replied.
”With that team's strength, that is to be expected.”
”Still, what does your highness makes of his move to the Outer Realm?”
”Swift and decisive. After getting paid after that battle, he disbanded his company and took on 4 of his best subordinates and headed to the outer realm with barely a farewell to anyone.”
”He is probably aiming for to be a small scale S class mercenary band.”
”Indeed, a goal neither easy nor difficult for a man like Cyrus. This is an opportune time , highness. We were brainstorming of ways to get a hold of the monster core trade in Everdawn. He appears to be in league with the Brandon that Johan mentioned.”
”With our past ties with Cyrus, we may find an ingress point into the monster core trade via him.”
”Should we contact Cyrus, highness?”
Aureus nodded in assent.
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”Boss! Boss!” A green skinned four armed naga shouted.
”A messenger just delivered a summons to us,” A grey skinned naga added.
”It is inviting us to the castle.”
”Prince Aureus is the one inviting us. He is also offering to buy up all our hunting spoils at a higher rate than current market prices.”
”We have barely been back in the city for a day and Aureus is already making a move. Man, he has not missed a step since coming to the outer realm.” Said a man with a distinguished looking mustache.
”When are we supposed to report to the castle?”
”Tomorrow at noon.”
”Alright, let us prepare then. Rycor, Mycor, you two will be accompanying me.”
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The next day…
Aureus and his retinue was waiting in the audience hall as Cyrus and his two companions made his way in.
”Cyrus, you old bear. How have you been?”
”Rycor, Mycor, still wielding that giant war axe and war hammer of yours, I see.”
All three mercenaries cupped their hands towards Aureus.
”Highness! Very well indeed. It has been several months since we last met, your highness's sword aura seems to have strengthened again.” Cyrus noted as he took in Aureus's aura.
”Nothing worth speaking of,” Aureus smiled and waved his hand.
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”How strong is this Cyrus?” Edward asked.”Those two nagas look strong, that war axe looks like it can split a man in two with one swing.”
”Cyrus was the former leader of a 1000 strong mercenary company with the A ranking.” Johan replied. ”That would by Rycor, he used to be a commander in the White Company. I saw him go one versus three Damascus class Sphere users when he was in full gear. In the end, he forced two to teleport away while the last retreated.”
”Rycor would form a duo with Mycor when facing tough opponents. Mycor is lethal against armored users with his war hammer and Rycor will always be around to lend a heavy hand anytime an opponent stumbles because of Mycor. Their coordination is superb.”
”Cyrus received his third leaf in swordsmanship about 20 years ago. When we fought with him in the war of the nine kings, there were plenty of rumors he was already a divine blade level swordsman.”
”Interesting, what kind of swordplay?”
”His moniker is Illusion Blade. A more unsavory one would be King of Fakes.”
”Thankfully, his history item and goods trading are pristine clear. It was a subject of jokes for a while that his second moniker was costing him caravan jobs.”