Chapter 105: Human vs Divine vs Beast-kin (IV)
P.O.V General Bastion of the Beastkin
"My lord, Sylvester Lion." A handsome half-elf youth with blue hair walks up and gives the city lord a graceful bow. Something about this half-elf exudes power and grace, almost as if he was a king himself. Even the beauty that radiated off this man was shocking to the point where everyone stared at him with curiosity. Next to him was a human male a bit smaller than him with black hair and black eyes. He was a complete opposite of the half-elf, nothing powerful about him but the strange luminance of his aura that told him that this young man was different.
A black cat named Bastion Black stood on the Lord's right-hand side and stared. Bastion Black was a famous General of the Beastkin and the right-hand man of the Lord Sylvester.
City Lord Silvester Lion is a very rare genetic breed of Cat's. The Lion type Beastkin that only a rare few are alive today. Almost all royalty of the beast-kin tribes are ruled by the Lions clan considered one of the most powerful Beast-kins in existence. His golden mane glowed like the golden wheat underneath the sunlight, even his muscle bulge out of his golden armor that accentuated his body.
Even he who is considered a black cat could not help but gaze proudly at our king. No king like ours could rival monsters with his own bare hand. Still, this half-elf that appeared before us didn't seem to be intimated by the Lord's aura.
Who is this half-elf that stands so proudly? His curiosity was piqued by this young half-elf demeanor that was filled with confidence.
"Who might you be?" The Lord's voice boomed outwards, causing the room to slightly shake.
"I am Philip Zemrick, and this is Don Dupote. We have come here as a messenger towards the Lord of all Beast-kin."
"What would that be?"
"The Black Gryphon has appeared in the Forgotten Forest," Phil spoke casually as if it was nothing big of news, but didn't seem a bit antsy.
"The Black Gryphon?!" The Lord's voice growled when he heard the word. He clenched his fist, ready to break the wooden seat that he was sitting in. "We've been searching for that damn monster for the past twenty-seven years, and it finally shows its ugly bird head."
"Sir, I would have our best men ready to fight. Nya." General Bastion replied quickly.
"No. No need." The Lord waved his hands. "We'll start moving our people down south."
"Then what about the Black Gryphon, nya?"
"We leave them there for now." The Lord waved his hand in indifference at the thought of fighting the Black Gryphon.
"But people need your help!" Don suddenly burst out, furious that the king wasn't taking this seriously.
"Watch your mouth! Nya." He growled. "You are speaking to the Lord. Nya."
"We came here for a reason to ask for help against the Black Gryphon!"
"I don't believe that's true." The Lord spoke with a smug smile on his face. "There has been a report that the three Great Generals of the Dragon Kingdom are moving towards the Forgotten Forest. Why do you need our help when they are already humans heading towards that direction? It would be a waste of our people to die with them."
"That's-!"
Phils suddenly stopped him from saying anything else, and instead, he spoke up. "We have information about the Legendary Claw Pulse. In exchange for your help, our city Lord will give you that information."
Heavy silence followed after. All the Beast-kin present could not believe their ears. The Legendary Claw Pulse was every Beast-kin's dream to see and possibly be chosen. Everyone had heard stories of the Legendary Claw since they were a child, it was even part of their culture to sing the song of its great power.
It has been five thousand years since they lost the Legendary Claw Pulse, making it a disgrace on their history to not protect such treasure. All Beast-kin has searched for the Legendary artifact throughout the world and still hasn't found a single clue.
This half-elf states that he knows the Legendary Claw Pulse's information, what ludicrous was he spouting? Bastion stared at Phil skeptically at what he had said.
"You're saying that you know where the Legendary Claw Pulse is? Do you think we will believe such lies? Nya." General Bastion spouted angry at the arrogance that the half-elf was stating.
"Our kind has been searching for the Legendary artifacts for five thousand years. Nya."
"What I state is the truth. Our kind has lived for a long time, do you think we won't know any such information?"
"So you're saying that you kept such secrets from us, nya? We are the rightful heirs to the Legendary Claw Pulse. No one but us can wield it. Nya"
"We know. All six legendary weapons are tailored specifically for each species. The Divine, Humans, Beast-kin, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. Made from a special metal from a comet, tampered by dwarves, enchanted by elves, humans, orcs, and Divine. But the best part of it all is that it's been forged with the fire of a Dragon."
"What are you talking about, nya? Hidden from history? Forged by a Dragon's fire? What kind of nonsense are you stating, nya?"
Phil shook his head. "This is not nonsense at all. The last part is not usually told because of the Legendary Black Dragon that causes chaos to the world. People have always associated the Dragon's as evil, but what if not all dragons are evil."
"Dragon's not evil? That's just a fairy tale. Nya." He waved my hands.
Phil started to chuckle and then laugh. Startling everyone from the outburst, he threw back his hair and he finally calmed down. He let out a sigh as he shook his head.
General Bastion couldn't help but feel that this half-elf was looking down on them as if we were
some insignificant bug. His anger started to boil at this arrogant half-elf that was present. Maybe it was better to put him into place right here and now. His hands started to scrunch up into a fist.
"Stand down, Bastion." The Lord spoke, catching him off guard.
"Yes, nya." General Bastion quickly dispelled my tension, but he was still ready to pounce on him at a moment's notice.
"Tell me. Why must I believe your words?" The Lord leaned forward, looking at interest at Phil.
"Simple."
Suddenly, he disappeared into thin air and appeared with a strange sword in his hand with the tip dangerously at the Lord's neck.
"My Lord!" All the beast-kin yelled in shock. They could not move for the fear that the Lord would be killed.
"What are you doing, nya?" General Bastion shouted in anger. "Are you threatening our lord, nya?"
"What if I am?" Phil grinned evilly.
"This is preposterous! How dare you, nya!"
"Quite easily, you know."
The Lord started to laugh out loud. He was not threatened by Phil at all. Everyone was stunned at what was happening, completely confused at the sudden outburst of the Lord. Instead, they all seem to be more relaxed by the Lord's laugh.
The Lord placed one of his fingers on the edge of the sharp blade, cutting his finger. Blood seeped out and doused the side, tracing down onto the tip of the sword.
"So this is the Legendary Sword Laurel."
"Legendary Sword Laurel?!"
People stared with surprise. Even General Bastion couldn't believe that the Legendary Sword Laurel would be in the half elf's possession. That could only mean one thing that he was half-human.
"So you can tell?" Phil pulled away his sword and stepped backward.
"I wouldn't have believed it wasn't weird if I hadn't seen it up close. May I?"
"Laurel doesn't like to be touched by just anyone," Phil spoke with a frown. "I don't mean to say I wouldn't mind letting you see it, but I don't want your soul sucked away from touching it."
"Fascinating. Truly Fascinating. It's an exact replica of the sword in history. Is this the real thing?"
"If it wasn't, do you think I would've showed you?"
The Lord chuckled. "True, I could feel some extraordinary power coming out from it, though it's only subtle. Could you-"
"I could."
Suddenly the sword glowed brightly with power, blinding everyone in the vicinity. General Bastion had to close his eyes, unable to move forward. The power emitting from the sword itself was frightening that it even gave him shivers. Something dark and heinous was coming out from the sword, but what was worse wasn't the sword itself that gave off its terrifying power, they all felt the darkness eclipsing all around us.
They all felt fear, emptiness, and bone-chilling coldness. All this vast power was coming from one person, and it was the half-elf himself. Was this what a Hero was like? This vast amount of power that could shake the very foundation of one's soul. How could a Hero feel so evil?
General Bastion's hands were becoming sweaty, his legs and arms were shaking, and all his will to attack him were shattered in an instant. This was a demon, not a Hero. Who in the right mind could stand up to such atrocity that stood before us? Instead, he feared that all of our kind would die here and now if they didn't listen to this half elf's words.
All around me, the clatter of metal could be heard as Beast-kin fell on their knees from the heavy depressive energy. They all could not stand up for our legs and wouldn't allow them too. With great effort, he looked up to see both the half-elf and the human boy standing. The shocking thing was that the human boy was still standing without flinching a bit from this oppressive energy. How was this possible? Does the boy not feel this tremendous power from the half-elf at all?
Does this mean that the boy is a Hero as well? His eyes became wide with shock and awe. Even the king couldn't withstand the pressure of the half-elf at all and dripped heavy with sweat. His head bowed halfway into his legs, trying desperately to keep his head held high, but he couldn't because the oppressive energy was too strong.
How long will this last? Would he destroy us here and now? General Bastion's life was flashing before my eyes in a blink. The love of his life, his children, and the promises that he couldn't keep weighed intensely in his heart. Just as quickly as the energy arrived, it disappeared in a blink of an eye.
With a gulp, General Bastion breathed in a fresh breath of air as relief washed over his whole face. For once, he was glad that I was alive, but even still, the demon was still present before us.
"So, what do you think?" Phil casually stated without blinking an eye.
"This is definitely the Legendary Sword Laurel." The king whizzed heavily for a breath. He didn't deny or say anything else. Instead, he tried his best to recover his kingly demeanor but failed. One could tell who the real boss was here. "As the Hero and the owner of the Legendary Sword Laurel. Your words are proof enough. General Bastion."
General Bastion got up and ran towards his call. "Yes, my Lord. Nya."
"Bring in our elites and go with the young Hero. If he tells the truth, that means that one of you might become the Hero of our kind."
Everyone ears perked from the word Hero.
"Yes, nya!" General Bastion quickly got up and headed out the door. He wasn't going to stay another second in the same room as the demon. It was too suffocating to the point that he feared that we would all die. This was one rare occasion when he was glad that he was away from the powerful existence.
Instead, he focused on the task ahead and scouted out our elite team of our kind. In total they were one thousand, each were considered the best of the best. All of them had gone through rigorous training and tested through burning fire and raging thunder. Battling elements, fighting countless hordes of monsters, even put through the extreme, no one had given up and pulled through.
It took a couple of days for the messenger to be sent and another four days to come to the city, ready to leave. The words had gotten out that the Legendary Claw Pulse was possibly present inside the Forgotten Forest.
Many Beast-kin came streaming in from all over the country to have a chance to become accepted by the Claw. From commoners to nobles, all had the hopes to become what they dreamed of from different species.
Even he wanted to step forward and test his hands on such weapons. The army was quickly swelling up to over ten thousand and even more every hour. Compared to the human speed of delivering messages, the Beast-kin are known for their speed and endurance to run across from village to village, informing them of the Legendary Claw Pulse news.
Already, the news was being warped, stating that we have found the Legendary Claw Pulse in the Forgotten Forest. Even he couldn't help but be caught up in the excitement that everyone was giving off from the hype.
Beastkin from different representatives all came forward, dividing into their own groups. From rabbits, cats, dogs, and serpents. They were even some rare Beast-kings also involved in the group that one would only hear stories about.
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