Taking a seat within a small elegant office, I couldn't believe existed in this place. I eyed the warden and the little Kid.
"Now, this is a surprise. Did Roald's family finally intervene?" I curiously inquired as the small boy frown nodding in agreement.
"They have, but the situation has changed, so they sent me here to..."
"Gather data; you must be that good for them to send someone not even pass the Gate of Truth." I coldly replied, cutting the young boy off as he merely nodded in confirmation.
"That is quite the arrogant behavior you have." The warden said as he stroked his well-groomed beard. "Even with the Soval Family backing you, do you really believe you can just be released?"
Curtly chuckling, I shrugged, "Do you really believe I am stuck here? Do you really believe this prison is so secure? I was planning on walking out the doors within eleven days." I arrogantly said as the temperature began to fall.
Feeling my breath turn to ice, my smile grew even brighter as the little Shota spoke, "Do not be baited; he seems to have a talent for testing our patients."
Nodding in agreement, I rested my face upon my knuckles before crossing my legs, sitting like a king would before his subjects. "Now shall we get down to business? What is it you wish to know, and what will you give in return."
With a flash, the middle-aged man frowned as a cunning gleamed shimmered upon his fox-like expression., "We can give you Lisa and rave safe and..."
"Rave is dead. As for Lisa, even you will not anger Shana by killing her. I bet the government of Serm killed rave before even confirming his connection with the higher-ups of Hallr. From what I can gather, Governeer Bo is in hot shit, and he doesn't even realize it. Once Vis learns of this, you can bet shit will hit the fan."
"Warden Jeoma, please allow me to speak... You have done enough," the young boy voiced with annoyance as a cold light filled his innocent-looking eyes. He was clearly annoyed at Jeoma pathetic actions of negotiations.
"As you wish, Lord Orion."
"Good, now before we continue. Arsene Snow, can you confirm you have knowledge of what happened at this prison ten days ago?" Orion asked, raising his golden pendant as I merely smiled, neither confirming nor answering.
"Why don't you try that again? I'm sure next time you will get it right." I lightly said, not taking his actions to heart, but I still was wary of that pendent. This was the second time he asked such a question.
Gritting his teeth, the boy snorted, "What is it you want?"
"Governer Bo's head." I coldly said as the warden slammed his fist against the table-turning it to dust.
"Impossible. "
"Enough, sit down and be quiet," Orion barked in rage as the warden became red in humiliation sitting back down like a good little dog.
"Someone is trained well. Does the little puppy want a treat for doing so well?" I mocked, slapping my thighs. "Come on boy, who's a good boy,
Turning red with humiliation, a flash of killing intent filled Jeoma as he remained quiet, no longer daring to speak.
"You really love making enemies, don't you. but, Arsene, that request is too much." Orion declined without any hesitation.
Rolling my eyes, I suddenly smiled, "Fine, give me your wyvern."
"that's..."
"it's what I want," I uttered with indifference.
"Do you have any idea how much those things cost? Raising them takes thousands of years. It took my family hundreds of thousands of years raising them. It's how we make a living. Giving even one away for free would be like getting rid of millions of profit. " Orion yelled, arising in anger. His small little arm quivering, to hold himself back.
Shrugging, my eyes radiated a demonic hue as I raised my palm without telling them there were about to make a deal with the devil, "The deal is that you give me a Wyvern or Governors Bo's head on a silver plate. If you cannot deliver, I will take anything I desire as collateral."
Staring at me, Orion narrowed his eyes as a cunning light filled his brow. Mostly believing he could get me to speak out without fulfilling his end ." Fine, I will deliver the wyvern to you." he coldly spat, gritting his teeth in anger, shaking my palm.
with a grin, I watched as his soul began to darken unknowingly, "Now, what do you know about what happened."
Snickering, I didn't answer his question as I burst into laughter, "That was never a part of the deal. If I remember correctly, I said, 'The deal is that you give me a Wyvern or Governors Bo's head on a silver plate. If you cannot deliver, I will take anything I desire as collateral.' Never did I mention answering your question?"
Staring at me like I was stupid, Orion glanced at Jeoma, who was also confused, " Are we missing something?"
"I have heard enough; this was a waste of my time. Maybe a few years within this hell will open you up." Orion spat, sending me a vicious smile, "Guess the deal is off."
With a smile of a devil, I arose shugging, "I would not be too sure. You, mortals, are so naive. No need to walk me out; I know the way."
Stepping out of Jeoma office, my mind flashed as I began observing Orion and Jeoma begin to speak through the darkness.
"...His last words were strange. Do you feel weird, my Lord?" Jeoma asked with a hint of anxiety falling to his knees as he looked around the small boy's body.
Waving him off, Orion shook his head, twirling his short black hair, "I'm fine; I already cast a spell to check. Nothing is wrong... Place Brojin in another cell. I wish to speak again to him. He is a member of the Vanir's. So he definitely knows something."
"He is?!!!" Jeoma yelled as I smiled, making my way back to my cell with a smile.
"Yes, and place Arsene in a maximum facility of this disgusting prison. I do not trust him; he is far too confident."
Bellowing in laughter, I severed the connection smiling to myself. Taking out my phone, I began to text with Lilith.
Arsene: Healed yet?
Yura: Yeah, just a little hungry.
Arsene: Lol
Yura: What does Lol mean?
Bursting into laughter, I shook my head, seeing her typing so slowly I knew she was quite new to this.
Arsene: When will you be returning to Hallr?
Yura: In a few days... my 'fiance' is. Pestering me here.
Arsene: Can... can you repeat that?
Yura: ╰(*°▽°*)╯
Gritting my teeth, my eyes began to shine as I immediately called Lilith. I could hear her pearly laughter echo throughout my soul as she refused to pick up. Pushing Soulforce into my body not to destroy my phone, I suddenly thought of her mangled face. Pursing my lips, a cold light flashed as I began putting things together.
Arsene: What's his name.
Yura: I have no idea; I cannot remember for the life of me. Just some loser, he should be heading to Midgard to kill you soon. 🤷♀️(¬_¬ )
Rolling my eyes, I sighed, "This girl is bringing me trouble...Then again, I do that even better than anyone else. I wonder if I can make that into a Mortal Dao?"
Resting my palm upon my chin, I eyed the sea of people outside my cell. The word was quickly released that the Warden wanted me dead.
With a slight smile filled with derision, I snickered, "It has been two days. Are all of you going to continue blocking me?" I mocked, wondering when he was going to move me to another cell.
Standing up, I walked towards my cell, opening up the gate blocking them from me. As a clear path appeared, "Pathetic," I spat in contempt, walking through the path of prisoners. Just as the word of the warden placing a bounty upon me, there was word of me slaughtering two Death Gates. None of these prisoners were suicidal.
"There is no need to be an arrogant young man." said an elderly man at the peak of Life Gate. "A man of your talent should learn. Be humble. Arrogance will only ..."
"Oh my god, shut the hell up. I fucking hate old people. Look at you. You're probably hundreds of years old, yet all you have achieved is Life Gate. I'm fucking Fifteen!!! What the hell would you know. Shove that so call wisdom up your ass where the sun don't shine. A mere insect that will mostly spend the rest of his days here. Dears to tell me to be humble. The fuck will that get me?" I spat, drawing closer.
With Soulforce filling my body, my arms flashed as I clutched his throat. "In fact, why don't you just die," I said before the old man could not even beg for mercy.
CRACK*
Feeling the limp sack of fat upon my hands, I released it with a hint of disgust, eying the others around me, "So the warden has placed a bounty upon me. But who is brave enough to end their life. Who is it that wants to face death." I asked with a sadistic smile. "
"Take me to the courtyard. I wish to make a speech. "
With an arrogant pace of a Villiance Young Master, I held a cold smile as I followed behind the terrified prisoners. With the scent of sulfur filling the air, I stepped outside, watching thousands of animals engaging with each other.
However, as I step out, everyone, no matter who it was, turned to me. My Aura demanded your attention. It did not matter your cultivation before me; you will turn to your king. You will kneel.
"Yo..."
Plunging my arm through someone's head, I licked my fingers as his body fell to the ground with a cold thud. "Did I allow anyone of you to speak? Be silent. I don't mind killing you all."
Sending a side glance towards the powerful guards, I smiled as they drew their weapons. At the peak of Gate of Man, I was able to kill a Peak Death Gate someone two major realms above. So at this moment, I didn't fear anyone; all the prisoners at Gate of Truth were in chains, only allowed to see darkness.
"Kneel,"
I commanded as a demonic light filled my eyes. Killing intent like no other began to flood the courtyard as the guards all reader themselves. Slowly my ashen hair began to rise as some fell to their knees in fear while the majority remained standing.
<Crimson Winds>
With the air twisting like a whirlpool, I stretched my right arm as True Spear Intent began to rise, overflowing like a sea. This was not going to be a democracy; I was going to slaughter all those that did bend to my will.
I would not repeat myself, for I already spoke my decree. With a ray of light, my body shot through the hoards of animals like a streak of light blasting hundred into the air as various organs and limbs began to rain from the heavens.
Before many could react, my body began to burn with Soulforce. Moving at the natural speed of lightning, a river quickly began to form, soaking my feet as two seconds passed.
"ARSENE, stop... STOP!!!"
"STOP"
"STOP"
"Shut up and Kneel. He will kill us all. HURRY!!!" Someone yelled as, tears poured from his eyes.
Wiping the blood from my face, a cold light could be seen from my eyes as ten Death Gates appeared. With a cruel light, I cracked my neck.
"Such a waste, but you may allow me to break thought once more." I lightly muttered with indifference. Whether they joined me or not didn't matter. I already had multiple Gates of Truth within my palms and one above the Realm of Truth."
Flashing my sharp fangs, Soulforce filled my body. I was not here to fight fair but make a point. I Arsene Snow shall not be toyed with. You place a bounty upon me. So I will take away all your power, making this prison my domain.
<Demonic Vision>
Shattering the pavement below me, I shot towards the ten Death Gates. Thrusting my arm out like a spear.
BOOOOM!!!!!
"AAAAAAAAHHHHH"
With a boom followed by a scream, I ripped my arm out of someone's chest, with spear intent overflowing from my palm. It was foolish to block with only your arms. Although this was all the prisoners had.
Smacking my lips, my body began to flash as Spear's intent began to rain over the nine Warrior's. None of them were well versed in coordination, so this gave me a massive edge. It also didn't help with soul force. My battle prowess was within the Gate of Truth.
"Stop... I surrender." Said one of the Death Gates as he suddenly fell to his knees, trembling, clenching some of the organs that were threatening to fall out his stomach. "I will follow you, Lord Arsene."
Turning to the other eight, I smile as they lowered their heads. Shame was all but present as I laughed, "You all had your chance to bend a knee but didn't, but I Arsene am quite magnanimous. You all will sign my Slave Contract, and only then shall I forgive this offense against the Crown."
Watching as their faces twisted, I didn't apply any killing intent but merely smiled. I could not force a contract with violence, but fear was...
<Demonic Vassal>
Freezing, my body shivered as my head began to throb. Feeling my bloodline begin to boil and churn. I suddenly felt a wave of knowledge of a particular Circle appeared in my mind.
Demonic Vassal was essentially a way of turning someone into your thrall. You have absolute control over their souls, allowing them to be nothing more than your pawn, being able to take over their mind from long distances and hold a conversation with someone.
All that was a need was a victim; as long as your soul was more powerful than there, they would become yours. However, should you fail, there is a real chance you would cripple your soul.
<Soul Gaze>
Licking my lips at the small souls compared, I suddenly frown, looking around. Here was not the place. I need a massive amount of qi to perform such a spell. Wait, I have an emblem.
With a cruel gleam, I looked at the nine kneelings down, still thinking about what I said. Sneering, my fingers suddenly flashed as I tapped one of them upon their heads.
With a flash of the Elder Ring within my left eye, my lips arose as his eyes went hollow. Feeling my will enter his soul, I suddenly felt a resistance filled with desperation. Screaming, the little prisoner roared at the horror he was experiencing as the entire Courtyard grew silent.
Within a few minutes, I suddenly saw the man's soul floating in the middle of my Elder Ring. With a delectable smile, my face quickly grew ashen as I stumble backward.
Feeling my Dantain almost empty, I almost vomited blood. Two-thirds of my Earth Qi had vanished, to my dismay. Clenching my teeth, I sighed, looking down at my new little slave.
"woe to the vanquished," I coldly uttered as my eyes began to glimmer with crimson light, "Do not expect mercy, for it shall not be given. So rise, battle, kill, pillage. Follow the Doctrine of Sin, my knight. For our conquerors will not have mercy, and neither shall we. "
"Welcome to Vaevictis."
Vaevictis is Latin, meaning that those defeated in battle are entirely at the mercy of their conquerors and should not expect—or request—leniency
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