Chapitre 10: Veiled Destiny: The Euro Invasion
[Night Time, 8:45 PM]
Beta Æ Rousia returned from the Mulkala region in a quadriga, dusted and weary from the journey. The long trek had left him with a muddled sense of time. As he jumped from the quadriga, he spotted Ossa practicing with his bamboo sword.
"Ohh, hey, Oossaa! How have you been?" Beta called out.
Ossa, slightly annoyed, responded, "No, it's not, idiot; it hasn't even been two damn days!" He continued swinging his bamboo sword, his focus unwavering.
"So you're practicing, huh? I'm also coming to learn!" Beta declared with enthusiasm.
Ossa wrinkled his nose. "First, go take a bath—you smell like hell. Then go find Carl; he was looking for you earlier."
Beta frowned. What a jerk! I thought he'd teach me, but fine, I'll get cleaned up first, he thought to himself.
After a refreshing bath, Beta made his way to Carl, who was temporarily responsible for managing Beta's meals. Carl spoke with a gruff authority, "After eating, go straight to bed. Don't talk to anyone. I'll be training you tomorrow."
Beta nodded, grabbed a quick meal, and collapsed into sleep.
[20 March, 1433]
{Two Weeks Earlier}
[7:12 PM, Arena Kingdom Territory, Border Sidelines - RINO, Arena]
The scene shifts to the border of the Arena Kingdom, where tensions simmer between kingdoms.
"Majesty, we finally located the intruder. He's invading from the Euro Kingdom," a military man reported at the border.
A figure in the shadows responded, "The Majesty isn't here. But tell me, have you captured them?"
"Yes, sir! We've caught one. He mentioned something about events to come," the Border Guide said, handing a phone over urgently.
The figure spoke into the phone with a sense of foreboding. "Hurry! The King isn't here, and we need to understand what these psychopaths plan for our kingdom. Are they going to destroy us again, like when they took Tarino?"
As he spoke, a masked figure with what appeared to be octopus-like appendages materialized nearby, taking the phone and interrupting.
Border Guide (BG): (whispering) "Who goes there? State your business."
The masked figure took the phone from the Border Guide and spoke with a calm, almost serene menace.
Hidden Shadow Man (HSM): (emerging from the shadows) "Fear not, for I am but a whisper on the wind. I seek refuge within your borders."
Knight Guardian (KG): "Refuge? From what? And why the secrecy?"
HSM: "The Euro men march, their banners aflame with greed. They hunger for our lands, our riches. Their king's eyes are set upon our kingdom, Arena."
KG: "Arena? You mean the sacred ground where our ancestors once dueled? Why would they attack now?"
HSM: "Two weeks hence, the moon will wane, and war shall erupt like a tempest. Our people must prepare. I am the harbinger of shadows, warning of their impending storm."
KG: "But why you? Why not reveal yourself openly?"
HSM: "My past is veiled, my purpose obscured. Trust me, for I am no ordinary man. The Euro men know not of my existence, and that ignorance is our advantage."
KG: "Then we shall rally our warriors, sharpen our blades. May the gods favor us in this desperate hour."
HSM: "Remember, Border Guide, destiny weaves its tapestry in shadows. Our choices echo through eternity."
In the nearby prison, a man shackled in chains overheard the conversation, secretly relaying the information to Euro Kingdom's intelligence. Outside, the Knight Guardian stood, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he stared through the barred window.
Knight Guardian: "So, you want a war? You'll have to take this land over my dead body."
[Elsewhere in Euro Kingdom's Capital, Monti]
King Eurus Forest, draped in regal black and red, sat upon his throne—designed as a serpent with the maw of a crocodile. He sneered as he heard of the Arena Kingdom's response.
"Do they really think we won't hear their cries? Let them prepare. We're going to war. Oke. <Rise his hand > Good , TO WAR THEN "
[End of Chapter]
As the moon wanes, alliances will be forged, swords will be sharpened, and destinies intertwined. The clash between kingdoms looms, and the land braces for the inevitable storm.
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Next Chapter: The Struggle for Strip
" They think they can speak and we won't hear it .
Good , TO WAR THEN "
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[ As the moon wanes, alliances will be forged, blades sharpened, and destinies entwined. The clash between kingdoms approaches ]
[ End of the chapter ]
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Next chapter : The Struggle for Strip
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