The tense atmosphere in the main hall was palpable. Edwin stood calmly before the gathered family members, his imposing Gold-ranked knight looming behind him like a silent sentinel. Flanking the golden warrior were four Silver-ranked mechanical knights, their polished armors reflecting the dim light of the hall's chandeliers. To the onlookers, they appeared as an elite force of knights Edwin had trained in secret, a testament to his cunning and ruthlessness.
Gerald, the last Silver-ranked knight in the family and Edwin's uncle, was visibly seething. His ambition to claim the title of Baron was now under direct threat, not just by Edwin's words but by the sheer presence of the formidable knights under his nephew's command. Yet Gerald, a proud and battle-hardened warrior, refused to show fear.
"You've hidden yourself well, nephew," Gerald spat, his voice heavy with disdain. "Training knights in secret, waiting for the moment to strike—like a serpent lurking in the shadows."
Edwin smirked but said nothing, letting the quiet confidence in his eyes speak volumes. The room was silent save for the faint creaking of leather as Gerald adjusted his grip on his sword.
"Let's not waste time with words," Gerald declared, stepping forward. "If you wish to claim the title of Baron, you'll have to prove your worth. Let us see if your so-called knights are as mighty as they seem."
The challenge hung in the air, but Edwin remained unmoved. Instead of responding, he casually gestured to the Gold Knight. The towering figure stepped forward, its massive greatsword gleaming under the hall's light. The spectators gasped, shrinking back in fear at the sight of the golden warrior moving with unnerving precision.
Gerald sneered. "A flashy puppet in gilded armor? Do you think such tricks can intimidate me?"
Without waiting for a reply, Gerald launched himself forward, his sword arcing toward the Gold Knight in a blur of motion. His Silver rank strength was evident in the speed and power of his strike. But the Gold Knight was faster.
With a single, fluid motion, the Gold Knight raised its greatsword and met Gerald's attack. The clash of metal against metal resounded through the hall, but the outcome was immediate and absolute. Gerald's blade shattered on impact, the force of the counterstrike sending him stumbling backward. Before he could recover, the Gold Knight's sword descended.
The hall fell silent as Gerald crumpled to the floor, lifeless and dead, Yes Edwin uncle a sliver ranked knight was killed in a single strike, The Gold Knight returned to its place behind Edwin, its blade now gleaming with crimson streaks. Gasps and muffled cries filled the room, the assembled family members recoiling in shock and fear.
Edwin's voice broke the silence, cold and commanding. "Let this be a lesson to anyone who dares to challenge my authority. The future of the Umbracrest family lies with me, and I will tolerate no opposition."
His gaze swept across the room, meeting the eyes of his remaining relatives. None dared to speak or move. Even his second brother, Lucas, who had previously shown signs of defiance, now stood frozen, his face pale.
"The Umbracrest family will no longer cower in mediocrity," Edwin continued. "We will rise, stronger than ever before. Those who stand with me will share in our success. Those who oppose me will meet the same fate as Gerald."
The message was clear. Edwin turned and began to leave the hall, his mechanical knights following in perfect unison. Behind him, the family members exchanged nervous glances, each silently weighing their next move.
As Edwin exited, he thought,The world will soon know the true strength of the Umbracrest family.
The Gold Knight, its silent guardian, walked beside him.