Capítulo 12: Grand Five
The entire continent and beyond were affected by the earthquake, every powerhouse alarmed by the sudden tremor.
"Cap', we should run..." urged Maron.
"Huh! Why?" Asked Tufail as he rewrapped his halberd.
"Take a look around."
Tufail turned his gaze at the city and found that half of the houses had crumbled. "Oh shit... we're fucked. Move your ass and get the horses before they wake up."
"No need to do that." Maron shook his head.
Tufail showed his gritted teeth in worry. "Old man, you want me to face the damn citizens' wrath? Fuck you, I'm running away." Maron clicked his tongue and pointed his finger at something. "A vehicle!" Tufail's eyes shone. "Hell yeah! Maron, I knew you had a plan, I told you that there was no need to run."
Maron sighed and made his way towards the vehicle, keeping quiet. Tufail followed with his promenade walk while Maron commented "Cap'... you're embarrassing me."
Tufail shut his eyes to Maron and kept on dancing. "Fuck you and your embarrassment, drive this shitty vehicle."
He howled as he pivoted on one leg before jumping into the car, Maron cleaned his golden gloves before getting in the driver's seat. He took out a thick needle from his pocket and then inserted the tip into the ignition switch before gently hammering it in, starting the vehicle. "Let's go, old man!" Cried Tufail as they began to move.
<Sufas City, Imperial Castle>
"Your Majesty, many houses and buildings have been damaged, and some of the army barracks have collapsed as well. Luckily, no one died in the capital. As for the rest of the kingdom, we have yet to receive any news." The Great General Bulbo reported to his King, who squinted his eyes before saying "General Bulbo, my instincts tell me that this was not a natural disaster. What do you think?"
The Great General was taken aback as he replied. "Your Majesty, my opinion differs. I am a Will User, I have mastered the First Level of Armament Will. Thus, I am sensitive to Fate abilities, however, I felt no such energy from the earthquake."
The King smiled a little. "General Bulbo, you have learned Armament Will, not Observation Will. You can't be so sure."
Bulbo became silent. "Your words are true, I apologise, Your Majesty."
Hearing that, the young king burst into laughter "Haha, no need to take it so seriously, General Bulbo. Who could be more sensitive than you in this little kingdom?"
Bulbo smiled as well prior to saying. "Your Majesty, as per your order, I personally inspected the city and I couldn't find any trace of any member of the Grand Five. I did notice some strong-looking strangers in the city but I doubt they belong to them."
The king forcefully smiled. "Even the news of a Fire Fate Pome can't pique their interest, they truly are the behemoths of this world."
The continent was vast and full of chaos. Five types of factions existed on it throughout time.
Kingdoms: the most well-mannered factions, with a perfect set of laws imposed on their citizens. There are hundreds of these throughout the continent.
Guilds: factions consisting of various adventurers willing to do anything for the right price.
Strongholds: Paradise for bandits, a group of vagabonds and criminals. They form bands, claim lands and call it their stronghold. They do anything and everything for mere satisfaction, from pillaging villages, to raping their denizens or simply murdering whoever they want for whatever reason they feel like.
Pirates: The same as bandits, but they rule the sea with their crew and their gigantic ships. For some reason, they are considered more dangerous than bandits.
Church: The most powerful faction, whose influence spreads so far, that many of them are even found in other factions.
From small to big, the total number of these factions is nearly 10,000. However, more than half of them are of no real consequence in the grand scheme of things. From these, only a few have stood the test of time.
They are the Five Empire Alliance, the Eleven S-Rank Guilds, the Four Supreme Strongholds, the Seven Sea Kings and the Eight Grand Bishops. These have always been distinguished from the rest with the term Grand Five.
They are the sovereign rulers of this continent, each possessing their own territories. To claim these titles, one has to defeat the existing holder which may as well be suicide.
On the throne, the King gazed at the ceiling as he mumbled. "Will I be able to witness my Moro Kingdom become as powerful as the five empires?" Bulbo flinched upon hearing that, he quickly jerked his head in the King's direction, thinking to himself. "To think His Majesty has such high aspirations, I am ashamed for not even considering them."
Soon enough, the glitter in his eyes vanished as he lowered his head and said. "That is impossible, Your Majesty. The members of the Grand Five are like unshakeable mountains."
He stood up and turned his back to his King. "If anyone heard of your ambitions, the whole Moro Kingdom would be charred to the ground." Bulbo left the throne room, while the King kept looking at the ceiling with an emotionless expression. "You all are underestimating me..."
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