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49.74% The Order Of Chaos / Chapter 97: Zariel's Infamy

บท 97: Zariel's Infamy

Hush whispers ran with fear across shadows carrying the name that none dared to speak, much less murmur.

"Is Master's name really Zariel Snow?" Ella questioned, baffled by what she had learned. Under the shade of a lonesome tree.

Aurelia did not answer, having heard the whisper of Mephisto that day. Witnessing his power, his knowledge, and coldness, she held her tongue.

"We should use this?" Said Sionn softly.

"Use it? What does that even mean." Said Ella, glancing around at the growing malice.

Wrapping her arms around Ella and Sionn, Aurelia pulled them in and spoke in a hushed tone, "Say nothing, ok? Ella, I didn't use your last name because your family is famous. We are now targets."

Ella's expression grew solemn. "Then what are we to do? We have no weapons on our person. How are we to defend ourselves?"

"Not here." Said Aurelia. "Trust me, ok! The both of you."

The was an eerie silence beneath the shade. Aurelia had not spoken of it, but she understood that there were Arcane Spells that could improve one's hearing or record them. Ways that could allow someone to spy.

"Fine, but it seems like you two are keeping secrets, and we need answers," Sionn said grimly.

Releasing a bitter air, Aurelia nodded, "Let's go. We need to know what is going on."

Moving past the shade and into the light holding seven stars, Aurelia, followed by Ella and Sionn, pressed towards the encampment of children close to her age.

There was a faint wisp of steel and coal in the air. As the clanking of hammers, the grinding of steel rang throughout the pasture.

"Murder! Devil! Bastard!" Shouted a lonesome child with bronze-gold colored skin, carrying ruby red scales that etched from his fings to his arms. He was a bit tall for his age, holding broad shoulders and golden reptilian eyes.

"A lizard!" Said Sionn, "An ugly one too."

Gritting his teeth, Gu'lem Sargi'la bore his orc shape fangs that ran from his bottom lip and up. "Scum, the three of you. Your Master, the Great Prince of Sin, is a monster! A devil!"

Crossing her arms with a smile, Aurelia spoke, "Oh really? So what? Did he kill your mother? Your father? Guess it doesn't matter. Fuck off."

Gu'lem's eyes widen, "What the hell? How can you be so cruel?"

"What do you expect, Gu'lem? Look at her; she is probably his whore, same for the other one." Said a young man in his late teens, glancing at the elegant silver crown upon his head and pointed ear; Aurelia's smile never faltered.

Letting the insults wash over her ears, she merely listened, trying to get a grasp of the infamy her Master brought on. It was a bit curious to her. How one man, one child, conveyed so much hostility.

"A little more than two century's and that beast, dears show his face, much less his name to the royal family after his betrayed? No wonder that bitch he called mother was sold to be killed behind enemy lines." Said the Young Elven Lord, carrying a scornful smile on his graceful appearance that would shame the prettiest woman.

"She got off easy. had she known what that devil spawn did, King Titus would have sent her to Tartarus." Said Kalna, the young daughter of the Lord of Winterpool, one of Illuthaths more industrialized cities, who approached.

Aurelia held her tongue as a faint memory of Zariels drunken stupor each year ran over her mind, recalling the soft whimpers he had behind closed doors. Glancing back at Ella, who had remained passive as a god, and Sionn gritting his teeth, she did not try to comfort him.

"Will you get out of my way now?" Said Aurelia calmly.

"Quite a bit of spunk on you." Said the Elve Lord, Calthorian Lithlum, known by many as the Blood Prince. Passing his hands through his sterling bangs, he smiled coldly.

Glancing at the silver handle of the longsword on Calthorian's waist, Aurelia scuffed.

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am--"

"I don't particularly care." Aurelia casually said, stepping towards Gu'lem, who blocked her path, "Will you move, or should I remove you?"

"you can try." Gu'lem challenged, arching his brutish head high, he placed his right hand over the scimitars at his waist.

A chilling gleam sparkled in Aurelia's golden eyes, "Oh really?" She said, "then don't die?"

"HuH?" Confused Gu'lem eyes suddenly widened as blood suddenly whisked through the air: Starstruck, his gaze locked with Aurelia's hands stained with blood.

Tearing through his jaw, the young fallen ripped away the lizard's jaw with a ruthless slap that could compare with the speed and power of a tier beast without the use of Acana, bathing the scene red; a deranged howl rang as Gu'lam clenched his missing jaw.

Plunging to his knees, he wailed just as Aurelia's foot came crashing down on his defenseless head, stuffing out the sound from the air; she smiled cutely, "That's better," she said, stomping down til the sounds of bone-shattering rang.

Shaken at the brutal scene, the eyes of everyone dared not linger for a single moment. While they were elites of their family, witnessing someone's head being caved in was not a pretty sight, even for those who had familiarity with death.

Continuing on till all that was left was a bloody mess, Aurelia licked her scarlet fingers, "How boring, and I thought there would be some resistance."

Shooting Ella a knowing glance, she shook her head, surprising Aurelia for some strange reason. Nodding, she shot Sionn a glance, who in turn kneeled over the corpse of Gu'lan, and removed his scimitar and whatever valuable he had on his body.

Touching her hands, Aurelia smiled, "Cleanse," She chanted as a scene of magical nodes appeared, wiping clean her body of all dirt and blood.

"So you have inherited the Silver Devils' cruelty." Calthorian grimly said cold to the bone, "You just killed a man, and robbed him, have you no decency?"

Sionn smiled, "Aurelia, Ella look away," He said, dropping his pants.

Turning away instantly with blushing cheeks, the sounds of water trickled over the silence. "AHHH~" Sionn moaned, nodding his head with bliss, "This may have been the best piss of my life. What were you saying, little Elf?"

Calthorian Lithlum's expression turned dark, "You will regret this."

"I'm afraid I won't. I needed to take a piss for a while." Sionn announced, pulling up his trousers. "May he find peace in a river of my piss."


บท 98: The Redwoods

Cold silence consumed the pasture filled with those of noble lineage. Throughout Illuthath, their families' names would garner both fear and respect alike. Many would go as far as not daring even to mention these families' names behind closed doors.

These Ancient families were said to predate the Heavens that govern the starry skies. They were a symbol of power, yet an elected official, chosen by a member of the Imperial Family like everyone within the pasture head was but a pool of mush, while a boy less than sixteen was painting the skin of one there chosen gold.

Untouched by dirt, Aurelia maintained an aloof demeanor as she stepped over Gu'lam's remains. Patting Sionn on the shoulder, she pressed ahead cool as the winds that passed through her silky hair with none daring to speak out.

"You will regret this," Calthorian coldly repeated, gripping the silver Rapier at his waist. Never before had an insult of such a caliber been displayed before his very eyes. Was he not a Lord? A prince within his lands?

"Calm yourself, Calthorian." Kalna asserted firmly, placing her hands on the Young Princes' shoulder. She shook her head dismissively, "Not yet, not here." she whispered, "When we enter the Redwood's, we will kill them."

Flicking her palm off his shoulder in a moment of disgust, Calthorian backed away and eyed the charming flower in his eyes. Kalna was, without a doubt, a sweet gem. Her skin was a milky complexion without blemish, while her face was a picture of perfection. However, Elves with pure bloodlines held a great revulsion to contact. They did not initiate themselves.

Calthorian froze at his action, "Forgive me." He softly said, yet his palm was desperately trying to wipe away the searing presence of her touch.

Kalna Solva sighed, "I had forgotten. Pay me no mind," She claimed, sending her icy blue eyes towards the three disciples of sin. "Let's team-up. Our families are close to one another. I see no reason for us not to assist one another in this endeavor? Especially with all these filthy rabbles, the imperials gave their sigils to."

The Blood Prince's scarlet pupils narrowed, "The Redwoods are far-reaching and Ancient. It was a battleground where God's Blood ran, staining the woods a deep shade of red. Rabble or not, we will need them."

"Fine," Kalna replied after a moment of deliberation. "But I want at least one of the Silver Devils people dead. Killing all three may be impossible; nonetheless, I feel like it is our duty."

Calthorian lips curled until a bloodlust ran through the winds; regaining his lofty poise, he placed his hands behind his back and arched his head slightly high, "Agreed, but if they really are his disciple, we may need more help."

"A minor convenience. This is but one safe zone once the games commence," Said Kalna sharply.

Glancing at each other for a moment, a powerful Arcana flooded the pasture. Falling from the Azure skies, a blinding light shone like an expanding star. Consuming the land once more in an invisible pressure, the hearts of many skipped a few beats.

"Attention!" Elder Castian shouted in a calm demeanor pulling all eyes onto him. Hovering like a god over those beneath his feet, he continued. " I welcome everyone to the Imperial Games. As you may or may not know, seven groups all around the Redwoods have assembled, each of them containing a thousand children like yourself."

"It matters not what stage of power you were in; you are now at the Realm of Warrior. For the next two months, you are to survive this deadly game. Some may form groups, others may strive like a lone wolf, but whatever you choose, just know that you must survive as we throw wave after wave at you."

Standing still within the crowd of petrified children dripping with sweat, Aurliea saw nothing but terror written on many.

"This is not like other spiritual games. Once your body here dies, so too will your real body, unless your family saw fit to bless you with a soul relic." Elder Castian announced loudly and proudly. "The Redwoods are over five hundred million Acres, so be aware there will exist abominations or even Gods. Should you enter the Saltar Mist, you will know you have gone too far."

"Are we to survive the beast or the people." Ella coldly whispered beside Aurelia and Sionn.

"You see the difference?" The young fallen replied calmly, colder than ice, "We need info, but I think it's best we don't kill whatever we see. Less we are forced to, let's take it slow."

"And if we are attacked?" Sionn inquired cruelly.

"Then we torture them for info and rob their bodies. Let's hope the shit they brought here can be transported back with us. Zariel seemed to have only allowed us to--"

Halting her words, Aurelia suddenly turned to the sigil upon her wrist, "Anima? You there?"

"Affirmative," Anima metallically replied. "I am tethered to your soul. Where ever you go, so too shall I."

"Is dumb-dumb watching me?" The Young Fallen asked, losing her icy demeanor. She gave a cute pout of blame.

"Affirmative."

Snorting, Aurelia rolled her golden eyes and turned to the elder in the heavens.

"Good Luck, Future of Afinora," Elder Castian cheered, teleporting away in a blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind but lingering fear.

"Let's go," Sionn whispered, "The sooner we leave, the soon I will feel safe." He claimed, unable to relax with the wary eyes of everyone around him. "I'll take point."

Tapping his shoulder, an invisible and silent 'alert' incantation ran from deep within aurelia's mind as to give Sionn a bit of foresight of any unknown danger. Casting the same spell on herself and Ella, the trio left, with none having the courage to stop them.

Dashing ahead through the woods, a strange sight began to fill their eyes as the tree leaves that hung over them began to change from a plain green to a sinister blood-red color; Lost in a sea of red, a chilling foreboding fear traced over their skin.

"This is creepy; it's almost like the trees drank the blood of men and women to become like so. You think it's a curse?" Ella mentioned far too hesitant as to touch upon its leaves.

"We can worry later. Let's keep going for now." Aurelia indifferently commanded, not wishing to waste time, just as a booming horn shook the very earth beneath their feet.

"First wave will commence within the hour."


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