บท 23: An Audience
"What? Why are you looking at me like I killed your dog and ate in front of you? Is it too much to ask for some basic decency? Dammit!" complained Axio, as he waved his arms dismissively.
"I see that you succeeded in your endeavor, Wretched Lord" remarked the Obsidian Queen, only earning a scoff from the wretch, who somehow looked down on her despite the massive height difference.
The other felt like saying something about his insulting attitude but the Monster Queen laughed so they ignored it.
"I called you all here for us to have a look at the current state of affair" began saying the queen, her huge obsidian frame moving around the dark cave, cracks permeating the air as no one dared to make a sound while she was talking, except of course for the Fourth Minister.
"Abducted" he corrected her with his arms crossed, the Queen ignored him and instead continued on.
"Our first target and where I hope we will settled our dominion at first, is of course the country we are currently inhabiting, Roderst is an old country, which we have already infiltred deeply, getting rid of the rulers directly will be no issue, for I have an underground gallery carved out to there" she explained to her seven ministers, the head of the monarchs was something she was going to take with her own hands.
"However, if we were to do so immediately, we are doomed to be discovered and the people to rebel quickly, there are many forces that could impede our conquering of Roderst, which is why we must make them fall beforehand" her reasoning seemed sound enough.
"So basically, cut off the spider's limbs before crushing her head? Basic, simple, lacking in complexity, exactly what I expected" once again, only Axiolypito was disrespectful enough to speak up, not even looking in her direction and instead making some sparks with his claws.
"Indeed, simplicity is preferable for us monsters, we are beings of simplicity after all"
Turning to the Seventh Minister, The Scourge, she issued her first orders.
"Scourge, you are my master of deception and propaganda, you'll move around the neighboring countries and spread lies of a plague forming in Roderst to keep their greed in check, they'll never dare step a foot here until it is confirmed otherwise" without being told to, Faceless Lord warped The Scourge away before reappearing in his spot.
"Condemned, go to the south, Scourge has already spread rumors of a dragon inhabiting the area, many knights and adventurers with flock there in hope of achieving glory and fame, be sure to let them believe that it possible for them to eventually overcome you, keep them occupied" once again, the Sixth Minister was warped away instantly without a single question or worry.
"Faceless and Wretched, you two will work together to bring the great city of Rova to ruin, Faceless will cripple their plantations and fields with his simple presence while you, Axiolypito, will do what you do best, do as you please as long as you hurt the city, you are not allowed to leave until I am satisfied" the remaining Ministers seemed to react when she called him by an actual name rather than a title and also when she issued very precise orders not to desert.
They weren't warped away, Faceless Lord not wanting to leave his assigned ally by himself as he would have to return there to warp the others.
"Sovereign, you'll remain here and produce underlings, I'll give you more detailed orders as you progress" the pumpkin shaped, flesh monster hopped to a corner of the cave, demonstrating that she had, in fact, a similar consistency to slimes.
"Prophet, keep on growing an army for me in the wildlands" the orc nodded fervently before being warped away, this time, Faceless Lord warped back in a second later than usual.
"As for you my friend, you'll stay by my side as well" the lich didn't seem to move at all, her slight bow of her head concealed by the robes covering her skeletal body.
It seemed like they were about to start speaking but the wretch was warped alongside the tall monster inside of a dark and damp place, with water running from the sound of it.
"Smells like shit" remarked Axio and Faceless nodded in confirmation, not that he could smell anything.
'We are in the sewers beneath Rova, an attempt to make the city more livable, it was a partial success but the place remains terribly unsupervised, only visited by criminals, homeless, sometime workers when something is wrong or guards, when the goblin colony that formed down there start getting too active' the featureless minister gave him exposition about the place in a monotone tone.
The wretch looked down into the putrid water coursing in the center of the corridors, shaking his head from side to side as he rubbed the bridge of his nose.
'The Queen seems to have faith in your capabilities, to give you a name despite not being the First Minister, I don't know what you are capable of but if the Queen believes in you, then you can count on my full support' spoke Faceless inside of Axio's head.
'By the way, since we have some time, would you mind telling me about yourself, we could perhaps fraternise' the wretch looked up at his eyeless face, seeing absolutely no expression but his silence said enough, this tall guy was really hoping to make friends.
"Ask away" the wretch wasn't interested but the monster could straight up teleport, which sounded useful so he might as well play along.
'What does these marks on your face mean?'
"Oh, you wanna know how I got these scars?"
While the wretch invented some bullshit to spew in the Faceless Lord's face without any qualms and a smile on his face, a little blonde girl walked in front of the collapsed guild with a frown on her face, which looked more comical than anything on her.
She looked at the limbs and blood sticking out of the rubbles much like a dead fish would look at another, without any reaction.
Her attention was then fully absorbed by a conversation three adventurers were having as they too, looking at the destruction.
They were talking of who they believed to be the culprit to another person dressed in the same way as a few other people around, their clothes were ripped and something stained with blood and dirtied, indicated that they had either been engulfed by the wreckage or where in the guild when it fell.
Their description of the culprit only made Superstes frown some more, to the point that the passersby that would have normally asked the little girl what she was doing here, covered in leaves, dirt and blood felt like it was best not to interact with her in any way.
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