Chương 96: A STORY TO BE TOLD IN A LAND WITH A STORY.
***In one of the seven great arms of the Imperial court_ Near the distal coasts of the Coastal Clan's territory_In a relatively average province named the Golden Anjing's province..
The Golden Anjing's province can be said to be placed generously at average amongst the other tens of thousands of provinces present within the Coastal territories. It lands aren't famous for any massive feats neither are it's Inhabitant's popularity grand though the very name 'Golden Anjing' can be said to have traveled thousands of miles further than it's actual strengths and standings.
People and cultivators would mention the name 'Golden Anjing' when drunken or when in gist as the mere thought of the story behind the title of the Province is enough to put a smile on any cultivator or mortals face.
Anybody with even the most basic knowledge on cultivational tongues would be able to translate instantly that Golden Anjing means Golden Dog and a golden dog is well,.. still a dog.
No matter how lowly or average the
province is, being named after Dogs would still be upsetting to the province's inhabitants yet they all have come to peace with their place in the territory.
Taking a quick stroll down history, three
thousand of years back the province's territory was yet to be marked and a name was yet to be given to the lands. Of course the province were under the territory of the massive flags of the Coastal Clan but they were just not recognized as a sector worthy of an individual name though that changed quickly due to the birth of a genius.
Hugo D'brown.,.. A genius who was lucky
enough to be recognized by one of the distant princes of the Coastal Clan. Under the influence of the Coastal prince, Hugo served and got more recognition than most of similar origin are worthy of.
With his new influence, Hugo was able to sketch-out his birth-grounds territory and he even got the honor of awarding it a name.
The Inhabitant's of the place were excited at this recognition as well as the developments that came with it. Hugo became their hero and they waited to be awarded a name by him.
Thinking far and back about his journey,
Hugo directly named the province 'Golden Dog'. People were shocked by the ridiculous name Hugo had decided to give to his birthplace but what could they do?.
Hugo's explained his thought of reasoning behind the given name. He said that he hoped than more golden, talented yet loyal members of the community would serve proudly under the umbrella of the Coastal Clan's flag.
At that time, although disturbing it made a bit of sense to people cause well, Hugo was their hero and heroes were always right from the perspective of the mundane. The name was proudly registered and people celebrated but the celebrations were soon soured because the very next day after the celebrations.. the Coastal Clan's prince that Hugo had been serving under got eaten by a Rank 7 Golden dog!.
The world went silent for a moment and
people's eyes dramatically twitched from the awkward coincidence but they could only wacth on.
A couple days passed by in confusion and
although the coincidence of the Coastal prince's death is comical, there's no logical way to associate it with Hugo's naming of a province and so the situation came to an awkward conclusion as an haliarious or painful coincidence depending on perspectives.
After a bit is commotion, Hugo began to serve under the orders true wife of the dead prince and he was set to be re-knighted though another comical joke played in reality once more.
The very next day after Hugo's re-knighting to his late master's wife, his new master got poisoned to death while eating the flesh of a furred Golden Dog!.
What?!.
The world became silent once more and
confusion got to its peak especially for Hugo. Laughter's of outsiders flew in the
faces of the Inhabitants of the province and as for the powerhouses up, they cast confused gazes at the situation.
Nobody wanted to take Hugo under their wings anymore but Hugo could not bear to leave his people with the stain of the name he had unknowingly given them. His people deserved better so he had to complete what he had started. It took him a while but soon he finalized a plan in mind. Acting on his plan, Hugo first step was bold and attention grabbing as he became a lone emissary for the Coastal Clan.
It is a written rule in continent Eclipse of the Oceans that unless you are of royal relations, you cannot name the same territory twice yet despite this barrier, Hugo had a fool proof plan in mind.
As an emissary of the Coastal clan, if he is able to earn enough points in his lifetime then he can demand for a member of the Coastal Clan's royalty to give a new name to the land of his people!. It was a glorious plan in hindsight but the Hugo knows that the process would break a Rank 5 cultivator like him.
Being a 'Loyal Dog' to his people, Hugo wasn't scared of the task he had set for himself as he began working mission to mission for sixteen long decades!. He earned battle and mental scars after scars in order to earn points and then, one final mission finally broke him.
Hugo was truly beat from his last mission and his body no longer responded to alchemy treatments.
He became crippled, half paralyzed and age has taken a destructive toll on him due to his injuries.
It was a difficult and long journey indeed but on his deathbed, Hugo had finally gained enough points to demand for his province to be renamed by a member of the Coastal Household.
He wrote the letter then tendered a plea
while waiting for the new name with a serene smile on his face as he rested on his deathbed.
Hearing of the news that they were about to be given a new name with a glorious story, Hugo became a hero once again in the hearts of his people. They celebrated him like a king by throwing him a large party that lasted three days.
During the final day of the party, the messengers of the Coastal Clan arrived powerfuly with a scroll in their hand in order to gift the territory a new name.
The people were excited and the dying Hugo wore a gentle smile while feeling lucky that he can hold on to life long enough
to see the results of his blood and sweats.
Open the scroll, the mighty messengers read with a voice that covered the entire province and more.
-"As per the orders and grand insights of the Coastal Clan's fifty-eighth generation one hundred and fifth Coastal Blood prince.."- The messangers anounced.
It is recorded that as soon as Hugo heard the title of the royalty who is to rename the province, he got out of his seat with shaky legs and a deep frown. Though his reaction didn't quench the people's excitement nor did it alter the booming voice of the Coastal Clan's messengers.
"..From this day forth, no longer would this province bear the title 'Golden Dog province' but rather it would be by henceforth known as 'Golden Anjing's province'.".
Silence of confusion reigned for a moment at the new name followed by a thick bloody cough. Hugo's body shook like that of a jelly fish as he spat out a mouthful of blood from pure anger. His eyes rolled back and his body lost hold of his soul from shock.
Turns out that the royalty of the Coastal
Clan who had renamed the province is the most beloved son of the prince and
true wife Hugo had served!.
One of the royalty's beloved parents had died from eating a golden dog and the
other died from being eaten by a golden dog as so,.. the mastermind decided to
change the name from 'Golden Dog' to 'Golden Anjing' which spells dog though in a much more upsetting manner.
The world hadn't had such a funny story in
ages and all finger were pointed in mockery of the province who became a place
of legends through generations though for twisted reasons.
"Hahaha, ha hahahaha!..", A half drunk man and his half drunk buddy laughs wildly and choked over their drinks as one of them had just finished narating the comical historical story to the other who is in tears from laughter.
Both of the blushing and laughing half-drunk men are sitting on bar stools around a serving counter and the bartender standing on the other side is visibly pissed at their behaviors.
"You do know that it's rude to mock the province so openly when you are within it's territory,.. right?", The bartender asks with a small frown but the duo drunks barely pays attention to the bartender's harsh tone with one of them taking harsh gulps out of his bear cup to sooth his laughter.
"Come on man*Gulp*.. I'm just taking a
buddy down the old memory lane of this wonderful province..", One of the half drunk duo who has been narating the story teasingly replies before taking a swing at his cup of alcohol. The bartender who is obviously a native in Golden Anjing's province is about to reply the drunks with swear words but his trail of thoughts are immediately cut off by a cold wind followed by an even masculine yet noble accent.
"Where are your finest wines?..", The
voice calmly asks as a tall and handsome man in simple yet unique asain styled purple robes slowly walks over to the bar counter while carrying with him a playful yet dangerous air that made all present in the tavern shift uncomfortable. Those who were drunk became sober and they immediately took their eyes off the new arrival as soon as they get a glimpse of his aura.
He is a powerful cultivator and they could
feel that from his passive aura. Realizing this, nobody in the tavern - cultivator or not - dared breath too loudly as nobody is willing to bet their lives on weather or not the newly entering powerhouse likes the sound of their breaths!.
"..*Swallow*, Ho-how can I serve you young master?..", The bartender says shakily as he feels his heart drumming loudly within his chest. His momentary flare of anger has settled into fear and something deeper as he struggles to keep his eyes down while feeling the aura of the cultivator directed on him.
Just across the bar table, the playful looking cultivator tilts his head at the bartender's question while looking more deeply at the bartender who swallows
heavily with sweat oozing out of his pores.
Five second passes by in tense silence and all of a sudden, the bartender's eyes widened in fear as he talks in a voice that comes out a little too loud.
"..our finest wines are tidal syrup, Mangrove berry rum and Bizelet liver cold sigani".
After the bartenders words, the already silent tarvern seemed to add a deeper layer of silence with a few drunks swallowing as they realized the bar-man's mistake.
Still dripping in cold sweat, the bartender trembles while cursing his own stupidity. Cultivator's, especially those of the sword's pathways are not known to find any pleasure in repeating themselves!.
Sword's men are women are especially known to prefer wasting lives than words!.
Thinking of this, the peak level Rank One
bartender swallows a little while praying silently to every of the deities he knows
or have heard about but his mind is in to much shambles to even make prayer. With his mind and body in jellytine state, the bartender soon gets relieve from the cultivators next words.
"I will have them all. A big keg of
each.". The tall cultivator says with a small handsome smile that did nothing but chill the bartender's racing heart.
"Be in a hurry, my older brother does not
like to be kept waiting.", The cultivator says politely while the bartender bows quickly
before swiftly exiting to the back of the bar.
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