Nether Realm(Pic)In the underground meeting hall deep inside the Demon King's Castle, creatures of different sizes and colors sat on the round table. The thick and long horns protruding from their head were a sight. Their appearance was shrouded in dark fogs, and their voices were whispers like ghosts in the graveyard."The King hadn't come out of his room since then.""Is his injuries from the war still not healed?""Watch your mouth! He's our King! The strongest being in these entire realms. Such puny wounds are nothing to him.""Then why isn't our King shown himself? It's been fifty years."Among the battling of opinions, a calm voice halted all the arguments."Patience, everyone, our King is just resting. When the war between realms is near, he will show himself before us. Without a doubt.".. ... .Everyone was quiet for a moment before another added."That's right. Our King doesn't need to be here each day just to oversee the realm. He has us to take care of it."Another roun

Meanwhile, Ryu was happily chasing the bunny while being careful not to stray too far from the carriage.It happened one time when he lost himself in his hunt that he didn't realize that he was far from the carriage. He grew weak while his soul felt like it was leaving his body. If it wasn't for Ferris, who rash towards him and brought him near Cecily again, he was dead for sure.Only did he learn from Ferris that he had to stay at a certain distance from Cecily or else he would die. Once he felt the burning sensation from the servant symbol glowing silver on top of his head, he should return with haste. That was Ferris said.Ryu jumped and ran as fast as his limbs could carry him. When he did so, he was flying in the air. He enjoyed the air splashing against his face and the feeling that his body was floating mid-air.Ryu chaste the wild hare with a smile on his face. He jumped into a dense bush when the rabbit disappeared behind its thick laves. His lips quirked in a grin and pounce

An old man wiped his sweat as he looked at Cecily, sitting opposite him, sipping tea.The old man was skinny and short. His limbs were shaking, and he could barely walk without his cane. Like with a gust of wind, he would be blown apart. This old man was the Mayor of Southshore port town.Cecily and Murok were both sitting inside the mayor's manor in a spacious yet modest room for receiving guests while their servants were outside, waiting for them."P-princess, I'm afraid that what you're asking is impossible." The Mayor wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hanky while his smile was skewed.Cecily's beautiful face remained unmoved as she brought down her cup. "Mayor, I heard that this port town is doing quite well. I'm sure this town can afford to lend us some soldiers, right?"The Mayor grumbled in silence. Though indeed this port town was doing well, it was just a tiny town. And thanks to it being near the ocean, they could sustain their inhabitant through fishing and trade. Bu

Dorian opened his mouth and yawned his heart out. "Man, sitting in this wagon for just a day made me lazy already."Ferris ignored Dorian while Ryu never strayed his eyes on Cecily's carriage. They were arranged in a group. Ryu, Ferris, and Dorian were on the same wagon with some mercs while the soldiers took up horses in the front and back.Three wagons were carrying the mercenaries and only one carriage to where Cecily, Murk, and Agatha reside."So tell me about this demon and dark elf that's been hunting the Princess." Dorian prompt his head on his palm, elbow resting on his knees as he leaned at Ryu. "I heard they're strong."Ryu didn't answer."Well, coming from a one horn demon, it'll take like four C-class mercenaries to defeat one of them. As for the dark elf, I bet Valij and the other merc can take care of him."Ryu didn't speak, and Ferris just closed her eyes shut. Too bored to be bothered by Dorian's lame attempt of flashing out information and too sleepy to care at the ot

After two daysDorian swung his word, and blood splattered on the ground. "These beasts don't know what's good for them.""They're many on this path. They're crazed and would attack whatever came their way, weak or strong." Isaac looked over the dead bodies of hounds loitering their trail.Pedro sniffed the pungent smell and tasted the frigid air."It's going to rain," said Isaac, looking at the ominous sky."It always rained on these parts," a soldier said. "The crazed monsters, the foul smell, the rain. .. we are nearing the Mountain of the dead."The soldier's face grew solemn while the mercenaries brandished their swords and moved along the forest in careful steps. The looming mountain over the dead trees and the hazy fog was worrying.Traversing the mountains of the dead, or Corpse mountain as the locals knew it, was the most arduous path into the Kingdom and the shortest route. Not many ventured this path unless they were pressed of time like them.Monsters and beast lurked at e