All Chapters of General Rhys Vermillion: Return of The Dark Phoenix: Chapter 161
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At the party, Ivan had managed to take Kito to a corner, where he was talking to his son calmly, trying to reach him. “I know that this isn't what you would want me to do, but I am not going to let you suffer,” he muttered, looking at his son, who was in distress. Uris walked there, knowing that his Lord would be having a hard time trying to get them out of the party. “I know that this isn't what you would want to hear, but I know that there is a high chance if we try to get out of here, then they aren't going to be letting anything of that nature happen. They will haunt us and try to kill us.” Ivan knew that Kito was on the radar, but there was something else he needed to make sure they wouldn't do to his son: kill him, like he didn't matter to anything they were doing there, and it was going to be hard for him even to get anything done. “I know Uris, they are going to do anything in their power to make sure that I leave him here for them to make sure that there isn't going to b
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“Dont worry, Lady Noelle, he will be back soon, and then there will be more for both of you to do.” Saint sounded like a housewife, trying to make sure that he would get Noelle not to worry much about him, knowing that Rhys wasn't the one going to be in trouble if things took another turn. “I am fine…” she muttered, looking back at the party. There wasn't much left for her to do there. Noelle smiled. She had wanted to meet her grandfather and uncle, but then there wouldn't be a chance to do so. Now, she was on her way out of the party, and they were going to make sure that there wasn't anything going to harm her. “If there was anything else I had in mind, then it would have to be on hold till there is something I can do about it.” Saint knew nothing was going to make her worried; it was only going to last for a while, and they didn't even need to get things that complex. “I know, there isn't going to be—” “Run!!” “They aren't normal fighters, have you seen how they can throw t
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Back in the meeting room, Evan took a step back. His eyes darkened, and his lips quivered when he heard what Grant told him to do. "What do you mean by that?" Evan was looking at Grant. He had asked him to help find the family that was trying to get them down. “It isn't something I am begging of you,” Grant made his voice stern, looking at the man, knowing that the next thing that they would be getting was him trying to pull away from it. “This is something you would be doing, and there is no way for you to say that there is no chance for you to get it,” Grant leaned back, staring at Evan as he waved his hand, trying to make sure that they would settle things. Julius stepped forward, his eyes met with Evan, and like he had something there that he wanted to say, he made sure that there wasn't going to be a way for them to escape. “I don't want to hear that there was a mistake, so you need to make sure that there isn't going to be something that made you lose…do I make myself clea
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TWELVE YEARS AGO “Hidan, I am telling you.” Sio was walking up to his brother, holding him by the shoulder, trying to get him to see things the way he was. “If we match with the Order, there is no telling what can come out of all this. They are strong and…” “Sion, there isn't a chance I would give the Crest or Zenovia over to those people.” Hidan was stern, knowing that there was no way for them to get anything back if they got their hands on the power here. Sio, frustrated, let out a cry, looking at his brother. “Tell me, there isn't anything you would do that would amount to anything, and if we were to think of anything else, then they would always try to…” “You are reading too much into certain things; there shouldn't be a chance for the Order to come into Zenovia, and as Head of Crest and Sovereign, I am not going to let anything of that into this land.” Hidan spoke, looking at his brother, trying to make sure that he would let him know that there wasn't going to be anythin
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Shattered fragments of glass lay around the floor of the pavement where Saint had dueled the two men who were trying to kill Jiron. He had overpowered both of them, now standing over them like they were nothing but fodder. “Here I thought that they were going to be worth the energy…” Saint muttered, looking around, trying to get his head clear on what was going on. “You're a monster,” Jiron said as he looked at the warriors who were taken down; they didn't even have a chance to fight against him. “There isn't any explanation, you are a monster that feeds on humans, or else there would be an explanation for how you were able to beat them down and still not feel tired.” He was looking at Saint; the man was still standing, with no injury or even the slightest mark. “They weren't even that strong to hold their own against me, so I wonder how they did that to you.” Jiron stuck out his tongue, trying to avoid more trouble. “Sir Saint?” Both of them turned to see Noelle running tow
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“What do I mean?” The lady tilted her head, staring at Noelle, knowing they were not going to get anything out of her that easily, and that they were not going to waste time there looking at her. They were going to be hellbent on making sure that there was nothing left of them. “Well. if you want to know…we are going to make sure that the Leonharts are put in their place, which is the gutters because I dont know of anything else worth more than that for them.” Noelle clenched her fists, it was strange that there was something being said about her and she couldnt even find the energy to speak back. “I mean, Lionel Leonahrt thought he had a chance…both he and his son, Talen Leonhart, they were thev ones who were supporting the Vermillion family. They were just as powerful, so they made things hard for our lords and their works. You know that there wasn't a chance for us to even move…” Noelle didn't utter a word, looking at the lady, surprised to hear something about her father. Beca
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Back at the party, Sio was still looking at Rhys, knowing that he wasn’t going to have the chance to leave there with his head intact. “You are silent,” Rhys broke the silence, looking at Sio as he controlled his rage, knowing they were not going to be in the right position and that there wasn’t going to be anything that would keep them down. “What happened, Uncle Sio?” Rhys asked, growing impatient as he was looking at Sio, trying to push the topic away, knowing that there was going to be a falling out no matter what happened. “Cat got your tongue?” ‘TSK!’ Sio cursed, knowing that the man in front of him was bound to attack at any moment, but he knew that there was no way for him to be in the same rank as Hidan. “Well,” Sio tilted his head down, knowing that he had nothing to lose and there wasn’t a chance he would even want to fight, and it was going to be the worst thing to happen if they did. “Your father was weak, and he refused to listen to reason. I told him, there was go
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“You wish for me to take things back to the way they were,” Marcus said, looking at Grant, his smile widening as he imagined what was going to be achieved. “And you also want me to take care of Sio, like make sure that there isn't going to be anything left of him.” Looking at Grant, there was something he felt inside his body; it was this joy that he was going to get what he was looking for, and there wasn't going to be anything that would even try to take that joy away from him. “That is what I am asking of you, and I dont want it to be something you would look for a way to keep me on the edge. I need you to make sure that there isn't going to be a trace of him, I need you to make sure that there isn't going to be a trace of his DNA in the Crest.” Marcus' smile widened, knowing that he was going to get the chance to make sure that Loo would be avenged when he took down Sio. “I am going to make sure that there isn't going to be anything left of him there, and I will also make sur
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Saint, Jiron, and Noelle moved closer to see what was going on, but then, when they got closer. It was clear they had things pulled down, and from what was left standing, they were seeing something that looked like a strange occurrence. “Is Lord Rhys kneeling?” Jiron asked, shocked to see that something like that was even happening, and it was clear they had something else going on, making it even clearer they were not seeing the whole thing. Saint’s eyes let out a dark green glow. Something was going on, and he was about to find out what it was. Looking down to the side where Rhys and the other man stood, he could see it, and it wasn't hidden from anyone. “He was wounded, and that dagger might have some kind of poison on it that allowed him to get down on one knee like that!” Saint didn't waste time, bolting down to go for Rhys, not trying to waste time there, knowing that anything he was going to do, he was going to stand there and let them do, to make Rhys go down. Rhys felt
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Watching the camera, Grant and Marcus had witnessed Sio get thrown around like a rag doll; it was clear they were not going to have the easiest task. “Now we have someone else we need to deal with, there isn't going to be any rest until we take care of that person, or even better yet. Recruit him into the Order; there is a need for someone like him.” Grant said, trying to understand what he had seen while Marcus…Well, Marcus had seen everything happen; it was beyond his own thoughts; he never knew that there would be a time or an opponent that would take down Sio like that. ‘There is really something about that warrior. It's beyond what I imagined. I think there is a chance for us to take him down without raising a finger.’ He was looking at Sio as he struggled to get back on his feet. It was a fast attack on him, and the way the warrior didn't even give him the chance to see anything else to do. But now Grant was talking about recruiting the warrior or taking him down, he knew