Hail Lord Vinsion!

Chapter 7

Rael raised his hand, signaling for the men to quiet down. 

Instantly, the clamor turned back into silence.

He then asked, his tone calm but firm, “Has the Lord of the Scorpion decided to break his promise and no longer respect his vow to stay beyond the border?”

At that moment, a blonde man stepped forward and knelt before Rael on one knee.

With respect, he explained, “The Lord of the Scorpion has already been informed of your arrival, Lord Vinsion.”

“We were sent here solely to ensure the order and security of this place.”

Joel and the elite guards standing to his left and right finally realized that these heavily armed men were subordinates of the Lord of the Scorpion. 

They were utterly dumbfounded.

“Is this some kind of illusion?”

“If the Lord of the Scorpion has such a force stationed here, he must be far stronger than the rumors suggest.”

“But look at this! They’re all bowing to Lord Vinsion!”

“It seems there’s much more to Lord Vinsion than we know.”

“That young man is truly a living legend of Noorhaven.”

"Someone as great as Lord Vinsion surely wouldn’t be involved in petty crimes like bribery, corruption, or any other acts of dishonesty, right?"

"I can’t even begin to imagine what terrible things would happen to Noorhaven if Lord Vinsion ever turned his back on it."

Shortly after, the blonde man stood and opened the door of a military vehicle for Rael.

 "Please, Lord Vinsion."

Inside the vehicle, Rael gave a calm instruction. 

"Take me to the summit of Mount Kryden."

The driver nodded. 

"My pleasure, Lord Vinsion."

The vehicle's engine roared to life, and the military car sped up the wide mountain road toward the summit. 

Behind it, a long convoy of armed vehicles followed in perfect formation. 

The procession was so grand it drew the attention of anyone who happened to witness it.

As the convoy made its way to the peak, warlord troops who were usually locked in combat lowered their weapons and saluted as the vehicles passed.

At the summit of Mount Kryden, the wind blew briskly, sending chills down the spine. 

Rael stepped out of the vehicle alone. 

His sharp gaze scanning the cold, snow-covered landscape.

With steady steps, he walked toward the lone grave at the summit. 

His followers, standing behind him, dared neither to speak nor lift their heads.

At the same time, Joel hugged his arms tightly to fight the biting cold, unease written all over his face.

Curious, Joel leaned toward the blonde man beside him and whispered, "Why is there a grave at the summit of this mountain?"

The blonde man didn’t answer. 

Instead, he quickly clamped a hand over Joel’s mouth.

With a stern whisper, he warned, "It’s best if you stay silent and avoid asking about things you shouldn’t know."

He added, his voice low but firm, "Even if blood flows like a river at the base of Mount Kryden, no one would dare disturb the summit."

The explanation left Joel wide-eyed and frozen in place.

Meanwhile, Rael gently placed a bouquet of flowers and the offerings he had prepared in front of the grave.

His gaze softened as he stared at the tombstone, his expression veiled with emotion.

In a low, calm voice, Rael spoke, "Master, I’ve fulfilled your wish to take care of Noorhaven."

"I have transformed this land, once filled with chaos, into a prosperous and peaceful one."

"Now that I’ve fulfilled your wish, I think it’s time for me to leave."

It turned out that the person buried in this cemetery was Rael’s life mentor, who saved his life and taught him valuable skills.

If it weren’t for Rael’s mentor, Rael wouldn’t be who he was today.

As soon as Rael finished speaking, a snowstorm suddenly swept across the peak of Mount Kryden.

Without hesitation, Rael turned to leave. 

His every step was unwavering, as if he was turning the snow beneath his feet into ice.

The man who had previously welcomed Rael now took the initiative to lead the group in paying their respects to the grave. 

The snowstorm on the summit intensified.

Witnessing these events, Joel couldn’t help but be mesmerized.

'By all that is holy.' 

'Someone as great and powerful as Lord Vinsion doesn’t deserve to be imprisoned.'

'If he is, Noorhaven will be in grave danger!'

Half an hour later, Rael reached the foot of Mount Kryden and entered Joel’s car.

With a calm voice, Rael spoke, "Take me back."

Joel immediately nodded in obedience. 

His body was still tense from the cold, and he didn’t dare let any of his subordinates take over the task.

The car’s engine purred softly as it began to move. 

When Joel looked ahead, his gaze fell upon the blonde man, who stood out more than the well-organized soldiers lined up on either side of the road. 

From his appearance, Joel guessed he was a warlord or someone of similar standing.

The blonde man gave Rael a respectful salute, followed by the other armed men.

He spoke with deep reverence, "Farewell, Lord Vinsion the great!"

The voice echoed behind the car, reverberating in Joel’s chest.

The shock and tension almost made Joel forget how to drive.

'Dammit. This was not the time to daydream!'

With the last of his focus, Joel pinched his own thigh to bring himself back to the present and drove away from the place.

As they drove back, Joel noticed the rows of soldiers along the road saluting Rael in the car.

Impressive! 

He hadn’t expect the Lord of the Scorpion to be this powerful.

In his heart, Joel also admired Rael, who was being respected by the Lord of the Scorpion.

If that old bastard insisted on imprisoning Lord Vinsion, Noorhaven was finished.