Ren hearing the crowd screaming Iselv's name couldn't help but chuckle. The speech he just made was a copy of the speech he heard one of the heroes say to his people. It might also be a human king who said it, but he could never remember. To Ren back in the day, all that asked for a fight were treated equally and had the same end, death. So knowing if they were a hero or a king didn't really matter, to him it was only if they could put up a decent fight or not.
While Ren was reminiscing about his past life, he saw Galius approaching him. The old knight was walking with a lot of caution in his steps. His form, his aura, everything about him was showing that he was about to fight his final battle. Ren was feeling excited when he saw this. Ever since he saw the old knight back when they first arrived in town, he always wanted to see the real limits of his swordsmanship.
"Ren it has been a while since we last spoke." Once he was in front of Ren, Galius showed a smile similar to how a grandfather smiles at his mischievous grandson.
"Cut the crap old man. If you want to fight, then come at me with everything you got." Ren who was getting excited by the prospect of a fight summoned the death scythe. Even in the face of Ren's gushing fighting spirit, Galius remained ever calm.
"I didn't come here to fight. I just wanted to talk." Seeing Galius was not drawing his weapon made Ren look a bit disappointed.
"What do you want to talk about? Tell it quickly." Now knowing that there wasn't going to be a fight Ren was less motivated to listen to Galius.
"Are you sure about this?" Ren didn't need to clarify what 'this' Galius was talking about, as he looked at the old knight with a face saying why ask the obvious.
"Do you think I'm going to move about if I'm not sure."
"Then how will you deal with the nobles present in Grenton? I'm sure about half of them have already sent there messengers to the capital. In a few days, the whole army of Reschbeauch will be upon you. In that scenario, are you going to make the citizens fall with you?"
Ren looked at Galius' serious expression and couldn't help but smirk.
"Like I said, do you think I just did this without thinking? I already sent someone to deal with the messengers. As for the nobles present in Grenton, I already have them under my grasp. Those who didn't follow, well they'll find it hard to leave Grenton. I won't harm them, but they'll be caged birds until they change their minds. As for the army of Reschbeauch, they'll only be aware of the situation when the current lord of Grenton doesn't report, or when some random merchant gossips about. Either way that'll give me enough time to prepare for the next step."
After saying a bit of his plan to Galius, Ren couldn't help but smile that vicious smile of his, as his fighting spirit once again soaring.
"Even if by some mishap the king or whoever finds out about the situation of New Grenton sends an army to quell the birth of New Grenton, then all I have to do is send them packing. As for the people surely after the incident with the undead army, they'll fight even harder than ever for this chance to break free from the nobles. Iselv the third prince just gives more legitimacy to this move of mine. Well, it doesn't really matter no matter what is thrown at me, I will deal with it."
Galius saw in Ren's eyes both madness and wisdom mixed together which frightened him a bit. It was like everything was truly within his grasp.
...
While Ren was talking to Galius, Lara was hunting down the messengers the nobles sent out. She was given command of thirty men by Kithra. It didn't take much effort to kill the messengers before they were even able to get a bit further from the city of New Grenton.
Lara as usual dealt with the problem with efficiency and lack of any emotion. Only when she kills does her outer appearance and inner self match. As she was killing she would always repeat to herself, that this was Ren's plan, which means it couldn't be wrong. She convinced herself that everything that Ren was doing was for the greater good, and as his woman, all she needed to do was follow him.
Yet deep inside, in a corner of her mind, she had doubts and feared what she was doing. In the corner of her very own heart, she knew that some of the things she did were unforgivable but those were sacrifices that needed to be made. Lara might act aloof, and only care for Ren but deep down she was still just a fourteen-year-old girl.
After killing the last messenger Lara retreated back to New grenton.
...
The nobles who were in New Grenton were panicking. Even the children in the knight academy who consisted mostly of children of noble families were also confused and anxious about the turn of events. The New Grenton Iselv was proposing lowered the status of nobles into one not above commoners, but one that was in the same status as commoners. This basically was an announcement of the destruction of the nobility, and the one who proposed it was someone from the royal family.
The nobles wanted to fight back and usually even if it was the third prince they would've complained and would even use force if necessary. But unfortunately, they couldn't do anything to the third prince, since the person who he called his knight was that fearsome being that practically destroyed the undead army singlehandedly.
Ren the blade of death was his knight, none of the nobles in New Grenton had the force needed to even talk equally with Ren. If he wanted to he could wipe out everyone in New Grenton. Little did they know the Ren they witnessed the other day that killed Alfred, wasn't as strong as he was at that moment. The effects of eating the young dragon's heart a.k.a the dungeon core was no longer in effect and Ren's mana output returned back to normal but also slightly stronger.
Currently, Ren wasn't even half as strong as he was when he faced Alfred, but nobody, not even Valdel and Lara were aware.
...
After talking with Galius Ren was about to move onto the next phase of his plan, but Kithra approached him with a worried look.
"What is it?"
"Gregory's dead!"
"What happened?!" Ren was shocked it has been more than a month since he last heard of Gregory, and now he hears his dead. That meant that Ren misjudged how strong the marquis that governs his village was.
"Wait, how did you know Gregory's dead?" The moment Ren asked this, Kithra handed Ren a package. Upon opening the package there was Gregory's head with a note saying, "Here's your pet mouse."
"Who sent this!" For a moment, just a single second, Ren's anger burst out of him. It also took him a second to calm down as he looked at the frightened Kithra.
"Tell me, who sent this?" Ren who was able to calm down rather quickly asked the frightened Kithra, with a much calmer tone than before.
"We don't know..." Ren was about to burst out in anger again but was able to hold it in.
"You don't know? We have the whole city under our control, we have men stationed in every exit, I even let Lara patrol the area with you in command, and you're telling me you don't know how the head of a dead assassin entered the city?" Ren's voice was low and he didn't shout, but this just made the tense atmosphere even scarier for Kithra.
She knelt on the ground and bowed her head. "I'm sorry please forgive me!" Kithra the woman called the succubus, the witch, and other colorful names was bowing in fear. Ren looked at Kithra for a moment with disdain, then after thinking for a bit, he started to laugh. Kithra raised her head and saw Ren showing his trademark smile.
"It would seem that a new player has joined the game. How exciting! I hope he's strong, I hope he gives me the satisfaction of a good battle! Just after Alfred, another strong enemy appears! This is exhilarating!"
Ren hearing the crowd screaming Iselv's name couldn't help but chuckle. The speech he just made was a copy of the speech he heard one of the heroes say to his people. It might also be a human king who said it, but he could never remember. To Ren back in the day, all that asked for a fight were treated equally and had the same end, death. So knowing if they were a hero or a king didn't really matter, to him it was only if they could put up a decent fight or not.
While Ren was reminiscing about his past life, he saw Galius approaching him. The old knight was walking with a lot of caution in his steps. His form, his aura, everything about him was showing that he was about to fight his final battle. Ren was feeling excited when he saw this. Ever since he saw the old knight back when they first arrived in town, he always wanted to see the real limits of his swordsmanship.
"Ren it has been a while since we last spoke." Once he was in front of Ren, Galius showed a smile similar to how a grandfather smiles at his mischievous grandson.
"Cut the crap old man. If you want to fight, then come at me with everything you got." Ren who was getting excited by the prospect of a fight summoned the death scythe. Even in the face of Ren's gushing fighting spirit, Galius remained ever calm.
"I didn't come here to fight. I just wanted to talk." Seeing Galius was not drawing his weapon made Ren look a bit disappointed.
"What do you want to talk about? Tell it quickly." Now knowing that there wasn't going to be a fight Ren was less motivated to listen to Galius.
"Are you sure about this?" Ren didn't need to clarify what 'this' Galius was talking about, as he looked at the old knight with a face saying why ask the obvious.
"Do you think I'm going to move about if I'm not sure."
"Then how will you deal with the nobles present in Grenton? I'm sure about half of them have already sent there messengers to the capital. In a few days, the whole army of Reschbeauch will be upon you. In that scenario, are you going to make the citizens fall with you?"
Ren looked at Galius' serious expression and couldn't help but smirk.
"Like I said, do you think I just did this without thinking? I already sent someone to deal with the messengers. As for the nobles present in Grenton, I already have them under my grasp. Those who didn't follow, well they'll find it hard to leave Grenton. I won't harm them, but they'll be caged birds until they change their minds. As for the army of Reschbeauch, they'll only be aware of the situation when the current lord of Grenton doesn't report, or when some random merchant gossips about. Either way that'll give me enough time to prepare for the next step."
After saying a bit of his plan to Galius, Ren couldn't help but smile that vicious smile of his, as his fighting spirit once again soaring.
"Even if by some mishap the king or whoever finds out about the situation of New Grenton sends an army to quell the birth of New Grenton, then all I have to do is send them packing. As for the people surely after the incident with the undead army, they'll fight even harder than ever for this chance to break free from the nobles. Iselv the third prince just gives more legitimacy to this move of mine. Well, it doesn't really matter no matter what is thrown at me, I will deal with it."
Galius saw in Ren's eyes both madness and wisdom mixed together which frightened him a bit. It was like everything was truly within his grasp.
...
While Ren was talking to Galius, Lara was hunting down the messengers the nobles sent out. She was given command of thirty men by Kithra. It didn't take much effort to kill the messengers before they were even able to get a bit further from the city of New Grenton.
Lara as usual dealt with the problem with efficiency and lack of any emotion. Only when she kills does her outer appearance and inner self match. As she was killing she would always repeat to herself, that this was Ren's plan, which means it couldn't be wrong. She convinced herself that everything that Ren was doing was for the greater good, and as his woman, all she needed to do was follow him.
Yet deep inside, in a corner of her mind, she had doubts and feared what she was doing. In the corner of her very own heart, she knew that some of the things she did were unforgivable but those were sacrifices that needed to be made. Lara might act aloof, and only care for Ren but deep down she was still just a fourteen-year-old girl.
After killing the last messenger Lara retreated back to New grenton.
...
The nobles who were in New Grenton were panicking. Even the children in the knight academy who consisted mostly of children of noble families were also confused and anxious about the turn of events. The New Grenton Iselv was proposing lowered the status of nobles into one not above commoners, but one that was in the same status as commoners. This basically was an announcement of the destruction of the nobility, and the one who proposed it was someone from the royal family.
The nobles wanted to fight back and usually even if it was the third prince they would've complained and would even use force if necessary. But unfortunately, they couldn't do anything to the third prince, since the person who he called his knight was that fearsome being that practically destroyed the undead army singlehandedly.
Ren the blade of death was his knight, none of the nobles in New Grenton had the force needed to even talk equally with Ren. If he wanted to he could wipe out everyone in New Grenton. Little did they know the Ren they witnessed the other day that killed Alfred, wasn't as strong as he was at that moment. The effects of eating the young dragon's heart a.k.a the dungeon core was no longer in effect and Ren's mana output returned back to normal but also slightly stronger.
Currently, Ren wasn't even half as strong as he was when he faced Alfred, but nobody, not even Valdel and Lara were aware.
...
After talking with Galius Ren was about to move onto the next phase of his plan, but Kithra approached him with a worried look.
"What is it?"
"Gregory's dead!"
"What happened?!" Ren was shocked it has been more than a month since he last heard of Gregory, and now he hears his dead. That meant that Ren misjudged how strong the marquis that governs his village was.
"Wait, how did you know Gregory's dead?" The moment Ren asked this, Kithra handed Ren a package. Upon opening the package there was Gregory's head with a note saying, "Here's your pet mouse."
"Who sent this!" For a moment, just a single second, Ren's anger burst out of him. It also took him a second to calm down as he looked at the frightened Kithra.
"Tell me, who sent this?" Ren who was able to calm down rather quickly asked the frightened Kithra, with a much calmer tone than before.
"We don't know..." Ren was about to burst out in anger again but was able to hold it in.
"You don't know? We have the whole city under our control, we have men stationed in every exit, I even let Lara patrol the area with you in command, and you're telling me you don't know how the head of a dead assassin entered the city?" Ren's voice was low and he didn't shout, but this just made the tense atmosphere even scarier for Kithra.
She knelt on the ground and bowed her head. "I'm sorry please forgive me!" Kithra the woman called the succubus, the witch, and other colorful names was bowing in fear. Ren looked at Kithra for a moment with disdain, then after thinking for a bit, he started to laugh. Kithra raised her head and saw Ren showing his trademark smile.
"It would seem that a new player has joined the game. How exciting! I hope he's strong, I hope he gives me the satisfaction of a good battle! Just after Alfred, another strong enemy appears! This is exhilarating!"
