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Published at 21st of February 2019 08:57:57 PM


Chapter 27

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At the bottom of a mountain in the desolate range was a little town with walls spanning all around it. Sitting at the top of the ramparts was an old man in a bartender suit, he had wizened hairs and a touch of gray in his beard.

The older gentleman had a sword by his waist as he kept watch on the horizon. His attention was captured as a caravan of people swayed with the sunlight in the horizon. His originally nonchalant expression changed as he jumped transforming into a pillar of light zooming through the sky.

His form stretched past the horizon as he flew down in front of the incoming caravan like heavenly judgment. His body shined with various motes of light that swirled distorting various parts of his body.

"Halt! Who goes here?" He roared with a distorted and almost demonic voice.

At the front of the caravan was a golden embroidered litter with four swords as the rods. Each side of the litter had a different color. Holding each rod was a different person they each stood by the four colors, blue, red, green, and black.

Holding the blue sword at the end was a young woman in blue robes, holding the red sword was a young man in red robes, with the green sword was a younger boy who's green robes were larger than his body, and last was the black sword at the front which was held by a burly strong man.

Behind them were various smaller caravans with horses guiding them, and inside were various supplies and warriors clad in knight's armor.

The four swordsmen stopped and focused their attention on the distorted man. Each of them held the sword on the litter tightly ready to withdraw it in one swift motion.

'The four cardinal swords!' The distorted man thought as his heart was gripped with sudden realization. He dispelled the light distortion around him and went onto the ground with one knee cupping his fist up towards the litter.

"Witch of Fortune, I apologize for not realizing it was you earlier." He said in a calm and amicable tone as his eyes looked towards the ground. The four swordsmen removed their sword swiftly and sheathed them on their backs.

The four sides of the litter fell down at the same moment that the swords were pulled out, revealing a young woman in a white gown. Her gown had 9 different swords on the hems that shined with different colors. Her eyes shined resplendently radiating youth and femininity.

"Sir Su Yan, I hold no grudges. This visit must have been a surprise afterall." She chuckled genially radiating warmth and charm.

"Thank you, Madam. May I ask as to why this visit is happening?" Su Yan probed anxiously.

"No big matter at all, I just have a few questions." She said nonchalantly as she looked over her caravan.

Turning back to Su Yan she sprouted a demure expression and glistening smile and said: "First though if you wouldn't mind helping my people settle in."

Su Yan couldn't help but sigh and wryly smile, the village had been getting a lot of visits lately. Previously it was a group of the Third Prince, now the Princess of Fortune or as she was better-known Witch of Fortune Emily had shown up.

The lower part of his body transformed into motes of light and his form started to float. Behind him manifested a young man dressed in heavy armor with a sun at the center. He flew above the caravan guiding them through the remaining swath of land.

After a few hours they reached the village, and Su Yan entered into the village opening the door. At the top of the ramparts, his father sat anxiously until he saw Su Yan return.

"Son, what happened?" He said anxiously as he looked at the people entering the gates.

"Nothing too important Elder Yan." An ethereal voice said as it faded into the wind. Elder Yan's face turned into as pale as paper, the moment Emily's form appeared atop the rampart wall.

"My Lady!" He said saluting her instantly with zeal.

"Father, go guide the Four Cardinals to the mansion." Su Yan said commandingly to his father, who instantly stood straight like an arrow and jumped off the ramparts to the caravan.

Su Yan turned back to the princess, she kept a demure and teasing smile on her lips the whole time. The realization of which made Su Yan's heart cold, this woman was far more terrifying than she seemed.

She's called the Witch of Fortune because she was known for changing the fortunes of war. The Verulyim kingdom was once in a fight against a forming beast clan. The clan had a beast that reached manifesting laws.

He terrorized the troops sent by the Verulyim kingdom and ruled the battlefield. Until the Princess was sent out, she outsmarted him on the battlefield easily. Drawing his rage with his constant failures he attacked her where she had prepared a trap.

That day she slew a peak rank 5 expert with only the cultivation of a rank 4 expert and a trap which weakened him. She had done something that had never happened before in history and established herself as the witch of fortune.

The witch comes from the horrific method she used to win, she flayed hundreds of beastmen personally and drank their blood to inspire both fear in the enemy and boost her cultivation method.

"Your Highness, you had questions?" Su Yan cooly responded trying to give nothing away.

"Yes...of course!" She replied earnestly with a wide grin.

But then suddenly her expression turned entirely cold and devoid of emotion as she spoke: You met Han Yi's group here a while ago, didn't you?"

Su Yan's eyes flashed with confusion for a moment but suddenly his eyes turned into calm deep wells and he replied: "Yes, I did."

"In fact, I know why you're here." He continued with the foreboding in his voice growing.

"Then?" She asked with an almost playful tone.

"That group had too much tension and too much deception. Especially from a young man in that group." Su Yan said as his thoughts drifted to when Han Yi's group arrived.

"Who was he?" She asked in a curious but neutral tone.

Su Yan pondered for a moment on what to see before he spoke: "He called himself Ji Shu."

He elaborated on all of his interactions with Ye Yuyan from day one, outlining them all to the princess who slowly got lost in her thoughts.

'This Ji Shu, he was in the combat report for Gulan. Was he cooperating with the demon and that's why Han Yi was defeated?' She wondered as she formed an initial theory about the circumstances.

Su Yan finished speaking and quietly stood to the side as the princess thought not daring to disturb her. After a few minutes passed her eyes flashed open with enlightenment and she turned to Su Yan.

"Thank you, Sir Su Yan. I will ask father to upgrade your domain as thanks." She said with a thankful sigh as she bore her glistening white smile.

"I do have to ask in the meantime to borrow your village." She said softly her voice passing through Su Yan's ears. His heart grew cold at that moment, he felt the tacit threat come from her words.

She used her father as the carrot and stick to wrest the control of the village from him in a few words.

If he disagreed she could say to her father he had been uncooperative and suddenly he'll be in a lot of trouble. But the carrot was his domain and nobility would be upgraded.

His father and he were from two generations that came from the noble yan family. They came to power and were given their own domain forming their own village.

He was the greatest genius in the Yan family in the last 1000 years so he took the control of the city from his father and hid in the background guarding them as his father stood at the front. But he like all the other noble clans obeyed the Verulyim king without fail.

"Understood." Su Yan said as his body transformed to motes of light and he disappeared. The princess was left atop the ramparts. She looked at the caravan settling throughout the city, various merchants were setting up stands all around and a few venturing outside.

'For father to be so frantic, he must be experiencing issues controlling information.' She thought as she remembered her father's frantic departure after assigning her the mission.

'For the land of bearer any clan would kill, it is too much for us to hold onto ourselves.' Her eyes looked towards the sky as if penetrating past it.

She turned her gaze back to the village, in it the members of the caravan were quickly setting up outposts. Her mentality was if she couldn't have it all then, she'll take the biggest piece she could.

'But if I establish the structure of the trade first, then I can reap more benefits.' She thought as a sinister glint flashed through her eyes.

Other clans would appear without a doubt and if she was stubborn they would cooperate to overthrow her.

But if she were to open up the realm to everyone and give them a piece for a price, then she would gain the most benefits and security. She'd hadn't gained her title as the witch of fortune for nothing!




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