In their country, which is called Sieghild, the city center is called plaza by the majority and soon it did became the official name for the place.
After they exited the space realm, they appeared at the city center. The moment Aenethi stepped out of the vortex, people greeted them and knelt down, including those who are in the upper rankings of retzis.
They were shaking in admiration of the appearance of Aenethi. They gulped and basted in the enormous aura energy of the 1st Retzi.
Some swallowed their words about the might of the first Retzi and some curried favor.
This was the Retzi who is on the same standing of the King. This was the Retzi who was ready to reclaim the throne.
Aenethi stood before them. He didn't expect that the population greeting him would be on a higher level. He further expanded his pressure release and opened his mouth.
" The First Ranked, Aenethi Verri, declare the first appearance as an event for all Retzis. " he stopped. Blood boiling of anticipation of each 1st factor that make up the era can be felt by all. Rautiers getting ready to escape, and civils shuddered by the next statement Aenethi made.
" With the exception of the badged Civils, I commence the bloodbath.... " the looks of wickedness, nervousness, and fear can also be drawn by each faces. None dared to move as they would surely die and disrespect the one who rules them all.
He suppressed his energy and said the words of joy and terror. "... Begin"
The few seconds of silence turned to loud cries of slaughtering. Wails and scream, laugh and cheer was heard. The splashes of blood decorated the walls and stone floor of the plaza. The fountain at the center where Aenethi was standing was dyed thick red.
"... wonderful.." Aenethi muttered. The seriousness of his voice flew through Thraia's ears sighed.
"Brother,.. I hate bloodbaths. Please make this stop. " She tugged the rim of her long sleeved loose dress. Aenethi eyed her and frowned.
"This is now a formal event, how can I make this stop?"
Then, a civil covered in blood knelt on both knees in front of Aenethi. "S-sir.. please stop!" The silver eyes of Aenethi looked through the person in both knees.
The civil woman suddenly grabbed Aenethi's hands and cried solemnly. "Sir! Please! I have a child.. he-he will be useful to this country!!" The agony of the woman couldn't be heard by Aenethi as he was thinking, 'how dare a vermin grab my hands'
He flicked her hands away and draw a horizontal line in the air. The head rolled with the face of a woman still wet with tears and snot. "You're right.. few seconds of fun is enough. " turning to Thraia.
Thraia then, with relief, slightly clapped her hands and smiled. The smile that curved her eyes into a crescent-like form. And the smile that made everybody stop their hysteria and lunacy.
Aenethi blinked a few times to confirm the situation and inwardly smiled. He cannot face these people with him losing his pride. The actions of the present people were like a bunch of trained dogs that got fed with a smile as the meat.
The still atmosphere lasted a few more minutes before everyone composed themselves. They groomed their clothes and some was in ecstasy of having a mini-sweep the next day after the sweeping.
"Pardon us, First. We may have shown an obtrusive sight." said a gentleman with his clothes now colored red.
" I enjoyed it. It was fine. " Aenethi admitted. The scent of blood and the scream of agony was like a melody and a feast to his eyes and smell.
Someone cleared their throat and stepped forward.
" First, it is a pleasure to meet, and see you. My name is Duamon Serlie, the 5th ranked retzi. If you may, please call me Duamon. " he introduced himself and he bowed.
The formality is as clear as day when delivered and it was a satisfying act for Aenethi.
Aenethi nodded and acknowledged the other party. He was euphoric of the way they treated him. If he is some rautier, or some measly ranked retzi, he wouldn't even feel this treatment.
' This is nice. Sooner or later, I will be at the top.. ' he reminded himself of the remaining joy he will soon feel. A little more push and he will be able to sit on the throne.
After the greeting, a bunch of retzis stood up. They planned to make a first move to gain goodwill of the retzi. At the words of pleasantry, some retzi and surviving rautiers was giving glances at the beauty beside Myth.
" Sir First, I apologise for my rudeness but, may I know the lady beside you?" a bearded retzi asked. He was a nobleman and a successful one at that.
Aenethi glanced at Thraia and saw that she was shaking her head vigorously. Thraia has no combative or offensive attacks and it can only harm pitiful civils so battling the bearded retzi was out of question.
Aenethi understood her policies so he outright declined him. The nobleman retzi was disappointed but complied anyway. How can he argue with the being a lot stronger than him?
The silent Thraia soon walked away, covering her nose and mouth with a fan made of energy. The sharp scent would enter her nose if she didn't.
The blood stained on the lower portion of her dress made it look like she was a goddess after the war. Her wavy hair danced along every step she makes, the fair skin of her collar and face was proof that she was a disciplined beauty.
The aura of energy which was giving a sense of woes which made her a lot more delicate.
Thraia then disappeared at the turn of the corner and everybody then turned their attention to the man in blue hair.
It was a rare, or rather, it was a first event that the gathering of many retzi, rautier, and civils(before. After the massacre, they fled) are situated in the plaza.
During the commotion, some things are discussed as if to update Aenethi on the happenings, some argued with each other to express their opinion, and some stayed quiet.
After the hue and cry, everyone went to do their own thing while the main people did what to be done.
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How can you say you are a part of a famous group when you are just a run-of-the-mill person, would someone believe you?
Think about the perspectives of the people viewing you.
Think about Yathuar being called, " fame bandwagon" by the public.
During the declaration of Aenethi, Yathuar stood there, cherishing the scene.
' Well,.. it may not happen some time.. '
All along, no one noticed Yathuar behind Aenethi and it was fine for Yathuar, who was a slave. However, from the start to finish of the small-scale event, he was being broadcasted.
It was him standing and not doing anything. The people thought it was funny and badass to see Yathuar acting so high and mighty.
That "not only he was able to make fun of the main authorities by trespassing and stealing" he was also able to " Troll people that he's part of the great existence's lackeys. "
It was a live broadcast that captures a particular film real-time.
" I-I-I... I'm sorry! Sir First!!! I- We didn't know it was true!!"
"Please.. please forgive us!!"
"We're very sorry, Sir First!! "
Three people begged while they were hanging on the ceiling. Daggers and knife penetrated the legs of the people.
They were at the company of publishing board. They commanded to take down the announcement of Yathuar having bounty.
Specifically, it was Yathuar who was leading the directions of where to find and what to find while Aenethi followed. It was an unpleasant feeling but Aenethi endured.
Yathuar himself did the talking while Aenethi stayed silent. Suddenly,..
"Keep the announcement. It's possible for a rautier to be wanted, right? " He declared. The people who begged looked blank as they nodded without thinking much. They will not refute the words of the man in front of them.
"Good. Now it's settled. " His hair also flowed as he turned around.
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"B-but, master, how can I achieve that? How can I work while being on the run?"
" You don't want to be like a rat, right? Then there's your answer. Quit whining."
The firm answer was given. After the matters with the publishing board, they completed the step of having Yathuar as a rautier.
Yathuar sighed in complete defeat by his master's logic. 'It can't be helped.. '
All the things that they were doing now is settled and they officially purchased a villa that was for higher ranked retzi and nobles of statuses.
The next couple of days,.. a not so expected moment came.