Disgusted by this scene, Alden slowly descended towards the demon. He wants to finish this quickly and go back to experimenting on his new potion. Plus, Gold needs to be made.
[ I should call Sambor and speak to him about this potion I just invented]
[Ten thousand Gold per bottle]
[No! twenty thousand Gold per bottle]
[no! I should auction it at the capital then get a rough estimate of the value of the potion]
[Thats it, sending it to the capital and letting them put a price tag on it is a good idea]
[These backwater hicks will probably fight for it]
Thoughts after thoughts as he descends, Alden, absent-minded, still focused on the demon who seems to be crawling, just watching it trying his best to move out of the water, had disappointed Alden. At first, he thought a real battle would come of this chase, but he was wrong. Leon was now tired and energyless; he had only enough strength to crawl out on his belly.
Never in his life had he been in this type of crisis; he was a proud warrior of his Kind, yet now all his pride had washed away, and what's left of the demon named Leon is nothing more but fear and a broken body.
The Humanoid shadow softly adjusted in front of the demon Leon, and as Leon saw the form of fear that had stricken him deeply. He arched his up even more and faced the humanoid shadow. Watching the humanoid shadow who had his hands behind and his wings flapped slowly, An image of someone who bears the symbol of strength and ability presented itself in front of Leon.
Leon's lip quivers and finally burst with rage and frustration.
'WHO ARE YOU
'WHY DO YOU TAUNT ME'
'I AM THE REPRESENTATIVE OF MADAM LAURELART'
'DOES THE DARK MOON WISH TO START WAR WITH US?'
~Does Laurelart wishes to start a war with us!~ Alden replied.
[let's see where this goes]
Leon stuttered; he didn't think the Dark moon organization controlled this small city. He knows how the Dark moon are all madmen whose beliefs are full of twisted ideology.
In the territory of Jospin, a location far hidden from all prying eyes, is the dark moon palace; it is the tradition of the Dark moon organization to kidnap individuals with talent at a young age and somehow brainwash them with evil innovation. Turning them into mindless servants who could do the unspeakable act deemed deviant to the core. The Dark moon organization is known to be conjoint with an intellectual powerhouse. Daring enough that once they capture you, the only thing you could do at that moment is either run or kill yourself before they turn you into one of them.
They bare a mechanism that sacrificed hundreds of thousands of individuals, especially young men and women. Their tool drains their Blood and life vitals and leaves nothing but bones; the Blood then converts into a red crystal-like gem that they use as a means to become powerful. Day by day, they grow stronger due to that mechanism. But as prerequisites, the Dark moon only selects the purest form of either human or other race.
'We... did not know that this was your base.'
~yet you still operated it within~
'We, the people of Madam Laurelart, had never opposed the Dark moon.'
'and we never dare to'
'I was only given the mission which payment cannot be taken back.'
[So he was paid to come for me] Alden thought
'Please have mercy, and I shall never return.'
'if.. Leon paused, and his mind started running at full speed on what offer in exchange for his life.'
'if the Dark moon evangelist wishes.'
[evangelist?] Alden thought
'I will sacrifice my arms, and all my belong to you sire as a form of kinship.'
[F**k your arm, tell me who gave you the orders]
~And if I refuse?~ Alden spoke
Leon stuttered, and his lip quivered even more; he began to shed tears, and his eyes flickered for ideas to appease.
'surly sire evangelist wishes something from me.' He spoke and watched the humanoid shadow.
~indeed I do~
Bell ranges in his head, Leon's heart becomes heavy with fever, and he starts to stutter.
'please do, sire evangelist.'
' i shall do my utmost best of my abilities.'