Meanwhile, at the Royal Guild in Ivlares City, Loki Ingeborg heard that Hilas had evolved with so many merchant dealings, searching, and gathering information., Eiresti Nimwen Gallien was a frequent visitor to the guild, often sharing valuable insights and updates on the city's political landscape. Loki knew that having Eiresti's support would be crucial in navigating the intricate web of alliances and rivalries within Ivlares City.
Her uncle, Earl Reeve Gallien, who was appointed to manage the entire city under the authority of Viscountess Hilas Ugrihron Gallien, wanted to focus on other matters, especially the Empres, as it had already been announced that their union with the king of Arcane and legitimate heir to the throne was imminent. Loki saw an opportunity to leverage Eiresti's connections and influence to secure his own position within the guild and potentially gain favor with the ruling elite. Not because he was ambitious or greedy; he just wanted to solidify his stand in managing the Royal Guild in Ivlares City, as he fears he will get transferred to a different branch based on the guild's rotation policy.
When it comes to enforcing his intentions, Loki Ingeborg was not good at playing politics, but he was determined to do whatever it takes to protect his position within the guild and ensure his future stability in Ivlares City. He knew that aligning himself with Eiresti could be his best chance at achieving his goals and avoiding any unwanted transfers or demotions.
Eiresti Nimwen Gallien was already a knight and gained popularity among the people living in the city, she would always be the first to request a task, especially if it was about Arcane, like Avarel and Ivlares City, which were among the cities that gained more prosperity as the trade routes going in and out of this place were directly connected with the transfer gate of Arcane, so all the produce and construction materials that Arcane sells and distributes were easily accessible to these cities. This led to an increase in wealth and development, making them key players in the region's economy. Additionally, the strategic location of Avarel and Ivlares City allowed for efficient transportation of goods, further boosting their prosperity.
The Royal Capital itself has expanded and even started terraforming mountains and seas to create more space for urban development and agriculture, solidifying its position as a thriving economic hub in the region. This growth also attracted skilled workers and artisans, contributing to the overall prosperity of the kingdom. And because the east region is now open to commerce, the main city of Tridentum Dukedom is now in talks with the royal chamber of commerce to gain the right to sell their own products.
While in the west, the great natural wall raised plateaus and structural basins, forming numerous steep-walled canyons. Encircling the entire region from outside trade, most guilds were hired to clear the area with wild monsters. Many mercenaries and hired warriors gain favor and riches as relatives of those who once lived in the land. Seek them out to regain their title as noble lords of the west, regaining what they lost.
The main city itself changed the name of its territory in an effort to move past its troubled past and welcome a prosperous, expanding new era. The once-perilous terrain now acts as a reminder that hope persisted even throughout their darkest hours. It was Empress Allatou Estrith Demiurgos who bestowed the land's previous moniker—that of undead paradise. The primary capital of the west is Hardein, and the area is today known as Bremmont. Request: The remaining lords of this land are in talks to gain help in establishing transfer gates from their land out of the vast canyon walls isolating them.
Before they saw these large Labyrinth canyon walls as such a great help in fortifying and securing their domain from outside attacks, they never expected this would also be their prison and eventually, without any help, might become their tomb.
Many merchants are flocking toward the west as they see this place as a gold mine for gaining raw materials from monsters. The hell knights that live in the area do not interfere with any guild activities; they will only fulfill their task if they ask for their assistance or if they deem that the monster is too powerful. Restraint and a certain amount of caution are shown towards the Hell Knights, as their reputation for ruthless efficiency precedes them. The merchants are willing to navigate the dangers of the region in order to capitalize on the valuable resources that can be found there.
The numbers of those who registered to gain dungeon raids at the thosands of Nest and dungeons in Bremmont Canyon, whose actual size of the so called canyon was still unconfirmed as many adventures who dared to lose their lives and were never able to fully map the canyon, not because of the difficulty but because the chance of getting lost and straving to death were so high, so the main route going in and out of the region is the only secured path for adventurers to follow, with checkpoints set up along the way to ensure their safety. Despite the dangers, the allure of treasure and glory continues to draw brave souls to explore the mysterious depths of Bremmont Canyon.
Guilds who are fully equipped with really expensive teleportation scrolls were the only ones who were able to go back safely, but because the cost of these scrolls outweighs the actual value of the sellable materials found, many adventurers opt to take the main route back out of the region. Some even choose to hire skilled guides to help navigate the treacherous terrain and avoid potential dangers along the way.
But that was before, as the hell knights appeared, their menecing mana was driving the wild creatures away as they all migrated toward only two places: inside the forsaken forest forrest or the Bremmont canyon. The hell knigts were not ordered to hunt these savage creatures but to protect the various races living in the territory of Sheol; these were small nomadic tribes and farm Villeges, traders, traveling merchants, and pilgrims passing through. The Hell Knights' reputation for unwavering loyalty and fierce protection spread far and wide, earning them the respect and gratitude of all who called Sheol home.
While at the Royal Capital Empress Allatou Estrith Demiurgo's knights and guards were feeling the peace and prosperity of the land; they had never felt this level of safety and security before the Hell Knights arrived. Even the nobles who were managing their lands were forced to render humane treatment to their workers, knowing that the Hell Knights would not tolerate any form of mistreatment or injustice. The presence of the Hell Knights brought a newfound sense of justice and order to Sheol.
But like in any other world, many would still find ways to exploit these situations to gain power and control over others. Despite the Hell Knights' efforts, corruption and greed still lurked in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of the newfound peace and prosperity in Sheol.
Some would even copy their armor and pretend to be hell knights, some were fooled, and those who knew Sheol also poured reports into the nobles attention, but the fear of ratification from the king of Arcane kept many from speaking out against the hell knights. However, they investigated these reports and sought out the impostors as diligently as they could. The delicate balance of power in Sheol was constantly threatened by those seeking to manipulate and deceive for their own gain.
Some would even copy the king of Arcane and other important figures in an attempt to sow chaos and confusion and a few gold coins. In their greedy but foolish thinking, these swindlers and impostors ran rampant in small towns and locations, assuming those they were going to deceive were naïve and easily fooled because many of them didn't encounter those who were being impersonated.
These were minor inconveniences. However, as word spread of these impostors, the true rulers of Sheol began to take notice and put measures in place to protect their power and reputation. The impostors soon found themselves facing consequences for their deceitful actions.
Meanwhile, a new batch of merchants were requesting assistance at the Royal Guild in Ivlares City to hire a few guards. Loki Ingeborg was talking to Eiresti Nimwen Gallien when Taeriel Ingeborg politely asked his brother to check the guilds getting hired and ensure they were not being scammed by merchants with possible dubious reputations. Loki agreed to look into the matter and promised to investigate the backgrounds of the merchants before allowing any guards to be hired. As soon as Loki took charge , Taeriel Ingeborg Quiclky took the spot where his brother was sitting and asked Eiresti about her small request to date one of the knights that was imitating Ramiel. Eiresti nearly spurted out the drink she was sipping on in surprise. She had not expected Taeriel to be so forward in her request, but she couldn't help but be intrigued by the idea of getting to know one of the knights better. After regaining her composure, Eiresti agreed to consider Taeriel's proposal and would let her know if she decided to pursue it further.
Taeriel was madly attracted to Ramiel and even told Eiresti she was the first one to know him as he requested to sell some of the items he was holding. He was already cute back then, but she never thought that this cute young man would become the most powerful and influential person in the entire Sheol Empire. She is fumming in anger, remembering all the missed opportunities she had to get to know him better. If only she had taken a chance and pursued a relationship with him when she had the chance, things could have been very different for her now.
And she slammed his hands on the table. The sound was enough to gain the attention of those who were also drinking at the reception at Guild Pub. She couldn't help but wonder what could have been if she had just been more bold in her pursuit of him. As she watched him interact with others at the pub, especially the fateful meeting of the Hellmane father and daughter, mercinary, she couldn't shake the feeling of regret for not taking a chance on him sooner.
But now that the announcement that she heard from her own brother was true, getting Ramiel to notice her was already zero. How can she even measure up to the two soon-to-be wives of the man she dreams to have, Viscountess Hilas Ugrihron Gallien, who is a noble and rich merchant, and the fact that she is beautiful, cunning, a known skilled sword master, and Baroness Irles Filri Hellmane, a feared assassin known as the Red Mist.
So she just wants to have a second option, and seeing one of the knights who somewhat imitates the man she idolizes , she would rather have him as a backup plan in case her original plan does not work out. This knight, Laminro, possesses similar qualities to the man she desires and may serve as a suitable alternative if needed.
Knight Laminro is also a big fan of Ramiel she has already dyed his hair white and tries to emulate the Black Battle Archmage's mannerisms and actions as much as he can after seeing him fight and interact with others. Eiresti was flabbergasted and shocked by what she heard from Taeriel about Laminro's admiration for Ramiel. She couldn't believe that someone would go to such lengths to imitate another person.
Eiresti dd found it strange that Knight Laminro was acting differently since a few weeks ago, he was seen reading books and hardly seen flirting with other new female knights in training. His attire was also changing, and before, he was focused on showing off his highly expensive armor and weapons. And he was known to be very vocal about his disdain for the Black Battle Archmage before , so it was surprising to hear that he admired the same person in secret. It was clear to Eiresti that something had drastically changed in Laminro's behavior, and she now knew the reason behind it.
Eiresti noticed that Laminro's demeanor had softened, and he seemed more introspective and thoughtful. She realized that his newfound admiration for the Black Battle Archmage was influencing his outlook on life and his interactions with others. So put this information with what Taeriel Ingeborg was requesting, which was the final nail in the coffin.
Eiresti took the last sip of her wine, smiled at her, and assured her that her intention would be mentioned to Knight Laminro as soon as she met him. Eiresti could not openly tell Taeriel Ingeborg that she too has a huge crush on Ramiel, but knowing the situation, she understood that it was important to support her friend's feelings. Eiresti decided to subtly hint at Taeriel Ingeborg's request when she next saw Knight Laminro, hoping it would help bring them closer together.
The female knight stood up, just smiled at Taeriel Ingeborg, and walked out of the room, giving out a big sigh of relief. She knew that her friendship with Taeriel Ingeborg was more important than any crush she may have on Ramiel. Eiresti trusted that things would work out for the best in the end. As she went out of the Royal Guild, she saw something that caught her eye—a mysterious figure lurking in the shadows. Eiresti's curiosity piqued, and she made a mental note to investigate further before heading back to her work.
Seeing somebody wearing a cloak now was very unusual, especially in the bustling city . Eiresti couldn't shake the feeling; this was her biggest asset, and she never ignored her gut feeling . She decided to follow her instincts and discreetly tail the mysterious figure. The identity of the person was hard to determine, but it seemed the person was about five by nine feet tall, and foot marks on the ground also indicated that the person was wearing a mechanical prostetic leg and had a slight limp in their step.
Eiresti's speed while following the suspect was beginning to increase, making it difficult for her to keep up without drawing attention to herself. Sadly, the target went toward the most highly populated area of the city , making it nearly impossible for Eiresti to track them without risking being seen. The bustling streets and crowded sidewalks provided the perfect cover for the suspect to disappear into the crowd.
After many days of peace, a looming sense of urgency now hung over Eiresti as she navigated through the busy city streets, determined to catch her target before it managed to slip away from her. When she saw a Hell Knight among the crowd, she was convinced that she was talking to a real one; sadly, she was too focused on the target and just ignored everything.
The presumed hell knight found that this opportunity was the perfect scenario to gain some rewards; this particular hell knight was level 45, and Eiresti' just gauged the power in front of her to be accurate I was the real deal, but this hell knight didn't even get near what an original hell knight level was. As she described the person she was tracking, the hell knight took off and ran toward the direction Eiresti' pointed at. Lucky for her, this hunter or single impostor Hell Knight was an excellent tracker and after getting a head of Eiresti', it was able to locate the target.
Thinking of the reward he could gain from helping an official knight, it just continued with its act and hoped the suspect would also be convinced. It took out a small whisle and blew on it, Soon more hell knights came, but sadly these ones were lacking any convincing attributes when it came to looks and power level; they were wearing poor imitations of the real thing.
Some just wore black clothing and old armor painted black. Despite their lackluster appearance, the suspect was surrounded, and with their weapon on hand they wanted to apprehend the suspect before the female knight came. Eiresti' was hearing the place as she could see the so called leader of the hell knight back. Nearing the location, seeing the other Hell Knight as lacking in so many ways but whose levels were higher than hers, confusion started to set in as she wondered how they looked and felt different.
She could feel their mana was high, but it was lacking that menacing feeling of dread, as if she were facing death itself. As she was getting nearer, she could now see that the hell knight she accidentally dragged into this mess was actually just a hunter imprisoning a hell knight.
This was a huge mistake on her part, she can't believe she was too blind to see the truth until now. She needed to act quickly before the situation escalated any further. The suspect in question was surrounded by a dozen level 30 to 40 hunters. They were in the warehouse district, and lucky for them, it was already lunchtime, so there were hardly any people in the area.
Eiresti shouted at the very top of her lungs for them to stop and not approach the suspect when the cloak hodden person stared at her, and the killing intent she felt made her blood run cold. She knew she had to tread carefully and approach the situation with caution, as any wrong move could lead to disaster. But it was already too late. The person she was following was in no mood to be kind. Eiresti' saw a glimps of her face; the scar on her face was very distinctive, and she realized who she was dealing with. She had never had the opportunity to actually meet her face-to-face before, but she was sure , because she could never forget her face after this same person killed a young aristocrat who wanted to talk to her in private in one of the many Dallmethad organized noble and upper class social parties.
She was just around 13 years old while she was just around 19 years old at the time younger than her aunt, who was Viscountess Hilas Ugrihron Gallien. After seeing the young aristocrat get brutally mudered by her dare hand she was no longer seen in public,
She stood five by four feet tall with purple hair, and she was arrogant and had extremely uncontrollable violent tendencies. Toward those she deemed inferior, she was last seen and reported to have been accompanying his warlord father and remaining a relative in hiding,
Seeing her now was a shock, as her body was no longer the same, she was badly injured, and most of her body was fitted with many artificial but powerful modifications. All 12 wannabe hell knights were shreds; they were like pautry farm chickens; blood and flesh flew everywhere; it was total carnage.
Eiresti Nimwen Gallien has seen her fair share of violence, but this was madness on a whole new level. The sight of the once mentally and socially ill but delicate lady now transformed into a psychopath was bloody and thirsty. Vixen of death.
Maiae Dallmethad was in Ivlares city, and Eiresti Nimwen just saw a doxen drop dead. With a few deep breaths she took, she was stading on an open street nothing to block or shield her if Maiae Dallmethad would run towards her for the kill, and she did Eiresti draw her weapon half way out when the smell of blood was about to hit her neck. She twisted and bent backwards, extending her sword near her chest while the hilt of her weapon went up to her head.
And use the force to build enough swing force as she fully unsheaths her sword. Maiae Dallmethad's eyes widened in surprise as Eiresti expertly maneuvered her sword with precision and speed. With a swift motion, Eiresti fell backward and rolled while, in a twisting motion, she swung her sword toward Maiae. The impact was strong, but the only thing that was hit was her mechanical mithril hand, which sent a sharp jolt up her arm. Maiae gritted her teeth in delight , but she managed to chip Eiresti's sword. Maiae quickly regained her composure and launched a counterattack, aiming for Eiresti's exposed side.
With a follow-up punch that was powerful enough to break Eiresti's lower rib, Maiae grabbed her chain mail securely and pulled Eiresti back while her body was flipping above her knee. Maiae then hurled Eiresti, giving her a good kick to the groin, as she soared toward the dead carcasses. resoundingly with a thud. When Maiae continued to pummel Eiresti, she was unable to even register an understanding. The tiny, sharp spikes measuring one centimeter on his knuckles were slicing into Eiresti's armor with the ease of butter. Maiae was desperate to win, so she kept up her furious onslaught, but the struggle was far from finished.
Eiresti winced in pain but managed to block Maiae's next strike with her sword; it was shattered by just using her mitril hand. The shock of the impact reverberated through Maiae's body, but she refused to let it slow her down. With fierce violence, she pressed on, determined to mutilate Eiresti once and for all. When something reaches her side, Maiae Dallmethad tumbles to the ground.
Eiresti, still lying on the ground, kicks Maiae's face with a focused strike, breaking her nose in the process. She was still able to block the force with her hand to lessen the force, but but still pushes her into a large industrial crate of machine parts .
She groaned in agony as she struggled to push herself up—not because of the pain, but bet her vision got momentarily blurred from the impact. As she tried to regain her bearings, she realized that this was not the right moment to be distracted by pain. With a surge of adrenaline, Maiae focused on the task at hand and prepared to face her next prey head-on. The blood on her nose was dripping. With one full wipe she returned her broken nose to its proper position before charging forward.
when the sound of the warehouse siren suddenly blared, signaling the arrival of workers in the area. Maiae knew she had to act fast before she was identified.
Though Maiae would simply run away, Eiresti saw optimism as she anticipated the area would suddenly be overrun with people and workers. However, Maiae only needed to pause for a split second to approach her and stab her in the stomach with a six-inch tube. When Eiresti felt the sudden stabbing ache in her abdomen, she realized too late that Maiae would not be running, and her eyes widened in horror. As Maiae fled, the warehouse siren kept blaring, drowning out any calls for assistance.
Eiresti was bleeding when she was found lying on the ground with countless torn apart bodies, her life slipping away as she struggled to hold on. She was gasping for air while her blood poured out of her mouth. Bystanders saw the gruesome scene and just stood in horror, as they were afraid to even touch her as she continuously bled.
She was about to pass out when she heard the faint sound of a familiar voice, giving her a glimmer of hope that help was on the way. With her last bit of strength, she reached out her hands towards the sound, praying for salvation.
The authorities arrived too late, leaving them only to piece together the gruesome scene and search for the culprit, who had vanished without a trace.
Miae Dallmethad was running toward the garbage facility of the city when seven more cloaked and hooded beings came. they all look at each just showing only the lower haft of their faces a similar sinister smile could be seen, while running each of them had the same mechanical arm but this time some thing could be seen on each arm,
numbers were carve into the mithril arms. the one that stab had the symbol for six.