"The Rebellion," began King Felix, "started in the North states of Illova Selima and from there grew increasingly further to more and more parts of the kingdom. The majority is still in the north but the capital, which is in the south, may now be in the threat as well. Illova is divided into 30 different regions. The south occupies 18 of them and 12 are occupied by north. I am afraid now that it is beginning to spread."
"What kind of rebellion?" asked Rey, "What exactly has happened?"
"It is quite complicated." came the reply, "You know about the rule of Illova Selima, right? I assume so. Only the capable are lead to the throne and when they are of no use anymore, the monarchs must resign. This fact let the progress of Illova, and it also led to multiple generations of families to ascend to kinghood. Some people do not exactly like my rule, you see. Even some nobles, prisoners who are the majority, and even the common folks. They are rarely in an complete form, thus they have not yet formed an open revolution. But, it is sill to our concerns to put an end to this."
"What do you reckon, my lord?" asked a knight, similarly unaware of the situation maybe not as much as Rey was, "What could be the reason for this?"
"So I just explained." he said, "You see, it is terrifying now. When even nobles are involved, even royalty. According to the census we have committed, and some even secret researches and with spies; I can tell you that Kings of the North are involved in this. By that I mean only a few, no one of south is involved in this and thus, I have only called a select few induvial to be involved in such issue."
"And what is the source of all this?" said Rey, with now arising questions, with glares as fierce as a eagle soaring the sky. This was a form of Rey that Achromo had not encountered. It was his form, when he as a soldier. When he was on duty.
"What exactly do you mean?" asked the King.
"A source." he repeated, " I mean the source of all this rebellion. There must be source to all that there is. I mean, what is the thing that started it. Or maybe, more importantly the fact- what is the cause that these people are rebelling?"
"I see." replied the King, sensing a tendency of a few to interrupt. "As I said, Illova has a excellent monarchy. The Kings can change from different families of nobles depending on who is better. Thus, the successor of the current King must prove himself before taking on. That is precisely the reason I served the military. That being said, we are the Lightbourne. We have took over a family before."
There was a brief moment of silence they shared. All the members present, they did not speak but not because they did not intent to break the silence or speak up, it was a time given to take a glance back at history.
"They were the Oranos. Specifically Lorlie Refellum van Oranos. The reason of his abolishment was tyranny. Against even nobles and commoners. The only people of privilege were the Knights and Nobles on his side. He was a power-hungry king, and ruled with an iron fist. Of course he was proved worthy before becoming the King, but we were wrong. Thus my family overtook his and he was punished by being sent in a prison where he would spend the rest of his life. His son was given the rank of noble for we thought he was good, but he was no better. He left his family in north and joined the military and further spread criminal activities. When this was discovered, he formed a criminal gang himself and tried to assassinate my father, who was King back then. He died then. Now his son has come back, and he is even more of a menace. He has formed the biggest criminal organization that Illova has ever seen and has even started a revolution by convincing the other nobles and commoners of this nation."
"Is this why this meeting has been held?" A king muttered, "Well this was quite less intimidating than I thought."
"There you would be wrong." King Felix declared fiercely eying down the man, "There are a lot of people involved in this for good. Moreover, you might be underestimating the criminals that I talk of. Some of them are beyond S-Class."
To this statement most of faces went dull , and a chill ran down the King's spine as he gulped. It did not matter if they already knew or not, but they all were struck down by the gravity of the situation. A strong wind pushed open the unlocked window, which startled some. And then they tried to concentrate again.
"And not to mention." said a Knight, "That Enantia Stofos is much of a trouble himself ain't he? He himself might be the strongest among whoever the other prisioners might be."
There was a question mark on some faces, which was realized by King Felix, who took back the situation in his hands.
"Enantia Stofos." he said, "This is not the name anymore you all shall be concerned about. For those who know not, this is the grandson of Lorlie. Enantia Stofos van Oranos. But he had not took up this name, as sinister it be. He is a criminal now himself and the name he is known by, and which is feared, is 'Xeno'. And that is the program called."
"Who all are the people involved." asked Rey, surprisingly calm throughout the whole event.
"As this is a issue only faced by our Kingdom alone," he began, "We all decided that we must not involve any other Kingdom in this. And this was a collectively taken decision. Whom we did care to call were the Supreme Knights. Illova Selima had 3 out of the 12 Supreme Knights in the capital. Two of them have refused to join for either the capitals task or some other reason and the third reply has still not came yet."
"And who are the part of this mission?" came a question again from Rey.
"Well, I have formed a team of all 5-star Knights, as none of them are involved in the rebellion and the Kings of many of the regions of Illova, who are undoubted. Then, we have a few 4-star Knights, who are very capable. And finally we can say, we have the military heads. They are the incharge of the mission. We will have full support of their team and members."
"I see." replied Rey. "Well the, I am willing to take part in this ."
"That is good." Felix's lips rose in a half-smile looking towards him.
"What position do I serve?" he questioned , still unconcerned.
"The one you resigned out of." he smirked and Rey burst out into a small laugh after.
"How intriguing." he declared, "I wonder how it would feel to pick someone strong again, I have not met that kind for a long time. Assign a good fraction for a team for about a while. Till I have made one myself, you know me. I want a few good men. I will take my leave now."
"Indeed." he replied as Rey began to leave. And then came a disturbance.
"Ay!" called a Knight. "Who do you think you are? You have just came up, rookie. You might as well stay in your limit. You will be nothing but a nuisance. Isn't that right, my King. Why would you get a man like this. So old. And looks just as fragile."
Felix's lips parted to maybe shout out a yell, maybe a punishment of disrespect. But, his eyes then saw Rey walking back, and thus he did not speak. He walked back till he stood opposite of the Knight(4-starred), who eyed him with pride.
"You have something to say?" Rey asked as he looked into the eyes of the man.
He opened his lips to answer, but then he looked back into his eyes. They were dark and frightening, he wished to speak but words won't come out. He the looked away from his eyes, he could not understand.
"What a coward?" the Knight said stupidly, "You are just a picked man. There is no worth of you, being involved in such a serious mission. An I right people. What are-"
Then in a swift motion Rey's palm went across the table, with impressive speed not even noticed. And the palm landed. It broke his nose as the knight fell crying down on the ground and gave out a cry. He began to curse.
"Do not forget this." Rey said. "I will be your senior from now on."
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It was, by that time, a calm evening. It was still the season of spring, and the weather was of a perfect hue- nither too cold or too hot. It was an idle tempreture to lay down your head and have a good nap. With this, Achromo encountered beautiful architecture. Extremely professional by sight.
He walked guided by his father, who was accompanied by a servent that he was quite familer with either before or from just now. They both walked silently, neither of them looking around for a pleasing sight to behold. It was just Achromo among them, who was the first here and was looking around at the views.
Then, after a couple minutes of walking, they came across a beautiful sight- a mansion, no less fancier than a castle in the capital. There was no wonder in the eyes of Rey like he had not seen this for the very first time. He viewed the sence at his front, the facade of the castle, with shining eyes that could be mistaken as a tear shedding from the eye. He ran his eyes up and down to view at the place carefully and gives himself a nod.
"Come Achromo." said his father walking up to the castle before touching the iron gate.
"And where to is it?" Achromo replied. And to this with an unchanging expression, the man his father, looked him in the eyes and spoke with a smile.
"To home."
And thus they walked to the mansion without any question. He pushed open the gate and the servent that came with them walked behind them now. His father finally reached the door of the mansion, made up of strong wood that seemed old. This was the mood of the whole place, because it felt just too old. And yet it had marvelous architectures.
"We have a long history." Rey explained, sounding a bit sad, still keeping on his smile. But this explanation was purely out of the blue and he seemed like he was in a daze.
"And what is it?" Achromo came back.
Rey snapped back from the thought he was having and then glanced at his son's face. Then he saw behind to see his wife approaching with a mild pace at them. He did not speak for those few seconds and when his wife approached he finally spoke:
"You will know soon."