In the meeting tent, Arthur stood in front of the representatives of the kingdoms, his hands behind his back, his intense pressure bowing their faces.
– Are you from the kingdoms of Vanain, Anain, Loria, and Mandarin...? – the king asked.
They felt the pressure of a Titan upon them. In response, the four commanders exclaimed. – YES, SIR!!
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Hours later, in the evening of the same day, Hera and her friends were in the living room on the third floor of the Chamberlain mansion.
Hera, with her hair down and a pink overcoat, peeked out the window, her worried gaze and uneasy fingers showed the extent of her emotion.
– Didn't Arthur say where he was going? – Hera asked, looking at her friends.
– You worry too much... – Mayara, in a black trench coat and loose hair, wheezed, lying on a couch.
Alexia, looking at Hera, sighed. – He doesn't even need to say...
Princess Morgan sitting and reading a book. – Persival told me that they were going to avenge the Treadway family tonight...
Looking up at the sky, Hera sighed. – Please be careful, Arthur...
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That same night, in a forest in Camelot, Arthur set up a Qi barrier around one of the Glayder's houses of refuge, no one could enter, and no one could leave, and even the sound was nullified.
All dressed in black, Arthur and his men broke into the house, looking for a specific person. Upon entering the courtyard, they found the future granddaughter-in-law of Elder Glayder.
– HMMMM! – the woman with a cloth tied around her mouth, and her wrists tied, was held by a soldier as she looked at the king in front of her, full of tears.
Gubong looked at the king. – Lord, what do we do with the others? They're making a lot of noise...
Arthur, looking at the woman, said. – You must be Theron's girlfriend, you're from Indrith... – he glanced at Gubong.
– Hmmm! Hmmm! – the woman, crying, begged with her eyes.
– Kill them all! – the king ordered, walking into the house.
In an attempt to escape the soldier's grasp, the woman began to struggle and force out her voice. The soldier, impatient, slit her throat.
The woman, with blood gushing from her throat, placed her trembling hand on her throat, looked at her bloody hand, and then at the soldier before falling to the ground, drowning in her own blood.
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Hours before, in the meeting room of the military camp, Arthur looked at Persival and Galahad. – I can't count on Lancelot for this task. Persival, go after Auryon Aca, kill everyone who is with him, and bring his head. And you, Galahad, go to the Glayder's mansion. Don't kill anyone, just gather them in their courtyard and wait for us. if someone resists, you can kill them.
The two crouched. – As you wish, your eminence! – they exclaimed.
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Then, in a room, in the Glayders' house of refuge, Theron Aca, lay with bandages on his shoulder, and black pants. He heard screams coming from outside the room. – WHO'S THERE?! – he shouted, trying to get up.
At that moment, Theron felt an intense bloodlust coming from the door, as if the grim reaper himself was there. His body succumbed to fear, his instincts told him that running away was futile and fighting? Was pointless.
Arthur, who emanated such a kill intent, opened the door, entered, and closed it. – Theron, it's funny that your family thought that could hide you from me. – he said in a soft voice, his eyes intense as thunder focusing on Theron.
Theron Aca, noticing the head in Arthur's hand, retreated, falling to the ground. – YOU!! How did you find me? That head you have in your hand?!
In Theron's eyes, Arthur was a monster the size of a mountain. His body trembled visibly, his instincts screaming that the end had come.
Looking at Theron on the ground, Arthur turned the head in his hand towards him, revealing a woman's face. – She's your fiancée, isn't she?
Theron saw the face and broke down in tears. – N-Nefertiti... Y-You, you MONSTER!! – he cried, smashing his left hand on the ground.
– Did you know that your father killed mine, killed my brothers and uncles too? This is nothing, Theron, just the sentence for your crimes. – Arthur sighed.
Theron's face turned red with tears, his teeth grinding. – She was pregnant, YOU MONSTER!! – he screamed.
– I knew she was pregnant. Do you think I didn't know that you impregnated a woman before marriage? Persival's mother, my beloved aunt, was also pregnant when your father killed her husband in front of her and tore her belly open. – Arthur said with veins on his face, the memory not satisfying him.
– I curse you Treadway! You're going to pay for what you did to me and to Nefertiti, Augustus's daughter! – Theron exclaimed, looking at the floor.
Theron's slumped posture showed that he admitted defeat.
Arthur smiled maliciously. – Is that so? – he said sarcastically, taking his sword from the scabbard on his back. – Let me cut off that cute little neck of yours! – he approached him.
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Hours later, in the courtyard of the Glayders' main mansion, Galahad Trent, with a mask and a black kimono with the Sato clan's symbol in it, stood in front of everyone of the Glayder house.
– Kill those who resist! – Galahad ordered the soldiers while looking at the family.
The members of the Glayder family, sitting on the ground, clung in fear of Galahad's group.
An old man, in a golden robe and a black cloak, came out of the mansion and into the courtyard. – BUT WHAT IS THIS?! – The old man demanded an answer, veins on his face.
Galahad looked at the old man. – Elder Glayder, how are you? – his mask hid, but it was clear that he was smiling.
Elder Glayder came close to Galahad and saw the emblem of the Sato house on their clothes. – Sato?! Are you on the side of the Treadway?! – he asked, the veins on his face intensifying.
– WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! YOU'RE GOING TO PAY A HEAVY PRICE FOR THIS! – the old man shouted, approaching Galahad.
Two soldiers appeared behind the old man and held his arms.
Elder Glayder, smiling, released his aura, revealing himself to be an Absolute Master. – You Sato are ungrateful idiots! You will pay for your arrogance! – he exclaimed, he absorbed the Life Force of the two soldiers and killed them.
Seeing the two soldiers fall dead to the ground, Galahad took his sword from its scabbard, sighed. "I knew he would be a problem!" he thought.
Elder Glayder was about to attack Galahad when he felt someone's footsteps. In fact, everyone did, and everyone's hearts began to race.