Hero of Darkness

Suddenly, Raiden appeared in this meeting hall and everyone was left speechless after he revealed his aura of a 4th stage saint. 

Kahn's subordinates were a mixture of fighting-class humans and monster species, so replicating the aura of a Saint was never an issue for them since all of them were hybrids anyway. Thus, everyone felt like a legit saint was standing in front of them. 

Raiden quietly walked and stood beside Legolas who was grinning while smoking his cigar. 

"I love it when everything goes according to the plan." he said in a smug tone. 

"What do you mean?" asked Sedaris with a gloomy expression. 

"Did you all really think I would dare offend the entire mercenary community without having my own arrangements first? 

There is only one rule in this world…" he iterated, his voice turning solemn in the following moment. 

"The strong always win while the weak can only allow themselves to be oppressed." he stated loudly. 

"History is written by Victors." 

"If you are the winner… you're righteous and virtuous. 

If you are the loser… then you're evil and treacherous."

Legolas then gave a deathly stare to Sedaris in particular. 

"I already knew that one day, you all will band together to create trouble for me. 

But I don't have time to deal with these pesky skirmishes. 

I have but a simple rule…" spoke Legolas, his voice resounding in the hall as he revealed. 

"I don't like to mess with innocent passersby. 

But if you throw stones at my house; I'll throw a fucking mountain at yours." he openly threatened. This time, it was him being overbearing. 

His stern gaze filled with killing intent gave everyone a sense of dread. 

Everyone was under the impression that with their numbers, they could put a leash on the Misthios guild and also make them compensate for the losses. But with a 4th stage saint in the form of Raiden… the tables had turned. 

The strongest members in this hall were 4th stage saints, both were the undisputed leaders of their respective guilds. Yet now… there was another individual of the same strength. And on top of it, he was just a commander of the guild who stood besides the ironborn elf like a loyal guard. 

"Hmph! So what?! 

There's only one 4th stage saint. And there are two of us!" rebuked Sedaris. 

Lagertha's expression on the other end turned ugly. 

[This cunning elf! He's trying to use my name and reputation against the Misthios guild, trying to sow discord between us. 

But if I back out now… my guild will lose face in front of everyone here.] thought Lagertha with an indignant feeling. 

[If this was before… it wouldn't have been a problem. But now… they have a 4th stage saint as well. 

Why would we make an enemy out of them just for few clients that won't come back to us anyway?] 

Legolas still had a carefree expression as he replied. 

"Oye… do you think I'm here to play house with any of you? 

I simply took an opportunity that appeared because you people had fucked up in the first place. It's not like none of you haven't done this to your competition before. 

So don't expect me to compensate your guilds a single dime. Besides… how many of you are willing to get killed just because president Sedaris here is provoking you?" he openly said without hiding the mockery in his tone. 

Clink! 

Omega put both hands on the hilts of katanas, giving a deathly stare around the room. 

Everyone here was as hypocritical as one could be. And with Raiden being a 4th stage saint… 90% of the guilds and their saints lost the right to complain. 

If a fight broke out here… these people would be the first to die; only Sedaris and Lagertha would have a chance to get out alive. 

Right now… although most of the saints were infuriated, they chose to shut up. 

"Let me make things clear here first. 

We're done establishing ourselves so there's no reason to cross paths with any of your guilds from now on. 

So let the bygones be bygones." he 'requested' in a domineering tone. 

Now… who could rebuke him? 

Everyone here came to an understanding. That finding trouble with the Misthios guild was no longer an option… rather, avoiding them like a plague would be in their best interests. 

BOOM! 

However, the 4th stage elf was still hellbent on stretching this matter. 

"Don't think it's that easy, Ragnarsson!" shouted Sedaris as he revealed his battle intent. 

"Arrsh… You're really dense, aren't you? 

You think I'd be so confident just because I have one strong guy?" he asked with a coy grin. 

Lagertha's heart was filled with trepidation as if she sensed something wasn't right. 

Right in the very next moment… 

SHRILL! 

An ear-piercing shrill noise resounded in the surroundings and a terrifyingly monstrous aura suddenly encapsulated the entire manor. 

Dhang! 

Thud! 

Most of the saints including majority of the leaders were hit with insurmountable pressure that made their bodies drop on the ground and cave in without any forewarning. 

Sensing this aura… even Sedaris and Lagertha were gobsmacked because this was too big of a surprise. 

"Don't tell me…" spoke the elf president and just then, a new figure who had completely hidden their existence till the point walked through the main door. 

A man with waist-length white hair, a body made of gray skin, having pitch-black black eyes with yellow iris in them revealed himself. 

This figure with an exposed upper body, having ripped build while adorning black pauldrons on his shoulders, had two wildly spread violet horns coming out of both sides of his head. 

Just like Raiden, this new arrival did not hide his aura in the slightest and revealed himself to be another 4th stage saint. 

The right arm of this being was covered in violet snake-like scales while the hand was like a claw of a ferocious monster. 

Tung! 

Tung! 

A black and yellow trident in his hands hit the ground with each step as a grim and stoic voice resounded in the entire hall. 

"The hierarchy of power in this city is about to change." he openly declared. 

Next, he stood besides Legolas on the other side of the throne and asked… 

"Guild Leader… who do I have to kill here first?" 

He spoke while looking at Sedaris and Lagertha with eyes full of murderous battle intent, a smirk visible on his face. 

Legolas then decided to do the introductions. 

"Everyone… I would like you to meet the new Commander who just joined our Misthios guild." he said with a benign smile. 

This man let out a ruthless, domineering and devilish grin as Legolas introduced his name to everyone. 

"Rudra."