I'm the King Of Technology

–Hidden Fortress, Somewhere in Dafaren.--

Today, the sun stung the eyes of many like vipers, causing their throats to fall in a continuous loop of thirst. How can it be so hot when summer hasn't officially begun yet?

The guards wore light airy attire, but were still completely drenched, with their undergarments feeling damp. They were hidden in plain sight, with some even hiding underneath the refreshing eaves of the trees, but still felt incredibly hot. Yet, no one dared to move a muscle, especially when knowing what day it was. Bubong! Bubong! The thunderous hooves from far away horses bellowed in their ears, causing their heart strings to tighten. He is here!

Like spiders in the dark, they lowered their bodies and blended even more perfectly with their surroundings, narrowing their gazes to ensure the incoming visitor was the one they expected. Pah! A deadly arrow shot onto a nearby tree, close to the visitor, cashing the horse to tilt up high in a halt. Hee-hee-hee-hee~

The 2 headed stallion, with its massive feet and twins moving in rhythm. The lone messenger was quick to calm the beast down before stepping down and hanging out the arrow from the tree. With his gloves hands, he took off the thin piece of black fabric tied around the arrow, revealing a symbol underneath. Taming a stone, he completed the peculiar symbol with a few more strokes before taking off the enormous bow behind his back. Whoosh! It pieces through the air like lightning, causing nearby birds to flap away in horror. What accuracy! What great strength! Oops… Many birds no longer dared not stay around such dangerous paths. What bad luck. They flew away as fast as they could, lest they end up on some human's plate. Standing in the clearing, the lone man stood by his now calm horse in wait. 3… 2… 1… He got back on his horse and continued his forward with a stoic expression. Should he have gotten the symbol wrong, his body would have already been covered with a thousand arrows and hidden weapons by now. Don't think the symbol or words to complete were always the same. Impossible! There were over 500 symbols and words that meant completely different things when put together or put apart. This was just the first test. And after advancing for a while longer, he met 3 others leaning on rocks and trees with their arms crossed against their chests and their heads lowered. They inspected his face, lest he was wearing a human mask, before letting him speak. "Make preparations, the Master will arrive before the sun sets." Boom! His words caused their pupils to shrink, with 2 others darting towards the hidden fortress after the messenger left. Master! Master… the master is coming? This was undoubtedly good news, but it also meant they must be super prepared to welcome him in. The master was like the Grand Puba, the living God that they served. His words were their command, and his actions their highlights. What's more, many truly believe their master to be the chosen one, a being so divinely blessed by the heavens that he could even make the grounds move. Like many wealthy nobles with an abundance of power, their master had an uncanny number of public and hidden fortresses scattered about the Veit continent. Veinitta as a whole was his home court, his place of comfort and true power. Their master of course, mostly loved residing in Dafaren since he was born and raised here.

So with so many fortresses scattered around both Veit empires, their master has to divide himself between all of them, so sometimes, it takes 5 years before the master visits one. Don't forget that just traveling in this world takes months and months. It's been 3 years since the master last visited their hidden fortress, so how can they not feel jumpy? Of course, they also somewhat knew the reason their boss was here. Thinking of the unfortunate incidents that have occurred one after the other, everyone's face distorted in fury. Now, after hearing that their master was coming, they knew it was finally time for their luck to turn around!!!

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6 hours later, an intimidating group of men on black horses rode through at a vigorous pace. These men rode their horses around a peculiarly shaped carriage with a massive black pumpkin style exterior. The carriage looked dark and ominous, as though made from Death's very own essence. And within the carriage sat a burly figure with a stoic expression. The man with his low bone ridges and sharp chin, calmly looked at the pile of secret notes he had been receiving during his travels. All the notes roughly said the same thing.

Heh.

Castello chuckled cruelly when crushing the last note he just finished reading. Two of his most trusted aides, Dickens and Clayton, already knew their leader was enraged.

No, scratch that. Enraged would be underestimating their boss's current anger level.

Has the sun started rising from the West? Have humans now begun to fly? Have birds learned how to chew molten lava? Who was their Leader? He was the renowned Lord Castello Basanta, a popular and mighty member of the TOEP, and the wealthiest slave trader in the entirety of Veinitta.

How dare a mere self-proclaimed king, a female at that, dare to think of ever standing against their master?

Why it was like pinning a single ant against a mountain. How can the ant possibly win? Impossible! The 2 shook their heads in denial.

Even with a million probabilities running through their brains, they knew it was impossible for their master to ever lose this battle.

That's right, the battle line has been drawn. But the only reason that little whore had succeeded so far was because she completely took them unawares.

Hah…

Who would have known that they who have defended and protected against all sorts of supreme powerhouses and forces, would one day get a taste of defeat from a little girl?

Indeed, until they are able to locate her, they will continue to remain in the light while she, in the dark.