The Invincible Full-Moon System



"Was it not worth it to do that, master...?"

In front of the overbearing castle swirling with profound power from ancient times was the Executor who seems to preparing to go somewhere, he was standing proudly beside Brigitta that seems to still be stuck as his guide.

She looks sickly, almost as if being his guide zapped the life out of her.

Beside him was Edward who had come back from paying a visit to the Dark Elf Kingdom.

Having his mouth curled into a hideous smile reeking with twisted satisfaction, the Executor waved his hand, gesturing that it was fine, "I don't know why you insist on going there the convey the message yourself, but the look on his face is worth seeing. That's the face that anyone that tries to cross me should have, he's learning"

"I'm happy that you consider my selfish request worth it" Edward replied, bowing slightly.

Furthermore, he didn't stop there and continues, "As for my reasoning to insist going there myself, it's nothing complicated. I only want to show that prideful imbecile that I now serve the right ruler, your grandiose should be worshipped to the fullest extent"

While hearing this, the Executor unconsciously lifted his chin slightly in pride.

Liking the soothing praise that came out of Edward's candy mouth, the Executor gave him an acknowledging nod. In his mind, this is how it should be, the world should revolve around him, the true ruler of the world.

'Yes, in this modern era, the throne of the world is rightfully mine' the Executor thought.

Everything should fall into place as he wanted.

Straightening his back once again, Edward then continued his report of his visit.

"Just like she said, the location of Dargena City should be true if he gets to the Dark Elf Kingdom that fast. It's also true that the Dark Elf is allying themselves with the Royal Black Prince as you predicted. I don't want to go as far as trusting Gistella, but the information she provides is accurate"

"Hmph! That lowly prince doesn't have numbers, it's easy to predict what he was doing"

"Yes... Also, I already use the item to send a message to the Witch of Chaos. Judging from her children's desperation, that message will definitely haunt her mind without fail. The Royal Black Prince's harsh treatment will be his downfall"

"Yes, I'll play as nice as need to be until I get what I want. She'll succumb soon"

Remembering the sudden spark of cursed energy during the Emham Forest incident, the Executor smiled realizing that it was a signal sent from one of her children, begging him to help free her from her situation.

It seems like the Royal Black Prince has something over the Witch and forces her to help him.

Obviously, he thought wrong about their coalition at first.

The Executor thought that the Witch is working together with the Royal Black Prince to get back at him, but it seems that was not the case. It seems her ambition is to rise to the top alone in the era, yet the Royal Black Prince stopped her.

Now, she's in a desperate situation and in dire need of help.

'Witch of Chaos... No matter the era, you have never been a candidate for the top. Going against me is your biggest mistake. Now, I'll become the knight in shining armor that would free you from him. And by that time, you'll have no choice but to serve me willingly'

Just thinking about this alone plastered a mischievous smile on the Executor's face.

Bit by bit, his plan started to take shape.

"Are you going somewhere, master? Do you also want me to come with you?"

Finding that Brigitta is strapped in her battle armor and also the fact that the two of them are outside, Edward suspects that the two are going somewhere. It's not normal for the Executor to be outside of the castle like this.

"I need more souls, flesh, and blood to finish my weapon" the Executor replied.

Upon hearing this, Edward frowns.

"Shouldn't we just wait for the Witch to come to us? She'll make the weapon for you"

"The Symposium of Upper Divinities is not a regular place, there are restrictions. Even with my immeasurable power that surpassed your puny mind, it's impossible for me to get near. Hence, I need my weapon. It's not a regular weapon, and it would be better to have the prototype ready before the Witch succumbs"

The Executor replied while making new sets of armor for himself through his chaos element.

Listening to this attentively, Edward nodded his head repeatedly.

Pondering for a moment, Edward then asked again as he heard the talk of the Awakened military personnel that guarded the Executor's castle, "Are you going to the Great Barricade? If it's souls, flesh, and blood you seek, that place has plenty"

"I'm starting to like you more and more, Edward" the Executor replied with a smirk.

Not even replying, Edward already knows the answer. The Great Barricade is the answer.

Many older generations of high-rank Supernaturals are attacking the Great Barricade, and there's no better place other than the Great Barricade which is more appropriate than that place to search for souls, flesh, and blood.

"Stay here, keep an eye on Gistella. John will also be with you" the Executor instructed.

After finishing his preparation, he turns around.

Realizing that he was about to leave and head towards the Great Barricade which would take some time due to the First Breath suppression, Edward bowed respectfully to the profound ancient powerhouse.

"I'll do that. Gistella will not leave my sight, I'll make sure of it" Edward said obediently.

Just like that, the Executor and Brigitta left the castle.

Meanwhile, inside the castle. A woman figure seems to be sitting on her knees inside a room.

Gistella was prisoned inside this room.

It seems to be a hall, a very spacious hall the size of a football field that should be used for a banquet of such and is not that frequently used judging from the very few pieces of furniture on the sides, banal sculptures, and dead stake torches.

Metallic sounds reverberated inside the room whenever Gistella moved.

Since she's still under supervision despite giving accurate information that the Executor asked of her in return for killing Calidora, an artifact called Nexus of the Castle is clasping her wrist tightly right now, preventing her from going anywhere.

Nexus of the Castle is bonded to the castle, it's unbreakable until the caste collapsed.

Despite her situation, Gistella seems to be calm.

Inside the room alongside her was King John who is looking at her with a mundane look, he seems to have his mind elsewhere, and it was only because of the Executor's command that he stayed here to keep a lookout for Gistella.

But when he snapped out of his daze, his eyes focuses back on Gistella.

For a brief second there, Gistella's blue eyes, sparkling brighter than the grandest sapphire takes a quick glance at King John, their eyes made contact before she was the one that breaks it off first.

Gistella then flipped her celestial silver hair, each strand like stardust.

Due to the moonlight from outside that seems to be acting as a spotlight for her, her hair that flowed like liquid moonlight shimmers beautifully. It was enchanting, and the sight made King John appreciates the mystifying beauty created by a cross between the Undead and Werewolf.

Acknowledging that she's the most beautiful woman he has ever seen is not a stretch.

"Do you feel something strange?"

A mystical voice, alluring to the core enters King John's ears like melody.

It was Gistella, she was the one that spoke those words. 

But instead of looking at King John, she was looking outside of the window serenely.

"Hmmm...?"

"I mean, I lived here, inside the human territory with Rex for some time. I've always praised humans' taste in art and advancement. But now, that feeling is gone. It's tense out there, hollow, almost..."

"Stop talking to me, you're still not in the clear yet"

King John replied with a cold tone, not willing to talk to someone who can't be trusted.

Upon hearing this, Gistella becomes silent again.

Despite that being the case, it didn't last long. A light smile appeared on her face, mystery and uncertainty mingled, creating a somewhat charming yet stubborn symphony that made her even more provocative.

It was the contrast that hits King John.

In appearance, she looks innocent. But her words seem to be rather sensual to the ears.

"Many complained about President Sebrof's time of reign, yet it was during his time that I feel like humans were expressive. Perhaps, I admire him a little..." Gistella mused, her words were light, and King John heard them well.

A complicated look appeared on his face when he heard what Gistella said.

But then, Gistella's eyes widened slightly before she giggled, "Forgive me, I must be rambling because of the night. Forget what I just said, maybe someone like the Executor is needed if humans wanted to protect themselves"

Despite her saying that, it seems King John couldn't quite forget what she said.

'Has humans fallen that far for an outsider like her to feel like that...? Is Sebrof really that great of a leader? No, that can't be, I'm positive that I could lead humanity better than him. But why is she praising him...?'

A series of questions appeared inside King John's head.

King John is certain that the highest seat of power in human territory belongs to him, he's way better than President Sebrof. But Gistella's praise made him doubt whether he was really better.

It was then, Gistella suddenly said, "Maybe if you lead, the situation will be better"

"What do you mean by that?" King John eventually asked back.

Smiling gently, shifting the aura of uncertainty around her into absolute certainty, Gistella made eye contact with King John before she replied, "I feel the same hollowness from you. Just a thought, maybe if you're not shackled, you'll do way better than President Sebrof"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashes inside King John's eyes.

Just when he was about to ask something, the door to the room was opened abruptly.

"Come outside, King John. I have something to talk about with you"

Out of nowhere, Edward stepped inside and said that. But in an instant, he frowned when he sensed something is going on between King John and Gistella. It was not evident, yet he could feel it in the air.

"Let's go, she won't go anywhere. It's fine to leave her here" 

King John didn't reply.

He only walked outside with steady steps while Edward remained behind for a moment.

Feeling a little bit suspicious, he looks at Gistella with squinted eyes and paused for a moment. It was only half a minute later before he avert his gaze away and exit the room, leaving Gistella alone.

~

A day has passed after the incident at the Dark Elf Kingdom.

Rex has been recuperating throughout the day and managed to heal most of his wounds leaving only a couple of small ones to spare, he managed to regain his strength thanks to Evelyn's Luna energy.

One thing he noticed was that after leaving the Dark Elf Kingdom, Evelyn's attitude changed.

It was evident, she changed over a night.

Upon taking a break from using her Luna energy that was exhausted in repelling the energies that lingers in the wounds, Rex thought that she would be training and increasing her proficiency in controlling her elements.

Due to the First Breath that suppressed the energies, it's a perfect time to train in control.

But instead of doing that, Evelyn instead pampered him from talking with him about banal things such as his favorite food all the way to his future plans when he eventually defeats the Executor.

There was no doubt in her voice, it was almost encouraging for Rex to hear.

Evelyn changed so much that he was perplexed, she was acting more fondly to the point that Rex couldn't believe that he was talking with Evelyn, 'What makes her change this much after visiting the Dark Elf Kingdom? Did King Jorik's wife, the queen say something to her...?'