Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 265: Valley of Ancients

Chapter 265: Valley of Ancients

Feeling the tension within the air, a cold intent flowed like water off my body. However, it was completely overshadowed by the bloodlust radiating from Bo. Slowly dark clouds once again began to grow around the Vanir's home, bringing darkness.

"Dao Serving?" I whispered as a profound air began to fill my eyes. "But do you think that will be enough? There is a reason I am still alive, Bo."

"It must be because your false power fools everyone. You are no more than a sixteen-year-old child that holds some authority. Nothing more, I have seen thousands like you, and it's pathetic, Snow."

"None shall speak to my..."

Waving my hand, Zan fell silent. Touching my chin, I could not help but lower my head, hiding my face within the shadows of my hair. However, my gaze was always upon the man known as Bo.

"Than attack me, Bo. Zan will not even react. Attack if you believe your words." I replied with a cunning heart, "Kill me now! and Save Midgard the trouble."

Clenching his fist, a blade made from Emeral qi began to form at his will. However, my smile never faded. This was not the least bit scary. Plans and schemes were my lifeline. One could not be an enemy of the courts or The Heavens if one were not adept in schemes.

"your bluffing," Bo quickly said, his eyes glimmering with a familiar divinity causing a magical smile to spread upon my face.

"Heimdall. So you are one of his pets, but no matter. If you think so, attack." I coldly said, drawing close to his body." Take that blade and plunge it through my head."

Pressing his blade against my neck, I simply stared into his sharp dark eyes with killing intent. "Go ahead or fuck off."

Feeling his blade still caressing, I drew closer, watching as he backed away. Sneering in disgust, I cursed, "Useless coward, this is reality Bo. I am sure you have seen and heard reports of what Hallr once was. I hold all the power I could need, but what of you? You are nothing. I could run my spear through your chidren or family and be awarded. This is the reality of those with power, so fuck off. "

Lowering his blade, my laughter echoed as I turned around, leaving without looking back. Of course, I was buffing, I had no way of contacting Ezra so quickly, and while I was sure little miss crazy was there, who in their right mind would call her after what she did?

Continuing our exploration Zanris did not say much, simply lost in her memeries of this place. Yet, I was slowly losing interest; while it was all magnificent, there were many things to do.

"Take me to the house of Scara," I commanded, watching a small tremor trace her delicate body. Whether it was due to anger, or sadness, I could not tell, but I also did not care.

Coming to a halt, Zanris turned to me, nodding in understanding as we continued towards an enormous valley within the clouds. Gravel, grass, and thousands of rocks were both presents as I stared around with shock at the massive castle hidden under a cliff. Surrounding the castle were millions of stone structures that had me consumed in awe.

"Do we fly up, or will there be something there to bring us up?" I patiently asked.

"Both, but my lord does not have a badge, and with Gruna dead, I do not think my lord will not receive one till he speaks with Unnr," Zan explained with a bitter smile.

Spreading my wings, I shot into the heavens at a breathtaking speed; suddenly, a wave of nausea consumed me. Coming to a stop, I gripped my stomach, almost falling from the heavens. Stepping into the air, I vomited my stomach's content.

"Fuck, this is disgusting," I complained, wiping the leftover chunks upon my lips. "I fucking hate this realm. But I am definitely throwing up on someone if I am in battle. How can I miss that opportunity?"

"Master?" shouted Zan in fright, "Are you Ok?"

"yeah... Just a little sickness, lets keep going!" I annoyingly said, spitting up some leftovers.

"But.."

"Just go!" I commanded, "this is going to be my new normal till my body and soul adapt."

A little uncomfortable, Zan did not speak a word, shooting off at an breathtaking speed. Following behind in a crimson beam of dark light. WE tore into the heavens landing upon a large plot of empty land.

Suddenly over twenty qi signatures appeared, their bodies all covered in dark robes with crimson clouds stiched into their robes, surrounding us with heavy bloodlust. Not showing any expression, I simply stared in amazement as they slowly lowered their weapons one after another there gaze all upon my servant.

"You... You... YOu have returned!"

"Zanris, you have returned!!! Our Lady will be so happy!"

"Inform the Lady. She will be estatic. !"

With a warm smile, Zanris could not help but shed tears. Yet, I could feel the cold flames of hell within her soul corrupting her mind. Arching my brow, I simply watched, pondering how this was affecting her. I did not get corrupted much due to my orginal nature, but Zan was not like me. She was, in a way, very pure before my change.

Cuffing her arms towards the crowd of Guards, Zan released a heartfelt grin, "I have returned but not as a servant of Scara. Those days are gone; I belong to this man here. He is my master. Everyone, this is Lord Arsene Snow of Vaevictis."

"We know Zan! Everyone knows!" A female guard suddenly shouted, taking a step out, "And our Lord wishes to speak with the both of you. So please follow."

"Anna!" Zan exclaimed, leaping into the azure-headed woman. "You became a Scara Knight?"

"Sure did; your lessons were everything, Zan. I thank you," Anna exclaimed in tears, wrapping her small arms around her. " How I have missed you!"

Nodding within her chest, I scrunched my brow, feeling a little out of place. I truly hated being in such a disgusting situation. A simple hello or handshake worked just as well. Rolling my eyes I gently coughed,

"Ladies? Mind if you two catch up as we walk?" I asked, getting glares from both the crowd but Zanris as well.

"You did not say your master was a dick."