Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 9: 57: Commander (3)

Book 9: Chapter 57: Commander (3)

Alidor twirled a coin between his slender fingers. His dark gold hair waving slightly in the wind while his oil-paper umbrella was held in his other hand.

This coin didn’t have any particular significance. In fact, it was quite useless. It was the former currency used by the Guatama Clan back when they co-ruled Uidah territory.

By now, the Guatama had been wiped from the Uidah history books. The common people who remembered probably thought him and his family were traitors, while many had long since forgotten about them.

This coin had the picture of two prayer beads, intertwined as one into the sign for infinity. It was meant to represent the everlasting relationship between the two Clans… Which was exactly why it was likely useless by now. The Uidah had probably melted down all of the coins with this image on it and formed a new currency, all to further wipe the memory of the Guatama Clan.

When Alidor escaped and lived with his little sister within the dangers of the Gates for all those years, he had taken what remained of his family’s legacy with him. Among those materials, there were countless coins just like this, each more useless than the last.

When he lost to Dyon in the fight for the key, he had fallen into depression for a long time. He had suddenly become someone else’s slave. All thoughts he had toward revenge had suddenly become useless. He couldn’t even control his own destiny anymore.

Who knew that over thirty years later, his day of revenge would be so close? Dyon, the man he used to hate with every fiber of his being, was actually giving him the chance to slaughter those Uidah bastards.

Alidor closed his eyes, collecting himself.

A sudden heavy slap to his back shook him awake. He didn’t have to look to see who it was, his trouble making little sister was back at it again.

“Now’s not the time, Kaeara. You have troops to command, go back to your post.”

“Such a downer.” Kaeara pouted.

From a little girl, she had grown into quite the beauty. She had delicate tanned skin and a tomboyish appearance, even wearing loose and baggy clothing. She was the object of affection for many, but this overly talkative girl was oddly attracted to a mute.

“Shouldn’t you be cradle robbing?”

“Ah!” Kaeara gasped. “Big brother just made a joke?!”

Kaeara grinned wildly, her short hair bobbing up and down.

“Wait! What did you say to me?!” Suddenly registering what her brother said, she slapped his back again. “Little Ryu is a grown man now. How dare you treat me like this?”

Alidor sent a calm gaze toward his sister. “When he was 5 years old, you were already over 20, I don’t want to hear such nonsense from you. He’s not even 20 years old yet, have some shame.”

“Bully!”

Alidor shook his head. His sister was too much. She had acted as an instructor of Ryu when he was attending the Soul Universe academies. In fact, she was the one who approved his S level grade. Now she was calling him a grown man. He felt like disowning her.

Suddenly, Alidor sensed movement in the distance.

Currently, only he and his sister were in the air overlooking the tower to their back and several ten million warriors below. Maybe only Kaeara would dare to spit in the face of this arrangement and leave her ranks like this.

It had only been several hours since this Gate opened, but Alidor had already captured 3 key towers, taking the number the Beast Clan Alliance once controlled from 1 to 4, resulting in half of the Gate falling under their control.

He came up against no resistance. This wasn’t because the Ragnors were weak, but rather because they hadn’t been there to defend in the first place.

The Ragnors were under the impression that they were in an alliance and were likely waiting for confirmation by the beast clans, not knowing that that confirmation would never come.

Alidor and the other armies took advantage of this, quickly recapturing several towers. It was likely that the Ragnors only just realized that there was something amiss.

“What is the meaning of this?! Have the Beast Clans forsaken our alliance?!”

A blimp hovered in the distance, a familiar commander sitting at the helm. But, the one who spoke was his subordinate, Once Berserker Bjorn. The bear-like man’s voice bellowed, making his power clear.

This was a celestial gate, but the imposing aura made it clear the Bjorn was a Pseudo-Dao expert.

“The alliance is over.” Alidor replied plainly.

Kaeara didn’t continue to be unruly, immediately returning to her troops.

Bjorn narrowed his eyes. ‘That hair, those eyes… The Uidah? But…’

Bjorn’s gaze looked toward the army. As he guessed, he had sensed several beast auras. Did that mean the Five Beast Clan Alliance had fallen to the Uidah? Or did that mean that they had betrayed their alliance?

The beast clans had an enmity with the Pakals, but they shouldn’t have one with the Uidah…

‘According to reports, Miss Hela confirmed that the Epistemic Tower is within Pakal and Uidah territory. But, the only reason the far more powerful Pakals were willing to share was precisely because the tower was in Uidah territory… Does that mean the Uidah are dissatisfied with the arrangement and want to use the support of the beast clans to resist against the Pakals?… But why would they attack us, then…?’

“KILL THESE MONKEYS.”

As Bjorn was trying to understand the conspiracy behind these matters and confusing Alidor for an Uidah, his brainless commander didn’t seem to care. It was already too late for Bjorn to stop it. The Ragnors marched on the Mortal Alliance.