Dark Magus Returns

The news had first hit the Dark Faction, but the next set of people to hear the news was none other than the Demonic Faction, and eventually, the news would have traveled to the Light Faction as well.

All of the factions had their ways of gathering information. They would often have members in other factions working for them. For some people, coin was more important than loyalty to the clan and people that brought them up.

On top of that, nearly every clan could utilize the wanderers that would pass through each of the factions with ease. There was no loyalty when it came to them.

Then lastly, there were some clans, as well as information gatherers like that of Bubble, whose sole purpose was finding out information.

One clan in the Demonic Faction in particular had found out about the news, the Neverfall Clan, one of the most feared clans even in the Demonic Faction.

Belil Narfous, their leader, was having a meeting with his elders, and they were sitting in an extremely heated room on the bottom floor. Most of the others were sweating apart from him.

“Things are finally changing after so much time has passed,” Belil said with a smile on his face. “It appears that things are happening all the time.”

“Do you think that the Lost Clan will react, aren’t they in charge of the border closest to the Dark Faction?” One of the Elders asked.

“They won’t act,” Belil said confidently. “Right now, most of the aggression on the Demonic Faction is from the Light Faction not the Dark Faction.

“On top of that, I heard that the Lost Clan had its own troubles recently with a portal break. Besides, you know how the Demonic Clans are like, we have to be careful of each other, rather than the other factions.

“If the Lost Clan attacked and the Dark Faction put in a lot of effort, there is a chance that one of us will just eat them up.”

There was quite a large difference between the Demonic Faction compared to the other factions and that was unity. The Dark Faction and Light Faction had managed to unite together.

The Light Faction through a council of sorts where they would vote on matters. The Dark Faction was through Murkel’s overwhelming power compared to the others.

The Demonic Faction was different, there was no unity. Perhaps the only thing that was unified about them was that they lived in the same area and had a disliking for the other clans.

In a heartbeat, if one of the Demonic clans showed weakness they would be taken over, yet at the same time, it was this worry that had kept them so strong.

“I’m not interested in that anyway, what I’m more interested in is setting a date!” Belil turned and looked toward Rayna. “I need to know, when is the big day, when will you two be getting married.”

“Sir,” One of the Elders asked. “Aren’t there more important matters, like the upcoming martial arts tournament.”

“Nonsense, how can that be more important than one of my daughters getting married?”

Rayna’s face was turning bright red, and she didn’t really know how to answer. She hadn’t been in contact with Raze for a long time. The only way she knew how to get to him was through the Crimson Crane, and even their activities were split.

The Crimson Crane were no longer in the Demonic Faction, and as usual, the wanderers had gone off to do their own thing, splitting off into different areas.

“I will try my best to give you an answer soon, father… please just give me a bit of time,” Rayna answered, with no idea how to get an answer.

Inside the stone city, where the Lethal Bite Clan once resided, things were starting to run smoothly once again.

The image of a well-functioning city had to be kept up, and in a way to show strength the one thing that they didn’t close was the path from the Demonic Faction into the Dark faction.

People were coming and going as they had been doing before.

In the city itself, there was also another group of people that were operating as normal.

In the singular large building that had a spire that raised higher than most of the city, the Rylon Religion were busier than ever.

The people that had been living in the city were afraid slightly and had been coming in looking for a new hope and a way of protection.

Standing at the center, in their bright yellow robes, were the Meisters were doing another ceremony.

“May we all praise the sun!” the Meister said.

Those sitting in the long benches stood up and gave a little bow, repeating the word “Praise the Sun.” Before, heading back out the exit of the church.

However, there were a few people who hadn’t left. They stayed standing and were looking at the others that had remained standing.

They were a group of six of them. Some of them in armor, some in Pagna clothing but what they all had in common was they were wanderers.

Not only that, but they were relatively well-known wanderers who each knew each other.

There was a reason for their gathering today, and the Meister in yellow standing gestured for all of them to come forward.

As they moved, they turned their heads giving glances to one another and had eventually stopped right in front of the Meister.

“What is the meaning in this, I thought this task was a solo task. You didn’t state that we would be working together,” One of the wanderers asked.

“He’s right, usually we would make our own team of people that we trust if you want us to work together, and it says something else that you did this, it means you didn’t trust us.”

Reaching into the sleeve of the robe, the Meister then pulled out a pouch and threw it over to the five in front of them.

As they opened up the pouch, inside they could see 3 gold coins.

“That is the downpayment for this quest I have given you, and it is only ten percent of the fee if you are able to successfully complete the task,” The Meister explained.

The amount of money they were being paid had shut them up. No matter what the task was now, they would accept it.

However, the amount was extremely high, making them consider one thing, just how dangerous was the mission?

“I won’t keep this just yet,” One of the females said. “Not until you tell us, just what this task is. We answered your call.”

The Meister had a big grin on their face.

“Even if you don’t accept it, you can keep the coin. As a gesture of the Rylon Religion.

“The task can be seen as an easy or difficult one, but it is more one that needs to be done in secret.”

“You see, our society had given a certain individual belonging to the Lethal Bite Clan an item. To be exact, it is a sword known as the Lux Sword.”

“Your job is to retrieve it. As you know, the Lethal Bite Clan has fallen, so you must find out who has it, and obtain it from them at all costs.”

Retrieving an item from an individual, there were many ways to do that. The job seemed too simple.

It was worrying for some, but the sheer amount of coin for what sounded like an easy task had taken them over, including one individual.

“I’ll do it,” Elvlin answered, a well-known wanderer from the Crimson Crane.

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