Chapter 738 Final Stage
Chapter 738 Final Stage
With Legolas revealing himself as 3rd stage saint, no one had the guts or even slight courage to go against the Misthios guild anymore. The number one guild aka the 12 Valkyries was no different.
Misthios had a total of 9 saints. 2 of them were 4th stage saints while one was a 3rd stage. A total of three 2nd stage saints and three 1st stage saints. This was a lineup far stronger than any other guild.
Even the 12 Valkyries had only one 4th stage saint and one 3rd stage saint. Among their group, four were 2nd stage saints and the rest were 1st stage saints. In terms of overall firepower based on rank, the Misthios guild outshined even with 3 less saints on their side.
What no one here knew at this moment was that it wasn’t the end of it all.
Kahn still had Ranobes aka the 3rd stage saint’s core that he would soon absorb in upcoming months. Even if it didn’t help him breakthrough, it would still be enough to make him a peak 3rd stage saint.
Then who would be able to even touch their guild?
On that level, Kahn could at least fight an intermediate 5th stage saint by himself if he went all out.
On top of it… both Rudra and Omega, given their Mythical Rank and current levels, were fully capable of even killing a peak 5th stage saint. If they both fought together, maybe even standing on the same footing with a 6th stage saint wouldn’t be impossible.
The strongest person in the entire Alfheim was a 6th stage saint, namely an Elf from the Imperial Guard. But their line of people didn’t mix with mercenary guilds unless someone committed a crime, which they were caught of.
So other than that person… not a single soul could go against their guild now.
Forget suppressing them… they’d be lucky if the Misthios guild did not find trouble with them.
Now… all the guild leaders were in a lurch. Because soon, this news will spread and it would be a problem to keep the current clients they had.
Because the type of people they dealt with preferred the strongest as it ensured the safety of their assets.
Business was not a family relationship. The preferences shifted as soon as interests did.
Everyone present in the meeting also understood that Misthios, on paper, was already the strongest guild in the entire Alfheim.
Means, Legolas Ragnarsson hadn’t come here to settle their misgivings and give in to their demands, knowing that he could be oppressed with 31 saints present here.
No…
He came here to establish his dominance.
That there was a new Overlord of this domain.
And without knowing, all of them were just witnesses of his official Coronation.
“So… are we done discussing?
I will keep my word. And your guilds do not find trouble with us, we won’t find with yours.
If your people come across mine where our interests collide… look the other way or heads will start rolling.
There won’t be a second warning.” Legolas gave a final intimation.
This warning was also given to the 12 Valkyries as he daringly gazed at Lagertha and her saints.
“So let’s hope there won’t be another incident where all of us have to meet like this again.” said Legolas and got up from his throne.
The throne disappeared and the ironborn elf walked out, followed by his two strongest commanders and the rest of his subordinates.
After they left the manor… no one dared to kick up a fuss.
Sigh!
Most of them sighed as after the Misthios guild left, majority could now stand up on their feet again.
Everyone had a dejected and also infuriated expression but nobody dared to curse or even speak loudly.
For the first time in their lives… all of them were thoroughly suppressed and also humiliated by a newcomer in town.
Why did it happen?
The answer was obvious… It was because of Strength.
It was a form of power that intelligence and knowledge couldn’t always overcome. It was as important as the latter two and you could never stand at the top without it.
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In the evening of the same day… the 12 Valkyries held a group meeting in their main headquarters.
This group had only 4 Humans while others belonged to different races. And all of them were showing their anger and cursed their entire ancestry.
“Who cares! They were really hot.
Especially that Raiden Hrodvitsson and Rudra Fafnir.
I could barely stop myself from pouncing on them.” spoke a female saint with saliva dripping from her mouth as she revealed a lascivious expression.
But the other Valkyries rolled their eyes and chose to ignore her as if they expected nothing else from this female belonging to a Succubus species.
At the front of this long table where the Valkyries were seated, 3 human females had a gloomy expressions.
One of them was Rose Hightower, a 2nd stage swordsmaiden while the one on the opposite side was the vice-president of their guild.
“Those Misthios bastards… who do they think they are?!” she bellowed in rage.
“Don’t do anything stupid! We’re not their match.” said Lagertha with a constricted expression.
“How can you say that, guildmaster? You’re our strongest saint.” spoke the silver-haired vice-president who seemed to be a magician.
“I bet none of you could feel it because you’re not a 4th stage saint like me.
Raiden Hrodvitsson and Rudra Fafnir; they may be 4th stage saints… But their aura and saint pressures were nothing like I’ve seen before.
Forget me, if both I and Sedaris fought together with just one of them… we would still lose.” she revealed with a helpless countenance.
“Because I’ve already faced a similar aura once before.
Their auras were similar to that of a 5th stage saint.” she explained.
Gasp!
All the female saints gasped.
“But then why do they follow that Ironborn Elf? He’s too weak to command them.” queried another member who was an archer.
“Their identity is still too mysterious.
Let’s stay out of their way for now. There’s no shame in being the number 2 guild.
At least, we won’t be as miserable as the LNP guild.” spoke Lagertha.
Unlike her appearance, she wasn’t a hot-headed woman but a very calm and calculative one.
“Because those men aren’t the type to settle a score with just words or diplomacy.” she iterated.
“What do you mean?” asked Rose.
“Did none of you notice this?” the guildmaster asked as she looked around her group.
“Notice what?” queried the magician saint.
Sigh!
Lagertha sighed and explained…
“The way Sedaris was hellbent on making an enemy of Misthios guild and trying to get all the guilds to act against them, even going as far as instigating a battle… His motives weren’t professional but personal.
I could tell the real cause after noticing his expression.” she declared.
“It is because the Misthios guild…” she declared the reason why she chose not to make an enemy of this new guild with a somber voice.
“Killed their vice-president just to make a statement.”
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Back in the main headquarters of the Misthios guild headquarters… Kahn stood outside the topmost balcony of his mansion and looked around the current settlement.
“Finally I’m done settling my roots in this empire. Now I have nothing to worry about.” he spoke with a content smile.
“Now I guess I have to spend a few months on my last plan.” he revealed an exhilarated expression.
“The Expansion.”