Still in the Kingdom of Ashenmoor.
King Flavius cleared his throat and sat straight as he watched Eryth and his partners entered the courtroom where he was alone.
He rubbed the back of his head and groaned. "Do you still desire to kill me?" He queried.
The dark brown-haired man pulled out his sword from its scabbard. "I actually still do. I can't forgive you for what you did to people I care about."
"What are you talking about?"
The dark mage took a few steps forward. "The little village in the middle of the desert. You know, the one you sent your men to unnecessarily murder the innocent souls that lived there."
The king stayed quiet for a while before drawling. "Ohhhh… right, that village in the middle of the forest--- I mean desert. But I promise I didn't make that order."
"What are you saying."
The king waved his hand in the air and a script appeared in front of Eryth. "Sign it and I'll tell you everything I know, in return… you'll spare my life."
Eryth narrowed his eyes. "Very well, I accept. Now speak."
Flavius leaned forward and cleared his throat. "Some time ago, Hex sat on this seat I am on and laid down his entire plan, giving three of his generals a task to do."
He continued. "He sent one of his generals and my lady, Nikephoria, to go around and collect souls which they gave to him and that is why your little village got what happened."
He put his hand up as he noticed the look on Eryth's face. "And the third general was sent out to find the Tome of Discordia."
"Hex wants the Tome of Discordia?" Syrie, who had been released questioned.
The king of Ashenmoor nodded. "Yes. I believe his plan is entirely centred around the Tome of Discordia."
"Why?" Arya asked.
"With it, he believes he'll get all the energy he needs to ascend and launch an attack on the High Realm."
They all gasped in shock. "The High Realm?" Blutox questioned.
"He claims to be the one true god and he will annihilate the OR-DER, and Chaos gods because they'll only stand in the way of what he plans to do with the Realms."
Eryth slipped his sword into its scabbard and walked towards a window in the room. "So if I get the Tome of Discordia, I could have Hex come to me?"
"Are you crazy?" The king asked.
The dark brown-haired man giggled softly. "If it means getting Hex to me."
"You couldn't kill my lady, one of Hex's generals so the shield still stands along with the three others, you won't stand a chance."
"I broke the act circled her so the shield has been broken. Plus, having the Tome of Discordia will mean having more than enough power to defeat the clown, so… I'll get Hex to come to me."
"Eryth," Danila called out. "I agree with the King, Hex isn't just a name that is used to scare kids to sleep, he is real and it'll be insane to call him out."
The mage sat on one of the many chairs in the room. "Well I've been out here fighting his generals but haven't even seen a glimpse of him, that says something… either he's scared, or…" he paused. "Or he is scared, so I'm going on with my plan, I'll call Hex out and I'll kill him."
The king burst into laughter. He threw his head back as he laughed even harder. "You are hilarious! You are crazily hilarious… wow… but, how would you find the book?"
"There's only one person who can know where to find it," Blutox said.
"Old man Zumma," Eryth smiled. "But I can't tell him anything about it or he'll try to stop me."
"That's not true," Danila and Blutox spoke simultaneously.
Eryth shoots them a sarcastic look. "Well then I guess I know the old man better than the both of you despite only being around him for some days."
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"Masatly, you keep swinging your sword that way, I'll have to take you back to the basics, and the gods know I will," the grey-haired lady, Grevla, said to the formless figure who gave her a slight bow before turning to his sparring partner.
She shook her head disappointedly and turned to the other trainee. "Keep running that move, I'll get back to you in a moment." She slipped her sword in its scabbard and started towards her house.
Her eyes wandered around and she caught sight of her white curly-haired sister, Heyt walking towards the woods. "Heyt," she called out immediately.
The elemental act user hesitated for a moment before turning to face the grey-haired lady. "What?" She asked, levelling a frown on her face.
"Where are you going?"
"It's none of your business, so please get back to the only thing you actually care about." She turned to leave but Grevla called her back.
"I asked you a question, Heyti… where are you going?"
The white-haired girl veered around to face her sister. She inched closer such that she was only a few inches away from her. "If you must know, I'm going out to get some air, this place suffocates me."
"You know walking through that shield will ruin our cover…" her words trail off and her eyes wander over her sister's shoulder. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm especially happy to see you too, Grevla," a familiar voice said from behind.
Heyt immediately recognized the voice and turned around to see the person she had in her mind after she heard the voice. "Eryth!" She yelled before throwing herself on the dark brown-haired mam, hugging him tightly.
"The gods answered my prayers."
"Wow." Arya rolled her eyes.
She finally pulled back. "You look just the same way you left."
"Obviously, were you expecting me to return with wings?"
She laughed and lightly slapped his stomach before waving at the fairy. "Hi, Danila… I'm so happy to see you. And you, Blutox," she smiled.
"Enough with all this nonsense, Heyti. You." she pointed at Eryth. "You do realize coming here put all these people's lives in jeopardy. And not only that, you come here with others just like you, Chaos users." Her eyes moved to Syrie who furrowed.
Eryth sighed. "Relax Grevla. We were just passing by and I thought I'd say hi… I'll be out of your hair in no time."
"Eryth can stay for as long as he wants." They all turned to see the bald old man, Monk Zumma.
"Monk Zumma, Eryth's presence here is Chaos, he can't stay."
"Even while he wasn't here, we've gotten several attacks from Shadow monsters, and the wall protected us, they won't be any different."
The grey-haired lady glared at Eryth before walking away. The monk shook his head and turned to Eryth. "Don't just stand there, come tell me stories of your journey since you left this village over a cup of tea."
"Tea? I mean sure, why not."
They had a few drinks together with Eryth introducing and telling the Monk and Heyt how he met the new people in his group, and hours later, they all retired to their designated homes. But instead of making his way home, Eryth walked towards the library.
"Eryth."
The dark brown-haired man veered around to find the speaker. "Hey, Uobleza, long time no see."
"And it was fine just that way," the Herimolian stated. "Tell me, what the fuck do you want now?"
Eryth exhaled softly and inched closer to the tan-skinned man. "Listen, I may be a Dark Mage of whatever, but I'm not the Dark Mage that killed your family. So why don't you stop with this whole shit stuff… it's sexy when Grevla do it, but it's fucking annoying when you do it, okay? So drop it." He turned and continued toward the library.
As the dark brown-haired man stepped into the library, to his expectations, he caught sight of Daya standing in front of a shelf with her eyeballs deep inside a book she was holding.
Eryth quietly snuck up behind her and also paired into the book she was holding, reading out a content from it. "To acquire the Green Eyes, one either take the eyes of a possessor or destroy the eye which he desired to have the Green Eye in and channel a large amount of energy to that eye. It may be painful, but if successful, it will be worth it."
The yellow-skinned lady quickly turned to find the man who claimed to be her husband. "Eryth?" She said with a smile on her face.
"I was wondering why you weren't out there to welcome me, but I see the reason now..." His words were suddenly cut off as the dark-haired lady pressed her lips against his. She just as quickly pulled away and cleared her throat. "I… I am sorry."
Eryth shrugged. "It's fine, it's a normal reaction to have when you meet your husband."
"My husband?"
He raised his hand to show the ring she gave him still on his ring finger. "We are married, remember?"
Daya scoffed before slipping the book back onto the shelf. "What are you doing here? Weren't you banished?"
"I wanted to see my wife one last time before I ran off to my death."
"Kiss me." Without waiting for his reply, she closed the distance between them and engaged in an intense kiss all the while ripping her crop top away.
Still holding the kiss, she led him to a nearby desk where she took off the only thing in Eryth's way allowing him to introduce her to pleasure with only his fingers while moving his lips to her neck and other part of her body. He continued that way, making her moan resonate through the entire library before engendering with her.
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A long while later the two were still on it. Eryth lay butt naked on the ground, letting out a groan of pleasure while Daya sat on him, moving up and down rhythmically with her hands on his chest. Her dark hair which she used to tie in a bun was all scattered and it poured down all over her shoulder and some part of her face.
The two were in a whole different realm of pleasure, but Eryth felt as though others could hear the loud moan the Herimolian was making, especially since it was night and quiet outside.
The Expansion Act user let out an even louder moan before crashing into her partner's chest. "Fuck," she groaned before kissing the side of his lips.
"That was amazing."
Eryth smiled. "I know, everything I do is amazing."
"Cocky much?"
"Come on, after the drive I took you through paradise, don't you think I DESERVE to be?"
She laughed and pushed back her hair as they snuggled closer to each other.
"So really though, why are you here?" She probed.
"I… already told you, I'm riding off to my death. At least that's what some people say, I don't believe I'd die."
Daya frowned. "You weren't joking earlier?"
"I'm looking to get the Tome of Discordia, that way, Hex will have no choice but to come to me and then I'll kill him there."
The dark-haired librarian got up to a seat. "You're joking, right?"
Eryth followed suit and shook his head no. "We did manage to sever two of his shields, but that doesn't mean anything if we can't get to him. Plus how'd we know he won't just make another shield and continue?"
She placed her hand on his cheek. "Come on, Honey, don't do this… this isn't your fight, Hex isn't your fight---"
"We don't know that," he chipped. "I was found half dead at the bottom of the mountain, maybe Hex did that to me."
She sighed and linked her forehead with his. "Fine," she paused. "Did you tell Monk Zumma?"
"I know he'll just as much try to stop me if I do, so no… I didn't."
She leaned in and kissed Eryth. "I'm not sure, but I could search the library for anything that could compass you in the direction of the Tome of Discordia."
"Thank you, Daya."
She smiled and kissed him again. "Anything for my husband."
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