Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 190
Advertisement
Stepping into the Versarack tasting some of the street food Hallr had to offer, I nodded towards Roald as he drew closer, "What do you know about the new technology that could revolutionize all of Midgard?"
Now that is just strange. Have they already completed it? Lifting my lips up, I spoke, "are you curious? I could get you one for free."
Opening his eyes wide, the entire station froze as my smiled widen, "I could donate some to the station. This could help in millions of ways."
"you-you-you," Roald muttered in horror, backing away, "You are the one who... but was it not the dwarves who..."
Smirking, my eyes glimmered as a longsword appeared within my palm almost magically, "I gave them the technology. Within the House of Snow, such devices are not really that spectacular, but here. You all seemed... underdevelop."
Gulping down, various murmurs appeared as Andor rushed outreaching to grab my wrist. However, the blade within my palm flickered as it appeared at his throat in an instant. "Not you... I don't like you. "
With a vibrant smile filled with contempt and disgust, I snickered at the dark face of Andor as I burst into laughter, "Not to worry, I will still be working here. I quite like working as a detective. Is Captain Vis in? I would like to talk to her regarding a business opportunity.
"That will not be necessary." A soft, gentle voice sounded deep within my ears.
"Mother," Roald yelled as I smiled.
Turning to Shana, I snickered at her complicated appearance. With this, she could not threaten my life. Although I did just put a massive bullseye upon my head, none of that mattered. Once the Court of Nox appears, the same thing would happen. Plus, I like the reaper's blade against my neck; what is life without a little trill.
Advertisement
Noticing the man behind her, I waited as she bowed, "Lord Snow, I am here on behalf of the Jarl to welcome you to a dinner party tonight."
"And how did you know it was I who..."
"Because ever since Andor named you the killer. We have been secretly following you. However, there were times you vanished on us. We did, however, see you speaking with the one eye thrall."
Arching my brow, I shot Andor a cold look before nodding, "So I guess you all believe me. What is it you want from me? "
Stepping out from behind Shana, the man with brown hair and a great furry beard smiled with his ruggish appearance, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Kandis Bulisem, adviser of the Jarl."
"Let me guess you wish to discuss my latest invention?" I asked with a smile.
"Yes, but we would like to know who you are?" He coldly asked, trying to see through my mask with his sharp gaze.
However, unlike my age, my mask would not be broken, "Now that is the question, but does it matter? I'm sure you have your guesses."
"ARSENE!!!! You left me again." A shout sounded as I saw Silvia rushing towards me with a blaming look.
'Yes!!!! Perfect timing!' i screamed inwardly.
Shaking within his boots, Kandis backed away in horror, "Lady Silvia...what... what are you doing here?" He yelled in bewilderment.
Sending a glance, Silvia ignored him, rushing to me glaring, "Why did you leave me again. I had to beg Orion to tell me of your location."
"Sorry, but I do have a job." I begrudgingly said, noticing the fearful look within Kandis's gaze.
"Oh, where are my manners. Silvia, this is Kandis Bulisem, adviser of the Jarl." I explained as she sent him a nod filled with indifference.
Advertisement
"I know; I visited him with Lord Torgeir before. He had quite an eventful dinner." She lovingly said, but I could hear the indifference within her tone. It seems she didn't hold any of these people within her eyes. " but it really is weird you have such a feminine name. Lord Torgeir and I had a good laugh about that."
Blushing a bit, Kandis lowered his head. "Will you also be coming with Lord Snow to the Jarl party?"
Wrapping her arms around me, Silvia nodded, "Of course, I am to watch over him. Where ever he goes, I go."
Shivering, Kandis stared at me with deeper respect, "Don't misunderstand, Kandis, I already have a wife. However, she left this morning on a business trip. Silvia is merely a personal friend I got in my tragic visit to... Well, I'm sure you have already heard."
"Yes.... and I am sorry about Rave. He was a great detective."
Rolling my eyes inwardly, I continued, "Well, shall we discuss our business at this party tonight."
"Of course, Lord Snow," Kandis said, bowing before taking his leave.
Shana seemed to have frowned as she glared wholes into my skull for a while, "If...if you were so important, why did you let us..."
"Because I make power on my own. I do not use what I didn't create." I coldly proclaimed as Silvia grew quiet, "But do not worry, I hold nothing against you. After all, it was my fault all this happened."
"But I am a man of my word, Silvia. Can you get Roald into the Vanir CLan?" I asked as he shivered, watching everything that transpired.
"Of course, it's not a big deal. He is...hmmm, he can even join members of my clan." SHe exclaimed, not really showing much interest.
"Can we go? Its bor...WOW, who fucked that person up!!!" She yelled before running off like a memorized child towards the painted pictures of homicides all throughout the city.
SHaking my head, I signed as Shana bowed, "You have my thanks, Lord Snow."
With a bloody smile hidden behind a mask of humbleness, I nodded, "A deal is a deal."
But that will never save you, nor your child. All of you and your clan will belong to me. You will all worship me as your god. HAHAHAHA GOD ARSENE, damn, what can be my spirit animal? Odin has a raven... Can it be a Kirin, the one in monster hunter was badass? Smirking at my thoughts, I quickly fixed my mental state before continuing.
"Now is you will excuse me, I have a job to do," I said, taking my leave, my eyes slowly turning dark with bloodlust.
Advertisement
- In Serial82 Chapters
The Best Assassin, Incarnated into a Different World’s Aristocrat
The eldest son of the assassin aristocrat Tuatha Dé.The skill, experience, knowledge of the previous life, magic, all of which grows his power as an assassin.Excellent assassins pass through. He was usually admired as the ideal lord, and behind it wielded a blade as an assassin aristocrat.
8 704 - In Serial9 Chapters
ANTIMATTER D
My appearance is off-putting, my power is creepy, but I want to be a hero. Dyzxalaxyzk, or "D" for short, is in his last year of school. After getting his first taste of saving people, he wishes to become a hero. However, this task is hampered by his appearance: he wears a threatening hood and scarf, which lightly obscure the pure black void with two big round white eyes he calls a face. At 17, he is at the last possible age for him to develop his powers. One boring day, while shopping at a small grocery store, an incident occurs...
8 85 - In Serial16 Chapters
Warlock of the Magus World -offline reading-
What happens when a scientist from a futuristic world reincarnates in a World of Magic and Knights?An awesome MC - that's what happens!A scientist's goal is to explore the secrets of the universe, and this is exactly what Leylin sets out to do when he is reincarnated. Dark, cold and calculating, he makes use of all his resources as he sets off on his adventures to meet his goal.Face? Who needs that... Hmmm... that guy seems too powerful for me to take on now... I better keep a low profile for now.You want me to help you? Sure... but what benefit can I get out of it? Nothing? Bye.Hmmm... that guy looks like he might cause me problems in the future. Should I let him off for now and let him grow into someone that can threaten me..... Nahhh. *kill*
8 82 - In Serial8 Chapters
The Grimmlaw Series
The story of a software engineer that became a gravekeeper to escape the horrors in his life. Vol 1: The Claw: ~70 pages. 7 Chapters. Releases Sat & Wed. Vol 2: The Mage: In Progress. No scheduled releases.
8 182 - In Serial174 Chapters
The Discarded
The Umbrae Lunae existed before man, beautiful abominations birthed in the nightmares of mad gods. They wait for humanity to misstep, for the angels to look away. For the moment when they can cloak the world in moon shadows once again. But even horrors have children. Even nightmares must feed. One child, unlike the others, finds his way to a school for young abominations. Will he be a sheep cast before the wolves, or a terror that wears the skin of wool to entice the wolf close? The flesh of his body was his only coin, strips cut to pay debts that never ended. Everyone has scars, stories in a life led, lessons learned, and licks taken. Luminous bodies touched by darkness. There are a cursed few that are the opposite, black shadows consumed by scars, twisted minds devoured by diseased hungers, bodies tortured misshapen works of gouged flesh, silver lines of blade thin cuts, ragged tears of teeth and glass. For them, the scars are marks of homecoming, the mangled wasteland the only place they feel at peace. Hell is a place. It's made of concrete, steel and glass. It's the sounds of starving kids crying themselves to sleep, huddling into small balls as creepers come and take their due of innocence and tender meat. It's eating rotten food and carrying ticks in your hair. It’s having no one and nothing while surrounded by everything. It's the life of a street kid. What abomination was birthed in the corrupt womb of man’s cast-off shit? Pretty people don't know the power of ugly. They can't see the strength in a broken soul or the power in a calloused heart. Those secrets are for the discarded alone. Only the broken understand the grace of darkness. The blessed folds that hide scars and tears, the protection of its concealing umbra. E-Begging: Character Sheets, Racial Character Classes, of both side characters, villains, and main characters as well as short stories can be found on my Patreon. Eldrik Lewis This story is cross-posted to Scribble Hub. Same cover and synopsis.
8 66 - In Serial120 Chapters
Torin the dragon rider
Britannia, a prosperous kingdom where life is good. The technology is not very advanced but some mages, alchemists and sages still manage to do wonders.In a small village, between mountains, farmers have been living in peace for several generations. Torin is the son of one of them.He had a loving family, friends, and especially friends...because he was the strongest in the village, and also the most beautiful boy.On the eve of his 10th birthday, a wild dragon decided otherwise and captured poor Torin. Having managed to escape the dragon by trickery, the incident repeated itself like a curse.Then, one day, the call came. The call to become a dragon rider.But events would take a catastrophic turn. Especially when a very young female dragon sees Torin as a potential mate.
8 74709

