《Saga of the Overgod》Chapter 8: Michael is in Despair
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He closed his eyes, and focused his thoughts, after a few seconds he retrieved his memories, it is now stable. He can now remember the things that happened before including the pitiful state of his clan up to the point where his master catch him before he collapsed and exchanged deep looks. He is now certain of what had happened.
He walked slowly towards the place where the clan leader and the elders are standing with dumbfounded expressions written on their face.
"Farj my grandson! You're now okay?! How are you?"his grandfather said happily.
"I'm alright."
"I saw what you did before, how did you do that? Is it because you always go to Tromer?"His grandpa said as he remembers the events before with Farjan making a person explode by not even making a direct attack. They knew that Farjan is always on Tromer's place so, they had a conclusion like that.
Farjan did not answer the question. But obviously, they are right. Farjan truly got his powers by going to Tromer's place almost every day.
When he saw that Farjan is not willing to answer his question, he dropped the matter. He didn't want his grandson to think much. "It's okay if you do not answer, do take some rest, that's the best thing you can do for now."
Farjan only nodded in reply.
Concurrently, Tromer is finished 'fighting' against the Imperial guards of Sofori clan. Only a few have remained alive and they are the ones who flee for their lives. Tromer walked towards the place where Farjan, the clan leader and elders stood.
The delighted expression could now be seen on Farjan, the clan leader and the elders except for the third and fourth elder who is now afraid, beads of sweat are now flowing all over their faces.
When Tromer is now standing at their front, he bowed deeply and said to them, "Thank you for helping me, please let me handle this matter. It will be the repayment of my debts."
"It's no big deal. Thanks for helping us, compared to the thing that we've done to you, the help you did this time is far more greater."The clan leader said.
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"Yeah, that's right! No need to think much. We treated you 'cause you need it."The third elder said while smiling widely with the fourth elder at his back also doing the same wide smile.
"Thanks again. By the way, can you follow me?"He bowed again and headed towards a place where an extremely beautiful horse carriage is seen.
Michael is sitting there inside with an angry face. "Why the hell they are so slow? If I am right, by now, those wooden plebian's houses are demolished and utterly destroyed. I will check them out."He slowly opened the door of the carriage and suddenly, his expression greatly changes by what he saw. There, at the front of the door of his carriage, a one-armed man with 5 old men and a teenager are standing behind this man.
Suddenly, the man spoke. "I think they're slow because they can't even make a single move, how can they even step?"
Michael saw the countless Imperial guards that he brought here. All of them are not breathing. The bodies are now emanating stench smell and almost all are soaked with blood.
"What happened!" He is completely shocked, and his face is now hard to paint.
"Just some tragedy." The clan leader said coolly.
"Why!" Michael still couldn't believe what has happened. He never expected something like this! "How do you do that?!"
"No need to ask. It's because you think highly of yourself that you dared to step on ants that had the heavens backing them."Tromer said.
"No! This isn't right!"
"Go, tell that to your guardian angel," Tromer said. He punched this pompous young master away restraining his strength, he doesn't want him to die easily.
Michael was propelled back. He hit the carriage, but he doesn't stop there, he made a huge hole in the carriage as he is continuously propelled back away. He only stopped when he reached ten meters away from his original position.
Michael can't handle the restrained strength and now he can't even stand back up again. He spits a mouthful of blood and now he realizes what happened to the Imperial guards and the reason they lose.
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"I apologize! Please forgive me! I will do everything you want! Please, Sir..."He doesn't any choices to be made and the only thing he can do is to hope that they will forgive him.
"You will do everything I want?"
"Yes, Sir!"
"Then go die!" The fourth elder suddenly said.
Hearing this, Michael is now hopeless, and the feeling of despair is running through all his veins. "Please sir, I will do everything you want!" he said nervously, he still pleads for his life.
"Okay, You will do everything?
"Yes! Yes!"Michael said joyfully.
"Bring us to the Sofori clan's headquarters."
"Okay, sir!" Michael doesn't think things. The only thing that he wants, is his one and only life. He will do everything just to survive.
The clan leader and the elders had blank expressions on their faces. A huge question is running down through their minds as to why Tromer wants to go in the Sofori clan?!
"Why would you go in the Sofori clan?"
"I'm done warming-up here, it's time to do get some sweat," Tromer said without a hint of fear or hesitation.
"What?!" The elders said in unison.
"I will finish what I've started!"
"Hey! What do you mean by getting some sweat?"Michael said worriedly. He only knew that he would be escorting Tromer to his clan because Tromer will make some conversations with the Sofori clan.
"I'm done stretching here, so I'm gon'na start some exercises, problem?" Tromer said coolly.
Michael didn't expect something like this. He is now confused as to what will he do. Would he escort this killing-machine to their clan and let him do some 'exercises'? Or accept the fact that his life will end here if he did not do what Tromer wishes.
"What are you waiting?! Let's go now!" He looks towards the clan leader, elders, and Farjan, then asked, "Want to go with me?"
"Sure, but we may become a problem if we're already there."
"Don't mind that, In my protection, they cannot touch even the split ends of your hairs."
"Okay, we'll go with you." The clan leader said with nods coming from the elders.They started to move. But, as they are slowly walking, a sudden voice could be heard when they moved 2 meters away from their position before.
"Wait!" Michael shouted loudly. "Please don't involve my branch of the family in the clan." He begs to Tromer.
He knows that no matter what, this monster will still pursue his clan, so, he only pleads for his family branch. Besides, he doesn't have deep feelings for his clan, and he only enjoys the feeling of being a young master using the clan's status, he can do everything he wants like mobilizing an army of Imperial guards, if it's possible and reasonable, he can do whatever he likes.
Of course, this expedition for seizing the mining site of the Dowter clan is supported by the Sofori clan's elders and the City Lord. They also want it, so they approved in bringing over two-hundred guards. How is it reasonable for a young master to bring their army of Imperial guards which represents the one-fourth of their total army's size easily? Obviously, There's a reason behind it!
Tromer knew that this is the case, so he insisted on going to the Sofori clan to teach those bastards a lesson.
He just looks deeply at Michael without answering."Don't let me wait." He said impatiently.
Michael had nothing to do now. He just gritted his teeth and laughed bitterly for his misfortune. He reminded himself of the things he had done up to this point of despair.
"Urgh! What have I done?!"He murmured to himself.
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