《Saga of the Overgod》Chapter 10: City Lord to the Rescue
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These priests are only borrowing their power from a demon. But, for Tromer, this degree of power is not a problem. It is only equal to the power of a second-level cultivator. It is supernatural for mortals but not for Tromer.
The demonic energies coming from the priests are directed to the Grand Priest. He suddenly extends his arms with palms widely opened then, a sudden burst of demonic energies is used to attack Tromer.
Tromer got hit by the attack. Ashes and dust are now surrounding him caused by the attack earlier. Because of that Tromer is not seen through the eyes of these old priests. They rejoiced as they thought that Tromer perished.
But, the next scene shocked them. Tromer got out of the smoke of dust, undamaged. Not even his clothes are destroyed.
"Are you done?" He said lacking enthusiasm. "It's my time now!
All of the priests' jaws dropped. They have done the most powerful technique they have, but, it's useless.
Not just priests, it also includes the elders of the Sofori clan. They now have gloomy faces and stunned expressions. Because of that, they commanded another wave of an army of Imperial guards that's left on them. They are using all their efforts for this critical juncture.
But we all know that whatever happens, and whatever methods the Sofori clan will use, it is still to no avail. Their efforts are all in vain.
Another wave of slaughtering is done by Farjan's master. "Hey old men of the Sofori clan, my sweats are now building up, I only need some more exercises and it will flow eventually."
The elders are now furious because of this taunting.But they had no more actions that can be done against the killing machine in the front of them. Like Michael, they are now regretful of what they had done. Until suddenly, their hopes arise as they heard a familiar voice.
"You need more? I can make you sweat. I will also ensure that this will be your last exercise in your whole life."The man said. He's a man with the age around 40-50 years old. He has a well-built body full of armors that had an elegant golden design. Behind him, you will see countless men full of armor. The armor of these men is different from the armors of the Sofori clan's guards; it is metallic and decorated and with shiny silver linings. They have a badge at their chests and at the cape that they wore. It is the badge that symbolizes the Bigfield City.
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This well-built man is the City Lord, Zevan Sofori. Beside him, the countless army are the Bigfield City's Royal Knights. These Royal Knights are different from the Imperial guards. They are honed for wars and experienced in many different deadly situations that can probably happen. Compared to the Imperial Guards, these Royal Knights are on a different level in terms of strength. The Imperial guards are just guards that secures the protection of a clan, especially for those high-class clans, on the other hand, Royal Knights are securing a whole city.
The Dowter clan's leader and the elders are now alarmed. They knew the strength of these Royal Knights and how incalculable their numbers were. They have confidence that Tromer can handle those Imperial guards but talking about these Royal Knights, it's on a different level. Although they are also numerous, if compared to Bigfield City's Royal Knights, they are now a bit hesitant.
"Can Tromer do handle these countless and stronger Royal Knights?" The Dowter clan's clan leader said.
"I don't know." the first elder said. The first elder is silent until this time along with the second elder. They didn't talk even a bit. But now, in this case, the first elder is slightly skeptical. The second elder is still not saying anything.
At the same time, The Sofori clan's elders are now rejoicing. Earlier, they feel complete despair that surrendering is their only choice, but when the City Lord arrives, their faces instantly changes into a delightful expression.
Zevan Sofori, the City Lord, is not an elder or anything into his clan other than a member, the son of an elder like Michael. He's not fond of being a mere young master so; he decided to join into politics. Now, he has a higher position than them 'cause he holds the whole city. Their clan leader is currently out of town in a meeting with other clans outside the Laguna province where the Bigfield City is located. He's there for business and other agendas that can benefit his clan.
Two hours ago...
Zevan is in the City Lord's Office dealing with the problems of the city.
Inside a room with a long wooden table and seven chairs, three on each side and one in the front. This is the conference of the City Lord with his trusted subordinates.
"Did you finish collecting the taxes in the market?" He said to a man in the middle of the right side of the table.
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"Yes my lord, I already collected them including the taxes of clans." The man said. He's the person in charge of the treasury and funds.
"Good, give me a written report for that," Zevan said and asked again another person who is near him sitting on the right side of the table. "How's the equipment for the Royal Knights coming from Petroit City?"
"The equipment and weapons were already delivered to us yesterday before night falls. They also give us some artilleries for free as thanks for our continuous transaction with them."
"That's nice, tell them that we will continue our business with them. Also, invite them here and let them see our city."
"Yes, my lord." Replied the man who is in charge of the army and defense."
They continued to discuss the matters of the city. Suddenly, the door opened and a Royal Knight appeared. He quickly knelt down and said, " An emergency report. A Royal Knight has reported that the Sofori clan's Headquarters is under attack."
Zevan's eyes widened as he heard those unexpected reports. "Wait, am I hearing this wrong? My clan is under attack?"
"Yes, your highness."
"Why would anybody attack my clan? Do they know me? Who the hell dares to do that? Tell me! Whatever organization is that I will destroy them!"Zevan said indignantly.
"There's no information about the attacker but the Royal Knight who reported this tells that their number is not many."
"Not many? How can they attack my clan? We have almost a thousand Imperial Knights."
The Royal Knight who is currently kneeling is silent. He didn't know what to say because he himself is not sure what had happened.
After seeing the Royal Knight being silent, Zevan ceased talking, because he knows that this knight in front of him has no knowledge about the matter and he only tells the things he heard from another knight.
"You..." He pointed the man who is in charge of the army and defense, "Quick, gather an army of Royal Knights and let them use the weaponry we got from Petroit City. We will use this time to test those weapons we got."
"Yes my lord." He replied full of respect. After that, he stood and bowed to Zevan then left to do the things Zevan commanded him.
The man quickly gathered an army. He ordered some knights to get the new weaponry and to organize those. A few minutes later, there are now countless armored men standing in the open grounds of the City Lord's office.
The man in charge of the army and defense is standing on a higher ground as he loudly speaks."The City Lord summoned all of you here to defend the Sofori clan who is under attack now. We got new equipment from other city and our City Lord commanded us to use those."He looks at the man at his side and then, the man quickly understand the meaning of those looks, he started to give out the equipment and weapons with the help of some Royal Knights to the army.
Fifteen more minutes passed, the weapons are now given out and are equipped by the Royal Knights.They now look more elegant in their battle gear, but you can feel a scary aura coming from them behind those beautiful armors.
After a minute a well-built man with full battle-gear of armor with elegant golden design arrived, obviously, it's the City Lord, Zevan. He raised his hand while holding a sword. "This time, somebody dared to attack the Sofori clan broadly. They started a commotion, and the job of Royal Knights is to protect our Bigfield City against those people with evil desires. Be brave heroes and let's protect our most beloved city."Zevan said passionately with the air of a leader.
The hearts of Royal Knights quickly burned. Those 'brainwashing' deeply carves inside of them, especially the word 'heroes'. A man suddenly shouted loudly, "For the City!" It is heard throughout the place and then the other Royal Knights replied in unison, "For the City!"While raising their swords.
Zevan is pleased by this and he said. "Come, let's go and punish those damned evildoers that interrupted the peace of our city."
The army of Royal Knights replied with loud shouts.
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