《Aetherborn (Rewritten)》Chapter 11 - Lust, honour and prestige.
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"I believe this was done for you!?
All this suffering to a person I sympathised with, is indeed something that upsets me"
Ashkan's voice flew over the plants, his voice sounded like a tragic melody to War maid's ear. His heart was stretching to the rhythm of Ashkan's voice, causing a favour in his heart.
"Well...s-yes...hehe...HEHEHEHEHE!"
War lady couldn't contain her elation, her skin symbolized that not much would be enough for her to reach the climax of her frenzy. Her laughter echoed through the battlefield, where no living soldiers were present. Only she and Ashkan.
Horse gallops could be heard in the background, at incredible speed. Making his way through the wind, Hans tried his best to get there as fast as possible, to the horizon he could already feel the War maid's silhouette.
His horse was already showing exhaustion, but he continuously used magic to gain speed. War maid's sadistic laughter was already reaching his ear slightly, it was a sign that War maid's worst personality had shown itself to the surface.
"Say it! Tell me right now, is this anger you're feeling because she was your beloved? Hahahah!!!! Your sister? Tell me, tell me HEHEHEHE!!!"
"Agatah!!! No! Let's go back immediately, you're getting it all wrong, it's not genuine anger, this feeling is different! For sure, it is not what you are inferring!"
Hans' scream surely reached her ears, however hardly in that state would she be able to understand what Hans was trying to say.
"What a chaotic personality you have, fufufu"
"What the hell is wrong with you maid, you can't feel, that's no ordinary human!"
Hans had finally caught up with War Maid, his horse collapsed beside him after Hans finished injecting magic into the horse.
"Hey Hans, calm down, I see what you mean, hihihi! See, this will be my newest little toy ahead, don't you think he's c-u-t-e?"
"Agatah, he's the Regent King, you understand the situation, the feedback we've received about him doesn't match. There's something strange"
"Hmm...see, he's my type, grey hair, dark skin.... Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" War Maid's groan, ran down his entire spine, his hair shivered causing Hans to feel a sense of dejavu.
"That's it, gorgeous, let's do it like this. If you, hang in there with me for a bit, maybe I'll let you p-e-n-e-t-r-a-t-e-d me. do we have a deal hihihi?"
It was a whirlwind of sadism, perversity and power. This was the most chaotic war maid personality, yet the most powerful and inconsequential. Her expression didn't deny it, she was loving that situation and her danger alerts were totally nil. There was only one person in that place who knew that the right thing to do is to run, that was Hans.
"Fufufu... So what do I do now?"
Ashkan looked around, all those dead people, people who had families, dreams, talents...they were all thrown on the ground as if they were pieces of fifth-rate meat, there was no sense of appreciation in their lives. And well, Ashkan, or rather the God-King didn't feel much compassion to that, only to that vice leader, that was the only one that caused that feeling of resentment in his chest.
"You know, I find it attractive when men are lost in thought. But you know what I hate, when they ignore me!"
"No Agatah, no!"
A burst of reddish magic came out of War Maid, her body emboldened in condensed mana with a dark red colour, the burst of energy caused by the upward burst of mana further scattered the debris and bodies in that place.
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"Fuuuu! I can't even take the time to think. Well, let's see what that body can handle."
All that explosion, didn't even move Ashkan, it was indeed amazing that fragile looking body didn't get thrown away.
"Hihi! Hast!"
War maid threw himself forward at an incredible speed, shortening the distance between them. However his huge weapon did not keep up with that speed slowing his advance a bit due to the weight.
Somehow Hans was getting tired of all War Maid's lust, and the sensible thing to do was to run away, however that being felt no fear, nor was he even thrown by War Maid's mana blast.
"Perhaps that escape alert, is misinformation from my instincts. Why am I so afraid?"
Hans couldn't move properly due to Ashkan's unbearable psychological pressure, however he couldn't let War Maid simply go alone in front of an enemy who's strength was unknown.
"Volturm!" Hans summoned his queen sword, he hardly ever used it due to its high mana consumption, but at this moment it was extremely necessary.
Ashkan took a deep breath and with a brief whisper "Gamp!"
The explosion of black mana Echoed over the battlefield, the whole field became around a black miasma made of Ashkan's mana.
"But what kind of mana rupture is that? I've never heard about something like this, it's so dense that it's even hard to maintain concentration. War Maid, we need to take caution
this is beyond comprehension".
Hans was a formidable general, he did not achieve this position by his combat power, even though his skills were significant, his main skill was battlefield analysis.
Maid, however, was paralysed, her advance had been halted and Hans believed that she was also aware of how dangerous it would be to face him, but in reality Maid was extremely excited about this battle.
Ashkan took a deep breath and with a brief whisper "Gamp!"
The explosion of black mana Echoed over the battlefield, the whole field became around a black miasma made of Ashkan's mana.
"But what kind of mana rupture is that? I've never heard about something like this, it's so dense that it's even hard to maintain concentration. War Maid, we need to be careful, this is beyond comprehension."
Hans was a formidable general, he didn't reach this position by his combat power, even though his skills were significant, his main skill was the analysis of the battlefield.
Maid, however, was paralysed, her advance had been halted and Hans believed she was also aware of how dangerous it would be to face him, but in reality Maid was extremely excited about this battle.
And then, in a blink of an eye, Ashkan was in front of her, with his hand on the maid's head he pulled her head to the ground, leaving his face all tangled in the ground, and countless times he was squeezing his head on the ground which repeated this process every second, for maid's luck, Ashkan gave Maid a rest to breath
"It would be bad if I killed you now, don't you think?"
Hans was totally in shock and could not process any action in the face of the situation
"SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT"
The sound of the flesh of his face being mashed against the floor blended with Shallow, and a fast breaths.
"My God!"
Hans was perplexed by the situation, he would never have imagined a General being humbled in this way.
with each raised face was a flood of blood that created a pool of strong odor around the hole made in the ground with the impact. There was a lot of blood flowing in the ground. It could be a slaughter scene but as a consequence of fate the great power of the maid became a disadvantage, she could not get out of the bonds of the enemy, because her power was not so big in front of "him" and would not die simply with two blows and that would be torture for her. While she was accustomed to torture throughout her life she had never been in the opposite situation.
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Hans could hear sounds of crying coming from Maid's, but was this really happening his agony was this great
Hans saw the scene and thought how scary it was.
"MAID OF WAR ... Damn I need to make him get away from she, fast"
"Lighting Bold!"
Hans saw his magic slowing down every moment he got close to Ashkan, it was as if his magic was being consumed by miasma, to a point that his lightning only scratched Ashkan superficially.
"What the hell is that?"
Hans felt that this was a one-sided fight, where he would just be killed next, and like any human he turned around, and abandoned all his prestige, honour and the love he felt for Agatah.
And desperately ran as if there was not a chance to scratch this being. He did not want to know the situation of the Maid anymore, she was probably already dead, and that gave him time to escape.
"It's her fault, I told you to run away, I SAID. I SAID IT. Shit!"
The fear in Hans's heart, make like his heart went out of his mouth and he felt then he feels the fear of death for the first time in his life. Always being cunning and con artist had the success it is today. But he was still human,a normal human.
"Who said you should run away?"
A big barrier closed Hans's path. This barrier was noticeably black that prevented anyone from going out. Hans scratched and beated with all the power of the world in that barrier. He did not want to be killed, no, he did not want to feel pain. After all, he knew that that monster would cause a lot of pain before his death.. Your nails started to slip out of your fingers trying to break through that barrier his skin was all mixed with blood and cold sweat ... it was an authentic crisis of fear of death. Ashkan with slow steps approached Hans. Ashkan was interested in returning all the pain that girl and her troops had suffered.
Ashkan stopped for a moment, his body couldn't take much more, and blood was coming out of his eyes.
"Damn, is that my limit? He muttered to himself
seeing that Ashkan was exhausted Hans attacks him with his blow, after all Hans had learned this power to use at times like this. A great blue shadow surrounded all that being. Hans smiled thinking he had been saved, with that magic that never disappointed and frightened anyone, it was an old spell passed by a salesman from the capital who gave it after paying a round of drink at the bar. Such great power passed in such a futile manner ...
At that moment he felt relieved to have that blow, it was his salvation, he thought, but he had not noticed that the black miasma was still protection Ashkan even if he was exhausted.
"Do you believe that that shit skill can do anything to me?"
It was a mocking what he was talking about, it sure was, it was not possible that he had left without a scratch from that power that frightened even the strongest of the enemies he had passed through his whole life.
A black miasma left Hans's body and his whole body had fallen to the ground slowly, Like a puppet that has lost its bonds, it was like they had sucked his soul and mana. The black miasma floated to the mouth of that being, which seemed to eat it, was a strange thing.
"Indeed his core mana was significant, but there is still a long way to go before I can release Quebelle. Well now there's is no use with this body here either".
The black miasma began to condense, forming into a human silhouette.
"Ijin, how long do you believe would be fair?"
"Tsk, another pain in the ass"
"hahaha, it was a long time since you needed my power, in believing that one day I might see you again. I believe 3 times is enough. What do you say?"
"If you put this on, this body will not last and will collapse."
"You know Ijin, if I don't charge for use, "they" will definitely get suspicious."
"Then take only 10 percent, that's enough for now."
"Deal done, But first whose body is this?"
"His name was Ashkan, so he is somehow my descendant."
"So should I refer to you as Ashkan now?"
"Call it whatever you want Queen"
"Fufufufufu, with your return the board will surely become more interesting, I will wait and watch closely, after all I bet a lot on you"
"You self-interested old woman"
"Fufufu, however I have some good news. Apparently Carmelia is still your bu-"
"You old wretch, just take what you want and leave me alone."
"As you wish, ten percent of your core will be consumed."
Ashkan immediately fell to his knees, his legs were trembling, his body was in a cold sweat he barely possessed the strength to stand
"I believe this was beyond the limit of this boy's body, even his mana core cracked." I need to find a safe place and try to bring Quebelle back as soon as possible.
Ashkan looked around and noticed that War Maid's body still possessed mana, and better yet his body was not in such a chaotic situation as the others.
"I would love to bring Elahorn into that general's body, but at this point he wouldn't be of immense help"
Ashkan mustered the remaining strength he possessed to suck the remaining mana emanating from War More's body and began the resurrection process.
The ground closed in, the clouds darkened and time seemed to run slower.
"Get up!"
All the energy Ashkan had gathered from Hans and the rest of War Maid turned into a crimson red coloured miasma and penetrated into War Maid's bosom.
The wounds caused on War Maid began to recover, all her phisonomics also altered thus forming a new person.
"Rise Quebelle, I have no more time I am about to collapse, I need you to deal with the last general. While I get my core back"
Ashkan collapsed soon after speaking his order.
"Understood your majesty"
Quebelle stood up herself, tried on her new body and was extremely happy to possess a physical body again.
"But first I need to get your majesty somewhere safer".
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