《The market of dark spirits.》3.- The hard work of being the treasure chest of a tyrant.
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Oh dear mother, your luck will one day kill your son, if he didn't love you so much he could really be considering early emansipation.
Now I find myself trapped in the treasure chamber inside a castle belonging to a tyrant, apparently the reason why these magicians decided to break their pact with the dark spirits was because of the threats of their evil king, which is offensive to me We clearly fear more than any human king, because they fear him more than we do.
Although I currently have no power of persuasion, it turns out that the treasure is protected by a powerful defense system that does not allow anyone to enter and does not allow anyone to leave and is unlike the seal that binds me to this chest cannot be broken.
At this moment I am alone, apparently I was the first dark spirit to be scammed by those fraudulent magicians, I suppose that my heroic act has just been wasted, in the end I only managed to get locked in this treasure room.
From now on my life will consist of being surrounded by a group of beautiful virgin women who beat gold, jewels and various treasures, collected by the army of the evil tyrant, inside me.
Oh, how hard is life.
Being trapped inside a gold cage is really an unimaginable torture, which not even the large amounts of energy I get from gold can appease.
I am definitely locked inside the treasure and I am not just pretending to absorb the energy of the treasure.
And who dares to say otherwise is certainly wrong.
This moment I find myself in the Berlusco palace within the country of Berlud, which is ruled by the tyrant Berlud III, a ruler who was born endowed with great power, when Berlud III grew up he decided that the purpose of life was to enjoy it, concentrated his royal heritage and the budget of his country in the army, ignoring all other aspects of the government.
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The first royal decree of Berlud III was the forced recruitment of all men and women of legal age, then hired veteran mercenaries to teach them to fight, bribery to senior clergy to get priests with recovery magic to teach those with affinity To be combat physicians, I pay alchemists to create stimulating potions that will unify the muscolar mass and physical resistance due to a dependence on potions and a decrease in life expectancy.
I create fortifications at strategic points, contract criminal groups as guerrillas, and pay mercenaries to make lightning night raids on the bases of their opponents.
He forced huge taxes on the population, kidnapped bright and talented young people whom he forced to obey and threatened neighboring countries to support their enemies if they did not support their plans, I create a strict hierarchy with their supporters in the head.
When Berlud III managed to control the money and military power of his countries, he dedicated himself to spending it on his own satisfaction, the best food was forwarded to his delight, the most beautiful women and the most beautiful men served as a part of the decoration from its imposing fortress castle, the gladiatorial colice was revived, the luxuries of the whole country were taken to the palace for the enjoyment of the king.
The castle of Berlud is a fortified city inhabited by soldiers that encloses a pure white palace, the palace is the home of the king berlud and his most loyal and important subordinates, and the place where I find myself now is the treasure room, an underground facility under the palace of Belud, a place run by beautiful women held by the king of Balud as part of their treasure, these women are of all human races, of all ages and of all social classes.
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Governing in this underground palace was an underground monarch, a very strange man who called himself Monica, said he was King Belud's favorite and was automating himself as the queen of the underground palace of Belud.
Monica was a ruthless ruler, followed by the strangest human men who had ever seen, ruled over the fragile maids with an iron fist, literally with an iron fist, wore metal covers on their hands and seeing the wounds on women, I was very sure they used them to hurt them.
The job of these poor damsels in distress was to store and classify the treasures of King Belud and more recently to collect those treasures within the king's new possession a storage chest.
This chest was beautiful, made with handcrafted wood joined by gold-coated steel, when the chest was opened a golden glow came out of it, it was as if inside this chest were all the gold in the world, one could only imagine the Legends heroes completing an epic journey to find this treasure as a reward for their heroic promises, how happy they would be.
Within this beautiful chest an endless darkness resides and every inanimate object that came into contact with it disappeared, at least until someone summoned it again.
A storage chest, that was what this beautiful chest was, a magical object that allowed you to store more than the volume of the object would suggest.
Grata was the surprise of King Balud to receive this chest as a birthday gift from a group of his magicians, of course he ordered them to create a storage chest to give his treasure a new layer of protection and then ordered them to give it as a gift of birthday, but that does not less pleasant the king's surprise.
The only thing that diminishes their joy was that those same magicians are currently missing, which is a shame because disappearing without the king's permission is a direct death sentence and the king was really planning to reward them, perhaps even giving them the honor of seeing him change from clothes.
But that little detail does not take the king's dream away, not when the completion of his plan is underway.
Soon he would place his most valuable treasures inside the storage chest and take them with him to the great journey.
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