《Wanderer》Chapter 9: Crystaline
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Hello there people! Heres Prototype-k with great news! I tought one of the generals of my cyborg army had deserted me, but He was on a verty important undercover mission and I kinda of lost his report about starting it (Dont judge me! Being the mechanical overlord of machines is a lot of work, I only spend half of my day messingm around. Ahem... Anyway, Dont the best returned and edited/proofread this chapter. Thanks man youre AWESOME!!
Solis opens the bedroom door, sat on the bed is Jack. She runs to him with tears on her eyes and hugs him.
-You’re awake! I was scared you would die, I tried to use potions but you wouldn’t wake up! (Solis)
-It’s alright, when I get too wounded, but survive, my nanites will put me on stasis mode until they heal me. (Jack)
-So you’re ok? (Solis)
-Yeah, My arm and eye also grew back. What happened to the paladin guy? (Jack)
- I killed him, then feed his remains to his family, by the way I solved the Guinea pig and breeder’s problem. (Solis)
-Ok, I don’t need the details. What happened to his gear? (Jack)
-His armor set is made of mythril and its enchanted to increase the power of holy and light magic, self-repair, regeneration and increase strength and endurance. The mace is a disrupter. His cape nullify black magic and curses. He also had an aluminum necklace. I’ve put all of them on the coffer. Also I’ve kind of... made a bloodstained soul crystal... (Solis)
-You what? Please tell me you hasn’t sacrificed people from Yllinor. (Jack)
-I made it on Arcad. (Solis)
-Oh, it’s ok. Just don’t make another we don’t need more enemies, it’ll be useful. Tell Bob to put everything on the coffers and story the aluminum necklace that thing is annoying. Also keep the disrupter mace with you. He knew too much about me and mentalists, someone told him about me, probably it’s from another race from Nexus, if it’s a Newman the disrupter will be useful.(Jack)
Jack gets up and goes to the factory underground complex.
A spider worker automaton with a mini top hat bows down after sees him.
-Master Jack! It’s a honor to see you here on the third floor, I hasn’t seen you since you came here to supervise its construction.(automaton)
-Hello Robert, good to see you. How is the gun production going? (Jack)
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-Wave made 2000 MP18 submachineguns, 500 Browning M1917 machineguns, 3000 Browning M1918 BAR assault rifles, 5500 Colt M1911 and about 6 billion bullets.(Robert)
-Great, give me one of each with a magazine, also tell Bob to ready the carriage. I’m going to do business.(Jack)
2 weeks later
Solis and Jack are on a carriage guided by a worker automaton (Spider), the streets of the poor district are filled with bodies and blood, gunshot and explosions can be heard on the background.
"Well the poor district really went to shit... more than normal. I really need to make a better highway between the manor and the plains that don’t pass through this shithole." (Jack)
Leaving the city, they ride for half an hour on the plains until they reach a small wasteland. There’s no grass and the trees withered and are black, after some time they reach a manor made of black stones.
The gates open when the carriage approaches, inside there’s a garden of poisonous flowers and black magic ingredients, close to the front door there are black roses. They leave the carriage and a kitsune maid opens the door.
-You should be Master Jack and Mistress Solis, I’m Lily. Follow me please, Master Ragnar and mistress Umbra are waiting. (Lily)
Jack and soils follow Lily trough the mansion filled with maids and butlers. The maid guides them to a room, inside the room there’s a skeleton wearing a black suit and a black fedora seated on a black armchair and a cup of whisky on the hand.
At his side on another armchair is a woman with huge boobs, black hair and green eyes, she’s wearing a black feathered dress and a witch hat with a skull pin on it.
-Master, Madam, I present Jack Lunanegra and Solis Lunanegra.(Lily)
-Thanks Lily, you 2 can seat. Want to drink anything? (Ragnar)
-I would like rum, anyway thank you for your invitation, it’s an honor. (Jack)
-Cut that honor bullshit, you don’t need to be so formal young snake.(Ragnar)
-Ok, but what’s with this young snake thing?(Jack)
-You can’t deceive me, you know? I’m a master of contract magic. It’s a really dangerous magic with a shitty power curve, but if used on the right way can even break some laws of the universe if both parts agree.
The contract can’t be broken, so if I made a bad contract I could die or worse. Kid, one of the basis of contract magic is deceit, so obviously I’m a master at it, and you’re pretty good at hiding you intentions. You act as humble as a worker bee, but have the eyes of a snake, waiting to poison your prey when it lowers the guard.
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You came to Yllinor about a month ago as an arms dealer and already broke the power balance, selling each time more powerful weapons to opposite power hungry sides and started a war. My question is what you get with it? You don’t look like a servant so you’re probably your own boss.(Ragnar)
-I tell you but first tell me what you think about the other crime lords.(Jack)
-I fucking hate those bastards. I wasn’t always a skeleton, I was human, born 300 years ago, me and my wife extended our youth by making contracts with hobos, I offered 1 gold coin per year, after they accepted I would throw a bag with 100 gold, the contract would drain its lifetime and give to me or Umbra and then I would pick the bag from the skeleton.
I died 100 years ago in the cataclysm, but umbra used necromancy to become a lich and bring me back as a skeleton. Those fuckers are on drugs business while I work with casinos and brothels, right now their underlings are most of my income, but it’s still less than I would profit without them. This island was once a mercantile and touristic paradise, kings and rich merchants would come here on vacation, I used to have huge profits on that time. That’s not all, sometimes their "clients" or underlings harm my girls or break things on my casinos, last week one of them tried to rape one of my girls and Umbra had to punish him.(Ragnar)
-What you did to him?(Solis)
-I ordered my crows to rip off his dick and balls then forced him to eat it before reanimating his dick and making it fuck him while they eaten his eyes and organs, obviously I made it in from of their base as an example.(Umbra)
-Such a waste, its punishment wasn’t enough. Next time send it to me, I’m a alchemist, I could give him some regeneration potions to prolong its suffering, also I should be able to make an gender bender mutagen and use it as a breeder for my chimeras.(Solis)
-That would me amazing, we could also put a collar on it and chain it on the street time to time, Can you make it cow tail and ears?(Umbra)
-Don’t underestimate me! I could even make it lactate on orgasm!(Solis)
-Hummm... My love, why don’t you and Solis go have this chat on the garden? Lily could get you some sweets.... (Ragnar)
-Want to come to the garden Solis? (Umbra)
-Yes, can I have cake? (Solis)
-As you wish (Lily)
The 3 woman leave the room.
-Your wife is kind of scary (Ragnar)
-I could say the same about yours. Can I ask you something? (Jack)
-Shot it. (Ragnar)
- As a skeleton, how do you have sex? (Jack)
-I can’t… I really miss my late friend. I couldn’t have sex or masturbate for 100 years, it’s horrible, mainly because my lieutenants and personnel have fun with the girls and Umbra fuck the concubines. And Lily tail fluffiness!!! I really miss the tail jobs!!(Ragnar)
-Wait, isn’t Lily your maid? Umbra don’t mind it?(Jack)
-Nope, she’s ok with it, all the maids here are my concubines and all the butlers are Umbra’s. (Ragnar)
-So you used to have orgies when alive? (Jack)
-Yes and it was marvelous, my late friend shall never be forgotten!!(Ragnar)
-So you hate the other 2 and want Yllinor to recover its old glory. I think you going to like my objective here.
One conversation later
-I really took a liking to you, you’re not power hungry, intelligent cunning and a good judge of people. Fuck, you could even see my true nature. I could give you the monopoly of brothels on my empire, but it would be a waste of potential and talent.
I want you to be my advisor, you’ll become a lord and your brothels and casinos will be free from taxes, but you won’t have the monopoly, well need to get some taxes from them so you can’t have all of them, you’ll be able to get any prisoner as a slave for your brothels and receive a advisors salary. You’ll also get this.
Jack snaps his fingers and a black box appear, then he puts his finger over the box and order it to open, several runes and a magical circle start to glow and the box open.
-It’s a really rare and powerful artifact from other dimension, it’s called Bloodstained soul crystal.
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