《Schwarz -‖- Der Wille zur Macht》Arc VI Chapter 10
Advertisement
VI
━━━━━━┓༻❁༺┏━━━━━━
Arc VI Chapter 10
━━━━━━┛༻❁༺┗━━━━━━
30th Ignis Lunar 753 AAC
“Ding. Dong. Dang. Ding. Dong. Dang. Ding. Dong. Dang. Ding.” The familiar metallic sound of bells resounded in the distance with clockwork precision. The church’s clock tower awoke from its restless slumber to announce the time. Each strike reverberated across the whole city, across corners, across every alley, reaching far and wide. Morning had passed. It was now ten o'clock, and, much to her displeasure, they were still waiting for their mentor to arrive. Said woman had not graced them yet with her presence, which already left quite a poor first impression. Being late on her first day ... How disappointing ... How shameful ... How unbecoming of their so called ‘mentor ’... Aurora would remember, her apparent lack of punctuality included. But for now, for the time being, they were simply waiting.
In their boredom, Aurora and her doll studied the guild board. Now that they had been promoted to proper and official adventurers in the eyes of the guild, it might be a good idea to consult the board for more than just local news. Its primary purpose was after all not to inform, but rather to report available missions, advertising them to the common adventurer in search of work.
The board featured three sections. Quests. Bounties. Hunts. And their respective rewards. Each was subdivided further according to guild ranks. It was a practical system, a solid system. It worked. Supposedly.
“...” Aurora scanned the board.
Quests were self explanatory. Minor jobs for minor adventurers. The daily bread and butter of the honest adventurer.
Bounties were less self explanatory. Criminals. Murderers. Thieves. Fugitives. Outlaws. Troublemakers. Traitors. Rebels. Brigands. Bandits. Heretics. Apostates. They were everywhere. They were the enemy, the bane and scourge of society since the dawn of time, firmly dealt with in the name of justice, law, and order.
But as reality taught, dealing with them was easier said than done, even for the authorities with their considerable resources at their disposal. Unsurprisingly, the average bandit wasn't exactly keen on being hanged on the gallows. Nor was the branded heretic on being burned alive at the stake by the church. They were on the run, fleeing, hiding. Thus, even the noble lords and masters required some help when it came to administering justice and making certain undesirable individuals disappear. How it reminded her of the good old times ...
Advertisement
“Wrrrrrr. Wrrrrr.” Little Aurora trembled, a sudden shiver overcoming her, her armsies hugging herself.
Aurora noticed her discomfort, her hand quickly intervening with a gentle head pat. “Is something the matter?”
Little Aurora shook her head, dispelling her stupor. “I am fine ... There was just ... this ominous feeling ... Cold and dark thoughts ... They made me shiver.”
“Ah, I see, poor you.” Aurora beamed, armed with a soothing smile. “It was probably nothing. Probably only your imagination.”
Little Aurora seemed unsure, but she believed her. Good girl. “Hmm, if you say so ...”
Aurora smiled. “Let's talk about something more cheerful, what do you think about the quests? Would you like to do any of them?”
The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.
“Hmm.” Little Aurora stroked her chin. “Well, I am not sure, but this one looks interesting.” The girl raised her arm, pointing at one quest specifically.
Aurora followed her suggestion, her finger tapping the quest in question. “This one?”
Little Aurora nodded vigorously, her fisties clenched. “...”
“Mischievous Cats
Rank: Copper
Difficulty: Low
Client: Freyburg City Guard
Location: Freyburg
Reports about a pack of mischievous cats have surfaced. The felines vandalise stands and shops around the corn market. Investigate the incidents and apprehend the culprits forthwith! Hand them over to the authorities! Bring an end to this feline reign of terror!
Reward: 25 kreuzer”
Aurora was unsure. “Hmm, mischievous cats ... Are you certain? Aren't we kind of ... overqualified?”
Her words gave little Aurora pause, but she was quick to recuperate. “Well, possibly ... But mischievous cats are a serious matter! Law and order must be maintained! That is what my father has always taught me. Thus, we must stop these deviant felines! We must protect the poor merchants!”
“...” Aurora offered a blank stare. Her doll was dramatising. The merchants were neither poor, nor were cats a credible threat to domestic law and order. They should survive a few thieving cats. “What about this quest?”
“Rabbit Menace
Rank: Copper
Difficulty: Low
Client: Weitfeld Village Council
Location: Weitfeld
A horde of exceedingly numerous and voracious rabbits has been terrorising the local farmsteads, bringing about unspeakable mayhem and destruction. They devour cabbages, parsnips, and beets. Patrol the fields and fend off the marauding rabbits. Protect the crops!
Advertisement
Reward: 6 coppers for every dead rabbit”
“I don't know ...” Her doll averted her eyes, fidgeting with her fingers. “Bub buns are cute~. They are fluffy and cuddly~. I don't want to kill them.”
Aurora was inclined to disagree, but also not. “Fair enough, then no dead bun buns. What about this one?”
“Rat Infestation
Rank: Copper
Difficulty: Low
Client: Freyburg City Guard
Location: Freyburg
We are always in search of some motivated adventurers. The sewers are overrun by swarms of rats. Their population is increasing, and they are growing bolder with each day. Deal with them. Explore the sewers and kill the annoying pests. Because only a dead rat is a good rat.
Reward: 1 copper per every dead rat, bonus included”
Little Aurora shuddered at the mere mention of ‘sewers’. “Sewers ... The filth. The dirt. The grime. The stench. The foul air. The rot. No, I would rather not. The sewers are not a place for two noble ladies ...”
Aurora seconded her opinion, “Hmm, I have seen worse, but I must concur. Pest control is arguably an activity hardly befitting our status. Not to mention, sewers are indeed far from a pleasant place to be.” No sewers then, which was probably for the better. “And what about these two? They seem promising. Also no sewers involved. No ugly critters.”
“Gathering Herbs
Rank: Copper
Difficulty: Basic botanical knowledge required
Client: Apothecary's and Alchemist's Guild
Location: Freyburg
The Apothecary's as well as Alchemist's Guild are in constant need of rare herbs and ingredients. Procure the necessary herbs and deliver them to the respective guilds.
Reward: Depending on the quality, quantity, and rarity of the herbs.”
“Adventurer's Guild Postal Service
Rank: Copper
Difficulty: Low
Client: Adventurer's Guild
Location: Freyburg
Deliver post and packages all across Freyburg in the name of the Adventurer's Guild’s Postal Service. No prior qualifications required. Honesty and integrity are mandatory.
Any infractions of the guild's code of conduct will be severely punished.
Reward: Depending on the commission, tips included”
“Well, ... I guess, gathering herbs is out of the question, unless you happen to be versed in the field of botany ...” Aurora shared her doubts.
Little Aurora shook her head. “Little more than you.”
“I see, how unfortunate ... And postal girl Aurora? Doesn't that sound like something for us? We will make for the cutest postal girls in all of Schwarzwalt! ” Aurora beamed.
Little Aurora tilted her head, hardly convinced. “Postal girl Aurora ...”
Aurora poked her doll, attacking her cheeks. “Come on, it will be fun~. We will be a splendid pair! Trust me! We will see the city! We will see the world! Tell me, did you ever have the chance to wander around Freyburg on your own?”
Little Aurora fell into deep thoughts. “Not that I remember. Father always told me to not leave the castle, because the world outside is dangerous.”
Aurora grinned in victory. “There you have it. As I told you, this is an excellent opportunity to see a bit of the world ...”
“Hey, Edelgart, what on earth are you doing here ? Tsk, are you talking with your strange doll again?” A male voice cut her short, a voice and tone she knew only too well. It belonged to a certain precocious brat who had attracted her ire several times already.
Her eyes narrowed, and her head turned, welcoming her guests. “It's you, Erich ... And your friend, Ludolf. What a pleasant surprise. What do I owe the honour?” A schooled glare was her response.
Erich grinned, a confident smirk on his lips, his best friend and loyal henchman behind him. “I could ask you the same question, Edelgart.”
Erich and Ludolf, the two boys were standing before, their arms crossed and their hostility patent. The animosity was, however, mutual. They didn't like her, and she didn't like them. Their continuous presence aggravated her.
The only remaining question was, what were they doing here?
━━━━━━┛༻❁༺┗━━━━━━
Advertisement
- In Serial31 Chapters
DogZ (Complete)
First, Spring's favorite hu-man left for somewhere and didn't return, then his pack leader met an accident and died, leaving him alone in a pack on the cusp of splitting away. He’s alone and angry and goes to sleep one night, wishing for them to come back so he could play and run and bask in the sun. A miracle happens and his pack leader comes back to life! Or does he?
8 167 - In Serial15 Chapters
Death's Embrace
The World is Such a Rotten Place. It isn't a safe utopia where everyone can be happy. It isn't a place where True Peace can ever be attained. However the niave will tell you otherwise. They'll mention their hope. They'll mention their dreams. They'll scream to the world that they believe in the 'Good' in people. That no one is born naturally 'Evil', and that everyone can be saved. If the world is such a place, if there is a possibility that everything can change for the better, then why haven't we changed it? "Why is it that people lie?" For Satisifaction "Why is it that people cheat?' For Greed "Why is that people Kill?" For Supremacy If the world is truly such a rotten place, then am I expected to turn the other cheek? To walk away? Give second chances? Sacrifice myself for others? Why? All to be called a 'Good' person from the shallow masses, only to be backstabbed and betrayed by the very ones that praised me? Faith in humanity, is something fools preach, and only the niave practice. The World is Such a Rotten Place...and I love it. I will Lie. I will Cheat. I will Kill. Why? For Power Follow our protagonist as he journey through his old world, yet changed, with one goal in mind. To become the srongest and rule. Reborn into a world where only the strong can strive, he will do any and everything to reach the peak. There isn't a question of whether he'll survive or win, it's a question of will he be alone at the top? And if not, how many died to get him there?
8 219 - In Serial233 Chapters
Cosmic Plague
In this world, everyone is cursed with a single fate: Become the most powerful. But those who do become powerful, they hate it. Power is misery and death is the solace. လလလ Nazar, a weapon of mass destruction created by the ancient God of Destruction revolted against his creator a long time ago. While he did defeat his creator, the power he was given is still within him. He is cursed with infinite power, standing at the top of the celestial hierarchy. He has more power and wealth than he needs. But even then, he craves one thing; death. He wants to die. Power is misery and death is the solace, but he cannot achieve his only goal. He cannot die. Perhaps that will change when one day, an ancient cosmic Goddess rises from her grave? Perhaps she will finally kill him? Or will she fall short before his awesome yet terrible power? Only time will tell. This is a high cosmic story about the hypocritical life of the protagonist and how it affects everyone (and everything) around him. Naturally, it features very overpowered characters with a lot of high stakes battles roaming across the cosmos. Warning: Swearing, some suggestive sexual gestures/words, gore. Feedback is highly welcomed. (The story was originally named, God's Return, but I wanted to change it.)
8 153 - In Serial43 Chapters
Voices at Sunset
Sartore is a young boy in a village, quiet and shy. He seems left out, both by the village's celebrations and whatever friends he thinks he has. Amidst one of those traditions, something snags Sartore's eyes and ears: an inaudible whisper in the back of his head. He follows where it seems to lead him, to a lake behind his house, to watch the sunset. Behind him, all the villagers freeze halt their revelry upon the approach of an army.
8 156 - In Serial64 Chapters
Wayfarer's Guild (A LitRPG Story)
No good deed goes unpunished. Nova Davis learns this first hand when helping a crying girl leads to being transported to another world. Attacked by monsters, hunted by gods, and dealing with a secretive Summoner who is insistent she help him build a guild, Nova can't catch a break. And this is only the beginning of her issues. At least she has a cool System that gives her skills, right? Too bad its malfunctioning. While Nova struggles with a glitchy system and a class she's not sure how to use, she'll explore the wonders and magic of a fantasy world and the creatures within it. Come and follow Nova in Wayfarer's Guild, a LitRPG story that combines adventure and slice-of-life. Updates five days a week, Monday thru Friday around 11am EST.
8 151 - In Serial711 Chapters
After the End: Serenity
We all want to believe we are heroes of our own story - unless we want to be the villain, of course. At the end of everything, the Final Reaper decided he hadn’t been a hero. Driven by a desire to right the wrongs he was subjected to, he killed everyone who wronged him or his people - which turned out to be everyone that wasn’t killed by someone else first. He'd won - but it was a hollow victory. Eventually, Order’s Voice found a way out. If the only existing being would agree to give up most of his power, the Voice could reset the multiverse to an earlier time with a few minor changes. Of course, the Voice couldn't ask it that way. It could only ask if the Final Reaper was willing to start over from when Earth was first brought into Order. It was an easy decision, and yet it wasn’t. Was he willing to go through eons of pain again to not be alone? Yes. In a heartbeat. Not that his heart beat anymore. Now it would. Perhaps he could even be a hero, this time. When he landed in his old body - more or less - on Earth, the Final Reaper once again became Thomas. He was both and neither. He needed a new name for a new life. Serenity. ------------------------------------------ While this is technically a System Apocalypse story, it's a System Apocalypse that is designed to have a large percentage of the population survive and prosper. There are a lot of problems that come with the appearance of the Voice, and it's entirely possible to lose. Earth has some special opportunities, but also special challenges. The first time around, Earth won the first round and lost the second. Serenity has ten years from when the Voice arrives to prevent that from happening. It will be a group effort; Serenity can't win alone - which is difficult for someone who's been alone for as long as he has. Of course, that's only his second priority. ------------------------------------------- Updates Daily A note on the nonhuman lead tag: He isn't human, and hasn't been human for a very, very long time (or maybe not long at all, depending on how you count it). He still thinks of himself as human, either way. The content warnings are mostly to give me room to write; this fiction is not intended to be edgy, but once in a while a character will swear or someone will get seriously injured. The cover image is a Chandra/Hubble composite image of VV 340 / Arp 302 / UGC 9618. While we're not going to space itself any time soon in the story, people from elsewhere are coming to Earth and Serenity will visit other planets. Plus, I like space imagery. [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 534

