Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 190
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Stepping into the Versarack tasting some of the street food Hallr had to offer, I nodded towards Roald as he drew closer, "What do you know about the new technology that could revolutionize all of Midgard?"
Now that is just strange. Have they already completed it? Lifting my lips up, I spoke, "are you curious? I could get you one for free."
Opening his eyes wide, the entire station froze as my smiled widen, "I could donate some to the station. This could help in millions of ways."
"you-you-you," Roald muttered in horror, backing away, "You are the one who... but was it not the dwarves who..."
Smirking, my eyes glimmered as a longsword appeared within my palm almost magically, "I gave them the technology. Within the House of Snow, such devices are not really that spectacular, but here. You all seemed... underdevelop."
Gulping down, various murmurs appeared as Andor rushed outreaching to grab my wrist. However, the blade within my palm flickered as it appeared at his throat in an instant. "Not you... I don't like you. "
With a vibrant smile filled with contempt and disgust, I snickered at the dark face of Andor as I burst into laughter, "Not to worry, I will still be working here. I quite like working as a detective. Is Captain Vis in? I would like to talk to her regarding a business opportunity.
"That will not be necessary." A soft, gentle voice sounded deep within my ears.
"Mother," Roald yelled as I smiled.
Turning to Shana, I snickered at her complicated appearance. With this, she could not threaten my life. Although I did just put a massive bullseye upon my head, none of that mattered. Once the Court of Nox appears, the same thing would happen. Plus, I like the reaper's blade against my neck; what is life without a little trill.
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Noticing the man behind her, I waited as she bowed, "Lord Snow, I am here on behalf of the Jarl to welcome you to a dinner party tonight."
"And how did you know it was I who..."
"Because ever since Andor named you the killer. We have been secretly following you. However, there were times you vanished on us. We did, however, see you speaking with the one eye thrall."
Arching my brow, I shot Andor a cold look before nodding, "So I guess you all believe me. What is it you want from me? "
Stepping out from behind Shana, the man with brown hair and a great furry beard smiled with his ruggish appearance, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Kandis Bulisem, adviser of the Jarl."
"Let me guess you wish to discuss my latest invention?" I asked with a smile.
"Yes, but we would like to know who you are?" He coldly asked, trying to see through my mask with his sharp gaze.
However, unlike my age, my mask would not be broken, "Now that is the question, but does it matter? I'm sure you have your guesses."
"ARSENE!!!! You left me again." A shout sounded as I saw Silvia rushing towards me with a blaming look.
'Yes!!!! Perfect timing!' i screamed inwardly.
Shaking within his boots, Kandis backed away in horror, "Lady Silvia...what... what are you doing here?" He yelled in bewilderment.
Sending a glance, Silvia ignored him, rushing to me glaring, "Why did you leave me again. I had to beg Orion to tell me of your location."
"Sorry, but I do have a job." I begrudgingly said, noticing the fearful look within Kandis's gaze.
"Oh, where are my manners. Silvia, this is Kandis Bulisem, adviser of the Jarl." I explained as she sent him a nod filled with indifference.
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"I know; I visited him with Lord Torgeir before. He had quite an eventful dinner." She lovingly said, but I could hear the indifference within her tone. It seems she didn't hold any of these people within her eyes. " but it really is weird you have such a feminine name. Lord Torgeir and I had a good laugh about that."
Blushing a bit, Kandis lowered his head. "Will you also be coming with Lord Snow to the Jarl party?"
Wrapping her arms around me, Silvia nodded, "Of course, I am to watch over him. Where ever he goes, I go."
Shivering, Kandis stared at me with deeper respect, "Don't misunderstand, Kandis, I already have a wife. However, she left this morning on a business trip. Silvia is merely a personal friend I got in my tragic visit to... Well, I'm sure you have already heard."
"Yes.... and I am sorry about Rave. He was a great detective."
Rolling my eyes inwardly, I continued, "Well, shall we discuss our business at this party tonight."
"Of course, Lord Snow," Kandis said, bowing before taking his leave.
Shana seemed to have frowned as she glared wholes into my skull for a while, "If...if you were so important, why did you let us..."
"Because I make power on my own. I do not use what I didn't create." I coldly proclaimed as Silvia grew quiet, "But do not worry, I hold nothing against you. After all, it was my fault all this happened."
"But I am a man of my word, Silvia. Can you get Roald into the Vanir CLan?" I asked as he shivered, watching everything that transpired.
"Of course, it's not a big deal. He is...hmmm, he can even join members of my clan." SHe exclaimed, not really showing much interest.
"Can we go? Its bor...WOW, who fucked that person up!!!" She yelled before running off like a memorized child towards the painted pictures of homicides all throughout the city.
SHaking my head, I signed as Shana bowed, "You have my thanks, Lord Snow."
With a bloody smile hidden behind a mask of humbleness, I nodded, "A deal is a deal."
But that will never save you, nor your child. All of you and your clan will belong to me. You will all worship me as your god. HAHAHAHA GOD ARSENE, damn, what can be my spirit animal? Odin has a raven... Can it be a Kirin, the one in monster hunter was badass? Smirking at my thoughts, I quickly fixed my mental state before continuing.
"Now is you will excuse me, I have a job to do," I said, taking my leave, my eyes slowly turning dark with bloodlust.
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