Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 916: Big Trouble Arriving

Andy and Yarlston had arrived at the town hall the moment they had gotten the news that Raze, the Dark Magus, was awake. Originally, they wanted to head into the room and thank him for saving the people, for saving the town of Flendon once again.

However, when the two of them saw all of the others rush upstairs, they had decided it was not their place. It was important to give Raze time with the people that were close to him.

So they stayed downstairs, until a message had occurred. Heading outside, they went to get a bigger idea of the problem that was approaching.

After learning of the news that was at hand for them, they had quickly rushed back. They had no choice. They needed to inform the Dark Magus because they would need his help, which was why both of them had burst back through the room asking for Raze.

The others that were waiting were quite shocked, and eventually, Alba had approached the group.

”Whatʼs going on, why are you calling for Raze?” Alba asked, glancing above her.

”Itʼs a big deal,” Yarlston said. ”Right now, there is an army heading our way. We havenʼt told the people yet to avoid causing panic, and after the fighting thatʼs happened before, I donʼt really know what to say to them.”

”The people, they might not be able to handle another war. From the banners that they were carrying off in the distance, it looked like it was the Doclet Kingdom,” Andy said.

The name of the kingdom had caught Raynaʼs attention.

”Why would they be bringing an army here? They own the land here, but they should have brought some type of messenger to talk with us, the Neverfall Clan.

”They should know this place is under our protection!” Rayna said, annoyed.

Andy started to sweat, recalling that there was indeed a messenger that had come from the Kingdom of Doclet.

But could his small actions have caused them to call their whole army? It didnʼt make sense.

For a kingdom to act this way, they were likely just looking for an excuse to attack, and found the right one.

Rayna then walked forward, thinking about how long Raze might need on his own. One thing was clear though-he deserved as much time to himself as he needed.

”Donʼt inform Raze of this,” Rayna ordered. ”We will deal with this situation.”

”Rayna!” Dame called out. ”You should know of the long-standing agreement between Pagna warriors and citizens. If you get involved too heavily, it could blow up in the warriorsʼ faces and will make it so all of the clans are against us.

”I know you want to help Raze, but letʼs treat this situation with caution.”

An incident between the citizens and warriors on this large of a scale hadnʼt occurred in many years, and there was a worry on everyoneʼs mind that this might be the cause of one.

The Demonic Faction was comprised of two kingdoms and two royal families. Although this was the case, the two kingdoms werenʼt at war, and trade was even opened up between them and the cities in their territories.

The other kingdom was known as the Karab Kingdom, located on the south side of the Demonic Faction that was quite hot in weather compared to other areas. The surrounding areas were covered mostly in sand, yet there were still beautiful oases and rivers that ran through certain areas.

Making the cities still full of energy and life. In the Karab Kingdom, in one of the palaces, the king, Empon, was sitting on his throne.

The triangular-shaped window behind him was letting the sun blaze into the room, but he was chilled as he had several servants by his side blowing large leaves to fan him.

”It is strange to have a messenger come asking for me directly from the Doclet Kingdom. Please speak,” Empon said as he took a bite of an apple.

”Yes, your majesty!” the man said, pulling out a large scroll. ”The message is from King Doclet himself. He has decided to travel with an army of fifty thousand men to the town of Flendon.”

”His aim is to take down the city and the warriors within it. He wishes for you to witness the might of the Doclet Kingdom, and join him in a feast in the town of Flendon after the battle.”

The man ended the message with a proud smile on his face, only to witness King Empon drop his apple onto the floor with his mouth wide open.

He then quickly stood up from his seat.

”Is King Doclet a fool?!”

The messenger was angered by the words from the king of another kingdom but had to keep his cool.

”Sir... why do you say this?” the man asked.

”I thought the King was smarter than this! Itʼs his own land, yet he hasnʼt even heard the stories of the person who is in the town of Flendon right now.”

”Who are you talking about?” the messenger asked.

”Iʼm talking about the Dark Magus!” Empon claimed. ”We gathered several people from all over who had interactions or heard stories of the Dark Magus, including those from the town of Flendon themselves.”

”They say the powers that the Dark Magus possesses are far beyond what we thought possible, and how he is able to perform miracles.”

The messenger had also heard these tales, but thought that King Empon was the fool for believing such things. Was it even possible that a single man could do such things?

”I can see the look on your face-you donʼt believe such things, but believe me. Itʼs quite clear from all the information we have gathered that the Dark Magus is no ordinary man.” ”Maybe if you were to attack another clan you would be saved by the agreement and more, but this man... if you anger him, then I fear that you will all fear his wrath, and there will no longer be a Kingdom of Doclet.”

For a moment, the messenger started to think. What if they had made a mistake, and he needed to hurry back.