Michael Davis
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"...For you to give in so much, shows that your favor is going to be a bothersome one. But nonetheless, I agree." She nodded, sighing to herself. The offer was just too appetizing. Information about her beloved was tempting enough, but then helping her give aid too? That was more than enough to convince her. "Good. For the chance, we can discuss that within Asgard, in the territory of the Sigyn family." Damien smiled slightly, satisfied with how everything took place. Not like he expected anything…
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Loptr sneaked a glance outside her royal coach, only to realize that they were now back on ground. And far away from Asgard. They were at the edge of the cliff. 'The maw of death that will lead us towards Svartalfheim... why here?' She wondered, a bit too calm for someone in her situation. All three of them were far too relaxed. True, their hearts were roughly tugged at their circumstance, but each one of them seemed used to this. 'Well, Loptr's misfortune never negatively affects her. In fact,…
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'How hateful..!!' She thought about the occurrences that took place in the past months. The most annoying being the fact that she... could still not fix the problem she has caused for her beloved. 'I hate this..!!' She suppressed the urge to shatter the window with a punch. She was not the aggressive type, nor the impulsive type, but this situation, boiled her anger to limits she never knew were available. 'What's even going on around here, exactly?!' She wondered. Her expression still intact,…
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"Adonis, huh?" Damien murmured out to himself at her words, but Bella was still able to pick out his winds even within the chaotic winds. "Yes. She should be there with him for the coming month." Bella added, not questioning Damien about where they were going. The young man just called for her, and claimed that a mission was available for her. As for the reward that was capable of attracting her from her young mistress... "...junior brother–" "As promised, you can call me little brother. Or…
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Representatives. Beings who move about representing the will of their superiors, sending out messages or warnings. They were considered as such in this age of humanity. And in most cases, representatives are relatives of powerful noble families, or the royal family, that work under the king, or the city lord. With their power, they could better control the target of their purpose, or better represent their superior. Yet they not only carry their influence and power, but a sign from their…
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Evening. Silver Mansion. Damien visited Juliette once more, and had just told her most of his plans from now on. The building of the Silver Institution would take a bit longer, since it is too massive a project, and out of their knowledge. Plus, he needed to collect required materials to truly build a town out of the scope of normalcy. Which was why, for the next three weeks, he planned to travel towards the last Stronghold of their cardinal direction for resources. At the same time, he…
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"...I guess I'll take elder sister Bella with me." He decided, as he chose to return back to the Silver household for now, to let Juliette know about the new arrangements. Internal conquest of yet another Stronghold. At the same time, before he leaves, he had to let Adonis and Fiona know about couriers of Time and Space related Classes within their circle of influence. A week or two should be enough to have information about them. ~~~ A few hours after Damien's thoughts finalized. Within…
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"Please do." And Juliette smiled in response. "That will take time, though. So in the meanwhile, do what you must. If we find nothing within three weeks time, I guess that's that." He added, and the obedient wife-to-be nodded her head with a smile. "Great. We'll talk then." Damien concluded, removing his hand as he turned around. Juliette felt a bit bitter, but still waved after him, "Okay. Take care, Damien. I'll be waiting." "..." Damien silently left the underground training room, ascended…
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How hateful..!! She cursed, her emotions about to erupt once more. But Adonis did not allow her to do so, as he hurriedly spoke, "The city is mostly managed by the nobles. The positions they hold, make them sturdy pillars of Avarice." "If we don't do something about it, they will immediately withdraw their influence, thus collapsing the city. In a few weeks, we might..." He sighed, causing Fiona to look up at him with worry. Yes, worry. The Strongholds were considered nations, but in truth,…
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A week went by just like that. Damien relaxed the pace of the construction progress, as he had to teach them about many subjects to take into consideration at the same time. Commoners did not have 100% access towards all ranks of knowledge. Nor did the nobles. Only royalty or powerful organizations such as the Gray House had droves of all kinds of knowledge. Of course, illegal organizations such as the Gray House had their knowledge mainly from theft. They stole from other nobles, or royalties.…
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