Chapter 18 EVIL REVELATION
The Southern Empire, a vast land covering half the Southern plains. This large Empire of Christians is made up of ten kingdoms, all under the ruler ship of Bishop Ekmond Alexander the seventh, King of Lux-urbe; the headquarters of the ten kingdoms. Lux-urbe is a large kingdom surrounded by hills; the only known route into this fortress is through a wide gorge, along the gorge lies a forest of oak trees before the gates of the kingdom.
The Citadel could be seen from all over the kingdom for it stood at the top of a plateau, in the middle of the kingdom. There are two stairways running from bottom to top of the plateau, it is also home to ten troops of Knights. The door into the Citadel was always open so complaints can be taken directly to the Bishop. From the door of the Citadel a red runner stretched down to the two silver thrones, on each side of the runner a bit further from it stood ten Knights. A wide stairway leading to the upper floor of the Citadel stood behind the thrones, at the end of the stairs before taking a cut to the stairway on the right or the left stood a large crystal stained-glass window with the painting of the last supper.
Seated majestically on one of the thrones, Bishop Ekmond Alexander the seventh also known as King Ekmond addressed a priest. King Ekmond is a sixty year old man, having short silvery hair and thin beards; he had a valiant stare and solid stature. His deep clear voice echoed with every word.
Having concluded his discussion with King Ekmond, the priest bowed then left his presence. On his way he bowed again before a fair, alluring young man vested in black cloak, having short silvery hair which blended with his pearl gray eyes, giving him a ravishing gaze. As soon as the young lad stood before King Ekmond he went on his knees then stretched his opened hands forward. “Bless me Father" he spoke with a calm still voice.
King Ekmond touched the lad’s hands then touched his head, “Rise my son” The young man combed his hair backwards with his hand then straightens up. “How’s your expenditure going Dylan?”
“Well Father” Dylan assured, clasping his hands behind his back “I have great news”
“Go on”
“I’ve gone up North and now I have found the dark systems conjuring darkness in the world.”
“Then the voice of God has taken you on the right path.”
“He never fails Father. My quest led me to know the Leader of the Drokan Empire Dorak Herra, the leader of the Purifiers Creed Aramis Taduis, the Watcher of the West Eric Levia and the evilest of them all, Ethan Roy the Dark Lord.”
“This is great news indeed Dylan” King Ekmond praised
“So, who do we March against first?”
“Patience Dylan, these are men with ancient demonic pacts”
“With God we shall prevail”
“That’s why we have to follow His every leading. First things first, God has spoken to me about a man in Vlastisi”
“King Aaron Bert’s Kingdom?"
“Yes, this man is called…”
“Allas Roach”
“Interesting, then this is a confirmation that this assignment is from God”
“Indeed Father, Allas is about to step into a war he won’t live to witness”
“He has a group called the Seekers squad, find Allas and educate him more on God’s ways, that group can be a useful weapon in God’s hand”
“On my way Father” turns away from King Ekmond “greet mother for me, I’ll see her once I return” takes his leave
“God bless you my son”
Somewhere along the borders of the South, the strong morning breeze gushes into the red sails of a ship drifting on the calm ocean. Drawn on the sails is the head of a male lion painted with gold, on deck warriors cladded in red armor set the sails and engage in various activities. Inside a cabin underneath the bridge of the ship a fair skinned man having short dark curls and we'll trimmed beards with a blend of gray, dressed in silver robe; reads cheerfully through a large map stationed on a table. After a while the man lifts up his head then gazes at the beauty of the Ocean through the large window in front of him. “It’s good to be here again, I wonder how Jerrod and everyone else are doing. Phil, Richard, Aria, she should be a woman by now”
Still enjoying the serenity of the view, a knock on door drew his attention back to the cabin. “Who’s there?”
“Commander Leonard, my Lord”
“Oh Leonard, where are we?”
“We’ve crossed into the waters of Lance.”
“Good, prepare a squad to accompany you to send word of my arrival.”
“Yes my Lord”