The Heroes’ candidates had finally left Dark Dragon and were on their way back to the place they came from.
But their leaving was in no way the same as when they arrived. Ron and Riker now understood that the people who were here chose to be here.
The people who lived in the kingdom were the poor and forgotten, those who in the old kingdom had nothing to live off.
Their daily lives had been filled with misery and unhappiness; food was hard to come by, and they had nothing to survive on.
But Silva, Silva came and became their hero. He became the one who saved them and allowed them to live here happily.
However, all this raised some thoughts in the minds of Ron and Riker: what happened to the people who decided not to stay?
“I’m watching. It is a rule that innocents are left out as much as possible. So Silva wouldn’t have killed all of them, right?”
But if he didn’t kill them, where were they? If neighboring kingdoms had received the survivors of war, for sure the demon king candidates would have heard about it.
But they heard nothing, and that meant they might not have gone to another kingdom, or perhaps the kingdoms were keeping quiet about the matter.
Still, whatever happened, it raised some concern, and they would need to talk about it. It might be the only thing they could use to hold Silva down.
Because if he killed tens of thousands of people, then the empire and the holy kingdom would need to step into the matter.
Meg, on the other hand, was not in the same state of mind as the boys at all. All she could think about was the promise Silva made to her to help her find her mother.
All she had to do now was be his inside person, and he would be able to take her father out of the picture soon and help her find her mother.
Silva was becoming a bad influence on the heroes and demon king candidates. He affected the mental state of Aqua, stole the hearts of Amber, Leah, and now Meg.
He created insecurity in Ron and Riker. Whichever demon king candidate or hero candidate met him, they never remained the same.
And if it got too much, it would become an issue that would need fixing—and that would mean killing Silva.
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After the heroes left, Silva could finally get back to work and look forward to the many things he had to do.
Silva was no longer on the path of looking for crazy strength, because this world had little to offer in the way of experience anymore.
There was nothing to fight on his level anymore, so his eyes had now shifted to the heroes and the demon kings, as well as every major power.
The empire, the holy kingdom, the dragons, the elves, fairies, and all other powerful races.
So what he needed to start with was first, the sending of the dragon to the dragon kingdom.
The dragon would be his inside man and stay there as long as possible until Silva was ready to head there.
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Silva walked into the yard where Agler was waiting for him. Immediately, Agler saw Silva and bowed his head.
“It’s been over a month now, Agler. You have learned all that there is to learn concerning the dragons. You have been given every piece of information that you would need to carry out what we asked of you.
So now, you have to go and do what you need to: be useful to them, work, and gain their trust.
You have no means of contacting us, so try to ensure that you keep yourself safe and alive.
But every once in a while, I’ll contact you first to get updates on what you are doing and on what to do next,” Silva said and patted Agler on the head.
After Silva finished, Agler raised his head and looked at the sky. He flapped his wings, and like a powerful rocket, he blasted up into the air, causing a sonic boom as he moved through the air.
Silva watched him go until he was so far away that even Silva’s senses could not pick up his position. Then Silva finally turned and walked away. It was time to begin his plans for the development of his kingdom and also the infiltration of the empire.
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Three luxury carriages pulled up outside a magnificent building. Their coachmen came down quickly, ran to the carriage doors, and opened them up.
From the three carriages, one person came out of each. They wore white robes like priests, but the two on the sides had purple accessories, while the one in the middle had gold accessories and a gold cap.
The guards of the magnificent building opened the gates for the three men, bowing as they came. The men walked without looking sideways.
Every step was well calculated, even the weight they put on the ground was calculated.
They made it to the door of the building, and a butler was there waiting for them. The butler bowed and said nothing. Then he opened the door and led them in.
The butler didn’t utter a word to them and only led them until they finally made it to a large door that led to a large lounge.
The butler opened the door, and seated inside the lounge was a middle-aged man with silver hair. When the man noticed the door was open, he looked and saw the three men.
After reaching there, the butler withdrew and left them to their business. The three men walked in and sat down on the chairs across from the man.
“Bishop Levi and Romero, I am glad to see you. And Archbishop Robert, it’s great to see you strong and alive.”
“You won’t be killing me anytime soon, Duke Raze. But let us get into the business that brought us here today,” Archbishop Robert said and leaned in closer to the table.
“You know, Archbishop, the holy pope and the Council of Holiness would not approve of what you are doing.
The empire is willing to partner with anyone to push their goals, but are you really willing to risk your life for this?
If word got out, you would be labeled a sinner without redemption, and your soul would be corroded by the holy flames—or so I’ve heard,” Raze said.
“What will happen to me is not your business, and the pope is a wimp. They can’t understand the mysteries that lie in the work I seek to do.
To create the perfect human, one that will surpass the heroes and demon kings, and that one would be the one that will bring down the demons and restore the world to humanity.
It doesn’t matter what path must be followed to make this happen, but we must successfully get it done.
The empire is filled with resources and smart people like yourself, and so I believe that this is the best place to do what needs to be done,” Robert said.
“Then please follow me, Archbishop, though both bishops will have to stay here,” Raze said and got up, heading for the opposite door.
Robert got up as well and walked behind him. Raze opened the door and walked into a dark corridor. Robert did the same and locked the door behind him.
After the door was locked, light crystals at the edges of the wall lit up and allowed them to see where they were.
They began walking down the corridor. After a while, they got to a door. Raze opened the door that led into a lab.
The lab was filled with massive test tubes connected to several devices. The test tubes were filled with some red translucent liquid.
At the center of those liquids were children, alive in suspended animation.
“This is where the magic happens. The place where I am attempting to genetically create the perfect being. Each test tube holds a child not more than twelve, all in suspended animation.
The liquid is working to alter their genetics, using special materials that have been infused deeply into the liquid.
Like the DNA of heroes, some beast features, and lots more. And of recent, the demon blood that the Royal Family is in control of.
As a duke, I have access to a certain amount in order to carry out research. I fused the demon blood into the liquid.
After that, special rods are hammered into the body of children to allow the liquid to enter faster and perfectly alter their DNA.
In theory, all that we have found should have worked, and we should have had our first weapon. But in the last six months, there have been three failed batches.
But this is the fourth, where I have learned from my mistakes. Hopefully, in two months or so, we will have the first batch that shows some success.
And when that happens, we can push more to create the being you want, because we would have laid the groundwork.”