Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 903: An Order For The Demonic Faction



Exhaustion had reached its peak for those that had fought in the battle against the Behemoth Clan. Many of the guards that had taken up arms fighting had dropped to the floor.

They lay there, looking at the sky. It was hard for them to believe that they had managed to survive once again, and that they were able to live another day.

During the fight, they reflected, thinking back to how many times they had said their last words in their heads, repeated the phrase, yet they had managed to live.

Others were thinking about those that weren't so fortunate, but promised that they would spread their names in the Town of Flendon, so others would never forget the sacrifice they had made.

Another amazing thing that had occurred, was that while the guards lay there in place, they heard movement. It wasn't coming from out on the field but instead was coming from the town of Flendon first.

"Make sure all of these people have plenty to eat and drink first!" a woman shouted. "After that, make a note of all of those injured."

"The theater has said that they will house them. If the theater fills up, move them to the inn!"

Groups of people, including that of children, had rushed out from the town to care for those that had taken part in the fight. They were carrying drinks, and buckets of food, feeding all of the hard workers.

Some of them were even family members of those that had fought. They had grabbed their loved ones.

While others searched for those that had perished in the fight.

Rayna and the rest of them were walking back through the entrance of Flendon, seeing everything that was taking place. She was carrying Raze on her back.

No one had dared to even approach her or ask if they could help. After crying in front of Raze and stroking his hair, she had just picked him up.

As they continued, eventually Alba and the other Crimson Crane members had arrived.

"It looks like you managed to do a good job out there," Alba said with her hands held by her hips. She was trying to look energetic, even though she could pass out at any moment. "You did your part, and it looks like you all came out of it alive."

Rayna turned her head to look at Safa for a moment.

"I guess it did turn out that way. You did a good job too. I'm going to take Raze to the Town Hall. I think it might be good for all of us if we meet up there when he wakes up, and see what to do next with all of this."

The others agreed, but who knew when Raze was going to wake up or recover from this fight. With that said, Cronker was sent to the Town Hall, and when the time was right, he would go and inform the rest.

"Crimson Crane, let's all go and rest up. You all did well! Let's get a big meal as well," Alba said.

They all cheered and agreed in response, but when looking around, Alba noticed something. "Where's Froma?" she asked.

"I saw one of the men take her into one of the nearby houses in the middle of the fight. It seems he's treating her wounds," Reno answered.

"Oh?" Alba replied with a raised eyebrow. For some reason, Alba could hear a particular type of music playing in her head. "Well, as long as she's okay, let's leave her be."

When Rayna and the others had reached the Town Hall, they felt like there was something strange, almost as if they had forgotten about something.

Constantly, Liam was mumbling numbers under his breath as he spoke.

"What's wrong man, are you trying to learn maths right now of all times?" Simyon said.

"No, it's not that," Liam said. "I literally could do any calculation you could come up with. I'm beyond smarter than you."

"And with all that smartness, that was the best thing you could say," Simyon replied.

"Anyway, what I'm counting is the number of people here. I'm counting everyone and looking at everyone and it seems like everyone's here, yet at the same time, someone is missing, and I can't remember who."

"You're right, one person left us," Anna said. "It was the guy that had randomly appeared, with the cloth covering his face."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Oh right, there was that guy, who even was he?" Simyon asked. "I mean he was dressed like one of the guards, but none of the other guards even made it that deep into the fight."

"Does it even matter?" Mantis said. "Let's eat, I'm starving."

Anna was deeply curious about the person as well, but she was more curious about what was currently happening at the Dark Faction, where Zon was still at.

The person in question that the others had forgotten about, had taken off their disguise and now a man with long, flowing black hair was sitting in one of the many inns.

Since he was dressed as a guard, free food was given to him. He felt a bit guilty eating the food meant for those that had fought to protect the city, when he hadn't done so.

'I guess... I did stop Sha Mo's big rock, so I can take some of this food,' Lince thought as he continued to eat.

Eventually, another person sat down opposite him. A young man who was dressed as a regular street merchant with plain clothing.

"You called, sir," the man whispered.

"Right," Lince said, picking up the giant pork chop and taking a large bite. After chewing it down, he placed it back down on his plate.

"I have some orders for you. Make sure every member of the Behemoth Clan is eliminated. Moving forward, we can't have anyone trying to oppose us, or go against us, no matter how

small the risk."

"Inform those in the Light Faction that they are to pull out of there immediately. As for the Elders, tell them that I will be paying a visit to Belil. It seems he is aware of a lot more than we originally thought," Lince ordered.