Building a World Class Empire in another World
Chapter 116: Blacklight

Chapter 116: Blacklight

A carriage toward the massive city gates, tons of people entered and left the city at the same time. At the gates of the city were guards in full armor; they checked those that entered and those that left, ensuring that the city was safe.

The carriage pulled up at the gate. The guards stood in front of it, blocking it from entering. One of them made his way to the side of the carriage; he knocked twice on the wooden door of the carriage.

The other guards kept their eyes on the coachman, making sure he made no suspicious movements. The curtains inside the carriage were moved back, and Baron Fredrick leaned in.

He looked at the guards standing there, looking at the crest on his chest. The crest was that of an eagle-like bird on a shield.

This was the crest of the Count. In the kingdom, only those that were counts and above could have crests bestowed to them by the king. Someone like Fredrick had no crest.

"I’m Baron Fredrick," he said in a casual tone, though he didn’t need to even say his name as the guard already knew who he was.

The guard took a step back and signaled at the other men to clear the way for the baron. The coachman immediately rode into the city.

The horse strutted through the immaculate streets of the city. Though this city was small by other standards, the count was a person who loved infrastructure and development.

He was on the path to becoming a marquis if he continued in the way he was ruling over his city and lands.

"Master, where should we head to now?" the coachman asked as he rode through the streets.

"Head to an inn, I’ll inform the count I am here from there and wait for his reply," Fredrick said. He folded his arms and looked out of the window.

The city was a very busy place, with people moving all around. The streets were filled with horses and carriages, traveling along the stone roads. At every small distance, a guard or group of guards would be seen, keeping the streets safe.

Fredrick saw a lot of children calling out to people that were passing, saying things like, "Five copper coins for a tour of the city Blacklight."

"Master, it seems they are in preparation for something big in the city; there seem to be a lot of tourists," the coachman said.

"So it seems. It might be harder to get to the count, but the information that we have is not something that he can overlook," Fredrick said. His lips curled up into a smile, a sinister light shined in his eyes.

The carriage stopped near an inn. The coachman rushed down to open the doors for the baron. The baron came down, his feet touching the ground. There was a slight ripple in his shadow, but no one was able to notice it.

He walked into the inn, while the coachman went off to find a place to keep the horses and carriage.

The baron got a room without problem. He sat on the king-size bed of the best suite. He looked outside the window, his face expressionless.

After a while, a knock came from the door. Without turning, he told the coachman to come in. The coachman opened the door and walked in, carrying the luggage of the baron.

He carefully placed it on the ground. He stared at the baron for a bit to see if he would say anything, but the baron said nothing, simply kept staring outside the window.

The coachman quietly left the room, shutting the door behind him. Immediately he left, the baron got up and walked to his bag. He unlocked it and opened it up. He pulled out a metal cube-like device with the symbol of the spirit cult on it.

He held out the cube in front of him, bit into his finger, and allowed his blood to drop on the cube. The symbol lit up in a red glow, and then a projection of the woman that had come to his house came up.

She sat reclined on a chaise inside the baron’s house, sipping wine from a glass. The wine ran out immediately as the connection was made, and one of the men she rose from the dead refilled her wine.

The baron watched without any emotion. His eyes were empty. "Master, I have arrived at the city of Blacklight as you instructed," he said in a monotonous voice.

"Good, you are more useful than I thought you would be," she said, sipping her wine once more. Her eyes suddenly shifted from a relaxed look to a more serious one. She tapped her finger on her wine glass as she spoke.

"Blacklight is the place I want to plant my seed next and slowly take over. I want you to ensure that you make the count send his men after that half-elf.

When that happens, the city will slowly get locked in war with the half-elf, making them unable to pay attention to what I’ll be doing.

Do you understand? You have to make sure that this war happens, else my plans will not be able to come to pass. As it stands, I am already behind schedule on my task," she said. She then sipped her wine again.

"Master, do you believe the half-elf can hold off long enough to do what you want to do? He is but a half-elf," Fredrick said.

"Oh yes, indeed. That kid will be able to do it. I have a feeling that he is far more formidable than you think. And even if he can’t do it, he’ll have some of my help.

You don’t have to worry about the details; you just have to do what I have told you. But before you head to the count, there are certain people I would love for you to meet," she said, her voice getting more serious as she got to this matter.

"Within this town, there should be an organization for selling potions known as Williams Potions. The owner is a friend of mine, and he has a chain of shops all through the town.

Remember the package I gave you? Take it with you along with the ring. Show that ring to any of the managers in his shops, and they’ll immediately find a way to get you to him.

When you get to William, he might try to kill you for stupid reasons. He is a very eccentric figure, so make sure that you watch out and be careful, else you will end as a stain on the floor.

The package is of utmost importance, more important than your life, so get it to William. After you give it to him, he should give you a message for me. Make sure you deliver it, and after that, you can head to the count.

That will be all for now. Remember to be careful—I wouldn’t want you dead," she said. Her voice calm as ice, she disconnected, and her projection turned off.

Fredrick picked up the cube and walked to his bag. He dug through his clothes and removed a package and a small gold ring with half of the cult symbol on it.

He also took out a black cloak and covered his body from head down. He opened the door and slipped out of the inn, immediately heading into the alleyway.

He used the dark paths to travel through the town. He kept walking until he spotted one of the shops. He came out of the alley, crossed the crowded street, and entered the store.

The herbal smell of medicines and potions filled his nose immediately as he stepped in. The subtle discussions of the people inside the store reached his ears as well. They kept their voices low enough to not cause noise while they tried to decide what and what they wanted to buy.

He stood at the entrance of the store until one of the ladies working inside the store came to him. She wore beautiful white shirt and black skirt uniform, looked dignified and intelligent.

"Good day sir, can I help you with anything?" she asked.

"I want to meet with your manager, please," he said. She paused, then looked at Fredrick again. "Is there an issue, sir?" she asked.

"No, I simply want to talk to him about some business," he said and pulled down his cloak. "I am Baron Fredrick, tell him that," he said.

She immediately got flustered when she saw that she was talking to a noble. She bowed her head in a rush and ran into the office to find the manager.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged woman walked out with her. She walked to Fredrick, and he immediately flashed the ring to her. As her eyes landed on the ring, she nodded at the baron. "Come with me," she said.