Demonic Ascension: After 10,000,000 Years, The Lord Abyss Returns
Chapter 57: Would you like to trade your skill?

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Would you like to trade your skill?

Clang!

The door leading into the throne room of the Count opened, Commander Dylan walked into the throne with magestically, dressed in his military uniform, a symbol of his position as the great Commander of the Black Corp.

Since they are the Black Corp, their uniforms are always black in color!

Chief captain Touska Jigiwe and Ser Jiyer escorted Commander Dylan, they made their way into the throne room as well, the hall’s flooded with government officials and ministers within the County!

Their gazes fell upon Commander Dylan and his escorts!

Commander Dylan raised his head, ignoring the attentions of the ministers and nobles present, his gaze collided with that of the Count sitted before him, the new Count of the Mongol County, Count Vesta!

Sitted on his throne, his legs crossed and a lopsided smile escaped his lips!

Commander Dylan turned his gaze when he noticed a black haired figure standing besides the sitted Count, his eyes were that of a ferocious monster and the smiles written on his face belongs to a creature who harbors evil intents!

Commander Dylan knew something’s strange about him.

" Special force Commander, you are standing before the Count of the Mongol County, pay your respects and now " A voice commanded, belonging to one of the ministers present, Chief captain Touska growled at the minister!

" Count of the Mongol County? If I’m current.....the Count I was informed about before coming down here was an old man right? I believe his name is Count Vigred....where is he? " Commander Dylan questioned.

Count Vesta retained his smile, unwavered by the question!

" The old man Count Vigred is dead, he died a few days ago and I’m his inheritor, by his will.... shouldn’t his first son be the rightful heir to the throne? " Count Vesta asked!

" Well it should be but why wasn’t it reported back to the Dukedom? you crowned yourself as the Count of this land but neither is the Dukedom aware that the old Count is dead and a new one has been crowned "

" Why is that? " Commander Dylan asked.

" That isn’t a question you should be asking, my dear commander, aren’t you here on a misdirected coup d’etat sent to the Dukedom by traitors? you are here on a peacekeeping mission "

" Since there’s peace in this land..... shouldn’t you be leaving already? " Count Vesta questioned!

" That’s true if I were to be a normal peacekeeping force but you should know that even though I’m here on the orders of the Senate, the Black Corp is one of the only two special forces ordained by the Duke himself "

" I have the veto power to commence an investigation when I find things improper " Commander Dylan declared!

" Improper? what’s the thing that’s improper? " Count Vesta asked.

" Firstly the report sent to the Senate was a coup d’etat being held right? a savaging civil war within this land, that’s why we rushed here....you may be the Count but your position is an unofficial one "

" Unconfirmed by the Senate themselves "

" I’ll be staying for awhile in this land and I’ll be launching a proper Investigation regarding the death of the old man, if he died a normal death then I’ll officially confirm your ascension to this seat of power "

" But if the Count died in a different manner...you will be judged by my blade, I hope you’ll co-operate with my Investigation, Mr. Vesta " Commander Dylan stated, his words etched with authority.

It caused the Count’s eyes to twitch, seethed in his rampaging anger, the black haired figure standing beside placed his hand on the Count’s right shoulder, calming him down....the Count sighed out.

And a devious smile appeared on his lips!

" This is my land....my County.....what if I oppose your Investigation? " He asked, staring directly into the eyes of Commander Dylan, tension broke out.....a face-off between the Count and a special force Commander.

" If that’s so.....prepare to go to war with the Black Corps " Commander Dylan answered.

" I see.....then I have no other option than to comply with your request, I love my County and wouldn’t want to go to war with the Dukedom itself " Count Vesta said, he faked his smile and Commander Dylan responded with his decision.

" Good.....you don’t have to worry about anything, if you are anything but guilty, then we will leave peacefully, confirming your position as the new Count of this land but if you have a hand in the death of the Count "

" You’ll be charged with treason.....thanks for your corporation "

Commander Dylan declared, within a few minutes....he and his escorts left the throne room, Count Vesta sighed out loud, relaxing his back on his throne.....all attention drifted towards his direction.

The ministers and government officials remained silent!

" Those fuckers, they plan on disrupting my absolute reign huh? what should we do about them? Mr. Akon? " Count Vesta asked, turning his attention towards the figure who stands besides him!

The throne room was overwhlemed with intensed demonic energies, suffocating and knocking out all the ministers and government officials present in the throne room, only Count Vesta remained untouched.

Protected by the demonic ring gifted to him!

Mr. Akon took a step forward, his eyes glowed brightly.... releasing intense vapor into the atmosphere, a pair of green horns grew out of his head, his hands remained behind his back!

" They’re quite unique in their own aspects....I believe their martial arts is different from what’s understood and learnt in the Crossword Dukedom...they may be a huge challenge to your reign in this land "

" That’s why none will leave this place alive " He uttered.

" But we don’t need to be hasty about killing them " He added, suprising the Count who remained sitted on his throne, the eyes of the Count squinted while staring at the figure standing before him.

" They’re not complete....a few still lurks behind the shadows, hiding until they are ready to be summoned, they believe they have devised a smart plan but they are nothing but mere roaches in this vast world "

" Someone with the last ingredient will be coming "

" Let them do whatever they want, it doesn’t matter.....after all, this land will be their grave, once the one with the last ingredient trespasses into this land, that will be their end, for now.....It’s best to let the prey believe they are hunters!! "

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" You’re late " the voice of Seville Ramon was heard, she waited in the garden after the sunsetted, resting her back on an olive tree with her arms folded, she frowned.... growling softly the second she sensed his presence!

Kyle walked into the scene with a warm smile seen on his face!

" Yh, I had to deal with a couple of things before I came here, you see I got into a bit of trouble earlier today " Kyle explained, his smiles never faded as he approached Ms. Seville who remained in her spot.

" I heard.....you got into a fight with members of the Cain Guild and you ripped off one of the member’s arm, I doubt much could be done about it since they were in the wrong but why did you do it? " Seville questioned.

" Why? " Kyle asked.

" Yes, why.....the one you protected is nothing but a small fry, an F ranked student if I’m correct, so there wasn’t any reason why you would do such a thing, why did you do it? " She answered with her own question.

" Umm I don’t really know why I did it but I just did it? Isn’t it a good thing to help someone in the time of need? " Kyle asked, Seville scoffed at his words, she came out of the coverage, standing before Kyle.

" Hmph.... don’t make me laugh, I doubt you are the type who cares about the weak, I don’t know what your plan is but the Vahallan Empire are already known as troublemakers, firstly it was Varis Bridge "

" S ranked student from the Vahallan Empire who killed a bunch of Assasins and was locked up for a few hours....now it’s you, well it doesn’t matter....now that you are here, do you have it with you? "

She asked, stretching her hand forward!

" We made a deal so yes.....I brought it with me, our deal was for a dragonstone right? now that I have more than that amount, shouldn’t we change the aspect of our deal? " Kyle asked, his words shocked Seville.

" What? You have more than a single dragonstone? " She asked, still in disbelief!

But Kyle brought out a leather pouch containing dragonstones and he brought out five dragonstones, showing them to Seville, her eyes bewildered by what she sighted, filled with lust, she tried grabbing them.

But Kyle stopped her on her track, and he kept the dragonstones back into the leather pouch!

" Fine I’ll control myself, what do you want in exchange for those dragonstones? " She asked!

" I need only three things from you, an army of mages, consisting of a thousand and five hundred mages to join the Black Corp, four ancient magic texts from the Vahallan Magic Tower and lastly "

" Your skill " Kyle spoke out.

" My....my...my skill? what are you talking about? " Seville asked, startled by the request of Kyle Reinhart, she created distance between them but Kyle remained standing emotionlessly, not moving from his spot.

" It isn’t easy for one to deceive a fellow Skill user, I confirmed my suspicions after fighting the other Heirs, they are both Skill users....for one to be designated as the official heir of a Dukedom, they must be awakened "

" Let’s trade...your skill in exchange for the dragonstones "