บททั้งหมดของ MAGE WARS: Sword of Solace: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

A story was once told of a man who beat the Nephilims of the North. It was quite a famous story amongst the knight guards and state guards. It was back in the days when Slejj and Alvatrone were second rank lieutenants, battling for each other to see who would become the next commander of the Independent States. King Higo, the current king at that time, alongside his fellow ruler Hashi had arranged for a ceremonial tournament. A competition to see who was worthy to vie for the role of the next Commander.At that time it was obvious who amongst the army would reach the final showdown, it was always Alvatrone and Slejj. Everybody knew that. Going into the competition those who registered only did so to fill in the vacancies in order for the tournament to proceed, meanwhile the entire army awaited for the final showdown. The two rivals had been going at each other ever since they joined the army. At that moment they were seen as equals, and the tournament was to be the deciding factor,

“He is active again! He is out there roaming our inter-realm link, or as the mortals call it, the Independent States.”“But of course he can only manifest his physical form inside the barrier, the celestial walls allow him to do so, outside the inter-realm link he cannot manifest. Therefore his power remains limited to his followers inside the walls.”“Yes of course, with the reduction of his followers his power has substantially reduced, therefore he does not have the power of creation now, so he is no threat. Let us allow him to continue roaming the inter-link realm, it is the least we can do to entertain a traitor like him.”The rest of the beings nodded in agreement. A regular meeting had been arranged. The greater council of heaven was called upon to discuss issues largely affecting the events of one of the realms. Heaven realm was where celestial beings lived. There existed five realms in total; Heaven realm, Hell realm, Spiritual Realm, Null realm, and Earth realm.All the oth

***************************************************************************************************UNDISCLOSED LOCATIONThe usual spots were filled in the edifice, the two master heads at the front, resting their weight on two majestic thrones, beside them two other smaller thrones, one to the right and one to the left. The right throne was empty, it was always reserved for Kanchi Asobi but he was attending to other obligations hence he did not make it to the meeting. On the left sat Lady Melo. The platform in front of the raised thrones was where Dakario and the Administrative head stood. Supporting the platform were pillars on all the corners, the pillars on the right side were rarefied for Shinshin and Kuro. The front pillar to the left was Anato Strider’s spot, where he would stand and fidget with his dagger. The back left pillar was always empty for the longest time, but with the induction of the ninth head Daito, that spot would, later on, be declared his.“Is everyone ready? C

Weapons were unsheathed at the sight of the arrivals. The environment quickly became hostile.“One step closer and you're dead!”The ladies looked at them, disgusted by their presence. Daito stood beside the administrative head like a scarecrow. The ladies shifted their focus and directed it towards him.“It is him! The village purger!”Grips on their weapons tightened. Stories of his purging had been circulating around the close circle of villages, merchants who were traveling through multiple villages brought stories along, stories of how a ruthless man was running amuck. They were ready for him, all they were awaiting were the go-ahead orders from their chief and they would let loose on those two intruders.Lady Melo finally appeared from amongst the crowd that was building up in front of the entrance. She hoisted her hands high and shouted her orders out, forcing the soldiers to disengage.“At ease! These men are not here to fight!”She casually walked up to the two men and turne

The village was so well hidden amongst the cover of forest trees that Tyndale didn’t even manage to locate it during his conquest. He also realized the Vurhan's occupied the forest and if he engaged with them, with the limited manpower he had, it would prove costly. As Garvin and his multitude entered the forest, lumberjacks who were taking a break from their strenuous work noticed the oncoming herd. Their panicked legs ran back to the village to sound the alarm. From afar Garvin could hear the blaring horns. Soon after a group emerged from the forest armed with axes and Spears.“Stop where you are!”An old man shouted. Pointing his ax towards the crowd. Garvin stepped forward with his hands raised.“We mean you no harm! We have come here in peace!”The faded insignia of the Honorary State Guard on his torn raiment caught the old man’s eye. He spat on the ground, cussing out the insignia.“A wretched state guard! Setting foot in my home! I am the chief of this village, and we do not a