In a small hut next to the Bamera family's duchy
It was a dilapidated hut with a roof dripping with rainwater and walls that were almost destroyed. Inside, there was only a table and a worn chair.
There was a man with dark black eyes and black hair with white strands, wearing worn black clothes and carrying a rusty, worn sword.
Malcolm, the deputy leader of the Black Organization, entered.
He immediately knelt down and raised his fists in greeting.
"Long live the Black Fingers, and down with Maltalia!"
The man replied in a calm tone as he tapped his finger on the table.
"Oh, Malcolm, long time no see."
Name: Nolkan Martoni
Race: Human
Master of the Black Fingers Organization
Level: 6-stars Old Master
Malcolm replied with a smile,
"Actually, I was on my way to the city of Golan to fulfill a request from a pig, but... unfortunately, he was killed."
Nolkan stopped and walked towards the hut window.
"Hmm, it doesn't matter. I was going to kill him anyway... The important thing is that it seems a holy church is trying to extend its control over the southern kingdoms, and its first target will be Matalia..."
Malcolm replied calmly.
"Then we must seize control of Matalia before the church reaches the kingdom."
Nolkan replied, leaning against the window.
"Exactly... Summon the six remaining lords and all their followers. In a week, we will overthrow Duke Bamera and expand the coup against the king."
Nolkan stood up and looked at Malcolm. "Have you prepared what I ordered you to do?"
Malcolm replied firmly,
"Yes, sir. We have spread rumors , we have bribed and forced the nobles to raise taxes and publicly attack the people, and we have done the opposite by trying to pay taxes for the people, helping the poor, and freeing the slaves for the past 20 years. Now there is a large group of people who resent the current rule. "
Nolkan smiled.
"Excellent. Now we must kill Duke Bamera and spread the rumor that he was trying to betray the kingdom by collaborating with the Green Forest and handing over more than 29,000 citizens as slaves to the Green Forest kingdom."
Nolkan approached Malcolm, grabbed his head, and said,
" The time has come to bring down this accursed kingdom, Malcolm, and take revenge for what happened to us and to my family, Martoni, my brother Bolkan, my sister Nila, my mother Miama, and my father Simon."
Malcolm smiled and said,
"Yes, sir, the time has come. This kingdom will finally know the meaning of darkness."
A girl with green hair, yellow eyes, and a beautiful yellow dress entered. She cried out, hugging Malcolm, "Wow, Uncle Malcolm! I missed you!"
Malcolm replied enthusiastically, "Oh, you little rascal! I missed you so much! Has Uncle Megan been taking care of you?"
Eliana responded with a quick shake of her head, "Yes! Look, Uncle Megan bought me another gorgeous dress! Hahaha! I really love it!"
Nolkane said, "You mustn't get it dirty. It was hard to buy."
Eliana replied enthusiastically, smiling broadly, "Don't worry, Uncle Meganon!"
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In the plain of Cruzan, the carriage carrying Lara, Rosa, and Polkan was heading towards the Duchy of Bamira, while Karsa was driving the carriage, which was something he wanted.
Bulkan was chatting with Lara and Rosa inside the carriage in a pleasant atmosphere.
Rosa smiled "Thank you so much. I don't know what would have happened to us if you hadn't shown up."
Bulkan touched his head.
"Haha, don't worry about it. It was our duty to help you."
Lara spoke curiously.
"But what did that huge man do with the bandits and the guards' bodies?"
Bulkan replied nervously.
"Oh, I don't know. As for the bandits, he probably kicked them out. As for the guards, he buried their bodies and placed a marker to honor them."
Rosa spoke with a faint smile.
"That was very kind of him. He looks like a former soldier or hunter from his appearance. What entity did he belong to?" "
Bulkan replied,
"Actually, he was a soldier from the Great Sun Empire."
That was the third time he had mentioned the Great Sun Empire, and it completely changed the atmosphere ...
Rosa responded with a mixture of tension and shock.
"Haha, it's rare to see people from the Western Continent here, isn't it..."
While Lara was nervous and confused,
Bulkan said,
"Haha, yes, that's true, it's rare."
At that time, karsa was driving a carriage toward the road marked with cart tracks toward the Duchy of Bamera in order to deliver two ladies.
Despite Karsa's calm face, he remembered something...
A strange, poor man in ragged clothes in the rain.
"You bastard, give us the medicine or we'll kill you,"
he said, while his daughter pulled at his clothes and cried,
"No, Dad, stop. Zana will get better soon. There's no need to hurt others."
... Karsa remembered that moment as a fleeting memory that had a profound effect on his life.