Cursed Thrones
Chapter 44 - Unexpected Genesis

"This is for the three arrows. Know it? I think I'll buy 2 more if you have one. Pretty useful for critical moments" Brian said, handing over 10 coins to Jareth.

Jareth, of course, was quite happy that the three of them survived, now feeling astonished at Brian's words.

"You-you? Since when are you this rich?"

"100 gold coins after hunting Wyvern. There's nothing more fun than that, you know?" reply Brian.

Cecilia and Hella were seen walking around. Noting that Jareth's collection is declining more and more.

"Jareth?! Rather than talking a lot what if you work?! Your stock of gear is running low! I didn't even find the arrow I wanted!" cecilia in the distance.

"Mana Rock.... Why isn't it here." said Hella, who was busy looking at the pile.

Not yet Cecilia complained again, someone seemed to open the door from this store. Ring the bell that's on that door.

'Kling! Kling!!'

"Excuse me." said Jareth briefly who soon left Brian and his group.

One thing that has made Brian suspicious is the fact that Jareth has been wearing neat clothes since the beginning.

Where as usual, Jareth was still busy forging behind that door. Wearing only thin clothes and in sweaty conditions.

"Huwaah, are you serious? Now this shop has visitors?" cecilia complained as she approached Brian.

"Isn't that a good thing? From the beginning, this was our goal, right? Always shop here until the store is quite crowded. But.... Wh why? We haven't done much?"

Brian's plan was to continue wearing the equipment from Jareth's forging. Not only cheap, but also quite high quality.

And if someone makes a big achievement with Jareth's forging, then the reputation of his homemade equipment will increase drastically. Make the store more crowded and may also sell hard.

But at the moment, Brian and his group have not made much of an achievement. The hunt for Wyvern which was quite great was also just finished.

Why is this store so crowded?

"Eh? That's our goal? Not to make this shop the main headquarters?"

"You...."

"But thank goodness. Jareth seems like a good guy." - Timpal Hella, who is now preparing to pay for his groceries. Seen in his hands were some magic stones and also accessories.

......***......

"It's boring. We can't relax in Jareth's place anymore?" cecilia.

"From the beginning it wasn't a place to relax." Brian replied.

"Are we going to take a new Quest?" ask Hella.

The third conversation did not seem so connected. With three different thoughts, of course it is a natural thing.

On the one hand, Cecilia who had felt comfort in this human territory began to blend in well. It was even too good that his attitude became much more relaxed than the previous one.

Then on the other hand, Brian, who had realized that he was not the main character in this world, started thinking about things to survive better.

One of them is by strengthening itself. Both physically, mentally, and financially. Making his mind almost always serious.

And finally, Hella who slowly began to forget the fear of her past, now began to open herself to this new group.

Start not afraid to familiarize yourself, and eager to continue starting new adventures.

"Look, we just made quite a lot of money. What if I take a little rest?" brian Proposal.

"Agreed!" cecilia shouted loudly.

"Eh? A break? But what about the other quests?"

While fixing the large sword on his back, Brian retaliated.

"in 3 days, we will have an adventure. Oh yeah, where are you gonna stay? Do you want to stay close to both of us?"

"Mmmm.... I don't think that's a bad idea. All right, I'll...."

Before Hella could finish his words, a man suddenly came blocking the way of the three of them.

"Well.... Huh.... Huh...."

The man had a quite shabby appearance with tattered clothes. His hair was long enough to cover his ears, with a deep black color.

Not only that, there were many scars all over his body.

"Hmm? Can we help you?" ask Brian.

"You.... Because of you two.." said the man with a voice so heavy.

"Brian, do you know him?" ask Cecilia curiously.

"No.." Brian replied as he shook his head. Brian began to frown and watched the figure of the man closely.

Little by little, Brian could remember the figure of the Man. And at that moment, Brian's eyes opened wide.

After realizing the man's true figure.

"Haha.... Ahahaha!!!"

The man laughed so loudly, like a man who had lost his mind. Fishing the attention of quite a lot of city dwellers during the day.

Suddenly....

'Brruuukkkk!!!'

A very powerful punch pointed right at Brian's chest. Brian who had enough reflexes was able to withstand the blow with both of his arms.

But unfortunately, the punch was strong enough to throw him tens of meters away.

'Braakkkk! Bruukk! Shruuukkk!!!'

His body was dragged over the cobblestone path. But the leather armour she was wearing was able to protect Brian well.

"Haha! Die up! You're going to die!!!" the man shouted while continuing to laugh.

'So powerful?! Her.... He's Ronald, right? Is he really this strong?' brian thought in his heart while watching his arms.

There were not many injuries he had sustained, just a little pain from that blow alone.

"Hella, can you stop him?" ask Cecilia briefly.

"Not without killing him.... But.... Who her? And why?"

"Curtain, is that it? If his name is not Ronald. Maybe he took revenge on both of us for meddling in his affairs? But why now? And why does it look like that?"

In the distance, a figure of Ronald who continuously attacked Brian with his bare hands. Gave a punch and kick strong enough to throw Brian's body.

On the other hand, Brian himself only survived. Not because he can't fight back. But....

"Oi! Ronald! What the hell happened to you?! Why are you like this?!"

"Shut up! Be quiet!! Shutup!!! You just have to die because you separated me from her!" ronald continued with anger.

Ronald's eyes turned red, as though they were full of wounds. His gaze was filled with such deep anger and hatred.

'Brukk! Bruk!! Bruukkk!!!'

A barrage of punches was given by Ronald. But Brian held everything in with both arms. Not giving a single reply.

'I can still hold it. Is this the effect of Hecate's extra blood? Or is Ronald not that strong?'

"Stop there and...."

When one of the city guards was about to stop the fight of the two....

"Shut up!"

'Blaaaarrr!!!

Ronald swung his left arm towards the guard soldier's head. He slammed and smashed his head easily.

It is like an arm that destroys fruit. Blood was splashed in all directions.

"No.... Nooooooooo!!!"

Leave Brian only in a gaping state.

'Yes-who's right?! With just a light blow?! In other words....'

"Damn it! Why don't you want to be broken like them?! You should've been destroyed!!!" ronald shouted with an increasingly explosive anger.

Suddenly....

'Bab!!!'

An arrow pierced right into Ronald's left chest. About right in his heart.

"Kugghhhh!"

Blood began to drip from Ronald's chest and mouth. But nevertheless....

'Akkl!'

Ronald broke the arrow and turned his body. Staring at the figure of Cecilia who was holding a bow in the distance.

"You too.... A fucking woman like you...."

"Eh? I missed?"

Ronald walked slowly towards Cecilia. Clenching both of his hands, preparing to lash out a punch at the girl.

But....

'Kreetakk!! Ttraakk!'

Suddenly, Ronald's two legs won't move. Don't want to be moved one bit. When he looked down at the ground, ice had covered both of his feet.

It made Ronald unable to step up without crushing his own two legs. Afterwards, Ronald looked towards a girl with black hair.

The girl standing beside Cecilia raised her wooden staff, with a bluish magic circle at the end. Around him were several guard soldiers.

"Why.... Why would.... Why?!! Why is everyone interfering with my business?!!" ronald shouted with a burning rage.

"Let go!! Quickly let go of me!!! Why doesn't anyone let me kill them both?! Why?!"

"Master, what should we do?" ask Hella.

The few guards beside Hella were silent. They were afraid of the horrors brought by that man named Ronald.

But on the other hand, killing the target directly without going through the legal process by the Sacred Commandment is also not a good thing.

They should have caught and judged him properly for all his deeds.

It's just in a situation like this....

"Mu-kill him." one of the city's guard soldiers replied.

"Understanding." Hella briefly replied before amplifying her ice magic.

In the distance, precisely inside one of the lodging rooms near the scene....

A black-haired man in neat noble clothes was watching everything from behind the window.

He grasped a lump of flesh with a reddish color in his right hand, which was nothing but a heart.

Blood seemed to be flowing down his arms.

"Mr Aldebaran." said a waiter with long, unraveled black hair.

"I understand, Naila. He won't last much longer. It seems that the limits of the human body are only so far. Because of that.." reply the man.

The man began to aim at his left palm, and quickly several pitch-black magic circles began to appear around that heart.

'Deg! The deg!!'

The heartbeat in his hand was getting faster. It's getting stronger too.

Slowly, its reddish color began to turn pitch-black. Similarly, his blood thickened and turned black.

With that unknown magic, the man spoke again.

"Room away, Aeshma. The race is entirely for you."

'Deg! The deg!'

"Amuughhh!!!" ronald shouted in pain.

"Huh? What are you doing?" cecilia asked Hella.

"Prepare to freeze her whole body?" reply Hella.

"Kouaaghhh!!!"

Soon, Ronald began spewing blood from his mouth. But not red blood, but blood with a thick black color.

Brian who saw that from the other side, felt very confused.

"What's going on? Hella's magic?"

'Spraaasshhh!!!'

Something appeared to emerge from Ronald's back, resembling a wing. But only the bones, with a blackish color and a little netting around it.

"Aarrggh! What the.... Aaaarrrghhhh!!!'

'Spraaassshhh! Bruukk!'

With Ronald's shout, he immediately fell to the ground. His frozen feet immediately crumbled and shattered.

Laying on this hard stone road, it did not move in the slightest.

"What's going on?"

"It's over?"

For some reason, Brian felt a very evil and very terrible air around Ronald's body.

It was all just his hunch. Till....

"Run!"

The screams from Orlog sounded clearly inside his head.

In this world, only two things were certain for Brian.

The first is the fact that he is no one in this world.

And the second....

It is a fact, that the warning from Orlog means a very great danger. In other words....

Deaths.

'Kraaak! Kraaakk! Spraaasshhh!!!'

From Ronald's body, his legs that had been severed grew back. But with horrible pitch black flesh and skin.

Not only that, the wings that were not perfect before, now began to grow a skin that allows it to fly.

Last....

"Gaaarr!! Damn, why do I have to control this weak body? At least give me the commander's body a sacred order or something." Ronald said, but now in a totally changed voice.

His voice sounded like a woman's voice. With a low enough tone, and enveloped by a dense evil air.

Slowly, two long, curved black horns began to grow on his forehead.

His fingers began to turn into sharp claws, with pitch-black nails. So did his eyes that turned black.

While his own mouth is now filled with sharp fangs that are ready to pounce on their prey.

After seeing that performance, Brian finally regained his senses.

At the cry of the previous Orlog.