The Eternity: The Colour of Fate

The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapter 21



Chapter 21: Who Would have thought?


[NORMAL POV]


A year later.


Ghost Monarchy, a name of an affiliated society in the underworld. No one is clear about the reason for its establishment, nor the founder and leader of this organization.


One thing is clear, behind this organization, stood 5 higher-ups who take care of their respective fields and also, the leader known as the ruler of the night. But still, no one knew clearly what they were like.


A mysterious organization, that's what people think about it.


Hap! A boy in his 140s cm height jumped down from a high wall, in the middle of a deserted street of the population. He wears a milo-brown robe with a hood that covers part of his face.


The wind blew, blowing off the hood she was wearing, letting her display brilliant bluish-black hair. White face with deep blue eyes decorate her small face. His body is quite high, with a balanced body proportion, adds to the impression of maturity.


He was young, more precisely only 10 years old when people viewed him as a teenager in general. And, who would have thought if with his small body, he controlled hundreds of people from that day-the day of the establishment of the Ghost Monarchy.


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To protect my steps when something bad happens, that's the main reason the master told me to form this organization. His own arrangement consisted of Me, as the chief leader, Master as the advisor, and five people called the 'Five Pillars of the underworld.' And the rest are 'regular' residents who are interested.


Well, who would suspect it, right? I, at the age of just stepping on the first 10 years of my life at this time, actually formed a group. And, who would have thought if it would grow this big!? Truly, believe it or not, the existence of this small group that I set up would rapidly expand to rival other similar groups in the underworld.


The Five Pillars of the Underworld, this is the name that refers to the five people who master a certain field (Sort of minister: red) they themselves are chosen by the teacher because in addition to being trustworthy, they are, they are also quite good at handling problems in their field.


Well, you could say I only bear the name, however, everything is still controlled by the master. Not because of anything else, but because of the master who told me to keep growing stronger. In the future, they will just stand behind me and support me. Their existence, is not an existence where they have to protect me, but rather I have to protect them and those who will continue to support me.


The first pillar is Louise, she handles economics. The second pillar was Uncle Edward, he handled politics and power. The third pillar is Alice, who handles the cultural and social fields. The fourth pillar is Ryan, who handles the information field. And lastly Bartolomeo, he handled the field of warrior training.


And also because the Ghost Monarchy members are too many if I have to take care of, so I decided to divide each of the 50 people per pillar. They themselves in addition to dealing with problems in their field, they are also required to train 50 subordinates according to their field.


Like Louise, who taught her members to besides being able to fight, they also had to be able to do other professional jobs, such as cooking, trading, making crafts, and so on. Then it was Edward's uncle who taught him how to deal with political tactics, as well as various ways to make profitable deals.


Then Alice, whose members were mostly female fighters, also had a hand in teaching them all kinds of things that women could do besides fight, especially as teachers, secretaries, secretaries, et cetera. Then there was Ryan, the youngest of the other pillars, but even so, I assigned him to teach his members how to be spies and get confidential information. And lastly Bartolomeo, I asked him to teach his subordinates about the stratagem of war, and how to fight in urgent conditions. Well, even though he's stupid, but when it comes to muscles he's the winner.


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