The King of the Sword King
The Motozawa Forest
That night the crowds filled the high-grade art performances were being performed at the Night Light Beauty Pavilion. Countless members of noble families of various races who were present in the City of Peace, were present to witness the heavenly voice of Sumniang the girl of Kinnari descent the heavenly being showing off her dance and voice art.
Not to forget also the beauty of the poetry of Baroma Lam and members of the World Wandering Art Team, making the Night Beauty Pavilion like an opera stage in modern times.
Men and women are present in selected silk garments or at least expensive satin. Handmade robes and tunics are worn by each invitation, on each hem or embroidery using specially dyed threads, using natural dyes such as spices and flowers - not common dyes sold in retail and used for mass fashion making - makes the show hall of the Night Light Beauty Pavilion like a show wealth among the nobility and the high-ranking of the city.
Coat or robe in selected colors such as vermillion, emerald color or pale Daffodil sign that the wearer is noble. At least he was a figure of a rich man in the City of Peace.
Sima Yon walked in the large hall, while occasionally picking up small meals that contained no meat - her choice fell onto the steamed bun without filling, instead, the one in the shape of a lotus flower is what he eats. While looking around, in his heart wondered,
"Why haven't these Patriarchs of the Four Clans appeared yet? Even the young master or young Patriarch had not yet shown himself" Sima Yong thought somewhat suspiciously.
Shouldn't it be, in the opening event of a big momentum like "Hunting In the Night Today" it was appropriate for the Patriarch of the Four Clans to be present as the host of the organizers? Moreover, supposedly the hunt for the night later, there is a main hunt in the form of a copy of Magic Activation named Eternal Cycle Knowledge and Truth? Sima Yong dissolved in his heralding sense, and time continued to pass.
Meanwhile, far away in a remote place to the north of the city, precisely the place outside the northern gate fortress guarded by the Golden Mage Clan (Ras Yelbeghen), is, there is a vast forest filled with Tho Flower plants or Peach Flowering Plants.
This forest filled with Tho or Peach Trees is called Motozawa Forest. This forest is reportedly a haunted forest, filled with magical and mystical things. Once upon a time when crossers tried to enter the Motozawa Forest, when they were about to enter the Northern Gate guarded by the Golden Mage Clan, the visitors were amazed at the beauty of Tho flowers which at that time was reddish - beautiful and drugging.
Because tempted by the charm of beauty or even the magic spread by the Tho flower, some border crossers consisting of traders between regions, recklessly entered into the formation of the Motozawa forest.
The fact that happened was that, up until this moment, some of the border crossers who had rashly entered the Motozawa Forest formation, had never heard from the news. There is news of the bird, that the sassy border crossing merchant has died and become a victim at the altar of worship of the Golden Witch Clan, which always performs the ritual worship of Altan the legend of the golden witch. Altan is the right hand of the ruler of the underground world which means the ruler of hell earth.
From then on, none of the cross-border survivors had any interest in entering the City of Peace through the North Gate. Moreover, the news circulated that every border crosser who is female, always disappeared after passing through the North Gate.
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Deep in the Motozawa Forest, there was a large tall man and a majestic appearance. His face was handsome, with jet-black hair decorated with a kind of gold crown whose edges contained the new stones of Ruby and Pearl.
His eyes poked like dragon eyes, so deep as the winter air, while his wide shoulders displayed strength like a reliable fighter worth watching.
This handsome man was the Patriarch of the Golden Mage Clan named Flying Claw or Flying Claw. His name was somewhat strange because all the members of the Clan were descendants of the two-headed dragon race.
The Flying Claw slowly approached the middle of the Motozawa Forest, where there was an altar of worship to Altan the Golden Witch.
"You can stop at the red line's boundary" said Flying Claw giving orders to five other men who followed him towards the altar of worship in the Motozawa Forest.
The Gold Mage Clan members consisting of the clan Elder as well as a youngster who was the son of the Patriarch himself, obediently and instantly stopped at the red line boundary marked by the Flying Claw. The Patriarch's word is law. Who transgresses, only death will be obtained. Even against the biological children themselves, this law applies absolutely. As a race of Yelbeghen descendants, the Flying Claw is very fond of mating. His children are many, maybe hundreds, maybe even thousands.
However, babies who are born without talent will be immediately executed and sacrificed at this altar of worship. It was their agreement as the legendary Altan Worshiper Clan - the Golden Witch.
Wush !
Soon a thick smoke emerged from the direction of the altar, and a golden silhouetted figure formed in front of the altar. Flying Claw immediately prostrated worship, followed by his followers from a distance, at the boundary of the red line.
"How are the news about the Secret Copies of Eternal Cycle Knowledge and Truth? Have you made sure you will win the night hunt and be able to obtain a copy of that immortality technique?" ask the golden silhouette to the Flying Claw.
The voice was so ancient, it sounded terrifying like a voice coming from the depths of a boundless abyss. Creepy and make the feathers bristling. Altan answered,
"Hamba has prepared everything as recommended by His Majesty the Golden Witch Altan.
The servant even sent the beloved son of the servant, the next Patriarch to compete in the Night Hunt in the ancient ruins later" replied Flying Claw reassured.
In a prostrating position, he glanced at his favorite child named Canine Teeth or Teeth Taring. This Canine Teeth is her hundredth child, and has talent as a very high magician. In addition to high martial cultivation at level one SAGE realm, this Canine Teeth was a magician with magic power at the DAO Quasi Soul Master rank.
Of course with magic abilities at this dao quasi-rank, plus some Magic Artifacts and Noble Phantasm, then the Flying Claw's expectations were so great that the young patriarch would come out victorious, after all, and plunge a copy of the Eternal Cycle Knowledge and Truth from the Ancient Ruins later. Flying Claw smiled happily, remembering the cleverness of his beloved son.
"Good !" said that golden-colored silhouette.
"The Soul of Altan is getting weaker. If I do not immediately obtain a copy of the Eternal Demon Knowledge and Truth technique later, I fear that Altan's soul will be lost..
You know what that means, right? When Altan leaves, all of your powers and magic abilities and members will weaken, and your Golden Mage Clan will only become memories and be long forgotten from the memories of the residents of Peace City" replied the golden silhouette threateningly.
Flying Claw, shiver. He did not want the glory of their Golden Mage Clan, which for hundreds of years had triumphed in the City of Peace, to be wiped out by other powers as their support and visitation faded.
"Flying Claw won't let that copy be obtained by someone else. The Gold Mage Clan will ensure that the technique will only be obtained by our Gold Mage members" Faling Claw said as he gritted his teeth.
That golden aura only let out a snorting sound. He said,
"Now you and your followers can return. Don't raise any suspicion. Isn't it too strange that you as one of the hosts are not present at the opening party of the Night Hunt?"
Flying Claw breathed a sigh of relief. He often felt oppressed if he had to meet the spirit figure of Altan the Golden Witch.
"Hamba please excuse Your Majesty" said Flying Claw.
Shortly thereafter the Motozawa Forest became quiet, silent and invisible. All that seemed was an ordinary-looking altar of worship, and it did not attract that attention. The golden aura figure was gone, along with the departure of Fling Claw and his clan members to the Night Beauty Pavilion.
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