Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

Chapter 141: The Show Begins.

The Mystic Society Guild and the Twilight Chaos Guild grouped together and moved towards the dungeon gate that was opened for them.

The other group consisting of the six guilds walked to the other gate while being accompanied by the Duke who happily talked with them.

"You must've got a good deal there right, Vincent? There's also this one hell of an easy war...", Theodore laughed as he looked at a serious-faced man.

The man in question was Vincent Frawley, the guild leader of the Crimson Dawn Guild, who was also the temporary head of the Six Guilds Alliance.

He was a tall man with a muscular frame and broad shoulders, his grey hair on his head and his thin eyebrows along with his sharp eyes made him look serious-faced every time.

"And how does that concern you, Sir Duke? I'm sure we've all got something. As for this war? It'll be quick, I promise.", Vincent replied without a change on his face.

Theodore couldn't help but chuckle, there was this confidence that the man oozed as if whatever was happening was all under his calculations.

"Well, I suppose that does assure me. But don't underestimate them, as you hardly know anything about him..."

Vincent paused as he narrowed his eyes and asked blankly.

"And whom do you refer by him?"

Theodore frowned in seriousness, his eyes looking at Vincent with a bit of...fear.

"Dante Grimsby."

*****

A round-shaped portal of blue and green colours stood in front of the two guilds as they reached the gate of the dungeon from where they would enter.

The old butler who guided them through the path of the castle compound gave the two leaders a nod as he said.

"This is the way, Sirs. You can enter the dungeon any time you want, but I would suggest you do so at the earliest. The gate will be closed after everyone enters and will only be opened when the guild war has ended "

Rhodes smiled at the man as he replied.

"Thank you. You can leave for now, we'll enter when we see it right."

The butler nodded with a shrug and walked away, leaving the members of the two guilds who stood unmoving at the place.

A man with a worried face stepped forward from behind and asked quietly.

"Sir Rhodes, are we sure about doing this? There's a high chance we'll be all killed in this guild war. There's even Young Miss Selena who's going to take part in it..."

Turning to the man, Rhodes made a guilty face as he shook his head.

"We can't back down now, Evan. As for Selena, you know she always insists on coming when there's action. There's no stopping her."

Evan, an executive member in the Mystic Society Guild who had come to stop the guild leader under the requests of several members, could only sigh at the turndown.

"I...no..We....We'll follow you no matter the danger, Sir. You have never let us down. And I'm sure this time will be the same."

Howard had his eyes lit up, as several thoughts and ideas started to rise in his mind, making him smile cunningly.

"Hehehe....I think this is going to make a lot of profit for me."

The man patted his clothes and walked out of the room, ready to start his plan as he called some of his subordinates.

*****

Outside the Edenmont City.

Deep into the forest where there was a lonely and eery tent erected in the middle of nowhere.

A man wearing a hat and a dusty black cloak walked out from the tent as two other men followed behind closely.

If Felix was here, he would recognise one of the two men standing behind the man with the hat, as he was the one who had once caught and locked him up inside the tent.

The other man was wearing a dark mask on his face, his steps and presence were very low compared to the other two.

Cedric, the man who had caught Felix, smiled as the sunrays filtered through the leaves and fell on his face.

"Ahh....today's such a good day. I wonder how it feels like to kill someone in this weather.", there was a normal tone in his voice, as if there was nothing wrong with what he said.

The man wearing the hat had an amused look on his face, as he chuckled while rubbing the ring on his finger.

"Well, it seems luck isn't on your side. Our mission starts only at midnight."

Cedric rolled his eyes and then shrugged his shoulders as he replied.

"Ugh...who cares, Edgar. You're too old-fashioned. I'll just murder someone for fun sake, it's not like there's anything wrong with that."

The man named Edgar turned around slowly, as a terrifying aura pressed onto the two men making them break out in cold sweat.

"I won't repeat myself. The mission starts at midnight. There must be no mistakes, or there will be...consequences."

Cedric and the masked man gulped under their breath, before nodding at him as they remembered the things that the man was capable of doing.

But nevertheless, as people with evil in their hearts, there was no way they would just follow somebody's orders, no matter who they were.

"Let's walk. We'll take our time to reach Edenmont City. As their fall is imminent anyways."

Edgar moved onwards with his hands behind his back, his lips curling up at the thoughts of what was stored there for him at the destination.

'This is going to be my chance. A chance to get what I truly deserve...'

Cedric and the masked man followed behind him, with a large crowd of people wearing cloaks and stepping out of the tent one by one.

There was an endless number of people making a long line in the forest, all of whom moved in order towards the direction of Edenmont City.

The monsters living in the forest ran away the moment they saw them, as the aura they were emitting could make anyone fall onto their knees.

The Dark Guilds, or at least a part of them, had finally decided to show their faces to the city that they had been eyeing for so long.