"Lord Isaac!"
"Lord Isaac has returned! Inform lord Morrayne, quickly!"
Isaac, sitting on a white throne and resting his head on his hand, finally opened his eyes after a long nap.
The first thing he had seen was lower mbers of the dark order inside his dark mansion, speaking loudly to each other as they spread so orders.
All of a sudden, Isaac let out a long sigh, a pink mist leaving his mouth as he said:
"I have failed. Those 2 are really stubborn."
Before he could stand up, his vision suddenly changed as he found himself in another place.
He was in a big hall that only contained a long table surrounded by 9 Thrones. There was only one larger throne at the front while the other 8 were facing each other on the sides.
There were only 2 people other than Isaac currently. The first was the one sitting on the larger throne.
He had a male physique, but he was wearing a black cloak that seed to literally devour the light.
The hall was lightened enough to show everything in the hall even for a normal human, yet the only thing Isaac could see while looking at his face was darkness.
’Kael, The Founder and First Seat, Void of the Dark Order.’
The next person was standing beside him. She was a beautiful female elf with black hair, wearing an eyeglass that was hiding her colourless eyes.
’Morrayne, Fourth Seat, Space of the Dark Order.’
Isaac looked at Morrayne, holding a wide smile over his face.
"Why didn’t you inform before teleporting suddenly, Morrayne? You know that I get so tired after entering 3 dreams in the most secure place in Eldoria, haha."
Morrayne covered her mouth with her hand, stopping herself from laughing as she replied:
"Sorry, but Kael can’t wait anymore. Give a second; I’ll teleport the others."
Kael gave them a single nod as the first mber appeared.
"A eting? Now?!"
The first was a beautiful female human wearing a black dress.
She had long flowing purple hair and a blindfold covering her eyes, with a wide smile plastered over her face.
’Uriel, Second Seat, Decay of the Dark Order.’
"Hmm? Did Isaac return already?"
The second was a female human with long, wet blue hair, blue eyes and a frozen long dress. She was sitting barefoot while hugging her legs as she continued to drip water endlessly.
’Naiva, Fifth Seat, Ocean of the Dark Order.’
"Stop kidnapping suddenly, Morrayne!"
The third was a male human.
He had red eyes and long hair that was burning above his head. His brownish skin was shining slightly under his armor that was glowing with veins of molten heat.
’Zack, Sixth Seat, Volcano of the Dark Order.’
All of a sudden, Naive jumped over Zack and hugged him tightly while rubbing her head on his armor, causing hot streams from their touch.
"Zack! I missed you so much!"
"Get out of , you wet bitch!"
"Let’s marry! The ring is ready and only waiting for your finger."
"What? No! Morrayne, teleport her away!"
Morrayne ignored them and summoned the fourth mber.
"Tsss."
He was a snake man with grey skin, green hair and green eyes. His body was covered in scales and his smile showed pairs of sharp teeth.
’Tharos, Seventh Seat, Venom of the Dark Order.’
Tharos’ gaze landed on Naiva and Zack. His eyes fell instantly as he said with sadness.
"Zack tsss, do you realize how lucky you are? How can you have a perfect obsessed woman beside you and still refuse her for years?"
"Lucky? Then just take her! You can keep that wet pervert for you."
Imdiately, Morrayne summoned the fifth one.
"Ohoho, it’s my honor to sit beside you once more, everyone."
He was a short male dwarf with a large bald head. He had a long white beard, a pair of brown eyes and he was wearing a white robe.
His face showed the marks of old age, hinting that he might not have much ti left.
Isaac sighed, so looked at the dwarf with respect, and others with pity and sadness.
’Julien, Eighth Seat, Brain of the Dark Order.’
"Summon... the... last... one."
For the first ti, Kael spoke, his voice cold, deep and terrifying.
Julien looked at the last throne with a raised eyebrow.
"Oho? Did soone worthy finally reach Tier-6? Is she little Sylith? She is really talented."
Kael and Morrayne shook their heads as the last one appeared.
He was a human man with short white hair and a pair of Crimson eyes.
He had strange red marks under one of his eyes and was wearing black pants and an elegant black suit. On his back, a black fur coat was wrapped around his shoulders, with many black bone spikes rising from the coat.
Imdiately, everyone other than Kael and Morrayne had changes on their expressions.
So looked at him with disgust, so with anger, so with shock and others with expectations.
Isaac rolled his eyes.
’Of course it’s him. Of course it’s that guy Cecil.’
Cecil was looking excitedly at everything from the other mbers to the hall itself with a mouth wide open in a smile.
"Hehehe, I’m so happy to finally sit on the sa table with all of you! I’m Cecil, Ninth Seat, Death of the Dark Order!"
*Bam!*
All of a sudden, Zack slamd the table.
"Lord Kael, please consider replacing him with Dorgath or waiting for Sylith to reach Tier-6. I can’t trust him to have this position!"
"I agree with my husband!"
"Tsss, I’d rather make a child of Fate the ninth seat."
"Ahem," Uriel cleared her throat and said, "Wasn’t he the strongest mber under Tier-6 we had? I don’t see a problem in him getting a seat after reaching Tier-6."
Isaac sighed.
"But he also has a strange history of always being the only survivor whenever he participates in a mission with soone else. All the other mbers who died on those missions are now a part of his army."
"See tss? You can’t trust such a person."
As the mbers kept arguing, Cecil kept watching nervously, blinking over and over again, and trying to say sothing but always failing.
’Man, I just got my promotion. Will I lose my new position in the first hour? Haa... the world is really cruel for innocents like .’
All of a sudden, Kael whispered a single word.
"Silence."
Instantly, everyone stopped talking, looking at Kael without making a single noise.
Kael gave them a nod and continued:
"Start... the... eting..."
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