Looking for a Save Point: The Upcoming War

[kyonides]

Chapter Two

At Your Service

Let us talk about what happened to our fellow adventurer Wulfo, the hybrid or tribrid or whatever you want to call that creep. Instead of appearing in the twisted kingdom of Relishia like your servitor or the eerie Moon Witchdom like Melana did, he was somewhere else. What makes it unbearable is that he was free to travel to any place at any time, just because. We were trapped but he could spend his days eating vegetables all day long. Really, you should definitely hate that guy.

I know, right now I should focus on what had transpired in the last six months. Yet, I warn you that somehow you will end up despising him. Do not take me at my word, just keep reading and draw your very own conclusions. Something makes me think you will wind up agreeing with me and demand his head to be cut off at once.

While Melana and your servitor were treated like petty criminals, he had become the real gangster here. Seriously, I mean every single word of mine, guys. That werewolf was playing in the big leagues. Fine, he was no king nor duke nor chancellor for sure. Nevertheless, he was like the fourth or fifth most important public figure in Cisylvannia, the Sheriff of Lupresti. Now do not complain about not having warned you about how weird this world actually is!

At this point you might want to learn about why the county of Lupresti has a relevance in that sort of kingdom, and that is quite understandable indeed. Basically it is one of the richest regions of the phantasmagorical Cisylvannia, its gold reserves should exceed the two thousand ingots limit usually established by any royal treasury according to Relishian sources.

We have not confirmed it as of today but rumors spread wide concerning the county possessing a golden totem or a similar artifact that would multiply precious metals like crazy. Thanks to its misty barriers or magical detours, nobody has ever reached the county town to even make a drawing of its valuable treasure. Nope, not even the black knight.

Right after the arrest of Stinky Old Fart, an one eyed guy they hat beaten for misconduct at some local tavern, many of us learned how some Wolf or Wulfy had become an agent of the Red Full Moon Army. It is a well known organization used to making quite excessive demands to their targets, kidnapping pets like calico cats and cat girls, or they simply show up one day in your county and burn a town to ashes just for fun or lack of patience.

What makes it even worse in my humble opinion is the nonsensical fact that he had already been ascended to the rank of captain. This should be impossible for a newcomer unless he had committed some heinous crimes in the last couple of months, don’t you think?

The only thing that makes it sound credible is that he got to bear his new companion all day long. I am talking about a flying creature with a stubborn tail that could probably be that bothersome dragonfly Silly. Well, at least that Old Fart’s description lead me to think it could not be anybody else but her, he, he. Though I cannot really explain how she could have left Alex and a desperate otherworldly gamer behind just like that. Once again this alternate world is full of mysteries…

Stinky also showed us last night how that extremely dangerous pet had almost killed him after he had stolen her favorite toy, some green apple she had collected in the woods by chance. It seems those dragonflies do not eat apples. I am ninety percent convinced she got to be that pesky Silly!

Here is where Wreck Hogan, the fearsome zombie killer, entered the scene to tell his weird tale. By some unknown means he got a tip from one of his victims. He claimed that the Red Full Moon Army was planning to attack a border city of our kingdom before winter had ended.

I was in need of meditating on this for a couple of hours. It really sounded weird for I had never seen a single snow crystal falling down in my travels. So I guess that for the time being I can only suspect that such a city is located quite far to the north of this dungeon and is surrounded by a snowy mountain range. Why would that wolf’s pack ever pick such a remote and seemingly insignificant location as their next target?

“Mock of a knight, get out of your cell! I said now!” the unbearable guard ordered all of sudden.

While I was focused on telling you our stories sitting on the floor of my comfortable suite, that guy interrupted me and made another guard open the door quickly. Somehow I was there, free to go anywhere just as that smelly bag of dog fleas. I mean, I was no longer guilty of stealing bread and cheese. Obviously, it was hard to believe from the very beginning.

This place looks pretty much like a middle age kingdom where the law was rewritten at will by those nefarious nobles I despise. Even so they had forgotten everything in a blink of an eye. Or is life never that easy, my dear readers? By the way, another guard was leading me to their storage room to pick up my belongings.

“So is this the infamous man Kyonides? Is he truly the dreadful black knight?” some forty year old guy asked us then.

“Yes, sir! This is your man indeed” the sweating guard replied at once.

“What the hell is going on here?” I mumbled while looking around trying to find that mysterious visitor somewhere.

Finally that guy decided it was about time to reveal himself by drawing closer and closer to the torches. The slightly fat male was wearing some fancy clothing as he were some darn nobleman.

“Wow! I am afraid time is manner just as the treasure hunters often say” the middle aged man exclaimed as if he were running late.

Quite strange. We had never met before and yet, he was trying to put me under a lot of pressure as if it were my fault and not his that we had not left the dungeon half an hour ago or so. What was his stupid plan? To lead me to worse place than my cold cell?

“So what am I supposed to say now?” I inquired of him. “At your service!?”

“My goodness! It is good to hear that, poor peasant!” the noble shouted joyfully. “Let us leave this obnoxious place and head to our quarters for the time is drawing near, as you might already know, black knight Kyonides.”

OK, mentioning my alleged title really made me shiver right then. Somehow I certainly knew that my humid cell was the only safe place around I could ever find if I did not manage to run away at the very first chance I can get.

To be seen if I ever continue it!