Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 142: Merchant (III): Samira

Rezar didn't see the need of traveling with an entourage, but as Priest has mentioned more times than he wanted to hear, a king did now walk the land unguarded, unprotected and alone. He didn't have to use so many words to describe it, but Rezar got the basic gist, which was why Screet and Kitagawa were with him as his main guards, there were a few kitsunes following behind, but they were more of an escort for the massive cart being pulled by two cavern moles.

Rezar looked at the two massive moles with a despondent look on his face, ever since Neema died the moles have had their work efficiency dropped a little, for a while Rezar worried that they would turn feral like the monsters they once were, but now they seemed to have been domesticated and where actively breeding to increase their population. Unlike the undead ants allocated to tunneling, the moles were the literally the best miners in all of Elysium, or at least that they had access to.

And Necron was sitting on a very massive mineral deposit, and it wasn't limited to a single ore or jewel. Rezar didn't know why but his budding city by the sea was literal treasure chest of natural minerals. And it would take a very long, long time before those natural deposits ran out. And this in turn meant lots of money for the kingdom. The moles could actually be a considerable commodity, domesticated cavern moles could mine and make caves with the best of them, and he reckoned the dwarves will find them quite fascinating.

Rezar was riding on Tony, unlike last time he was fully dressed in what he could only describe as stuck up and restricting. He was going for a fight, and Melves awesome tailors they were taking advantage of that fact, and made him an 'official suit' that suited his rather pompous title of the Bone King. A silver blazer with the depiction of a white skull on his back. This was basically a tux for hard core meth heads or rockers. He trousers were black and he had a silver long coat with gold highlight that just sat on his shoulder. Vita Gratia was in its as Gynaika had put it 'Ceremonial Sheath'. Both Khopesh were hanging on his left hip. they looked nice.

Behind the massive cart of materials being pulled was a smaller one made of metal that actually held two prisoners. One was the former goblin king Tristian who Rezar just couldn't trust to leave alone back at Necron, and the second was the dark dryad that they had met when the area was first claimed. At full speed, it took Jason almost seven hours to discover the town they were heading to, which should be one of the main bases for the Dustin Crowe merchant company.

Jason was extremely fast for an undead minotaur, Rezar reckoned he was probably as fast as a real world cheetah in full sprint. And unlike the cheetah, Jason was undead so he never got tired and could for as long and as far as he wanted to. So it stood to reason their leisure march would force them to take at least a day before they got to town. The sun was already dipping down the horizon, the sea could be seen in its shimmering form with a beach no more than two hundred meters to their right and the boundaries of the Kerwood forest a 100 to their left.

There was no road, and the land though covered in lush green carpet grass was completely uneven and filled with bumps and hidden rocks making the progress of the carriage a little slow, due its constant bumbling about. Hut never the less they were making good progress, and what Rezar wanted to do the most right now, was talk to his first and longest prisoner, and in this case a hostage.

"So do you have a name, or do I have to keep calling you hostage, or dark dryad?" Rezar asked as he slowed Tony to an even walk besides the cart/cage carrying her and Tristian.

She shuddered when he spoke, Rezar was no fool he knew she was quite afraid of him, but that much was understandable because the first time they had met, she had tried to kill him, and in return he had wiped out a couple of her friends and then tortured answers out of her. He didn't even ask for much information, he just wanted to know who sent her, and she knew eventually he would come to fill in the missing blanks. Rezar Deathwind could be considered handsome, and his features like hair and eyes made him look really exotic, but anyone would take one look at him and the world villain would come up.

Not that Rezar would have cared, he would happily embrace such a title if it got him what he wanted. The real world wasn't one that was built on heroes and chivalry regardless of what the history books would say. And based on what he's found out, Elysium was soon going to become the real world, thankfully the Bone King was not the name of a hero.

"My name is Samira Nightoak your majesty." Rezar had to give her props, even with the fear in her eyes she was still able to answer him swiftly and with an even tone, guess he wasn't as much of a monster as she thought he was he needed to do something about that.

"The Merchant company that hired you, what can you tell me about them?"

Rezar asked, but before she could say anything, Rezar whipped his head to the left and stretched his hands to the left, plucking a glowing arrow out of the air as it left burn marks on his palm. He looked towards Kerwood forest as people surged out of it weapons held high and murder in their eyes. Rezar could only look at them with a smile as he said.

"Finally! Some action!"