Olga (1)

"It's you and me, Queen, shall I ask for your hand and guide you to the floor of dance?" I rested one hand on my chest and the other extended toward the ruler on the top of the throne.

The Queen frowned, apparently wasn't entertained by my performance, she said, "Are you Celestine's man?"

"I am any women's man."

She glared at me, boy, did she think it made her less beautiful?

"Answer me honestly, who are you?" she said with an intense hostile tone, "the Dark Citadel has a negative influence on any creature except monsters and dark element-user, although it doesn't kill you right away, it will seep your strength that it makes you weak..."

Then she glanced at Chloe, said, "And she's my strongest fighter, even if both of you equal, under the influence of the Dark Citadel, you shouldn't be able to defeat her."

"Okay... what's your guess, Queen?" I did admit the palace gave me a strange feeling, but perhaps due to my cultivation, it didn't affect me the same as others.

"Either you under a protection of powerful spell, you bring a powerful protection item, or you are ridiculously strong."

"Hmm, I see, I see, I like the third guess."

"That's impossible," the Queen chuckled.

"Oh, why?" I couldn't help but wrinkled my eyebrows.

"What I meant by ridiculously strong is that your strength is literally no match of the other, which I only know two names in the entire Eos Volt and Agustine..." the Queen went silent for a while, then she said, "Volt is the leader of Kuroinu Mercenary, if you are him, then you would have charged the Citadel with your army, but from the latest news, Kuroinu Mercenary hadn't arrived at the border yet, besides, I heard Volt is a large man with rough appearance, yours did not match the description."

"As for Agustine, he's the Paladin of the Capital, the aide of the Arc Bishop, Eleonora, he never left her side, so what is he doing in Dark Citadel?"

The Queen revealed a lot of information without I asked, so this land was called Eos, and then the names she mentioned were no doubt, famous people. I did not have to pretend that I knew them.

"Who's Celestine?"

"Don't play me, there is no one in the entire Eos doesn't know that name."

"I'm an exception," I shrugged and revealed a wicked smile, said, "if I were to play with you, it will be in the kinkiest possible."

"..." the Queen went silent, and then she said, "do you know me?"

"Queen, had I known a magnificent beauty such as you, I would have flown here a long time ago."

"You are... peculiar," the Queen said with a complicated tone.

"I prefer handsome fool, but peculiar sounds exotic, it's a fine nickname."

"My name is Orga Discordia, I am the Dark Elf of the Black Citadel, the Queen of the savage race."

Olga Discordia... not bad, and it's rather ironic because Olga meant Holy in Russia.

"It's a pretty name, just like the person..." I sighed, but Olga didn't seem to be affected by my praise, she continued.

From what I caught, this land of Eos was separated by the South and North area, the South was the civilized territory, while the North could be considered uncharted territory. Each territory inhabited by many races, but they were categorized by two; intelligent race and savage race, and most savage race lived in the North area.

They were called savage was not without a reason, despite their staggering strength and endurance, they lacked the ability to coordinate and strategize, also they didn't possess the technology such as the intelligent race, therefore, even though they were relentlessly assaulted the area of the South, they ended up in defeat, but unfortunately, the civilizations didn't have the religious support and particularly the financial strength to chase these monsters, so in the end, they couldn't get rid of them entirely and always in a defensive role.

Then come Olga with her Black Citadel, in fact, according to her story, she erected the Citadel with her own power, her immense Dark Arts gave the power to the Savage race in exchange for the decaying of the area within the proximity of the Black Citadel; lake turned into a poisonous swamp, the forest turned into a desert, the air was filthy and toxic, it's not a place where human or other races could live, but it's actually the haven for these monsters.

Even when the Legion left their territory and marched south to take over the land, the Dark Elf Queen's magic still improved their strength, their wounds could regenerate at astounding speed, even the severed limbs could grow with enough given time.

Thankfully, the Goddess Reborn, the High Elf Celestine Lucullus, with her power of Clairvoyance, perceived the threat of the Dark Elf Queen and built the alliance with the backing of the church, thus the 'Seven Shield Alliance', comprised of seven nations were born. Its army consisted of 7 battalions, each stationed respectively in 7 fortresses along the border to the Northland.

The High Elf stationed herself in the 7th fortress, Ken, creating the 'White Citadel' where she could pray for the war conclusion.

However, both armies were equal in strength, and the war had been dragged for centuries, with only a few short-lived ceasefires.

The long war gave birth to the professionals of its arts; mercenaries, or the soldier of fortune, in the couple first years, the alliance's army had been entirely composed of knights, but the mercenaries were eventually enlisted too.

The mercenaries started off a small band of people, and they eventually grew in size but had never been a structural or organized people, they were nothing more than a bunch of goons mixed with soldiers, simply wished to earn money, and had no intention to save anyone.

However, one man came to unite these mercenaries, from disorganized and chaotic people to a single, massive coordinated army.

His name was Volt, his army did not discriminate, whether intelligent races or savage races, as long they wanted to join, they were all to welcome.

They distinguished themselves as the third force, one who did not answer to the Alliance or the Legion, and Volt's force truly could not be underestimated, it had grown so large that it could sway the tide of the seemingly eternal battle between the Alliance and the Legion.

As for the man in charge, Volt himself, Who was he? Where he could gain this charisma and strength to shoulder the union of a bunch of grunts, goons, and gangsters into a solid army? It remained unknown and mysterious even today.

I listened to Olga's story, so technically, she's the bad guy here, or bad girl, which sounds naughty, anyway, there was no denying the savage race did not listen to the civilized discussion, instead they wanted to take and plunder everything.

How many villages they had razed? How many men they had killed? How many women they had raped?

And what most disgusting, these savage race, since they did not have female, they would use women from the intelligent race such as human, elves, or dwarves for their breeding mechanism, I couldn't imagine what kind of suffering they had gone through, and what worse, Olga allowed this to happen.

Wasn't she a female herself? What did she think if she was in their position?

"Your eyes change," I heard Olga chuckled.

"Before you see me with adoration, now it's an utter disgust..."

I didn't know if it was my misconception, but I saw a sad smile flashed on Olga's lips, and a hint of bitterness reflected in her eyes.