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The Merchant Republic Of Fuhren is a massive city that is surrounded by a 2km diameter large wall that was recently damaged at this moment.... is mostly under reconstruction.
A thousand people were killed, tens of buildings were destroyed, and to top all that, the amount of damage it received forced many of it's inhabitants- thousands of them - to migrate to either Hoelscher Empire or Heilig Kingdom under several reasons.
Originally, it should have it's businesses blooming, but recently under the rule of Malphas Strangeman, who took over Fuhren in just a few hours, has to start managing the entire Republic.
In the shadows, the criminal organizations were starting to rise, yet they don't seem to want to be around Fuhren. News would spread easily, though that would be for later.
Six hours have passed since Malphas had taken over it, and Satoru's party just arrived here. Most of them were confused about the wall and buildings that were being repaired, though they know that the Lizard they (and Satoru) defeated from hours ago did all the damage.
Eventually, their group arrived to an inn.
It was their time to rest in a settlement once again.
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"Noboru, here's your driver. Now please do take care of it. And.... goodnight." Satoru told his student after giving him his Ride Device, before proceeding to go back inside his room.
Noboru looked at his Ride Device with some regret. He learned a lesson about being careful in battle.
He would not throw it away, you know. A gift is a gift, and his sensei was scolding him because of a job not well done. The other reason was because it actually gave him enough power, not as much as his sensei, though.
Once Noboru was outside the inn, he was greeted by his classmates who have their own Ride Devices on their waists.
"Noboru-san. We were waiting for you for a while now." Shimizu spoke out as he leaned back to the wall near the door of the inn with his arms crossed.
"Yes, that's right. We were wondering if we should be a little more patient, or we could train alone without you." Akito then spoke out, as if this was scripted.
"Everyone, that's cruel of you...." Noboru sighed out, raising his arms in surrender.
Then, they walked to a place where there is practically nobody present.
Why here, though? It was simply because Shimizu has been up to deciding names for himself and his partners.
Because currently, they were all transformed to their armored states with the help of their Ride Devices.
Shimizu approached his allies, surveying their every form, even he knows what was his appearance.
"Noboru, you will call yourself Armored Rider Tower. Akito, you're... Armored Rider Cutlass. Tamai, you're Armored Rider Breaker. And I am... Armored Rider Shadows." Shimizu declared, pointing at his classmates, and then himself.
Shimizu looked like he was smiling under his helmet, and put his hands on his waist.
"So, you like it or not?"
"Hm..... Of course, yes! Those names will be official. And now, we start training. Just don't make too much noise or train too hard." Akito replied quite cheerfully, and the other male students now turned Armored Riders at this area were in an agreement.
The only problem was, they somehow returned too late (at 3:45 AM) and were completely tired from their training. The students woke up at 10:29 AM.
Meanwhile, Satoru had decided that he should visit his own clone with Melusine while the others stack up the supplies, because he kind of planned to go straight to the westmost part of the continent in the world with his students.
It wouldn't really be long before they would go to Holward, and they would reunite with the other students traversing the Orcus Labyrinth.
His clone, Malphas Strangeman has been gathering a lot of attention from the Holy Church and most of the human race steadily.
Taking over Fuhren was a feat that wasn't a joke either. He did plan all of this, after all.
[ ~ Chapter • End ~ ]
Well..... timeskip inbound.