Bright Lords Chains

Isaac easily passed the guards that were protecting the front gate of the castle.

He also gave the instruction to call all his subordinates and me in the castle.

"Ahh there are more like slaves than subordinates".

Isaac reminisced.

It was true.

Due to his Awakened ability anything that he acknowledged would gain supernatural power.

As such any contract signed by him and another party or even if he watched over the contract happening between two people would gain the ability to truly bind them in a supernatural sense.

Sometimes Isaac doubted if his Aspect was truly that of the Transcended Rank.

Of course, his Aspect could've evolved, but he would never truly know as he did not have the Spell to see.

The Spell truly had its uses.

Isaac finally arrived in a room within the castle.

A guard was stationed outside the room.

When he laid eyes on Isaac, he tremble slightly before tilting his head to the floor and opening the door toward the room.

Within the room, three figures stood within.

When was the castle guard Tessai the hunter Gemma and the leader of the handmaidens and adopted daughter of Ki Song Seishan.

The three turn their gaze towards Isaac each having a unique reaction.

Ignoring the reactions Isaac with neutral expression spoke to them.

"It's time for Gunlaug to be chained".

The three looked at Isaac their gazes varying.

They all held an undertone of worry and apprehension.

Isaac suddenly turned his gaze towards Seishan.

"Did you get the paper?".

Seishan obediently took out a piece of paper respectfully giving it to Isaac.

Isaac looked down at the paper to be more precise, the contract in his hands and the chains that will secure his authority.

Over the past year and a half he had slowly but methodically severed Gunlaug from his men.

Even after taking a majority of his power, Isaac did not strike.

Isaac didn't want to rule over the dark city.

He merely wish to be the one behind the scenes, controlling everything like a puppet master.

With that, said Isaac made sure not many people knew of him.

Especially ones living within the castle walls.

The more mysterious and elusive he was the better his control over the populist would be.

Not only that as somebody that in the eyes of others did not have any power he could hear and interact with people gaining deep insights that a person with a high status could not.

Through this method, Isaac had gained power without any shackles.

A leader and especially a person with great power would be looked up upon by the weaker people.

And ounce that being with great power gained authority he would be subject to the cruelty of weaker people.

Even the sovereign knew of this very principle.

This is why they made sure to satisfy the mundane people as much as possible, giving them the illusion of safety.

That is also why they hid their existence as well.

If humanity knew that they had three Supremes casually within the world, wouldn't they not question the great clans.

With all that power, why did they not help more than they did?

This is why Isaac made sure he was never in the spotlight to avoid such troubles.

Isaac smiled.

The smile abnormally stayed on his face a bit longer than normal before vanishing.

"It's time".

With this final words, Isaac left the room and had it straight to the throne room.

In a hall layered with gold was a few figures that stood beside golden steps.

Above the golden steps lay a throne made of gold.

Upon the gold throne was a figure dawning gold armor.

The armor was stylish and grand giving an air of superiority which permeated the mysterious golden hall.

The silent hall was then rattled by the opening of doors.

The man on the gold throne raised his chin slightly.

There was no opening in the mask instead the entire face plate was one reflective sheet.

Yet it seemed as if the man in within the golden armor could still see through the helmet.

After a while, a man walked in and behind him several people that all radiated a strong and dignified presence entered the gold hall.

If one could see the face of the man on the throne, they would've seen his eyes narrowing slightly.

"What is the meaning of this?".

The man upon the gold throne spoke.

His voice was called and deathly emotionless.

His gaze washed over the people he once called his subordinates and landed on the young man leading them.

The man was rather handsome with black hair that contrasted beautifully with his milky white skin.

His eyes were a deep gray that held a certain sharpness.

His features were dignified giving him the look of a knight.

Yeah, his clothes held the deep contradiction to his features.

They were made from different beast hides giving the young man a primal presence.

It was as if a hunter had begun to show off his slaughtered prey.

The two seeming contradictions seem to blend in with each other giving the young man a unique charm.

The young man then looked up at him, his deep gray eyes meeting the golden reflection on his helmet.

A sharp gaze never left the helmet making the man sitting on the gold throne slightly cautious.

Before he could ask his question once more, the young man spoke.

"It should be very obvious, no?".

The man responded in a neutral tone.

The hall was bathed in silence.

Then before the man on the gold throne replied the youth spoke once more.

"I am here to bind you".

In a place slightly far from the bright castle in a small building two women stood inside of closed room.

One of them had long silver hair and gray eyes, her body shrouded in intricate armor.

The other was a woman with long, pale gold hair that fell down behind her back and a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

She wore a blue cloak that interrupted her body.

Under the cloak armor could be seen yet. It was not as intricate as the silver haired woman's.

They both seem to be discussing a certain subject.

"We have more Memories that we could want right now".

The blonde woman said excitedly.

A smile could be seen on her lips.

The silver haired woman nodded.

"Yes, not only that most seem to be of the Awakened rank which will give us a great advantage in the coming battle".

The silver haired woman spoke.

The blonde woman then looked at her companion.

"You don't have to be so stubborn Neph we will be fine, we have taken many precautions".

Nephis smiled.

"I know Cas, it's just that... there is a lot hanging on this".

Nephis said to Cassia her tone soft.

Cassia "looked" at her friend comely before chuckling.

Nephis turned to her friend raising a brow.

"What's so funny".

Nephis asked confused with her friend's reaction.

Cassia smiled sincerely.

"It's nothing".

Nephis looked at Cassia in concerned.

Was her friend ok?