Vengeance of the Returner

Chapter 198: Where everything began

Soon the wheels stopped in front of a jade green building similar to the previous Portal chamber they were in.

"Nix wake up..."

A caring yet feminine voice perked his ears. 

Rubbing his eyelids with a yawn, he slowly opened his eyes where a beautiful maiden was looking down at him and under his head, he sensed a tender softness.

"Did we reach?"

He asked indifferently without taking his head from her lap. Neither Cinzia nor Camila was there. Yeril was in a different carriage. At the moment there were only four of them including Nix was, Oria, Reegan, and Rebecca. He could also see a coy smile on Rebecca's face.

" yes"

Oria replied.

"Okay."

He said and slowly rose from Rebecca's lap pillow.

"Thank's Miss Rebecca... Didn't know you'd give me a lap pillow"

He said with gratitude.

"I did it just because you seemed tired, that's it."

She said, wearing a straight face.

"Anyway, thank you."

He said indifferently and jumped off his carriage and walked towards the chamber which was also surrounded by several soldiers.

Unlike his assumption Oria was actually some sort of big shot when she walked out there were few of them that saluted her and paved the way for them to give priority to entering.

As soon as they set foot inside the chamber. Oria went towards the portal operator and showed him some documents to which he nodded.

Later she walked toward Nix and his team and stood beside them inside the portal circle.

"Switch it"

She ordered looking at the Operator and he pulled the lever. Quickly they were covered by the blinding light and found themselves inside a similar chamber in Ranrak.

"Welcome Lord of Transgressors."

A man wearing fancy clothes, seemingly a noble, slightly bowed before along with a priest. There were also a few knights and some royal guards wearing their shiny armors holding spears.. Even Rebecca was dazed by the treatment. In fact, she knew Heredia is the one the Royal Dynasty worships; she was fascinated by their behavior.

Well, A god's influence is certainly otherworldly. 

"Greetings Knight Rebecca."

One of her subordinates bowed.

It was a man who seemed to be around his thirties possessing a muscular body while wearing an armor set resembling the one she used to wear. It was something that only the captains wear, so she was furious to see her position being replaced.

"Hmm, looks like you are selected as the head for the Trident knight's now?"

She asked indifferently.

"Yes, Miss Rebecca."

"Understood."

She nodded.

"So, what's my position in this war?"

Nix asked the nobleman with anger in his eyes.

"Sir Nix, Please take some rest and we can talk about this later."

The Nobleman said with a wry smile.

He seemed very anxious as his eyes wandered without looking into Nix's and he was sweating like a pig.

"Firstly who the fuck are you?"

NIx asked arrogantly. 

The man didn't introduce himself in the first place and went off-topic too. He seemed to be trying to cover up the mistake his king made or just doing what he was ordered. Nix was even furious and very eager to have a conversation with the king; the desperateness and the helplessness Nix felt were something that scarred his heart.

Regardless of all this the man bent his back and began speaking to Nix as politely as possible.

"Apologies, Lord Nix...I am Breon, the administrator of the city and the advisor of the king. I understand that you are angry about the blunder we made. I hope that you'll understand our side as well."

"Show me the way to the training grounds."

"But... don't you need to rest Lord Nix?" The knight captain said with concern.

"Hah, Alright let me take some rest."

Nix sighed and looked out of the portal where several carriages were waiting. It seemed kinda going overboard from his point of view. He did not complain though he just followed Breon and stood in front of the carriage.

"Please get in Lord Nix."

He said, opening the door of the carriage.

He slightly nodded and entered and soon Breon entered as well. His clan members and others got inside different carriages as well.

"Goddess Heredia said that you are angry with our city... To be honest We are still wary of you. But, according to the rumors you possess something that can indeed destroy a city. With you as our war commander, we could easily defeat the Outlaws."

"Administrator Breon... Let me ask you something."

Nix frowned looking at his eyes in a very low yet threatening tone.

"Yes, You may... Lord Nix."

"You corrupted people don't have a sliver of self-respect, do you? Fucking smiling and switching treatments. What right do you have to demand? something within my power. And why did you even assume that I possess something like that? Did you witness me using such power?"

Nix asked mockingly.

"No"

"Then can you please hold your horses?"

Nix frowned and turned his head towards the window and peered at the bustling city.

Everything was the same. The people, the crowd, the buildings, the streets everything was the same. This was the place where everything began. This was where he was branded, this was the place that kicked him out and now he was treated like royalty. 

He mockingly smirked at Breon thinking how ironic it was. Nix certainly was not an arrogant person but, facing these men induced anger that he had long buried within him. All the plans he had were shattered but now was the time to enjoy the chance.

War? He did not care about such things. At the moment he was absorbed by the ecstasy in irritating the Royal slaves and the government that runs it.

"Welcome, Sir Breon."

A man in a suit opened the door of the carriage with his back bent. Judging from his black suit and the body language he seemed to be the butler of the guest house Nix was taken to.

Breon was the first one to get out and Nix followed suit.

"Lord Nix, Excuse me since I have a duty to do.  We can meet in the evening."

Breon explained and left after leading Nix into the guest house.

"Alright..."

Nix said with a nod without turning back as he entered the carriage again. All his clan remembers and even Rebecca was there.

It appears to be that she was permitted to work with Nix considering he is coming to be one of the war commanders.

"Welcome, sir."

The servant said and opened the grand metal door that was painted in a Red.

The guest house was certainly grandeur. The architecture was similar to that of a temple yet, modified in a way suiting its purpose. The building was surrounded by a small garden and around the garden was a metal fence that separated the building from the other buildings.

There were a few maids and butlers doing their job. He was guided to a luxurious room, one that's very luxurious compared to the small room he was in.

"Hah, "

He let out a sigh and jumped onto the bed.

The large bed that could contain up to five people, the lamp that was in the side, the pillars, the window that let our bright stride of light, The chandelier that was hung in the center of the ceiling everything was exquisite and something of top quality.

The Royal Dynasty was indeed filthily rich and just the guest house explained it a lot.

He straightened himself up and peered through the window and was taken aback in a moment. In a certain distance was the same crooked lane where he was groveling and begging for help. He vividly remembered the girl, Malini, who helped him.

'Would she be staying there?'

He thought and once again laid on the bed.

"Nix..."

A voice that contained hesitation entered his ear. The door was opened as such the owner of the voice had entered.

"Yeah, Rebecca?"

Nix asked, looking down straight in the direction of the door without raising up.

She fidgeted for a while and then slowly approached the bed and sat in the corner.

"I am terribly sorry about what had happened... But, can you please endure your anger towards the king?"

She requested to grab his hand. 

"Why should I endure my anger? Wasn't he just a fucking naive bastard who kicked me out without considering this possibility? Well, I can forgive you but, give a single reason to forgive your pussy of a king?"

He asked, snapping her hand away.

"But..." 

When she was about to speak again he began talking.

"In the first place, why are you asking me this? It's not like I can kill or torture him when he is around several knights and soldiers. At the very least I'd be disrespectful."

"He is just a kid."

She blurted as soon as he finished his words.

"A Kid?"

Nix asked furrowing his brows.