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As a region, Elcor is ranked 7,398th in the world for Largest Publishing Industry.
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Kaito held firm even as all of his body told his mind to panic, sticking to his faith. If he would die, he would die faithful, or at least that's what he decided. When he found himself in the water, naturally he moved to swim up and resurface, to find out what lake he had found himself in.
Taltoro smiled at the response, happy that Kondoru was accepting of it. He then thought about it, "Preferably we would arrange for the journey in which you go to get your specially crafted armor and weapons, but before we can do that, we must of course get the acceptance of the Gods. I am fairly certain the Gods already favor you, since you are here at all, so that won't be any real trouble. We simply need a Priest of the Silver Cabal to get it into official writing. Mark you as a follower of the gods and one of their favored. With such an official certification, there can be no real pushback against you on Eversteen."
As he exited the water, he found himself in the same pond that the great koi was in before. The koi looked over, “aah, good. The lizard did not drown. Your emperor is waiting down by the sakura tree. You should join him. I shall guide the third when he jumps.”
Kondoru nodded, “Then let us find a priest and have them endorse my faith then!” Kondoru said as he approached his uncle, “where do we go?”
He was surprised to see the Koi again, but Kaito simply nodded to the creature upon surfacing, "Very well. He should be coming along soon. Thank you." With that, he moved to swim and get out of the pond, and find the Sakura tree with the Emperor.
"The local temple, of course. That is where the Silver Cabal keeps to, their holy silver temples. Nice places. Like any pious folk, we have one nearby the castle. Right this way, and bring you retinue with you." With that, Taltoro moved to walk out of the training room, to exit the castle.
Benjiro was sitting patiently. Looking down the mountain at the countryside sprawled out in front of them. A short while later, Toru came out of the water gasping for air. Pulling himself from the water he growled as he groaned. He managed to get over to Kaito and Benjiro. Benjiro took a deep breath and sighed.
Kondoru nodded, “Men, come along. We have work to do. Grab your armour and weapons. We may not rest in one place for a while so prepare.” Kondoru turned and followed his uncle.
Kaito looked to Toru and nodded, "So you managed to jump, Toru. Conquering the fear, then!" He then turned and bowed to Benjiro, "My Emperor, what is our next move? The enemy is still active, so what shall we do?"
The three Rigonian Soldiers bowed in acknowledgement and rushed off to prepare themselves for a journey. That meant getting their armor back on and preparing their real weapons and gear, in addition to preparing their own packs of supplies, given that soldiers here were expected to carry a few of their own supplies. They would join up with Taltoro and Kondoru as they were exiting the castle, fully armored up in their Spearmen Armor. Meanwhile, the location they were headed to was a large temple atop a hill. It was made of pristine marble, with large pillars. Notably, it also had statues made of silver standing in front of those pillars. There were four statues, each three times larger than a Rigonian. They all resembled mighty warriors in full armor. One wielded a bow, one a halberd, one a sword and shield, and finally one with a large greatsword.
Toru was still shaking a bit, but he bowed to Kaito. “Thank you, Kaito. I appreciate the uh... compliment.” Benjiro placed the boxes in front of Kaito and Toru.
“Open them.” Toru did as he was told, when Kaito and Toru opened their boxes... They found swords. They were both ornate, magically crafted. The craftsmanship on these blades was divine. “These are your weapons. They... are the god killers. Lord Kaito, to you I present ‘ Kaminari-no-ninaite’ The Bearer of Thunder. And to Lord Kaito I present ‘Inazuma-no-ninaite‘ The Bearer of Lightning. These blades are brothers. When a crack develops on one, the other develops a similar crack. If one breaks the other will break too. These blades can slay Oni. They can Harm Dragons. Destroy Spirits. Kill our enemy, the vile mukade. And... and also kill me. These two swords were forged to slay demons long ago, and returned to the gods when the monks who guarded the swords felt they could no longer tolerate mortals having this kind of power. I am gifting them to you. We will wage war yes, but it shall not be a conventional war. There will be no victory with a hundred thousand strong army marching across lands. There will be no queen to vanquish. No. The mukade have no will of their own but the will of those whom they have infected. A desperate man who drank from heaven’s waters to become immortal. A power hungry man who wishes to become stronger. A man with nothing to lose. This is a silent war. A war where we must... watch for our enemies. And hunt them under the cover of darkness. One where we hunt. Not march. You saw before... the nature of our enemy. The mukade grants immortality at the cost of a soul. The mukade, the parasite, it feasts upon the soul. It allows a man to survive a mortal blow. But at the cost of losing his humanity. Once he has suffered a fatal wound, he sheds all that made him living. He becomes bestial. You saw what happens when they become... that way. These blades give you faith to kill these parasites. And so those are your missions. As my chief ministers... and as my friends,” benjiro looked down, “life must carry on. But your solemn duty must be that of the common hunter. This, this is why I brought Clan Nagaoka back. They must help us locate these individuals Lord Toru Okada. Return to your home for rest. Business resumes tomorrow. Lord Kaito, your castle is impressive, but you work for me now. Obviously your family owns that castle... out there. And it will be manned, but I need you here. For governmental business. You are my second chief minister. You will travel to Lady Edoshi tonight, collect your daughter, then sail and collect your wife and estate. I’ve had a smaller castle built for you here, near where Lord Toru lives. And... I do hate to say it, but, yes, it will be your permanent home from now on. If your son was here, I would decree you give most of your titles to him and make being my chief minister your sole title, but until your daughter can rule that castle on her own... I’m afraid it is impossible. Go both of you. Kaito, you will move here. Toru you will get rest. And tomorrow evening we shall reconvene for business as usual. Benjiro stood and bowed, Toru doing the same. Benjiro then seemed to spiral into a cyclone of fabric before shooting off down the mountain.
Toru sighed and looked to Kaito, “We are to be brothers. And I will not deny that I still harbour feelings of much resentment towards you. But such is the nature of brothers.” Toru hugged Kaito and held it a moment, he then bowed and left. The sword now modestly tucked into his belt.
Kondoru was fascinated with this... architecture. It left him gobsmacked. But he tried to maintain his composure as he entered the building to fulfil his destiny.
Kaito took out the blade, rather surprised to be granted such a weapon. He wielded it, trying to get a good feel for this Bearer of Thunder, before then tucking it into his own belt for now. If this weapon was as impressive as the Emperor said, and capable of so much, then it was not to be used without good reason or present danger. Besides, this was a shadow war now, and he could not show off the weapon casually. He would have to create a special sheath for it. The order was understandable, even if it did mean he could not continue building his great citadel. He bowed his head to the Emperor, accepting his new role, "Understood, my Emperor." With Benjiro disappearing, he then turned to Toru and nodded, "Indeed it is so. Heh, but it is not perhaps so bad on my own head. I lost my brothers coming here. That is being remedied." He returned the hug, and bowed as Toru left. Kaito waited there for a moment, simply looking up into the sky and sighing. He did wonder if the Gods were watching him now. He then turned to find a boat, as he would have to sail to Edoshi's lands tonight. He surmised that he would have to train his daughter to manage a castle faster than he had originally wanted to, as he couldn't leave his old castle without a lord. But he supposed it wasn't all bad, he could be with his family again at least for a time. And perhaps he could renovate his new castle as well.
The interior of the Temple was just as stylized as the outside, though in a different manner. The interior was only lit up by small pyres, of which there were forty-eight, the same number as the Rigonian Pantheon. They were lined up through the center of the room, each marked with a number. Closest to the entrance was the one marked "48". Notably, pyre nine was strangely not-lit like the others, and there were attendants around keeping the fires active, yet they openly avoided that one. Taltoro looked around to find the actual priest who managed this temple, and then pointed him out towards the back, "There we go, Silver Cabal. Though the priest seems a bit busy." Towards the back of the temple, near another large silver statue of the warrior wielding the halberd, there was indeed the priest. It was a Rigonian wearing white robes, with a silver-tinted hood. But there were two others with him. One was an imposing fully armored figure, wearing mighty plate armor with silver insignia, with a greatsword in hand, currently resting on their armored shoulder. The other was less physically imposing, but was most certainly dangerous in their own right, as they wore a similar set of white and silver robes to the priest, but they wore a mask as well, with armor underneath the robes. In their hand was a large staff, which faintly glowed. Taltoro explained, "A Silver Blademaster and a Silver Cabal Inquisitor. Something's going on, if the Inquisition is sticking their nose over here... Best be careful, and let them finish. Don't wanna get caught up in that business."
The sword was perfectly balanced. So much so that Kaito could see if he rested the hilt of the sword on his finger, the sword would float perfectly on one finger. That’s how good the craftsmanship was. The blade had power, some sort of latent divine blessing perhaps. Regardless, it was easy to get himself a ship. There were hundreds of vessels in the port of the capital, and many were already heading to Kaito’s home lands. The voyage would take that familiar several hours as he sailed down wind. Arriving in the capital city of Lady Edoshi, Kaito found familiarity here. Nothing but calmness, peace, and serenity on this cold and rainy day.
Kondoru leaned to his uncle and whispered, “what is this... inquisition?” He kept back away from the cabal members, per his uncle’s advice.
The blade was very much appreciated by Kaito, and he could tell it would be of great use against any foe, mortal or otherwise. All the more reason to keep it safe. Entering into the city, he did feel rather calm and at ease here. It was good to be away from a battlefield or the supernatural after so long dealing with either. All the same, he had work to do. He went to find Edoshi, and he of course started his look by heading for the city's keep.
Taltoro whispered back while keeping a close eye on the various men of Silver, "The Silver Cabal's Inquisition is the Cabal's military and investigatory wing. Their main job is to hunt down rogue magic users and kill them, but they also have the authority to kill heathens. That Inquisitor is a magic user themselves, and so they can handle both goals quite well. But the Inquisition doesn't just go around, they have to be called in. Something's going on, and we best stay out of it. Inquisitors tend to be a bit... puritanical. Same goes for the Blademasters." As they spoke, the Priest seemed to be explaining something to the Inquisitor, and the Blademaster was getting angry, judging by his anxious grasp on his sword, like he wanted to use it.
Word had spread about Kaito by this point, the second minister to the emperor. People were excited to see him, fascinated by him, even at this late hour. Sure his clothing didn’t match his rank, but the sword at his side did. And the lizard was recognisable. Upon reaching the stronghold, Edoshi was waiting. She bowed deeply as Kaito approached. “I am honoured to receive you at this late hour, my lord.”
Kondoru swallowed hard, “The monks... back in my home land... they never do thing like this... the monks themselves, well, they aren’t fighters.. they train in martial arts as a form of meditation but they do not use it for an... uh... I am afraid I do not know that word you keep saying. In... kwee... sishun?”