Chapter 5 - 1 Part 5: Cero Restes
"The standard bearer carrying a massive flag of deep scarlet. The sigil emblazoned with a fearsome dragon, fierce and coiled around the sword. The banner of the most powerful territory in the La Magia kingdom. The legendary conqueror of the South, Duke Ashby. Even in the apocalypse, his dukedom was stable with minimal casualties." Ren Restes thought to himself as he bit his thumb shivering in fear.
"Ronaldo, send a word to Cero and tell him that I need him here." he said, voice barely steady.
"As you wish, My lord." Ronaldo replied as he bowed and turned to his heel and existed the chamber.
"Duke Ashby's success wasn't just his own. It was his vassals...His strategist and the South's Strongest Sword, Commander Darius. Of all people, the army outside led by him."
He gripped his staff tightly- a twisted rod of green wood carved that resembled a serpent. Embedded in its head were two small orbs that looked uncanny like eyes.
Tap...Tap...Tap...He fidgeted the sound echoing like a whisper of unease.
Then- creak...The wooden double door groaned open. Ren stiffened, then forced himself to sit upright and regained his composure.
"Good evening, Master, you summoned me?" his has curiosity he said and slightly bowed.
Ren turned slowly. For a moment, he said nothing-just looked at Cero with a gaze that held pride. "How was your rest, my disciple?" Ren asked.