The entire night before the masquerade party, the General with the Countess made sure he looked like a million dollars. Grooming himself as best as he could, and downing extra health potions from her carriage to make sure his body is at tip top shape. While Bahamut just spent it rummaging through the cabinets for food and the Queen was enjoying herself in the tub, with roses floating on top of the water as she drank Wine that's tainted with her Lord's blood. "Alana! Have you seen my spare necktie?" the sounds of her lively roommates echo into the bath as she silently enjoys herself. "Over there, M'Lord!" Elizabeth then looks at the door, seeing a lively scene.
Alana was busy making sure her gown was perfect. "M'Lord, did you think the servants did a good job? I think the corset is still a bit too loose." The man then could be seen trying to do his necktie. "This is why I buy clip ons or ones that are zipped and no, your corset already looks tight enough, anymore your ribs would be crushed." She then could hear more commotion as Bahamut seemingly could be heard downing an entire plate all alone. A bell then rings and the General opens it, met with a soldier handing him a large brown envelope.
"Hm? What can I help you with, soldier?"
Wearing his white noble uniform, the soldier almost didn't recognize the high ranking officer with how much he had changed. Looking ten times more handsome and presentable than usual.
"It's from High Command sir. It's very urgent that they need it sent back now."
"Ah, the Word of God. Let me see then."
Opening the envelope, he is instantly smacked with a CLASSIFIED stamp. "Wait outside." The soldier salutes and stands at ease outside the door as he skims through the paper. His expression wells up and would nod in approval. Bahamut sensed something and immediately walked up behind him and placed her head on his shoulder. "Master, Master. What is it?" General Paul continued to skim through the paper first, still making nods of approval. Bahamut then sees a word and her unveiled face makes a new expression.
"WOAHHH! Was that true Master?!"
"Mars Infernus is alive and well. Ain't that a piece of news."
"Hm? Who might that be, My Lord?"
"I think Bahamut is better off explaining who that is."
"Tsk! I cannot believe it! I thought I had killed her!"
"Hm? Care to expand Bahamut?"
The Dragon turns around with her hands on her hips.
"Mars Infernus is a stupid Dragon God! Out of everyone, she just slept through everything and hoarded what she could! A true lazy body! I cannot believe she came from the same lineage of my father, a Red Dragon!"
"Uh huh... My Lord, could this mean that there are now two foreign Dragon Gods in Threa?"
"Well... it says here they are actually planning for them to meet as Mars' actual Dragon body is but a pile of bones. The Higher Ups are asking Bahamut specifically if she can revive Mars' body... Can you?"
"Hmph, I can do it with my eyes closed but that would mean a rival Dragon God would awaken. Our fight razed a large portion of the Dark Continent Master. Would you risk it?"
"It says here, she is under the care of the Shine Guards Colonel General Yamaoka. So I'm guessing the situation would be the same with us... though..."
He then stares at Bahamut, as if knowing what she'll be doing the moment the Dragon God met another Dragon God of the same power and level.
"I'll say that you can... but I'll need the entire supervision of both parties involved. Yamaoka included..."
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Army of the Damned
General Fiction"The objective here is to return home. By any means necessary." An Isekai about Politics, Strategy and War. Players of Dark World, a Full Dive VR game suddenly got teleported into the world of Threa. Our cast of people, found and recuited by a luckl...
