Mercenary - 62 Chapter 62- Offer
“…”
Dubs became visually angry.
“You admit your sins so casually, and then have the balls to change the topic on me?”, he stated, enraged.
The man looked somewhat annoyed.
“Sins? As if. I did not admit to committing any ‘sin’. I merely admitted that I have followed the order of nature- I have heeded to the survival of the fittest. I am sure you have done this yourself as well.”
“Well it seems that we will have to agree to disagree…”, Dubs stated, giving the man a threatening glare.
“You act as if you have power over me.”, the man stated, chuckling. “My name is Marcus Thaust. I am the Grand Mage who rules over the surfacers guild. Over the course of 1200 years I have been studying magic, and yet a child like you comes and stomps in here as if you have control over me.”
Dubs remained silent.
“I will allow you to see the true difference between us…”, Marcus stated.
An aura of bright particles gathered around Marcus and infused with his body. This technique looked similar to that of the Corporals, however his entire body became glowing and radiant.
Alt whispered to Dubs
“Dubs, this is bad. His physical strength and magical control are beyond comprehension. For you, the magic isnt an issue. He has mastered hundereds of spells, and extremely complex ones at that, however they won’t be troublesome to you at all. The issue is that his physical attributes are outrageous…”
Dubs felt the aura of power emerging from the figure. “Even without Alt telling me I can feel power bursting forth from this man… I despise his ways, and the surfacers guild, however I could never take him on in my current state.”
“His physical stats average to be over 200! This is not a man we can even dream of defeating!”, Alt stated.
“However… I just obtained a new goal”, Dubs stated out loud to Alt.
His servants behind him overheard Dubs say this as they shook in fear from the sublime power emerging from Marcus.
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“So this is the power that the surfacers have tapped into…”, Reginald stated.
“I could never even dream of this.”
“Worry not, comrades!”, Dubs shouted back to them. “I will soon surpass even this man woth science and research!”
Marcus laughed. “Ahaha! You are certainly interesting, and excessively overestimating yourself. Let me ask you now. Where did you obtain that dagger?”
“I was given this dagger. I was told that it belonged to my father, who was executed by the empire for treason.”
A grin came across Marcus’ face. “You’re father was once a surfacer. He turned his back on us, but one cannot deny their roots. You too are his son then- and the grandson of the man next to me, Gregory Ruffield. I will give you a choice.”
Dubs seemed suspicious but listened.
“I will welcome you home as one of us, if you pledge your loyalty to the surfacers guild. We will allow your subordinates as well to become members of the guild, and to live here as a part of the surfacers.”
Dubs cringed at this. “To give in to this demand would be to accept the corrupted higherarchy, and to become a part of it.”, he responded.
“If you refuse, I will simply kill off you and all your subordinates.” Marcus waved his hand and cast a [Message] spell.
“Captain Johannes, take away the men in the throne room to the prison.”
Turning towards Dubs, Marcus stated “I will give you three days to reconsider your decision. Decide wisely. Do not try to resist arrest, or I will slaughter you all here and now.”