"Urgent report!" A messenger shouted from the other side of the door .
"Enter ." Alexander heard his father say in a defeated voice .
"I come with news . Count Valence has been killed. " The messenger started , bowing deeply.
His father's eyes went wide for a moment , before he said, monotonously , "continue."
"Count Valence's body alongside many others, which we believe to be mercenaries , were found killed in his mansion. The Count's body was hardly recognizable , it had many missing parts and cuts everywhere . It seems that the Count died due to the wound in his stomach . "
"When was this?"
"We are unsure , due to the snow and weather , it took us a long time to discover the body. " The messenger then proceeded to place the full report on his father's death .
"You may leave ."
Alexander's mind was whirring .
The Count was murdered. A noble , someone with magic . Who is this foe that can even kill nobility. Alexander pondered.
He was fearful , unsure whether this new unknown enemy was friend or foe. It could possibly be a decisive factor.
Could it be related to the snow and rains? He thought.
Too many possibilities. This could spell trouble for the nation . He thought grimly .
Nobody knew what intentions the new player had , something that was way worse than having evil intents . At least if Alexander knew that someone had evil self-serving intents , he could read and predict their next move . But for a enemy that was hard to read , it was even more crucial to stay on guard and confirm the intentions, one wrong move could spell doom .
They could either bring prosperity or be a potential downfall to the whole nation .
Alexander saw his father holding his head in his hands whilst reading the written report. Wordlessly , his father passed it to him to read.
He widened his eyes , mouth forming into the shape of an 'o' , a rare occurrence for the normally inexpressive Alexander. The report detailed each injury on the count's body in painfully precise details , even only reading the report was enough to make Alexander nauseous .
Alexander started to rub his temples , much like what his father was currently doing , letting a sigh slip out .
They were currently dealing with the onslaught of requests from various nobles . The sudden snowing and torrential rains destroyed and ravaged fields , destroying crops and the like . There was also flooding reported in some areas . It might even run the risk of a food shortage for the winter , another problem for Alexander to contend to .
Alexander was stretched thin trying to ensure the situation did not escalate further , that no further damage be done. He had not even gotten proper sleep for a week .
And now this , he thought .
He wanted to head out to investigate himself but the seemingly endless paperwork was drowning him, giving him relatively no free time at all to do anything.
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When he got back to his room later that night, he flopped down onto the bed , exhausted.
"Now , now , where did that princely image go?" His butler , Roderick snickered .
"Hush , let me have this ." Alexander said , voice muffled by the pillow he was lying face down on.
After a while , Alexander sat up , "Roderick , could you investigate the snowing incident and the murder of Count Valence ?"
"Already up to it ." His trusty friend replied .
Roderick was a young man , in his early 20s , with jet black hair and crimson red eyes , a rarity in these parts . He was an assassin turned butler , serving his lord with pride , carrying out his butler duties in the day and espionage in the night. He was also one of Alexander's closest confidents and trusted retainer .
"You know , i really don't deserve you ." Alexander said .
Roderick made no comment, a small smile forming on his lips .
"Have you found anything?"
"I have been probing around the underworld , but it seems no one has an inkling as to what caused the incident . Many information networks have been cut off due to the snow and rain ."
"I see , i see. Thank you . "
His butler disappeared , most probably to find information . Alexander , meanwhile , sunk into the bed , letting the jaws of sleep take him .
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"There has still been no mention about the incident , as if the perpetrator vanished into thin air." Roderick said the next morning .
"From the wounds inflicted we can guess that it was a human. If it is ,this is deeply concerning . ...." Alexander replied , gracefully eating his breakfast .
"Monitor the situation , Rick ."
"Yes , Xander ."
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Even months after White Disaster , there was not a single whiff of the culprit . Leaving a very frustrated Alexander .
"I swear , i'm going to find you ." He said , to no one in particular .
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A/N
How was that ?
Though it's a bit shorter than normal , most of the time i try to write 1k words at least .
So yeah this is the end of part 1 , hope you enjoyed it. Part 2 will be up in a year .
^That's a joke by the way . But Part 2 will take a longer time because i keep writing the draft and scarping it .
Since i have a ton of space i'm gonna fill it .
I feel that the pace of the plot is a bit fast , do you? Like i have read many fantasy novel (mostly reincarnation ones ) and some can even span like 90+ chapters (and not even be done) . I don't know how i could ever write that much .
And from time to time i guess i will edit the books , add in more details and descriptions . To make the reading experience better i guess.
Thanks for reading and listening to my thoughts . :)
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