I Got Isekai'd, Well Shyt! Vol. 1, 2, and 3

*Vol.2 A Briefing with the Duke

It's been over a week since the fall of the Black Rose Mercenaries by the city of Ironside. When a group of three cloaked figures made it to the outskirts of the capital city Tairal.

Their destination was a big manor that has the Duke's insignia on it. The group stopped outside of the mansion and waited for the door to open In the middle of the night. Once it did, a guard stepped outside and bowed before them.

"Welcome to Divalo Manor. Please follow me."

The guard led the way to the great hall where two guards were standing near the side door. One was a tall muscular man in fine clothes and the other was a short balding man with a full beard.

"So, you three made it back. His lordship has requested your presence in his chambers." One of the guards said.

"Thank you, sirs," The leader of the group spoke up, he had shoulder-length black hair and a long scar down his right eye.

"The Duke is in his usual spot. His butler will show you to him." The second guard said as they walked past the guards into the side entrance to the manor. They followed a path through the gardens until they reached a large oak door that lead into the manor itself.

This mystery group consisted of a woman and two men. The woman was the Speaker Mage that connected Rodulf to the Duke. The other one was her bodyguard and the third man with the scar was the leader of the group. They only had a fourth member that was back at Ironside watching the crown prince.

"How mad do you think he'll be?" The bodyguard asked the man with the scar.

"It's guaranteed that he'll be angry," The leader replied.

The bodyguard sighed, "I hate this part of the job."

The mage was silent as she kept a calm face.

***

They opened the door and entered the duke's chamber. There was a large chair in the center of the room that looked like it could be fit for a king. On either end of the room stood one man that looked like a butler and an older noblewoman.

"My lord," The leader of the group said as he bowed deeply, "We have returned and brought news from Ironside."

Duke Alaric Revelia looked at the three with anger in his eyes. "If you three are here then that means Rodulf and his misfits of overhyped mercenaries have failed."

The man with the scar swallowed hard while keeping his cool.

"That is correct, my Lord," The leader said with a bow.

The noblewoman looked angered and sad at that same time.

Duke Alaric Revelia leaned back into his chair, "How did he fail?"

"When the Black Roses enslaved that Dark Elf, it seems that the crown prince raised an army almost immediately. They were ready to face the Black Roses head-on from the start, my Lord."

"So, Rodulf was outnumbered from the beginning, wasn't he? But you said it yourself didn't you?... They should've been slaughtered like cattle!" The Duke said.

The man with the scar started to sweat.

"They looked like they were about to claim victory even with heavy casualties. But the fates smiled on the crown prince as his army was able to knock out the Dark Elf with a rare sleeping arrow," The man with the scar said trying not to anger the duke.

Duke Alaric Revelia raised an eyebrow, "What does that mean? Even if that Dark Elf was asleep the slaver tool should have kept her in the fight once the sleeping agent wears off?"