Chapter 11: An Ode to Despair

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"What? How, how could I be beaten so easily? Ahhh, I feel how Akatosh takes my Soul... I really...hate...humans..."

And with those final words, he died.

'Wow...'

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Meanwhile at the Adventurer's Guild...


"Yes! Here is your reward! Have a good day sir!"


Everything was as it should be. Sophie served the Adventurers, the Adventurers drank alcohol, the bards got drunk and sung funny lullabies, the old man was drinking a beer with some friends and and and, until something unexpected happened...


*The entrance of the Guild gets kicked open and a corps of around 30 Knights in enchanted armor stepped into the guild, holding up the flag of Etheria, led by a man with shoulder long brown, curled hair, wearing a mustache and a chin beard, looking somewhat spanish*


"THE ETHERIAN INQUISITION IS HERE! WE ARE LOOKING FOR A DEMON THAT IS DISGUISING HIMSELF AS A RED HAIRED HUMAN! HE THREATENED HIS MAJESTY AND SET MONSTERS FREE INSIDE THE CAPITAL AROUND A MONTH AGO! HIS NAME IS ASSUMED TO BE YATO ISHIDA! CO-OPERATE OR BE EXECUTED UNDER THE ASSUMPTION OF BEING IN ALLIANCE WITH SAID DEMON!"


The whole Guild was shocked, confused, couldn't follow what was happening, but it hit Sophie and the old man very hard.

Sophie knew that Yato had red hair and, unexpectedly, was called Yato, while the old man knew that he picked up Yato only moments after the monsters wreaked havoc inside the capital.

It was a serious punch to the gut, but even more, they were scared about what they would do to Yato if they actually located them. But while they were thinking...


"YOU! SILVER HAIRED GIRL! WE HAVE HEARD FROM AN ANONYMOUS SUPPORTER THAT YOU HAD CONTACT WITH THIS DEMON! EXPLAIN YOURSELF!"

"HUUUUUUUUUUUH?!"


The situation escalated...

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Back at Yato...


"Good work, you may stay on guard."

"..."

"Ah! Thanks for your he-"


*The robed man turned to Yato, making Yato shiver from the depths of his soul*


"YOU...WHY. DO. YOU. HAVE. THIS. ARMOR?!"


His voice was filled with many emotions. Despair, sorrow, pain, hatred.


"THIS ARMOR SHOULD HAVE BEEN GONE! FOREVER! WHY ARE YOU WEARING IT?!?"

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