Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires

"So what did you do?" Finally managing to reunite with his friends, they decided to go for coffee together. They still had a hangover from the previous night, and as such, they mutually agreed to skip the day of lectures.

Hopefully, Elysia wasn't going to be mad, considering that skipping had become a daily occurrence for them.

Taking a sip of her coffee, Lily replied, "Nothing much. We just left."

"Just left?" Zaroth raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you try to learn what happened or...?"

"It's just as we suspected. We found one of the Bearborn hideouts, entered, and beat them to a pulp," Zack joined in.

"And the most important thing is that the gang seemed to have been scared by our actions. As such, they've come to the owner of the bar and promised that they wouldn't try to nag him for money any longer. Thanks to this, as a reward, we can now drink as much as we want at the place without having to pay for anything," Roran exclaimed.

Just looking at the man, it was clear that he had somehow already recovered from the previous night. No doubt eager to go and enjoy the free drinks.

Lily nudged him with her elbow. "Until the end of the week, we are not going out to drink," she commanded.

Roran was about to protest, but she interrupted him. "You might not need a long time to recover, but we do. So unless you want to go alone and get drunk, you'll have to wait."

At her words, Roran could only grimace as he had to accept his fate.

Meanwhile, Zaroth was watching them with amusement. After which, he shifted his gaze to Zack and asked, "...So, has anyone tried to get to you?"

Zack met his gaze as he answered. "Surprisingly, no. I'm not sure what Elysia did, but at least for now, the assassin's attempts seem to have stopped."

"Do not let your guard down yet," Roran advised, his face suddenly turning cold. "You should always be prepared for an attack. Because if you aren't, this could cost you your life."

"Roran is right," Zaroth had to agree. "Even if the danger is lifted for now, you will soon, no doubt, have to fight with your family in the future."

Zack nodded at his words. "Yes… and when that moment comes, I hope that I can count on you for help."

Zaroth couldn't help but smile slightly at his words. "Of course you can… but to help you, we need to know what we are going against. So, can you tell us what your uncle and his subordinates are capable of?"

Taking a deep breath, Zack leaned back in his chair as he began, "You, as outsiders of our clan, might not know, but we operate in a certain manner. In short, my uncle… Alexander, he is the leader of the White Fang Clan, and as such, opposing him is the same as opposing the clan."

Lily scoffed at his words. "Yes, we know. About that, you don't have to worry about it," she reassured.

Seeing that Zaroth and Roran were agreeing with her, Zack continued, "I'm going to tell you how our clan functions."

*****

"Report," Draconis spoke coldly as he gazed at the man.

Taking a deep breath, Warren began, "The city that Althea had been sent to has fallen, my Majesty."

Seeing that the emperor's eyes began to shine with hope, Warren quickly added, "And Althea is currently returning safely to the capital."

Draconis' easy demeanor seemed to darken at the news, but nevertheless, he spoke, "So what you're telling me is that the Crimson Sun Empire is getting closer?"

Warren nodded a little. "Yes, and due to the fact that they are getting dangerously close, the White Fang Clan has deployed their troops close to the border, alongside their head leader, with the hope of slowing down their advancement."

"That is good. At least until Alexander is there, he won't pester me about getting rid of his nephew…"

The old man awaited further orders, but seeing that the emperor wasn't saying anything, he spoke up.

"If I may ask, Your Majesty, what do you think the best course of action is?"

Draconis raised an eyebrow as he studied the old man in front of him. "Keep things as they are right now."

Warren wanted to protest but stopped as he sensed that the emperor wasn't done.

"The tournament would soon be entering its final stage. Once that happens, my plan would be nearly completed. You and your army just have to grit their teeth and wait patiently."

The old man grimaced as he bowed. "Understood."

The situation on the border was catastrophic. They needed more time, money, and manpower, but it seemed that the emperor wasn't planning to grant it to them, meaning they were on their own.
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"Warren," hearing his name being called by the emperor, the old man froze as he turned back to face him.

"You may think that it is unfair that you are fighting a losing war with so little resources, but that is precisely why you are standing there."

The old man listened to the words of the emperor intensely.

"You have to prove yourself. If you manage to lead our troops to victory despite the big disadvantage you possess, then you may be worthy to join me. You may be worthy to learn how I am going to conquer an entire continent alone."

"I am thankful for the trust you have in me, my Majesty," the old man replied as he lifted his head high and exited the room.

Before he came to speak with Draconis, he felt nervous, like there wasn't a way out for him and his army. But if his Majesty had placed his trust in him, it would mean that there was clearly a way for him to win.

The question was, how was he going to achieve that when the odds were so stacked against him?

This was certainly going to be one difficult challenge to overcome.