Lord of the Truth

Three months later--the observation tower at the southwest coast of the Continent of the Flame Empire

"Hmm? There are ships on the horizon!" A saint suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of the rest

Some of the knights and saints left playing cards and the bottles of wine in their hands and came to watch the ships joyfully, while the rest remained lazy, playing and drinking as if they had heard nothing.

Guarding the coasts of an Imperial continent is one of the most boring jobs in the world... It's the job that all the lazy dream about, and to which those who anger a senior official are exiled.

There are dedicated teams that come to kill all the beasts in the area from time to time, and there is no danger of invasion from other nations since the four empires respect each other and there is absolutely no need to fight, this place is always quiet and boring to the point of madness!

Their only benefit is to help load the ships every once in a while if they contain goods, and perhaps if a stray beast appears, they will delay it until a few sages arrive to kill it... But even these are very rare events!

"Hmmm~ It's our ships, looks like the ones that left 6 months ago."

"They must have successfully completed the mission, whatever that was…"

"they were taking many prisoners with them, I think they got them to the central continent to use as living targets?"

"Let's not talk about something we don't fully get or we might get in trouble, the important thing is that today we are going to finally have some movement at the coast haha, report to the officials!"

"What are you waiting for? Let's receive them!!"

"... Guys, I also see flying black dots coming from afar."

"They must be migratory birds, don't worry about them, let's go!"

Without saying another word a large number of Saints began to fly towards the incoming Flame Empire fleet excitedly, even some of the knights who could not fly jumped out of their places and went to stand at the edge of the shore to have a clearer view.

"Haah~" one of the people at the top of the watchtower yawned before moving the chess piece in front of him forward, "Those idiots... newbies always act like excited little ducklings."

"Hehehe they still think they'd rise up ranks if they acted enthusiastically and work well, we are the high-ranking officers but so what? We are still sitting here drinking and eating all day like pigs..." The man in front of him laughed sarcastically before moving the chess piece as well.

"You are right.. my ass is starting to hurt from sitting in this place." The first man scratched his head and spoke, "In recent years a lot of sages and saints have disappeared from the continent, rumors say they are going to Ancestral Continent, why don't we look into it and go with them?"

Another person in the room overheard their conversation and turned quickly, "If you succeed, take me with you!!"

"Oh, I don't know, Churchill, they haven't said why they have been going there for all these years, that is enough to know that it was a secret mission of the pure-blooded royals only. If we volunteered, we would probably get humiliated or have some pay cuts."

"What is the problem if we try? The Ancestral Continent is a desolate place that no one cares about, everyone who went there must now enjoy open-killing training among these sheep and loot whatever treasures and minerals they want... Although everyone in the ancestor continent is weak and their resources are depleted, I prefer to take that chance than still sit here and dream about it!" cried the saint, Churchill, and then looked at someone else standing by the window, "What do you think, Mr. Muller? You are the strongest and most experienced of us, why don't you lead this request for us all? we have served here long enough."

"Soooooof~" the sage called Muller took a sip from his drink and then replied a few seconds later, "Concentrate on the task we have now, then I'll listen to your words later, the ships are about to approach the Harbor, prepare to help unload them."

"Alright Alright~" Churchill stood up and began stretching, "Huh~ come on guys let's finish this off, and you fat bastard, I will win this game for sure when we get back! hehe."

"Hah? IN YOUR DREAMS ---"

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

*Boom Boom Boom Boom*

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

"WHA- WHAT HAPPENED?!" Saint Churchill and the rest fell to the ground due to the shock of a powerful energy wave

*BAA*

The only Sage in the room, Sage Muller, was the only one left standing after getting hit by the shock wave, but even though, he let his cup fall to the ground and opened his eyes to the end

He was physically fine but appeared like he could not move a muscle.

The men stood and began to move towards the window and look towards the source of the explosion sound, and the surprise was...

"The fleet... the fleet is burning!!"

"What are those winged beasts flying above the fleet? Did they cause the explosion?"

*BOOOOOOOOOOM*

For the second time an intense explosion occurred, but this time everyone saw the source, a crimson-colored creature with long white hear and long spiral horns standing above a four-winged beast sent a giant white flame ball toward one of the ships, splitting it in half and sending it straight to the seabed.

About 400 Dracos started floating around the fleet of the Flame Empire, attacking it at once, all the saints who came joyfully to meet the fleet have turned into corpses, leaving only the ships and those in them waiting to be charred and drowned with no mean to defend themselves whatsoever

Ten thousand young men and women began to jump into the water to escape the hell on the ships, but it seemed that they jumped out of the frying pan into the fire.

The intense heat from the attacks of the major heavenly law of fire from several high-leveled Demon Sages turned the cold ocean water into a huge cooking pot, the water reached boiling point and everyone who fell into it shriveled and died instantly!

"DEVILS..!!"

"Is this.. is this the power of a high-level sage!?"

"We… we are under attack… the Flame Empire is under attack!!" One of the saints finally understood what was going on and looked toward his commander, "Mr. Muller, what do we do now? ...Mr. Muller?"

"...Escape before they find us." Sage Muller muttered and jumped out of the window, then flew deep into the land, in the opposite direction of what is happening.

"DAMMIT... Follow him! We can't do anything with those Red Devils!!" Churchill also shouted and flew after him, and the rest of the high-level Saints followed him as well

*ROOOAAAAAAARRRRRR*

But their joy of escaping did not last long, ten Draco Beasts quit attacking the fleet and quickly headed towards them, the speed of the Draco was frightening and quickly began to reduce the distances between them

"What do you want from us? LEAVE US ALONE!!"

"GO INTO DEFRENT DIRICTIONS!!"

"HELP!!"