The Villain's Side of the Novel

Fray and Montaser stood in front of a room adorned with countless intricate runes etched into the walls. The air within the room hummed with electric energy, and in one corner, a setup containing tens of energy crystals glimmered with otherworldly light.

"It seems that the experiment has succeeded. Using this room, soon the Parada family will become an invisible force," Montaser remarked, his voice filled with admiration as he surveyed the room.

Fray nodded, a sense of accomplishment filling his chest. "You will be the first one to use this room, Montaser. Using it, I believe that soon you will be able to enter the ninth Kingdom."

A smile graced Montaser's lips as he took in Fray's words. "Alright, sir. Thank you," he replied, gratitude and excitement evident in his voice.

As Montaser stepped closer to the room, Fray explained the purpose and significance of the space he had developed. It had been a month since Fray returned from the dungeon, and during that time, he had meticulously crafted this room using the absorbed energy of the dungeon monsters which is merged with the room's runic symbols.

The room served a simple yet powerful purpose—to allow warriors to become stronger by harnessing the energy in the air. However, Fray had taken it a step further. The room concentrated and purified the surrounding energy, allowing warriors to absorb it faster and more effectively. Through his calculations, Fray determined that training inside this room had an effect ten times greater than training outside of it.

Unfortunately, there was only one room developed for now, restricting it to be used by only one person at a time. Fray had used the cemetery bees as test subjects over the past month, and the results had been more than satisfying. The bees exhibited remarkable growth and power, a testament to the room's effectiveness.

Fray watched as Montaser stepped into the room, anticipation evident in his eyes. The energy within the room responded to Montaser's presence, swirling and pulsating with increased intensity. As Montaser immersed himself in the energy-rich environment, a surge of power coursed through his veins.

Within the room, time seemed to slow as Montaser trained, his movements becoming fluid and precise. The concentrated energy enveloped him, infusing his every action with heightened strength and agility. As each minute passed, Montaser's aura grew more potent, the power within him expanding and flourishing.

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Fray and Elisa made their way to the flying horse stable, talking about the missions and the responsibility that Fray was going to leave to Elisa while he was away.

As they reached the stables, Fray turned to Elisa, his eyes filled with a mix of confidence and concern. "Elisa, while I'm away, I trust you to safeguard the city. Keep a watchful eye on the troops of the Niram Emipre if they dare to come close to the City don't spare them," he instructed, his voice resolute.

Elisa nodded, her deep black eyes catching the sunlight. "You can count on me. I will protect the City ."

With their understanding affirmed Fray turned his attention to the stable master. "Prepare my flying horse," he ordered, his voice cutting through the air with authority.

The stable master nodded. Then, just within moments, Fray's majestic flying horse stood before him, its sleek black coat glistening in the sunlight. The creature exuded an aura of power and grace, its wings spanning wide. Spanning several meters in length

Fray mounted the flying horse with practiced ease, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He spared a final glance at Elisa, as he said for the last time "I don't know when I will be back, you will be in charge in this period,"

" Understood, Sir " Elisa replied with a firm voice.

With a gentle nudge, he urged the flying horse forward, and they took to the sky, leaving the city behind. As Fray soared through the clouds, the wind whipping past him, his long hair danced with the wind, As he looked ahead with a calm expression.

The sun hung high in the sky as General Roderick and Captain Talon led their group of troops toward the borders of the Parada family territory. Their mission had been delayed due to unforeseen troubles that had plagued them on the road, causing frustration to seep into their weary bones. Now, they found themselves standing at the edge of a land shrouded in both mystery and trepidation.

Captain Talon glanced nervously at the vast expanse of the Parada family territory, his brow furrowing with uncertainty. The reputation of the Paradas loomed over him like a shadow, whispered tales of their power and enigmatic ways echoing in his mind. He was hesitant to tread upon their land, aware of the potential consequences that could befall them.

General Roderick, however, exuded an air of unwavering confidence. He had risen through the ranks of the Niram Empire, earning his place as one of the twenty esteemed generals. His experience and authority granted him a sense of superiority, causing him to look down upon the Parada family, dismissing their significance in his pursuit of the mission's success.

"Talon, what's the matter? We cannot afford any more delays. The mission is of utmost importance," General Roderick spoke, his voice laced with impatience and a tinge of arrogance.

Captain Talon swallowed his unease, his eyes meeting the piercing gaze of the general. "Sir, I understand the urgency, but entering the Parada family territory... it carries risks. I'm still not convinced that this is a good plan."

General Roderick scoffed, dismissing Talon's concerns with a wave of his hand. "Are you really afraid of the Paradas? I have seen battles that would make their family tremble. They are but a minor obstacle in our path."

Talon's worry deepened as he witnessed the general's disdainful attitude. He knew that the Paradas were not to be underestimated, their power stems from a lineage steeped in history and arcane secrets. Yet, voicing his apprehension further would only be met with the general's scorn.

With a heavy sigh, Talon mustered his resolve and acquiesced to the general's command. "Very well, sir. We shall proceed into the Parada family territory as you command."

The troops, their armor glistening in the sunlight, followed the command without question. The tension in the air was palpable as they ventured into the unfamiliar domain, each step carrying them deeper into the heart of the Parada family's influence.

As they made their way through the territory, Talon couldn't help but glance over his shoulder, a lingering worry gnawing at the back of his mind. The Paradas were a force to be reckoned with, and he couldn't shake the feeling that their presence would be felt sooner rather than later.

In the distance, the sprawling lands of the Parada family stretched out before them, their secrets and power hidden within. The group continued their march, ignorant of what awaited them.