Army of the Damned

VOLUME 7 Chapter 4

"I can see even here, we still have a thing for shiny objects... I can see now why Master keeps hiding his Rubies and Emeralds. This is truly annoying."

"Ahahahaha, oh Goddess. That is only special to Dragons birthed inside volcanoes."

"Ah, good to know. In Tur, Water, Fire, Forest, or Earth dragons and wyverns all love shiny things. Even I, a Dragon God must admit that shiny things also caught my attention from time to time."

Alana on the other hand was outside talking to a man wearing bulky gold and chrome colored armor, he bows down, showing respect to the Lady.

"I've heard alot from my grunts of your exploits Sir Abbottè. Even my men were extremely impressed by your performance."

"Thank you Lady Minuit. I've long been wishing to have the opportunity to fight a wyvern. If it weren't for you, I would've never had the opportunity to perform an Ewig'Triomphe through the streets of our Capital. To think only a handful of our Kings and a singular Queen was able to do it. The glory was amazing, no words may compare to the pride of showing one's achievement to the people."

"With that, I hope we'll be able to reach the completion of our deal."

"Consider it done. The Abbottè family, and the House of Charlemagnes shall not ask anything else, including the profits. We already got what we wanted."

"Thank you again, Sir Abbottè. May you have a safe trip." Alana bows back and like the busy body she is, heads to the doors of the warehouse where Head Knight Malakur was waiting for her.

"Lady Minuit, the Charlemagnes haven't asked for anything else I presume? You have that devilish grin on your face again."

"Heavens Malakur, I have called you by your first name since we were at the University. No need to call me with such respect when it's just the two of us."

"Ohhh I can't, you know me. I like my job as a Knight working for a beautiful lady."

"We really went overboard in the library. Those stories were good, but to think it'd influence you this much even after a hundred or so years."

The Knight removes his helmet, letting his long flowy waist length hair show. The pale man smiles at the Countess who only reached the height of his neck and the two go inside, the two see Bahamut with a green and red baby wyverns just munching on her head and the both try not to laugh but fail. Stopping midway through their walk to take a breather as laughter spills out. The Dragon God hears this and conjures a gigantic violet fireball. It was so hot the Mother Wyvern had to look away, but the little ones just kept munching on her skull relentlessly.

The two Vampires dive into the snow outside. Seeing that she's made her point, Bahamut grabs the baby wyverns by the scruff and gently places them down as her veil and crown is wet from its saliva.

"I-i apologize."

"It's fine... Just... take good care of them."

Going outside of the Warehouse, the snowy landscape looked harsh and brutal but the beautiful and scenic gothic architecture of the capital made it seem bearable. She helps Alana up, gently pulling her out from the pile of snow. Meanwhile, the small baby red wyvern peeks from the warehouse doors and looks at Bahamut. Completely in love with her beauty, though her dark dress covered most of her body, it showed her amazing curves and her perfect height. Being taller than Alana and about the same height as the armored vampire man.

"Do you have any qualms with how we're proceeding so far? Are the cows good enough?"

"All is good, luckily that golden armored man didn't do any fatal damage to Garrana. Her wings should be able to heal up in a month or two. Though I do see your economy rising to the top with this. It might even rival that of the other nations or the Empire."