Kamrusepa was more of a statesman than a warrior, but she was still capable enough to protect her own territory from any threats.
"Why have the two of you come here, Bask and Zarn?" Kamrusepa asked coldly.
"We’ve come here to make you an offer you can’t refuse, Kamrusepa," Bask, the middle-aged-looking Majin Prince, replied. "Our King, Valtheron, has decided to marry you and have your daughter, Siri, marry his son."
"Of course, if you don’t want to accept their offer, Siri can always marry into the Vermillion Royal Family," a younger-looking man, who seemed to be in his mid-thirties, commented. "Either way, that will solidify the alliance between the Astoria Faction and the Blackfang Dominion. It’s a win-win for everyone." For original chapters go to novel⦿fire.net
He was none other than Zarn, who represented the Vermillion Royal Family, which was part of the many factions under the Blackfang Dominion.
His gaze lingered on Kamrusepa for a few seconds, appreciating her beauty before shifting his gaze toward the Royal Palace.
Even from far away, he could see things perfectly, like a bird of prey hunting for its target.
However, when he saw a young man hugging Siri from behind, a frown appeared on his face.
Before Kamrusepa could even do anything, Zarn threw one of his scarlet feathers at the speed of sound, targeting Mikhail’s head to kill the young man who dared lay hands on the chosen wife of their prince.
When the feather was only a few meters away from Mikhail, Cranky casually caught it mid-air and threw it back to Zarn at a momentum five times faster than the speed of sound.
A moment later, a pained cry escaped Zarn’s lips as his feather scratched his cheek, then ripped his ear off his body.
It happened so fast that no one, except Kamrusepa, realized what had happened.
"You dare!" Zarn roared angrily before transforming into a giant Vermillion bird, its entire body covered with flames.
Those who didn’t know might think that he was a Phoenix, but a Vermillion Bird and a Phoenix were two different beasts.
In fact, Kamrusepa’s true form was a Red Phoenix, which was the same as her daughter, Siri.
This was also why the Vermilion Royal Family wished for Siri to become the wife of their prince. With their union, they believed Siri would give birth to a more powerful beast that was half Vermilion Bird and half Phoenix.
Bask backed away, but he paid close attention to Kamrusepa’s expression.
The beautiful lady was calm—too calm, it made him uneasy.
He could even see the mocking look in her gaze as if she were looking at dead people who had come to her domain in order to die.
With a screech that made the guards of the city drop from the sky due to how powerful it was, the Vermillion Bird charged toward the Royal Palace, intending to fight Cranky to death.
If he weren’t blinded by rage and at least tried to discern Cranky’s strength, he would realize that he would be unable to tell his Rank.
There could only be two explanations for this.
The first one was that Cranky was only an ordinary being, a bug that he didn’t need to pay attention to.
The second was that Cranky’s rank was too high for him to discern!
"Don’t kill him," Thirteen said. "He might still be useful."
Cranky nodded before rising to meet the Vermilion Bird in the sky.
The Vermilion bird emitted another ear-piercing screech before the flames in its body burned brighter.
It flew straight toward Cranky like a meteor about to obliterate anything that blocked its way.
"You’re so noisy," Cranky said before kicking the angry bird on its jaw, sending it flying upward.
Bask’s eyes widened in shock at the sight and he wondered if he was just seeing things.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, Zarn was stronger than him by a small margin. But that difference was enough for him to recognize that he wouldn’t win against the Vermilion Bird in a head-on battle.
Watching the other be kicked like some random pest, he and his subordinates shuddered.
"K-Kamrusepa... who?!" Bask asked in a shaky voice.
"Someone you shouldn’t offend." Kamrusepa sneered.
A moment later, the giant Vermilion Bird crashed down outside the gates of the city, creating a crater as large as its body.
Zarn was not yet dead, but anyone who saw his sorry state understood that he was only a step away from crossing over to the afterlife.
Cold sweat dripped down Bask’s face because he could feel someone standing right behind his back.
He didn’t dare turn his head because he had a feeling that if he did, his neck would be snapped then and there.
"I-I apologize," Bask said as he mustered all of his courage to speak. "I have eyes but failed to see His Excellency’s greatness. I, Bask of the Blackfang Dominion, am willing to compensate His Excellency for my transgression."
"Tell your King to come here tonight," Cranky replied. "Tell him Azrael is waiting for him. If he doesn’t show up, I’ll do to him what I did to that noisy bird. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Your Excellency!" Bask replied louder than he should have due to the fear that had gripped his heart.
They had come to Kamrusepa’s Domain, planning to use numbers and power to pressure her into agreeing to their request.
None of them expected that she was entertaining a guest far more powerful than any Majin Prince he’d seen in his lifetime.
’Could he be a Majin King?!’ Bask gritted his teeth as he kept his gaze facing his front. ’Is Kamrusepa conspiring with someone this strong to make all of us submit?!’
He didn’t have answers to his questions, but he was sure of one thing.
If Kamrusepa and this being formed an alliance, the Blackfang Dominion wouldn’t stand a chance!
"Y-You guys! Carry Zarn!" Bask ordered. "We still take him back with us!"
"And who said that you can take him back?" Cranky’s cold voice, filled with killing intent, made the Majin Prince shudder uncontrollably. "Just do what I told you, understand?"
"Y-Yes, Your Excellency!" Bask replied before using all of his willpower to fly away, heading east.
His followers quickly followed suit, as if their lives depended on it.
Zarn had already returned to his human form, whose face was bloody after receiving a casual kick from Cranky.
The Celestial picked him up and flew towards the Royal Palace.
Kamrusepa followed behind him, smiling ear to ear.
It had been a while since she felt this good, and she was even looking forward to seeing the arrogant rulers of the Blackfang Dominion. Without divination, she knew they would regret sending their people, who had tried to kill Thirteen’s brother.
Although Thirteen looked calm on the surface, it was no secret that he cared for his family very much.
The moment Cranky tossed Zarn to the teenage boy’s feet, Thirteen raised his hand and summoned a few golden chains to wrap the Majin Prince’s body.
A moment later, a portal opened by his side. He casually tossed the Vermilion Bird in, knowing it would soon be bullied by Thirteen’s subordinates, who looked at their newest member with smiles on their faces.