Your Not So Ordinary Villain



Onyx came out and shook his head at the bloody scene. He helped the butler by burning all the corpses and the blood to get rid of the metallic and fishy smell that accumulated. Once the master really put his mind into doing something there was no stopping him.

"This is a pretty view!" Ignius appeared above them as he admired the fire and the corpses that already turned into ash.

"The master just went on a small rampage and vented his displeasure," Onyx chuckled. He was also fixated on the fire as it rose to the sky.

"This is a small price to pay and besides those people were only here to scout us. If there were spies left on that batch then they better think twice before defying the master. If that were me, I would have killed them all and just left the mage brigade alive." Ignius floated down and landed on the ground silently. His black hair fluttered and slowly settled behind him too.

"They're lucky that the master did not go all out and even left some of them alive," Onyx agreed. He then looked at the dragon who had his arms folded on his chest.

"Indeed, very lucky but those on the other side won't be that lucky." Ignius met the man's eyes and grinned.

Onyx understood his meaning. It was a simple conclusion that they could come up with anytime of the day. Ignius went ahead and spied on the king and the other kingdoms to see their movements and based on his grin, they would definitely have a good time. He then remembered that he would need to visit the organization too to see what they were up to now.

With his blonde hair, he walked towards the Justice of Light after he teleported there. The believers were startled at his sudden appearance that they couldn't move from where they were standing. He looked around and could only raise an eyebrow. They must have been wondering who he was since the only people who saw his appearance were the king and the crown prince.

The people who immediately recognized him were the priests who were scurrying around. They stopped once they saw him and they were delighted to see that the Holy Knight finally returned. These priests flocked towards him and started to ask where he had been.

Onyx remained despite the barrage of questions directed at him. In his silence, the priests finally noticed that there was something wrong with him. They all stepped back and this action made Onyx grin. The priests were then sure that there was indeed something different with their Holy Knight.

"What's the matter? You should be happy that I even remembered to visit this place." He smiled at them like he always did in the past but the priests only took a step back.

Onyx could already tell what was on their mind but he chose to ignore it. He wanted to pretend a little bit more and make them even more anxious. Now that he didn't need to be the Holy Knight, he could do whatever he wanted.

"Who are you? You are not our Holy Knight!" One of the priests pointed and shouted at him with his trembling hand.

Onyx wrinkled his eyebrows before he looked down at himself. 'It must have been the clothes,' he thought to himself. He already got rid of the armor that he had been wearing for a long time and changed into more casual clothes. He was wearing a light blue long sleeved polo with two of its buttons unhinged and black slacks with his black loafers.

"I only got rid of that armor and you are already accusing me of being an impostor?" Onyx laughed, "Well you are right."

His hair then suddenly became black under the watchful gazes of the priests. Once he transformed, the priests did not think twice in attacking him with holy power. Onyx narrowed his eyes at the blinding light but it did not faze him whatsoever.

After the light ceased, he was still standing in the same spot with a wide grin on his face. After a while, mages appeared at the headquarters and they did not hesitate to attack Onyx. The man laughed and instead of staying there to play with them he teleported himself back to the manor.

The king stood at the balcony of the palace as he looked at the city of Lumier. He couldn't see his citizens who were supposed to be living in the capital city. There was no buzzing noise from the merchants and children playing around. His citizens had been evacuated and it was the only merit he could give to Rigel.

"We are ready, your majesty." General Ishmael entered the room and bowed to the king. "Our soldiers are ready to fight to their death."

"Is Ginehart and Blackwell here as well?" he asked without looking back. His gaze was still on the city.

"Yes, both the dukes are here with their forces," Ishmael answered. They thought that both dukes would refuse to help them but it never happened.

They arrived at the capital with their forces as they stood by the kingdom. Ishmael was a bit suspicious at first but he finally came to believe them as they did not see any communication between them and Rigel. Duke Ulysses Ginehart even provided them with the information of their enemy.

He detailed the number of people who were helping Rigel and what he understood with their abilities. He even told them that Linius was already an enemy of the kingdom. This information shocked the people in the room but they couldn't blame the general as the duke explained that he was forced into a contract with Rigel.

Linius would have been a great asset to them if he were to be on their side but it was a shame that he was not. The king finally turned around and left the balcony. There was no use in reminiscing right now because the battle would not be easy. He would have all the time in the world if they manage to eliminate that person.

The distance from the palace and the Ginehart manor in the capital was not that far. It would only take an hour with horse carriage and with the streets cleared, it took them faster to reach that place. Ulysses looked at the manor that lost its vibrancy and was only covered with black mist.

The manor and the street surrounding it was full of the black mist. Even the sky above it was gloomy even though the rest of Lumier was sunny. The place was completely overtaken by darkness and they feared that something like that would happen to the rest of Lunaira if they did not defeat the enemy.

From the inside of the manor, Cygnus was peacefully sipping on the tea that the butler prepared for him. Mr. C then bent down and whispered to his ear. The master nodded and gestured to the two guardian deities, Nina and Vain.

The four of them left and went out to face the army that was sent to fight them. Ignius looked out and saw that every corner of the street was filled with soldiers. The flags raised also represented the four ducal households which united to get rid of them.

"Are you sure that they will be enough to face the kingdom's army? I think they brought all of their men to kill you, I mean us." Ignius laughed after he peeked at the master who remained nonchalant.

"If they can't do it then there's no use with their powers. I should punish them if they fail." Cygnus shrugged his shoulders and continued to drink.

"But that number of warriors and even mages would be a bit difficult for them to deal with." Ignius commented after he made sure of how many warriors were there.