Nameless King

Wain felt intense heat from the Light Racer's palm, but he didn't fight back as he was sure that the Light Racer, as well as the others, would never hurt him.

"Good. Sometimes you can be pretty wise." Light Racer said with a slight smile on his face as he removed his palm, "You should have found me much earlier, but since you were slower than a turtle, I had to force the issue."

When the Light Racer said this, several messages appeared before Wain.

[The sixth form's special ability, Light Disk, has been unlocked!]

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[Light Disk

Use the power of speed and light to reach an amorphous form temporarily. You will disintegrate into particles of light that will turn into Light Disk to gain the ability to cut through anything, even space.]

"Hey, Light Racer, answer me one question." Wain said while rubbing his forehead to get rid of the burn.

"What's that?" Light Racer asked with a confused look.

"Who do you think wins the race?"

'ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N ovelBi(n)',

"Huh. It's obvious, of course, the fastest!" Light Racer replied in a confident manner.

"No." Wain shook his head, "The race is won by the turtle."

"Ahahahahahahaha." Black Sun Aristocrat laughed, "You compared our fastest one to a turtle? Damn, that's the best thing I've heard in a while."

"I agree." Knight of the Bloody Rose said in a calm voice as he nodded.

"You ungrateful bastard..." Light Racer muttered while clenching his hands tightly into fists.
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"So... What do we do next?" Wain asked and snapped his finger.

The dark cloud slowly descended as well as the lamps. Also, the atmosphere around it ceased to be threatening. It calmed down like a water surface.

"Time to learn about us as well as the others." Black Sun Aristocrat said before approaching Wain.

"Few have seen this side of me, but I can trust you." He muttered as he slowly removed his mask.

Instead of a face, Black Sun Aristocrat had only a dense layer of darkness that slowly headed toward Wain. The darkness covered him like a cocoon, and he closed his eyes.

...

Click.

The wooden door opened, and a man with dark hair in a long black noble coat stepped inside. He put his hand to his chest, bowed slightly, and said, "Sir, everyone is already assembled. We are only waiting for you.

A man in a red coat stood in the center of the room, with his back to him. On the table in front of him lay a white mask with several cracks around the edges.

"Good. Today is an important day, we shouldn't be late." The man nodded, put the mask on, and turned around.

They left the room for the banquet hall. They walked down a long corridor that was lit by crystal chandeliers and decorated with various rare paintings, as well as a long red carpet that stretched to each room.

'Is that the Black Sun Aristocrat? Damn, though he's usually quite cheerful, he knows how to be serious at important moments.' Wain inwardly muttered before following them.

A great number of people had already gathered in the banquet hall. Most of them were servants - waiters or maids that were arranging the last dishes and drinks on the long wooden table. There was still steam coming from the dishes as the cooks had only recently cooked them.

All this was done for a group of men dressed in noble black coats, but though everything was ready, none of them sat down at the table yet. They stood with serious faces next to their chairs.

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The servants opened the wooden gate as Black Sun Aristocrat and his assistant entered. The eyes of all the noblemen were immediately fixed on him as if they were waiting for his words.

Black Sun Aristocrat came to the table, raised his wine glass, and said, "Today is an important day for all of us. We, the 'Dark Hand,' are now the rulers of half of our beloved city, Daeron!"

"We have broken our enemies, their spirit, their will, and their lives! So, the same is waiting for our last adversaries before we finally become the only rulers in Daeron! Glory to Dark Hand!" The Black Sun Aristocrat exclaimed as he smashed his glass on the floor.

"Glory to Dark Hand!" The nobles exclaimed as they struck their glasses against the table.

Black Sun Aristocrat sat down in his luxurious seat, beckoned, and the nobles took their seats. By this time, the servants had removed the broken glasses and wine.

"Today, we have a feast that we all deserve, but it is not only a feast, it is also a declaration of war against our sworn enemies. Tomorrow we begin preparations for battle against the Scarlet Tree!" The Black Sun Aristocrat said in a thunderous voice.

"Unfortunately, I will have to mar this beautiful day, for even the brightest place has dark spots." The Black Sun Aristocrat looked at one nobleman as he snapped his finger.

Bam.

This nobleman's head exploded like a watermelon. The pieces flew apart as they stained the white tablecloth and the walls.

The nobles were baffled, but no one did anything about it. Their faith in the validity of the leader's actions was absolute.

"This man has been with us a long time, but still, he chose to betray us as he sold out to Scarlet Tree. You know my attitude towards traitors, anyone who chooses to betray us and our ideals will meet such a fate." Black Sun Aristocrat said in a calm voice and raised his hand slightly, "Raik, demonstrate to them.

"Yes." The man who stood beside him nodded before approaching the dead nobleman.

Raik tossed his body aside and, from beneath his coat, pulled out a red amulet in the shape of an ancient root. A faint glow emanated from it as well as a strong bloody scent.

"Isn't that..." The nobles muttered with a dazed look.

"I see... What a bastard, I can't believe that after all our accomplishments, he decided to defect to Scarlet Tree and become a spy." The other nobleman shook his head in a disappointed manner.

'Huh, how interesting. It's like a real detective.' Wain internally muttered as a slight smile appeared on his face, 'Honestly, I like this kind of Black Sun Aristocrat much better.'