HPDBC Chapter 21: The welcoming of the young masters
Chapter 21: The welcoming of the young masters
chapter 21: chapter 21: the welcoming of the young masters
[one month later]
" tch, to think this era would be this advanced, things like this never happened during the saturn era, this generation sure is promising " the voice of kyle reinhart was heard, he is sitted in a carriage.
" i was able to return back the rutherford barony to her former glory before i left, but to think i wouldn't have the time to check out my newly found powers, it's such a shame " kyle said to himself.
his legs crossed while staring down at everything from the window!
" i was able to only check one out of the few blessings out, the demonic projection, a power that grants me the ability of a demon even though i'm not a true demon, powers like the demonic eye " kyle said.
his eyes glowed brightly red, he could see through the invisible defensive veils casted, but that's just a little of its abilities!!
present with him in the carriage is his personal guard, ser tristan, commander dylan who led the black corps had arrive earlier in the nebula capital to welcome their liege back into the capital of the reinhart duchy.
it's the day of the young masters welcoming after all.
the carriage of kyle floated on the air, and it's carriers were four paled skinned homunculus with four eyes, artificial magic beasts created by the vahallan empire as a means of transportation and they all had four wings.
vahallan empire is one of the most technology advanced empire in the continent!
having one of the best defensive magic systems in the continent, they are known to be the most powerful empire, controlling thousands of lands and sharing it amongst it's people!
the carriage made its landing in the capital of nebula, the home of the reinhart dukedom, nebula had hundreds of landing spots for everyone who came by the homunculus carriage but his is different.
after all....he is a noble son of the reinhart family.
kyle's carriage made its landing within the estate of the reinhart family, they were many all lined up to welcome the tenth young master, other young masters of the duchy returned earlier leaving kyle.
the door leading into his carriage opened up.
" ah, it really was fun flying in a carriage, i think i will try it again " kyle spoke out when he made his way out of the carriage, the moment he came down from the carriage, the maids and butlers who waited for him were all in the state of shock.
this isn't the kyle reinhart they knew before, kyle was five foot and eight inches tall but now he is six foot tall, his silver hair reached his shoulders, cladded in his royal silver noble outfit, kyle smiled.
he looked around, scanning the area.
everyone fell on their knees except a grey haired old looking butler, they all had their heads bowed before the tenth young master, behind kyle reinhart stood ser tristan, his personal guard.
" we greet the tenth young master, welcome back to roseville " they voiced out in unison when the butler stepped forward, approaching kyle....he bowed his head before kyle, greeting him specially.
" you should be careful with your words? it seems you have forgotten that the man who stands before you is the tenth young master of the reinhart dukedom, bridled your tongue " ser tristan warned.
" ser tristan, lower your blade.....i don't think he has forgotten that, he won't be serving as a butler if he did, he is just concerned about the way i changed but you don't have to worry about anything butler buntley "
" it's just me, i just got tired of being a prey that's all " kyle stated.
with that he left the scene, it took them a few minutes before they arrived at the entrance of the roseville castle, one of the biggest castles of the vahallan empire, those who waited at the front gate were his men.
commander dylan and his two majors, and the three special knights under the black corps!
they only brought an handful of both soldiers and knights, commander dylan who waited for his lord's arrival got down from his horse, the rest followed and they all bowed their heads before him!
" we greet the liege " they voiced out in unison.
" commander dylan, it seems you guys waited for me huh? i just recently landed but to think you waited at the front gate of the roseville castle, did they not let you in? " kyle asked.
" no, not at all....since we held your confirmation letter, we were recognized as your private army, and we were invited into the castle to await your presence but i chose to welcome you in a grand style "
commander dylan answered.
" awww, that's quite sweet isn't it? it's being awhile since i last saw my family, i wonder if they are still hostile to this body " kyle said, he turned his gaze towards the gate of the roseville castle.
within a minute, the gate leading into the roseville castle was opened, a horse was prepared for kyle, he mounted his horse... riding his horse into the castle, he's escorted by his private army, the black corps.
the moment kyle entered into the roseville castle!
everyone had their eyes fixed on him, its as they claim, the roseville castle being the home of the empire's sword and the duke of crossword dukedom, its a hundred times the size of the werlock castle.
it's compound could contain a total of a hundred thousand soldiers within!
heavily guarded by different knight corps serving the reinhart family, kyle arrived at the entrance of the grand castle where he was welcomed by dozens of knight's captains and butlers.
but the most important figure is the head butler of the crossword dukedom, the butler of the duke himself, geran fruze!
kyle descended down from his horse, he looked around, checking the entirety of the roseville castle, geran climbed down the stairs, he bowed his head before the tenth young master kyle reinhart.
" it's being awhile hasn't it? tenth young master kyle reinhart....welcome back to roseville " head butler geran fruze declared when kyle's eyes widened.
" this man, while i don't have access to the memories of this child but i remember him, he is a man who engraved fear deep into the heart of this child, the butler to the patriach and a retired swordsmaster "
" the sword of the night, geran fruze! "