Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Plans on all sides that can mess shit up 2…
It was not that the Dagger clan was not strong enough. In fact, not just now, but at the time of the invasion into the Chikitsa clan territory, they were eight times the size of the Chikitsa clan, but unfortunately, they still lost.

This, however, was due to the generational use of a particular biological weapon that was called the Tamashi.

The loss on the side of the Dagger clan was so massive that the submissive clans to them saw their loss as an opportunity to break free and rebel.

Which in turn caused far more losses for the Dagger clan.

There were suddenly in a position where allied forces had turned against them and they had lost a huge chunk of their power to the threat that was a Tamashi.

This served as one of the biggest lessons to the tribe.

In fact, it was so deep that it was taught to children as bedtime stories in other for them not to repeat the same mistake again.

After all, it was a time in history when the clan was almost completely wiped out.

However hard the times were for the Clan then, the Dagger Clan still managed to win and become sovereign again. This was because of an elite underground force that the Dagger Clan had managed to plant within those subordinate clans.

This force was known as the Dagger organization.

There was nothing they did not do: Murder, assassination, stealing, bribery, corruption, and selling of fake information.

Anything that kept the glory of the Dagger clan or exulted it.

This was the organization that did that.

Naturally, the Dagger Organization had tried many times to get their way into the Chikitsa clan, but for some unknown reason, their plans have always been foiled.

Therefore, they decided to change tactics, and that was on finding information on the reason why they lost the war the last time.

In other words, they needed information on the human weapon known as the Tamashi.

But unfortunately, information on the Tamashi was mostly lost a long time ago, and the remnant of what was left was a closely guarded secret by the Clan Chief.

The only truly known fact which had now been confirmed by the assassins that went for Chiron’s life was that there could only be one Tamashi per generation.

In other words, a Tamashi was not exactly a blessing that the Chikitsa clan could use whenever they were threatened but a cursed weapon with only one LIFE line.

The Assassins that were able to enter the Chikitsa Clan because of Leongu’s greed for the greatest forging technique were able to confirm that Chiron was heavily protected.

Of course, this was misinterpreted information. Because at the time, they had come for his life when he was receiving treatment from Elder Ellen and she had shown her over-protectiveness for her boy toy.

Another piece of information had also been confirmed. Which was the fact the Tamashi was incapable of cultivation.

Leongu had reported back to the Dagger organization that the Elders of the clan were the people responsible for the death of the assassins.

The reason he had said this was because, by the time he had gotten to the Graveyard, it was filled with the Elders of the clan.

And as one would expect, the incident that happened at the graveyard was something that the clan elders decided to keep a secret. Which further made Leongu believe that this was true.

He told the Assassin organization his assumptions as truth in other to preserve his own life.

Those assumptions now led to this meeting of the elders of the Clan.

Since Leongu’s assumptions could not be confirmed, they were taken as truths.

The Elders had been in this meeting room for a while, but al of them remained silent in their seats.

Each one of them was contemplating the information they had received about the Chikitsa clan.

At the head of the table was an obvious short man with an average build. He had full hair that was palmed majestically to the back, and he had a moustache that was starched and trimmed at the edges and all around his jaw.

He was well aged over seventy years, but his cultivation was good and it kept him looking young.

If Chiron was here, this man’s look would have instantly reminded him of a strong famous dictator in his former world that caused World War 2.

But it was not just the man’s looks, but also his demeanour that spoke volumes of his rulership.

It was true that the Clan Chief had to be the strongest and his word stood strong in the clan, but this man took it up certain notches.

The exact tense moment that the clan elders were currently facing was not because they did not have suggestions to make about the Chikitsa problem, but because all of them were afraid of saying something that would not register well with this man.

This Chief of the great Dagger clan of the Almace continent was known as the Dagger Father.

This, of course, was more of a title than a name given to whosoever ruled the clan.

However, this man had ruled for so long that no one really remembered his name.

In fact, he had been ruling the clan since he was only in his early twenties.

He had inherited the rulership from his father, and his old man ensured to deal with all potential enemies to his son’s rule before leaving this world.

The Dagger father looked around the table. His eyes scanned the elders in his midst. Any one of them that would meet eyes with him would feel a shiver run down their spine, and they would avoid his eyes while praying in their hearts that their deaths had not just been decided on accident.

Behind him stood a man with a calm expression. It was obvious that the man behind him was his most trusted adviser. But not just that, this man was the person in charge of the Daggar Clan’s Assassin organization.

He was known as Long Knife.

Long-Knife whispered some words into Dagger-Father’s ear.

Dagger-Father suddenly smiled, which for these men, was even worse than his frown.

Many of his malicious atrocities had been done while having that smile.

For these men, the room might have well dropped in temperature.

And then he laughed, “I have gotten it!” He spoke in his deep bass commanding voice, “We shall use the gathering of the sword clans.”

The moment he spoke, all the elders nodded in acknowledgement.

“Yes, Dagger Father! That’s exactly what I wanted to say.” One Elder gave a fake smile as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Long Knife bent forward and whispered some more into Dagger Father’s ears.

As he did, the ruler’s eyes brightened in understanding.

“Good! Long Knife. It’s true! I’ll leave you to that. I think with this, this meeting is over.”

Long-knife’s suggestion was simple. Kill the Tamashi, or at least force the Chikitsa clan into such a position where they were forced to use it.

Without the Tamashi, the Chikitsa clan did not have any weapon that could cause severe damage to the Dagger clan.

Of course, this plan was to take off during the Gathering of the Sword clans.

What better time to hurt your enemy than when his guard was down?

…

Yet again, in another part of the Almace continent.

A report was being brought to a King. A ruler of a very large kingdom.

This kingdom was so strong that it ruled 4/10 of the Almace continent. It was a true superpower.

In the Royal castle sat an old king on his high golden throne. He had long white hair on his head that connected to his long similarly white beards.

On his right hand was a golden ring with a very peculiar symbol.

If Chiron was here, he would have recognized this symbol. That was because he had seen a similar one not so long ago on a gravestone.

It was a circle that was crossed out by two strips.

Even though the man on this throne appeared old, his eyes were still as sharp as that of an eagle.

As the ruler of a wealthy prosperous kingdom, he commanded great power and wealth. Satisfaction was only a stretch away.

But things were not always as they seemed.

For years now, he had been suffering from a loss. It was a loss so deep that it made him regret all his actions that led to it.

“Maybe if I had not forced her into marriage, she would have still been here by my side.” he thought to himself.

His eyes looked to the highly decorated ceiling of his throne room as he remained lost in thought.

*DOOM!*

The loud sound of someone banging into the throne room suddenly brought him out of his daze.

It was an old woman with a long walking stick with voodoo dolls and cowries on it. She was practically in rags that formed a strong contrast with the beauty of the room.

However, this woman was a very important person. She was so important that the moment the King saw her, he stood on his feet to welcome her.

However, the woman was in no mood for pleasantries.

“I have found her!” the woman declared as she came forward, “Her soul was hidden from my eyes before, but now, I have found her. I have found Princess Nora!”

The King’s eyes widened in surprise.

….

Chiron was not aware of the crazy things he had triggered because of his hunger for power…