Vengeance of the Returner

Chapter 202: Destiny arrives

"Greetings Lord Nix."

Breon greeted walking into the hall accompanied by a few of his guards.

Nix nodded without raising his body while looking up at him with arrogance.

"Mind getting straight to the point?"He asked placing another cigar in his mouth.

"Nix, endure your rage?" Asked Camila walking into the room as her eyes slightly glimmered in blue.

"If it isn't Heredia?"

He smirked.

Was that his mentioning that alerted the men? He did not know but they As soon as they heard his mentioning of Heredia. They all immediately kneeled including Breon.

She smiled at Nix and sat opposite his couch with her legs crosses elegantly.

"Our War commander is quite the furious man. Hope you people can be considerate."

"Such a sketchy goddess aren't you?" Nix asked with a smirk.

"Fufu, Indeed"

She did not deny that she was sketchy and replied after a giggle.

The men were immensely tensed and baffled by what was unfolding before their eyes. A mere human having a conversation with a god as an equal and exchanging jokes to each other. They were beyond awe-struck by the scene.

The spectators who witness the tale that revolves around Nix could certainly think of the gods as just a mere entity that possesses immense power. But if the tale spun to a random Entizen or a  Powerless entity it will show what the Gods are capable of. 

They are symbols of power and cannot be taken off as normal beings.

So, from the viewpoint of the soldiers and Breon, it was an inexplicable scene. Apart from all that Nix was quite intrigued about how they groveled on the floor. He did not see Heredia as such a symbol nor felt fear for her. This was partly because of her friendliness and the change in his own perception.

She was able to manifest through people who have a great affinity with her. This was how she used to manifest through Yeril, the angel who was once the representative of Ranrak.

Firstly one should have a very high affinity with Her and secondly, their soul should be under her grasp this was the necessary things that needed for her to manifest. And as such, she increased her affinity by sharing her powers with Camila. Apart from all this, a vessel cannot handle the manifestation of such an entity for a prolonged duration.

Most gods hold diverse techniques and rule in manifestation and some gods do not possess the power to manifest and unlike one could expect them to use great prowess all they can do is expel their will and have a conversation. 

This was strictly due to the law of Conservation. They cannot outright bring changes into the mid world unless they give or take in something in exchange moreover if they have to release their whole power grasping a vessel the vessel should hold strength comparable to that of a god or  Rivalling theirs.

"So? May I know why you intruded Camila?"

"May we take the leave to the palace? Lord Nix... And we need the Vessel of Her holiness as well"

"Sure..."

Nix uttered and followed them to the out of the guest house and laid his eyes on the men that were tied up in the garden. 

It seems Breon did not want to meddle with Nix's decision and as such he just acted as though he did not pay heed to the soldiers.

Nix walked towards the men and once again pulled them and tied them behind the carriage. This time Breon's face contoured and looked at Nix with fright.

"Please! We beg of you!"

The men screamed as they shed tears in agony. Their wounds weren't healed yet and now they didn't what he was about to do.

"Lord Nix, may I know what these men did?" Breon asked as the men looked at him with their pleading eyes.

"Blackmail, Abuse, Coercion of money from a woman I knew of."

"Understood," Breon uttered and drifted his eyes from Nix as he gazed at him with anger.

Soon he entered into the door accompanied by Camila where the carriages were parked and board on, along with Breon.

"I want my clan members there as well." He said after taking his seat while peering through the window.

"As you say, Lord Nix." Breon bowed and turned towards one of his guards and slightly nodded his head as a signal and he went into the guest house to bring Nix's clan members including Yeril and made them board in another carriage.

"I don't want you to cause a commotion. I believe you are in thoughts in convulsing about the cash collectors and the minister but, refrain yourself. We gods will take care of such immoral acts."

"Take care? You have been letting them do however they pleased to do and now blabber that you'll take care? People are being forced their labors aren't being paid to the amount of work they put."

"We are gods of Integrity. Not some entity you assume of. Just like you, we are neutral. When one suffers they reach out to gods. This is known to all the people of Government. Nevertheless, we do shower them with the act of kindness but we cannot just go out of our way."

What she meant is if the people suffer they'd reach out to gods and when they do they'll help but only to a certain extent and that too in the exchange of their devotion to amass divinity. Though this was merely Nix's speculation.

"I am glad that you gave out an honest answer. So I believe you are telling me to keep my mouth shut?"

"Accurately." She smiled drifting her hair away from her face.

"Understood, But, I'll do what I want to do." He replied.

Meanwhile, 

"He seemed to have changed..."

Sonali said while staring through the window of the carriage with her chin rested by her hand.

Her blue eyes reflected the movement of the images passing through as Shreya looked, filled with her own thoughts on her mind.

"Shreya?"

Sonali called again.

"Yes?" She said snapping her mind away from the distracting imagination that she through her mind with Nix.

"Haven't he changed a lot?" Sonali asked.

"Who?" Shreya questioned

"Nix"

Her face slightly reddened as she began to speak "Yes...Yes, He has become and cold...." Slowly she lowered her voice and muttered "Ahhh! He has become Hotter as well."

"What?"

"Umm...Nothing." She said covering her face.

"He certainly has become a ladies' man."

Nagendra uttered without any expression on his face.

"Are you envious of him Nag?"

Monica, the blonde woman said looking at him with her fierce eyes.

"Not at all. I just stated a fact. Just look at Shreya. She seemed to have fallen head over heels for him."

He said looking at Shreya with a smirk.

"What??? NO! Why would I?"

She said covering her face that was beet red.

"Hah, You are easy to read Shreya. But, I don't understand how those women chose him? He is a killer."

Monica shrugged.

"To be honest we don't know about him and we just knew each other for a few days but, during those days he was certainly a good man and he still seems to be one. His circumstances adrift him away."

Sonali explained.

"No one can 'Know' Who one truly is unless they choose to show," Monica said wearing a serious expression

"Hah, You are being unnecessarily wary of him." Shreya sighed.

"So you people are saying..."

"Move! Move!"

A few soldiers riding their Krigons yelled from the back of their carriage.

"Hah, seems like some official of the Royal council is going through this road."

Nagendra uttered turning back and pulled the leash to direct the carriage to the side.

"Did you hear? It seems they are called a War commander from somewhere far away."

Shreya said while slightly peering through the window as three carriages passed by them in a queue surrounded by few royal guards.

In a mere moment, she saw Nix's face through the window where he was looking out of the window in a random direction with a cigarette in his mouth. It was a crossing of destiny they did not discern, One of the few prewritten occurrences. 

"Sonali!"

She gasped.

"Yes?"

"Did you see? It was Nix..."

"Yes, the man resembled him a little and when we think about it Some woman from royal palace vouched from him. Maybe that was him?"

"Perhaps he is the war commander?"

"We'll know when we reach the palace."

Nagendra said without turning back.

"Seriously? I have been seeing him crossing our path from time to time... Who the hell is he? Last year he was an assassin who came to assassinate a Royal council member and now he is being invited to be a war commander. How did he manage to reach such heights?" Monica said looking at Nagendra's back who was busily driving.

"Obviously hard work and struggle. He might have been through several things and been recognized for his talent and hard work."

Nagendra said.