In our past life world, Mundo, there was a bit of a joke cracked by Wolflin Angevin, whom I knew as Tarakager "Tara" Wycliffe, one of my kinsmen in The Wycliffe Clan.
Back in those days, I quote his joke, "In Mundo, what no magic? There's a form of magic! What do you call a blade coated with a fire element? Magic of course! Magic's like a science! Come and drink osmanthus wine with me!"
In our current life, it was that astonishing from our childhood in this current life of ours that the magic system for how it was designed by the Founders, very compatable, and being an ultimate jack of all trades, that have higher chances of non-Covenantalian spells and related things of the foreign magic system be replicated.
Even Wolflin himself too was able recreate his signature moves when he was Tarakager "Tara" Wycliffe. I was happy towards that as part of our testing back then when we reunited during our childhood in our present carnations.
Inside the tower itself, my disguise based on my past life appearance as Ethan Wycliffe literally through a Covenantalian elementless-category spell, [Sincera Imitatio], at my gaze towards gaze of four Stygian wyvernlings, one of the creatures I asked to be recreated in this current life, I smiled and raised one of my Silverfrost Fangs at them to kill them, knowing they're too easy to dealt with to someone such as myself who fought them in the simulators and reality, while my girls were killing other artificial creatures in this tower floor.
Back in Blue Star World, the Stygian wyvernlings, were like "minions" or small fries, to its bigger alpha, Stygian Imperator, a flying wyvern-class monster, one of the "majus", the pack leader, just like a couple of monsters I knew, including those lions and its alpha of each subspecies.
For Stygian Imperator, the notes for this majus to the Sygian wyverlings, were to avoid its poisonous burning spiked tail, having reflexes to avoid its "gliding down", and most of all avoid its dark fiery breath with a common sense of being mindful of its minions.
If one's ranged user, aim for its wing webbings, eyes, cranium, reverse scale, legs, "flame sac", "throat", and its heart. It would really depend on the user since there's its minions. Also, if one got an ammunition projectile that could do a slash damage, that makes it better if you're a "sniper" - just fire it at the tail to cut it off, or aim the heart.
If one's a blademaster, cut its tail, destroy its reverse scale, attack its wing webbings, break the legs, and aim the heart. It's the almost the same method depending on the environment. You just needed to have an "essence arts" that was a projectile type, such as a wave slash projectile, for a "projectile" to do the trick provided the blademaster got something similar to Wolflin's Nebelsturm Waffenrock, or any spells that had those similar effects, to 'dance' against that black wyvern and his 'goons'.
These were the basics for Hunting Stygian Imperator 101. Know the aerodynamics of the flying monsters.
A paralyzing trap, or anything that paralyzes would also help in making it "stay grounded", not airborne. Paralysis-coating, antidote, and medicine must not be forgotten.
The group strategy, it would be a classic setup. Get "tanks", blademasters, and a couple of marksmen, with some "snipers". The tanks would be the "meatshield", the blademasters would do the thing, and the snipers would hide and take a moment of sniping at the Stygian Imperator.
In this situation, the warm up was a bit too much.
In the tally, we passed 20 Floors right in this Tower.
But who cares? We're not even doing the so-called speed running, or taking part of the sanctioned contest or bet.
It's only a habit of mine to be the most razor-sharpened blade because Aldrian culture. The ringing from my past life self, Ethan Wycliffe, in my past life, at the age of 5, when me and Wolflin were Ethan and Tara in our past life, after our training session at the training facility in the Wycliffe Clanlands, had shown why it was necessary.
Fantasy worlds, as we say, interesting yet can be dangerous. Be the most sharpened blade in the situations outside the "shit hits the fan" conditions.
"CAWK!"
Ignoring the dead cries of a Stygian wyvernling because of Willow's well-placed shot with her rifle,I turned and looked at Sena herself who thrusted her Kaze no Tsubasa, her jūmonji yari, killing off a flock of these mobs.
She's using her [Thunder Beast Sword Saint Armor], one of her personal spells taught to her mother, Ayasa, almost similar to Wolflin's [Nebelsturm Waffenrock], and [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind]. It's basically a lightning mana coating one's self forming like an protective armor where itself could be used both offensively and defensively at the same time time. Her appearance with that spell turned on, she's very beautiful while rapidly thrusting, and slashing her yari to these flock of onyx-colored wyverlings.
Reminding me of [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind], a spell created by Carolus the First Cross, an Aldrian historical figure from my past life world, her [Thunder Beast Sword Saint Armor] spell, it's like seeing meeting a lightning element cross-spear in a way I almost remembered that particular related living armor species, that certain manbeast-class monster called as the speed demon lancer from my past life, Vanthelion.
This does not change the fact I created 'spells' with Wolflin's help before encountering that kind of living armor species monster in our past life.
In our current life, I enjoyed the looks of those who tried fighting against that recreated speed demon lancer for the first time including during [National Foundation of the United Covenant Day]. It was that somehow challenging including to my harem's my non-reincarnation faction girls such as Tina, Aloisa, and a couple of others, in facing against a monster from my past life I, Tara, and the reincarnators originated from our past life world, had it be recreated in our current life through the work done by [The Central Statutorial Commission of Training Dungeon Affairs].
These monsters we were currently fight against, they're artifically created ones that only existed in the training dungeons, not outside the training dungeon itself.
Just like Mundo, this world's a fantasy world from the start.
"CAW!"
"CAW!"
A flock of wyverlings died from my shotgun shot bullet. What a handy Aldrian magic bullet.
Ignoring the sounds of these artificial creatures getting massacred by my party, I smiled, and let my intent be known to my party, through the link. "My ladies, a small advance reminder, I will now bring out [Gale of Ashen Judgement] blades."
"Understood, Hubby." "Understood, Milord." "Okay, Your Majesty." "Darling, I got it." "Similar to our past life as ever, Darling."
Now understanding their adjustments of their movements through our shared link, swapping my [Silverfrost Fangs] revolvers with [Gale of Ashen Judgement], my blades that were basically the better version of my past life's, I had immediately invoked [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind], one of the Aldrian essence arts I learned from my past life.
Back in Aldria, my former homeland in Blue Star, the [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind] itself traces its origins back to its creator, Carolus the First Cross, the son of my past life country's of one of the creators of 'magic system' and one of the ancestors of The Wyynser Royal Dynasty, known for his fondness of this immoral plant only native to Aldria itself, the Silver Dragon Orchid itself, that had the royal family and Aldria be affiliated with that national flower, and that had Aldria, as a country also called The Silver Dragon Orchid Kingdom.
This [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind] spell was almost similar to Wolflin's or so what he said for the inspiration in our past life for the creation of his signature 'spell'. What this thing does increases speed, enhances the attack and strenght while being covered by an armor whose color was beautiful and pleasant literally the same as the color of Silver Dragon Orchid itself.
Now that I'm coated with it, grinning behind my Crystalwing Fox Helmet, which, by the way, was essentially a helmet from my past life I created and owned, it's time for this side of me to come out — The Silver Glint.
The monicker, The Silver Glint, was what I was called in this current life, because of my version of [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind], which like the users of the OG [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind], was just another derivative I made for myself.
As Galavryn Lysendel, how I earned this nickname? It's back when I entered the local tournament held at Tal'vareda Engarzeth, a SAR of my home domain, under my false name, Balmuth Asberle, during my so-called "ehrenschwertmagier squire days" at the age of 7 and the start of this tradition and practice made by The Founders of the Covanantal Realm, "a royalty must experience the life of a common man disguised to understand". I even held back and had limiters back then including now. Because of the signature silver of my modified [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind], the nickname got stuck, and the good thing was I did not even used my real name, Galavryn Lysendel.
'Here it goes, the slashes and movements using [Cataphract of the Silver Orchid's Tailwind].'
The moment I start with my right foot while coated with the familiar color of the Silver Dragon Orchid throughout my being while holding my blades, I let myself savor the feeling of being in a battlefield in in my own dance.
Maiming more wyverlings from this 'sprint', I remembered another thing.
The battlefield itself, both my past life and current life.
The fear of the enemies, and those rotten, my inner self's hand had blood of the enemies.
If one's a royalty or from the aristocracy or priviledged but still remain a trash, a trash would remain a mongrel subjected for disposal.
This was normal. Wolflin shared tales, his carnatation in Tellus, Cedric Arboleda Vongola. A blade itself was one of tools just like here in Chevalynthea, and our past life country, Aldria.
With my gaze ahead, not caring about fallen constructs from my killing spree, I looked up at replication of the flying wyvern-class monster itself, descending and looking at myself first while it flapped its wings.
This same flying wyvern-class monster whose color was obsidian, had its reptilian-like yellow eyes scanning on my our work, aka the corpses of its minions.
Its 4 eyes, it was pissed off, big time.
The hanging poisonous tail, I am so wanting to cut it off back when I first encountered it from my past life. You thought it was me having that feeling, this urge to cut off its tail? Mira and Vivi too also had a urge for that even if they were gun users.
The Stygian Imperator lets out a loud shriek to us, "CAAAAAAAAWK!"
'Yeah, yeah, keep it loud, I don't care about your throat, and your raven-like shriek.' Amused at the supposed angry roar of the flying wyven-class monster that sounded like a raven, I let it be because from here, there would be a small showcase of a teamwork, through by [Bonds of Destiny].
Willow or should I say Vivi, who was behind and hiding, I knew what this former Aldrian princess would do next with her rifle.
I did not do anything at all. Nothing really except be alert. I had confidence in her marksmanship.
And the moment I anticipated of Willow's marksmanship, it came.
Not hearing the gunshot, the flying wyvern-class monster fell dead from her sniping right at its heart, one of the weakspots and guaranteed kill.
This was the strategy that worked well if one's a marksman. Your rifle must have a silencing mechanism and muzzle flashhider, one of the universal standards back in Blue Star including in The Twin Suns of the Silver Dragon Orchid Empire aka my past life country, Aldria.
My Crystalwing Talons, the predecessor of my Silverfrost Fangs, had those even for being pair of revolvers. It's another one of the Aldrian things, one of the innovations I created in my former life, brought back in this life.
Smiling behind my helmet, I deactivated the [spell, and turned to look at this ex-royal's former hiding spot, and used our internal private comms. "Floor cleared. Nice shot, Willow."
"Thank you, Ethan." said Vivi, dropping the spell, revealing this disguised blonde, wearing her custom armor, a product of artificing, that basically had it look like some "normal clothing" at glance but enough for the gun users such as her. "I like it when my shots hit the mark. I like our teamwork and bonds more."
With her "Perch of Blossoming Fang", an artifact that was Vivi's rifle, dematerialized into particles because she unsummoned it, Mira, beside Sena, wearing her hat, ever so cheeky, joked. "'Hime-sama', does that include our past life experience?"
"Yes. It holds a value and our bonds and affection towards our Darling (˶ˆᗜˆ˵) "
The two, Mira and Vivi, shared a laugh that had others joining in.
Them smiling and laughing together, it's a normal sight.
Their bonds, our bonds, were like the Silver Dragon Orchid itself and what it symbolized in the Empire. The good thing was we were able to receate this lovely Aldrian orchid through bioalchemy. I could not even fucking describe how beautiful Aldrian national flower was from its appearance.
Smiling back, it's all done as per what we agreed, and had them gathered through by my intent of our link via Bonds of Destiny.
They did so.
It's nice, innit?
With my helmet also dematerialized, revealing this reincarnator's past life appearance self as Ethan Wycliffe, the Lord Paramount of Wycliffe Marisgrad, this reincarnator, me, said them as my our weapons were summoned back. "My Dears, that's enough for today. It's time for us to leave the training dungeon and the tower altogether."
With their nods, we exited the Tower itself through the teleportation mechanism in the floor I used to teleport us to one of my estates.
Arriving, I smiled fondly at this property of mine, Lakesong Retreat of the Moon's Reflection Estate, in sights.
It surpasses the definition of "grand mansion" by my standards.
Luxurious yet humble? Check.
Taxpayer's Money? Nope.
Hardwork? Check.
Modularity? Check.
Made with magic? Check, also the cause of modularitTASKy because of a mechanism that allows modularity.
Hotsprings and facilities? Triple check for an absolute cinema!
With my entourage of my 4 beautiful girls of my harem by my side, we entered and got welcomed with a bow by the staff of Lakesong Retreat of the Moon's Reflection Estate, The Management of Lakesong Retreat of the Moon's Reflection Estate, through by Sebastian Nibelung, the Chief Managing Officer, and the staff taking care of my abode here in Orlači-Hernandez Greater Isles.
"Welcome back, Your Highness." welcomed Sebastian.
"Thank you, Sebastian and the Management." I responded.
Moving on, my group went inside the humble abode, greeted by the rows of maintained trees and plants on the pathways, and the gardens.
The maintained trees and plants, they're magical species. Some of them were products of bioalchemy and some of them were not.
Botanical fields meeting magic, this was what I liked for a factor having magic meeting various disciplines. It brought many possibilies just like when magic itself brought forth the true essence of modularity.
Within 2 minutes of walking and passing the infras and things where each every servants greeted our entourage, the courtyard and the paths of the cared plants and trees
Going inside at the main house through the teleportation array, we arrived at the entrance of family common room of Lakesong Retreat of the Moon's Reflection Estate where there's decorations such as two decorative suit of armors emblazoned with my Covenantal House crest on the kiteshield on the door way.
The design of these suit of armors were of Aldrian designed I crafted. It's something of "seraphimic" in design and sporting that unyielding Aldrian Spirit look.
Going through there, our group took our seats while some servants prepared us snacks and drinks.
While the food and snacks prepared on the way, using my tablet, I'm counting the amount of Covenantix I earned from dungeon diving in the Tower found at the training dungeon we left.
In The United Covenant, Covenantix was basically merit points. Untradeable, it comes with Reward Points Shop. As for how I earned this merit points together with my party, by killing those monsters at the training dungeon, we were basically giving a "data" to [The Central Statutorial Commission of Training Dungeon Affairs] for improving an artificially made monsters in the training dungeons. Chevalynthea as a country do incentivize the successs and contributions as per designed by The Founders of the Covenantal Realm. That's what motivatees us, Chevalynthean/Covenantalians in this world.
Sebastian, brought forth the report. As per the procedure, every Chief Managing Officer of my estates and properties, had a line to The Fellowship of the Inner Covenantal Circle, The CPUF, and The Royal High Council of Sovereign Affairs.
"Young Master, the targetted Segliorian Liberty Party cadres and leadership, they're all eliminated."
I sipped tea and let out a knowing playful smug. "All within my calculations as expected. We played them in this ignorance for a fiddle and their attempt to disguise the VNFO persons with fabricated names and background. To be honest, their denial of having Vespergurgian Nationalist Fatherland Organization in their ranks was so 'cute' that the conspiracy theory about the Segliorian Liberty Party having a VNOF deep state written by a good Segliorian, Armando Posadas, is confirmed. Anyway, Sebastian, thank you for passing this. At this minute, [The Grand Unified Covenantal Council of the Realm] will proceed with the plan I set for Segliora."
[The Grand Unified Covenantal Council of the Realm], they're basically my past life country's equivalent of [The Crown State Administrative Council of the Reich]. The GUCCR itself was like that to a former Aldrian like myself. They're The Central Government of the Covenantal Realm.
As for the plan of Segliora since it was confirmed there were ethnosupremacist kakistocratic rats, similar to the Aldrian method and answer to the Edenianist peons in my past life, there'll no room of mercy and no chances. It's a liberation and putting it under the Chevalynthean orbit through the guidelines of the Aldrian playboook that'll have the operation be classified as special military operation towards that kakistocratic country.
The Repubic of Segliora itself lately through its President, the current Supremo, Antonio Romualdez, and the Segliora Liberty Party Central Committee had been bragging the citizens of The Covenantal Realm and The White Lily Pact member-states would pay the tarriffs to make Segliora great again when in fact it should have been the Segliorians themselves paying every single Segliorian Peso to a single Segliorian-made product and services. These Segliorian politicians were just typical traditional corrupt politicians who I'm sure [The Royal Covenantal Compliance Corps] would have a field day of sending them off for death penalty.
Segliora itself had disputes in the areas at Oshetian continent, at the part of the so-called 'West Segliorian Sea'.
Afterall, the Segliora Liberty Party and most parts of Segliora were too corrupt in a way that the Chevalynthea had hosted the "good Segliorians", leaving the "bad Segliorians" out, ever since from the still on-going braindrain started by the SLP.
Vivi and Mira, being both past life Aldrians just like me, smiled knowingly, while the girls listened.
"Like those villains in the stories, these mere corrupt swarms will have their story to conclusion. Their disparaging remarks those who don't follow what the Segliora Liberty Party regime in Segliora as traitors, and to our country and those who critize the SLP, as the tyrants and oppressors, present themselves in this Silver Archduke of Bergklar's gaze." I continued, sipping tea, as I became slightly serious as my tone showcased I'm a veteran of battles, a reincarnator, and a leader. "Those who sold their dignity for a material wealth to spread infactual information and pieces under the corrupt regime's errands, whatever the reasons they had to accept these kinds of payment in the employment, are those who hold sold out their own dignity and honor as individuals. The final phase of the plan I contrbibuted regarding Segliora will have the SLP's story end with a …"
I placed the chess piece, a Knight, on the floating chessboard, as I spoke out a single word with a playful smile. "Checkmate."