Chapter 6: Need of Unification

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Overlord: Celestial Crusade

"Cheers!"

The Bafolk were celebrating, having a feast at the center of their village, with the elder being along with those that fought with him at the plains "those bastards from Slane Theocracy are dead!" "the Holocaust Scripture's fighting force was exterminated!" "Long live Lord Aethaion!" were the words that could be heard loudly in conversations.

Meanwhile

Aethaion was outside the elder's house and then came Themis holding a steak "I followed your orders, Lord Aethaion, and got something to eat." she explained and took a bite, standing beside him and watching the festivities.

"Themis," he said after a minute of silence "it's clear that this Slane Theocracy is a very evil organization." he said realized and she nodded.

"Yes, my Lord. I interrogated one of the priest soldiers and he revealed that this Slane Theocracy is a human nation splitted into six religious sects, with one being the Holocaust Scripture." she explained calmly and Aethaion petted her hair.

"Good job Themis, you did an excellent job in gathering information." he said and he removed his hand, with Themis' head wings flapping from excitement and her face blushing.

"I-I have more. Apparently, each Scripture worships one of these Six Gods and a Cardinal is at the top while above all six is a Pontifix and there is a council that has the heads of each facility participate alongside them, with said council also influencing things from the shadows in other nations." she explained and Aethaion seemed to be in thought.

"Alright, Themis, thank you very much." thanked her Aethaion while doing a gesture at Themis who stopped and bowed, with him crossing his arms "I believe we must deal with that Slane Theocracy. While manipulating other nations is also serious, I can't stand the fact that they think only human lives matter!" he ended up shouting in disgust while gripping his fist tight, only for a glow to envelop and calm him.

"If you so wish it, we can use all Elysium Fortress's forces and crash it in your name." said Themis "I will notify everyone if you so desire it." she said again while maintaining her bowing stance.

"While I would love to destroy them, doing so will probably leave a power vacuum and bring chaos to the land." said a skeptical and troubled Aethaion who looked at the feast and began walking towards the elder who was drinking along with others, with him standing up upon glimpsing at Aethaion.

"Oh, Lord Aethaion! You decided to join the feast?" he asked with a drunk voice.

"No, thank you. Elder, you said that Bafolk in general live in tribes right?" he asked curious.

"Y-Yes. There are ten Bafolk tribes, with six being under the control of Buser while the others are independent." explained the elder.

Aethaion then went near the fire, grabbing the attention of everyone present "Dear villagers, while I understand your need to celebrate, I have something to announce." he said and everyone stopped what they were doing.

"I have come to realize that this Slane Theocracy is a very dangerous enemy, one I can't extermninate due to reasons." he explained and caused confusion and uneasiness to everyone present "I decided that all Bafolk tribes must unite so they can protect themselves from such attacks!" he passionately announced, with everyone gasping from great surprise.

"What?!" all the Bafolk gasped in shock and disbelief.

"My Lord, such a thing will be-" tried to say the elder whose shock seemed to relieve his drunkeness a little, with Aethaion doing a calming gesture.

"Don't worry. I have various means to persuade them." claimed Aethaion with confidence.

It was noon

The elder was on a rock along with two aids, watching a big village with stone houses "I know what you two are thinking," he said "but I have faith in Lord Aethaion." said the elder and a gate appeared from which Aethaion emerged along with Emmef, the latter leaving them speechless from her beauty.

"Sorry for our delay. This here is one of my servants, Emmef, who is extremely capable." explained Aethaion and she bowed at them "Now, let us go." he said and then he began descending along with her, with the three Bafolk walking down. They all then reached the foot of the hill and were some feet away from the village's entrance that was guarded by two Bafolk that noticed the group and got into a stance.

"Halt! Who are you?" asked the guard at the right, with the elder stepping up.

"I'm the elder of the northeast tribe. We have come to have an audience with Lord Buser . It's about something of great importance." he explained serious and the guards looked at each other, with the one at the left running to the village and after a while, he returned.

"Lord Buser grants you an audience with him, follow me." said the guard and all headed inside the village. All of them were looking around, with the elder and his aides being amazed with how big the village was and how developed it was compared to their own and then they reached a huge house made of stone that had a hexagonal like shape "Come with me." said the guard and they all entered. Before them was a huge Bafolk of silver fur, possessed emerald-colored eyes, and curled horns resembling those of a mountain goat. The tips of his horns were encased in a shell of gold which were socketed with jewels, and he wore a breastplate that had turtle-shell patterns on it while he also wore a reddish-brown cape made from worked animal hide. His left hand held a large shield with a topaz imprinted, while his right hand held a heavy yellow-like sword. His panoply vividly illustrated the courage and ferocity of a striking warrior.
On both hands, he had many rings and jewelry hanging from his neck that covered his entire chest. There was also a set of three baby skulls strung together hanging at his waist. Buser left his sword down and grabbe a steak but paused upon seeing the group in front of him.

"It has been a while, Lord Buser." said the elder while bowing lightly.

"It surely has been, old man." he replied while looking at him with his emerald eyes, with his look being cold.

"Lord Buser, the Heavens have given us a revelation!" said the elder passionately and pointed his spear at Aethaion "This is Lord Aethaion, an angel that descended on our village and saved us from a curse cast by Holocaust Scripture while he by himself turned them to crumbling statues!" he passionately explained.

Buser was stroking his chin's fur while the elder was explaining things "Oh? He single-handedly killed those bastards?" he asked quite interested, with the elder nodding. "Those bastards were quite active around here, but to think they finally made a move." he said annoyed while standing up and slamming his table, with him then looking at them again "So, what brings you all here? It can't be to only tell me that." he said.

"Lord Aethaion here believes that all Bafolk tribes should be united and become a single tribe so they can do better against such attacks." explained the elder, with Buser smiling.

"Fufufu, that's right. I already control six of the tribes, so if you and the other four come under my lead, Bafolk will become the rulers of the Abelion Hills!" he shouted fired up while pointing at the elder who was visibly appaled from the idea and then, Aethaion stepped up.

"Buser, to have united six of the tribes is a sign of strength and capable leadership and I would normally be content with leaving everyone under your rule," commented Aethaion to Buser's pleasure and rising pride "however, I can't stand a leader whose morals are worse than a criminal's!" he shouted enraged and snapped his fingers, with orbs of light illuminating the previously dark interior of the house and then destroyed the door behind Buser.

"I-I can't believe it!" shouted the elder who took a glimpe from afar and rushed there and what everyone saw to their shock was numerous Bafolk women and children badly beaten, while there were quite a few skeletons clearly of other ones "Lord Buser, what in the world is this?!" asked the elder angered and shocked from what he saw.

"They are the slaves I got from conquering the tribes. They were weak to survive by themselves and so, they became useful as my playthings." he explained cockily and in a way as if it was something natural. Upon saying that, the atmosphere became heavy and gravity felt as if it increased, with Emmef being surrounded by an aura and her bloodlust being sensed by all.

"Lord Aethaion, I was planning to be silent, talking and acting at your command. However, I can't stand the presense of this trash! Please, allow me to crush him!" she asked with a loud voice of immense anger, with Aethaion touching her left shoulder.

"I know how you feel, Emmef. It seems that he must be defeated for the unification of all Bafolk." he said while looking at an enraged Buser who was gritting his teeth and grabbed an ornate spear with his right hand, gripping it tightly.

"I'm Buser! I won't lose to an angel pretender or a prostitute like you!" he shouted angry "You want my tribes? You will fight me to the death for them! I accept your challenge, bitch!" he shouted and pointed at Emmef.

"I will crush you for the sake of my Lord and those innocent women and children!" shouted an also angry Emmef as a reply, with everyone minus Aethaion having their mouths open from shock and disbelief of what was happening.