After teleporting both in front of the estate's gate and back into the getaway carriage, Keven confirmed that his plan had worked. The commoner servants had been freed, many of them deciding to try to work at the closest place they could. Siesta was planning on heading back to the academy, going back to her old job. That is, until he revealed that he had all their contracts.
Every commoner had stopped, many with fear in their eyes, and even more with resolution. They were thinking they would be practical slavery, even worse than before, and the last thing they had expected was for me to hold out their contracts. "Anyone who wishes to leave, may. But if you stay, remember you are an honorary Enderdragon's Brigade member! If you wish to put these ignorant nobles in their place, stay!" he spoke, holding out some of the contracts.
The commoners were torn, on one hand, was a way out of possible slavery, but on the other, it was a way to destroy the corrupt nobility they despised so much. Now, time for the decisive blow. Keven internally smirked. "Do not be slaves to the corrupt nobility! The great Enderdragon wishes to use you, to perfect this world!" he shouted, making sure to keep his voice level, but loud enough to sound confident.
He open his arms slightly, "So, which will you take?" he asked, the contracts in one hand, easily taken, and a small, green, sphere in the other.
Slowly at first, one commoner after another took the sphere, allying themselves with the Enderdragon Brigade. It became faster and faster however, and by the time the last had decided, they were almost running, as if they couldn't sign up fast enough.
When the last one, a young girl who had worked in the kitchens, had gone, Keven smiled, "Go to the carriage I have left for you, it's driver knows where to go. If there isn't enough space, take a carriage from the Count, take his horses and gold, and anything else you can take! We need people to fight, and we need people to stand, but we also need people who can scoundrel around." he motioned them on. "Go." he commanded, before teleporting to the back of the side carriage, straight into the gold.
He looked up at the newly-converted bandits, none of which could believe their eyes. "It seems my plan worked." Keven said cockily. Charles gulped, "I'm tempted to try and kill everyone else for the gold... but I think it would be more profitable to just do what he says." the other bandits nodded. Keven leaned back, reclining on his small pile of gold, This may work out rather well after all. he thought.
The bandits paled when they saw a vicious smirk creak its way across their leader's face.
...Time Skip...
The next morning, Louise woke up to a rather odd sight. Keven was there, sleeping in the place she had cleared for him, for once. Strangely enough, he had a content smirk on his face, and was sleeping on a literal pile of gold coins. They didn't seem to be too high quality, but it was defiantly enough to be counted among the high class society.
In fact, he was sleeping on more money than she got for her allowance. When she looked at him, she hardly matched his mildly-content face with the cold scowl that was normally on his face. Even the superficial smile she saw on his face, one so happy and cheerful, one knew it was truly fake, but didn't care.
Or... she thought she wouldn't. The smile was worn so much, she was starting to think it was stuck. The fact that it never seemed to waver only proved that he could always hold it, and that he had held it enough to gain such skill.
Instead, in the early light before dawn truly came, she stared at a kind face, the face of an innocent child on the body of lying thief. It was surreal, something that shouldn't, couldn't happen. He looks so peaceful.
Slowly, she was enraptured by the paradox. So focused on his face was she, that she immediately knew Keven was staring at her with one eye.
She jumped up, shrieking loudly, only to feel a hand cover her mouth. Keven suddenly stood in front of her, green orb hidden in his pocket, and, ever so elusive purple particles fading away around him. "I don't know why you were staring at my sleeping form, but I won't question it if you don't shout." he said, a calming wave passing through her.
Keven sighed, "Good mood gone." he grumbled, before perking up, "Would you like me to dress you, master?" he asked. Remembering last time, Louise blushed violently. "No!" she shouted, jumping to, and drawing her wand.
Knowing already was coming, Keven teleported outside the room, a safe distance away from the door into the hallway. Surly enough, just as he was able to cover his ears, a small explosion sent waves crashing into his sensitive ears. Sadly, despite how many times it had helped him, acute auditory perception had helped him throughout his life, around Louise it was something he almost wished he could turn off.
Keven sighed, shrugging in defeat. "I guess she didn't want me to make another joke." he admitted completely unbashful. After a moment, he smiled, fighting to keep it down. Perhaps this world may be less tiring than I thought. Sadly, he hadn't gotten much skill in keeping down a smile, and he had never, and neither did he now, have an actual need to keep down a true smile.
Right now, it was more to retain image than anything else, after all, a dragon couldn't be feared and thought cute.
Keven forced down a shiver, and pushed down his memories.
A quick assertion of the sound in Louise's room told him that Louise would probably take about ten, possibly twenty minutes. He decided to use this time productively, thinking back over his current plan.
Right now, I lead the Enderdragon's Brigade, a small group of brutes and one fairly intelligent brute. Using them, I spread the word of the Enderdragon, and put myself at the top of a very powerful military and political position. I'm probably going to use Charles to act as a second in command, at least until I can find a better candidate. Louise would work as a leader, but that would undermine the point of the operation in the first place. I also have a few thousand gold I'm going to have to spend wisely, and cautiously.
Keven nodded to himself, those were the only real constants that he had, except for Louise, who wouldn't get involved in anything so called 'Dirty'. That left him with a very small amount of people and gold. I'm going to have to recruit.
To do that, he would need to expose his group semi-publicly. He could probably double his troops just by the feat he had done last night, but it wouldn't last. He would, very soon, have to show his stronghold, or at least something he had control over, preferably something that could sacrifice. He could go to Minecraftia and get enough materials for a small house, or see about getting a new house for himself.
Those were very variable, which was not a good thing, not with such a small group at least.
Next, he had a simple plan for the future, which basically amounted to, become a noble, start a shop. Once he had a few more men, he could send say, five, off to start a business. Since he had knowledge of both different magics and higher levels of technology, it would not be hard for him to create a super network that stretched across this world. The ability to use the void to mix objects seamlessly would be a great asset.
Using the funding of the shops, and the Enderdragon's Brigade, he could create global super-power, if only in the shop. But, so long as he continued making attempts to bring down the nobility, he was sure countless commoners would join him, so long as he was successful at least. Both of them could create a very powerful force, if used properly of course.
If he could, and he would have to, set up a network of human 'feelers' he could create an expansive intelligence network, and, using that and his teleportation, create an image of an omnipresent, omnipotent leader. Everyone of his true opponents would already know otherwise, but it would both increase his own soldiers moral, and decrease his enemy's.
Settling into a comfortable smirk, Keven turned back to Louise's door, knocking three times. "Are you ready yet?" he asked. He heard Louise sigh from inside, "I've changed clothes, but I need to comb my hair and clean off the grim on my skin." she sighed. Shrugging, Keven opened the door, pulling out his Eye of Ender. He reached forward with one hand and put in on Louise's head, without her consent of course, and cleaned her with Ender Energy.
"Clean." he sighed, walking away, so that Louise wouldn't try to explode him again.
...Time Skip...
Keven now sat outside the water tower, staring at the familiars and commoners passing by. Right now, he really had nothing better to do than examine them, figure out how to hide happiness. Perhaps plan a bit, nothing truly major. I needed to see how the royal castle reacted to the Enderdragon's Brigade. he thought.
As Keven was sitting, he noticed Siesta, his newly employed maid, walk up to him. "You seem happier today." she smiled. The slight smile on his face dropped into his best smirk, "Ahh. Can't seem to keep a smile off my face today." he shrugged, chuckling slightly. Siesta sat down besides him, staring at the familiars in front of them, and hiding her occasional glances at Keven remarkably well. "Why's that?" she asked.
Keven paled slightly, knowing he couldn't admit to his deeds last night, but also knowing he couldn't give a bad lie to her, or else she would eventually figure it out, and confront him about his misdeeds. Thinking as quickly as possible, and hiding the extra time he took as a slight stretch and yawn, he came up with a believable enough lie to satisfy himself, and, hopefully, her as well.
Keven shrugged, patting his long coat under him, "I was invited to be one of my princesses personal guards at a newly made peace treaty." he lied, hiding it as a lazy explanation. Siesta perked up slightly. "A peace treaty?" she asked. Keven hid his annoyance well, but stared at the animals in front of him with the glare of an annoyed predator. "Before my time there was a massive war now called The War of Five Kings." he explained, his eyes misting over in real nostalgia.
Siesta moved closer, eager to hear of a the massive war. A war between five kings would be devastating. she thought. Seeing her interest, Keven sighed a real sigh. "Basically, every major power at the time went to war with one another, with Herobrine's ghosts and the countless undead, the Enderdragon's gatherers even turned to using their gifts for war." he grimaced.
Siesta recognized the name Enderdragon, for one because of Keven himself, and the Enderdragon's Brigad that had saved her the night before. "What was the war about?" Siesta felt herself ask, eager to hear of something so massive, something no one else knew about. Keven sighed. "The Enderdragon had come to bring the world, Minecraftia, to The End." he sighed. "Sadly, the natives, and even the powerful Herobrine himself were not keen on letting their work go to wast. The four had been at each other's throats from long before, and the new threat, and such a powerful and legendary one at that, drove them to attack one another." he shrugged.
He looked back towards the sky, looking at all the curves among the clouds, and marveling at the wind, and round sun. "Three of the kings there were human, two from a planet called Earth. The two were brothers, and some say twins, that had been pulled by Herobrine, and sworn to destroy the powerful demon." he shook his head, A foolish notion.
Siesta leaned in even closer, eager to hear such an exiting story. "How did it end?" she asked, trying to make him tell her the juicy details about his family and how the kings died. Keven, now noticing this, sighed even louder, "Well, to tell you that, I'd have to go back a bit. You see, early in the war, the third human leader, a woman Witch, moved into some unknown land, probably hoping to create something strong enough to destroy her enemies, or escape the conflict. Because she did not participate, she is actually not referred to in the name of the war." he explained, offering useless trivia to distract his listener.
Siesta did not pursue it, wanting to learn about the actual war itself.
Keven sighed. "Anyway. They say that some time after she disappeared Herobrine started kidnapping people from the planet Earth, making them act as his army in hopes of going back to their families." Siesta gasped, "That's horrible!" Keven smiled, "Well, it's what you'd expect of a demon I guess. Anyway, some say that the Witch Queen took in one of these kidnapped humans, and trained him in the ways of magic-" Siesta reared back, "Magic!" Keven growled, hiding it as a clearing his throat, "Anyway, no one is certain about that rumor. What is certain, however, is one of the humans Herobrine took from Earth started saving villages and towns around him, and made a name for himself as the Willful Hero." Keven chuckled.
Siesta didn't get what was so funny. "Why the Willful Hero?" she asked. Keven smiled a slightly sadistic smile, "They say he was no stronger than any other human, some even insist he was weaker, and some say he was actually a child. Every survivor, and even the younger generations who didn't live during the time of the war know that the Willful Hero was someone who would not give up, and would never accept death." Keven's smile turned even more sadistic, though he hid it by looking up in mock respect.
"They say he used magic by getting the energy directly from his body. It's effective, and certainly possible, but nigh suicidal, especially for someone who supposedly fought entire hoards every day. Though, it really wouldn't make since for him to know Wither magic." Keven brought his head back down, freshly renewed anger in his voice. "One day, a new, sixth King was brought to Minecraftia, and with the threat of two new Kings, one of humans, and one of the new 'Creepers', the five decided to make a tenuous peace. Sadly, the day the new, 'Creeper Boss' was introduced, when the Kings decided to get the strongest King, the Enderdragon, they found him fighting the Willful Hero, and losing."
Keven's hands started shaking, both anger, and excitement bubbling into his voice. "He managed to create weapons strong enough to pierce the Enderdragon's scales, and armor thick enough to block the Enderdragon's breath. The five Kings helped, but, in the end, the Willful Hero managed to cut off the Enderdragon's wings, making him unable to fly, kill the two brothers, and even stab Herobrine through the chest. He died, and the worlds may never see a human with so much will again, but he lay wast to entire kingdoms."
Keven sighed, knowing quite clearly the effects of the Willful Hero. "The two brothers used their magic to resurrect themselves, but lost most of their power in return. The Enderdragon lives, but may never fly again. He appointed a temporary new Enderdragon while he searched for a way to regrow his lost limb, but he has yet to come back. Herobrine, once powerful enough to erase races from existence, is now reduced to a mere spectral, barely a hundredth as powerful as he was before." Keven sighed, knowing of the deep, deep loss, and the power vacuum it had left for him to fill.
Smiling again, Keven looked straight at Siesta, before getting up, "I suppose the moral of the story is that humans are more powerful than we give them credit for. I mean, a normal human, one without any magical heritage, managed to kill five of the most powerful things in our universe." Keven smirked, walking away. I've got it.
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