The Ark Of Who Is Ashley?

"Who... Are you?! What... What are you?!" yelled Tristan, fully trembling in his position.

"Me? Well, nothing special about me other than that I am dead. My name is Ashley Dalles, First Seat Marksman Of the Barren Pillars, under the umbrella organization of the Arks," announced the Marksman, placing his rifle on his shoulder.

"You... You are from the House of Dalles?! How can your family still be alive?! We... I... Killed you all!" yelled Tristan, terrified as if he was looking at a ghost.

Well, the archer wasn't wrong to look at Ashley as if he had risen from the grave.

"Oh? Don't you know my family name? Then why did you pretend to know who I am in the Mafia?" asked Ashley, cocking his head to the side.

"I didn't pretend to know who you are around these Five Domains... I knew you called Ashley the Human Hawkeye of the Mafia, but I had no idea about your family background. How could they still be alive?! After what I did to them..."

"Now you've piqued my interest... What did you do to my ancestors? Because from I've known, you are several generations before me..."

"Solomon Dalles was a blacksmith in the caverns of the Tumulus Nation, and he was part of the regiment to forge swords for the Saxons. I was tasked on a mission to find and kill him. I did so, though I felt bad for doing it because he had twin daughters to care for."

"If you'd felt bad, why didn't you spare him? Was it because your errand was more important than a little old family trying to make ends meet?" taunted Ashley, glaring at Tristan.

"No... He was also accused of other things, such as stealing from neighboring areas to get his materials and underhand gambling with the local folk. I eventually led the family to go but not before killing Solomon. It was the least I could do-"

"No, you didn't walk away with a single kill. You were like me, decimating the entire area because you were tasked to down the House of Dalles. But just to let you know, the family of Dalles is now the wealthiest in the entire Campania Domain."

"And they are the second most powerful amongst the whole Five Domains. You might have missed a relative or something because I was born. They have evolved from humble beginnings to ruling over the Underworld of the Five Domains."

"But not to worry because I do not care for those scum. They forced me to be second fiddle to my elder brother, who inherited the title of Marquess. So I can say that I agree with your choice of eliminating them," answered Ashley, shrugging his shoulders.

"Then how do you explain your skills as a combatant?! If you are from a family that deals with the Underworld matters, then you should've been taught by them, right?"

"If I had followed the Dalles' way of fighting, I would be holding a sword now. You've said it earlier; the Dalles were known for blacksmithing, creating swords for an enemy country of your kingdom. Down to the current era, the Dalles family is still going strong with the swords."

"As for my case, I was kicked out of the family at a young age, so they focused their training on my elder brother instead of me. I'd learned those moves from being in the Mafia and getting beaten up by others. My sniping skills were from my time wandering about the Domain."

"But! This isn't the time to bring up my past when I've got work to be done now. Time is ticking, so let's move on. Let's recall; Your King wants to turn the Albion Domain into a Utopia. But, as amazing as it sounds, I'm afraid I can't let you do so for a few reasons," explained the Marksman.

"First, this place is no longer your ruling from the beginning, so it is not for you to dominate as this kingdom has a leader. If you want this place so bad, you must march up to Baroness Tuazon and ask her to lay down her position for you to take. But good luck trying that move..."

"But doing so will invoke the wrath of the entire Domain and the Five Kings that control the Five Domains. Essentially, you and your friends will be crushed instantly if you decide to take them altogether. If you were at Briton, you might have a solid argument against me."

"However, you and I are not from this area, so we are fighting on neutral grounds. The second thing would be your King's goal of turning this area into Avalon. I'm not saying that's impossible, but it's contradicting when you said it out loud."