Dukes Problems

"WHAT!" a Guard kneel terrified on the ground as a plump man sits on a large throne grinding his teeth in a large quartz room the white pillars cylinder in shape. They reach the checkered Floor a long Red carpet Sit along the floor between the throne and door. A Long Lace of gold covers the edges along with it.

"HOW IN GOD's NAME DID YOU LOSE A FLYING CARRIAGE!" The Duke yells At them his wife simply standing silently beside the throne with her eyes closed. The Pale woman having Long Black hair and Low Brown eyes a Slightly Pointed chin her Boobs Held in place by a purple woven bra. A Long Green dress hangs down to her ankles.

Sandals covering her feet. her husband having a dirty blonde Short Hair and emerald Green Eyes the slight Fat hiding the toned muscles of his arms and legs from Consistent training Red Pants Slide Into boots The tips are slightly raised 2 aluminum shoulder pads rest on his red Shirt As gold pattern run down the centre.

His face twisted in pure rage from his subordinates' incompetence "You Not only lost it but let them destroy the segmentation gate are you mad!". The Guard shivers In his boots "not at all sir he simply Caught us off guard"

"How the hell did A civilian with advanced Technology manage to catch you off guard you should've been especially Wary about the technology" the Guard Nods rigorously "Of course We were"

"NO OBVIOUSLY YOU WEREN'T WE LOST 6 MEN BECAUSE OF YOUR BULLSHIT" the guard shakes again "OFF WITH HIS HEAD!" He freezes as the guard Approach grabbing him as he struggles and fights to escape.

"There is no Salvation for Failures Banish his Family". the Guards Look at the man before nodding Subserviently The queen's eyes wide from his ruthlessness "That technology was far more valuable than their lives don't worry about it too much I hate losing people pointlessly".

She nods understanding it "that Tech possibly could've put me ahead of my brother allowing me to take the throne far easier than previously, yet we lost it". He sighs "set up a funeral for the 6 that died".

"hopefully their dog tags are still intact, so we can identify them" the queen follows behind her husband having gotten up he moves to a separate Office entering he looks at his dear wife "can you get me some tea please".

the women walking out as he pulls out a sheet he had hidden Looking at it the Message having the title Dungeon extermination 5 Squads of Adventurers Recommended. "even the guild is terrified of this dungeon what could it possibly be"

he looks at the rest of the page reading through it. "my lord a hazard of 5 that Equivalent to a demon churches threat!" He breathes out roughly as his wife comes in with 2 cups of tea setting it down she leaves.

"I'm going to need a lot more than just 5 Squads even If I use them it would require to be at least silver or gold I don't even think they would do it the hero would cost a lot to come here What type of dungeon even if it"

Looking at it again. "The Clockworks Factory" reading through some details "I heavily automated factory housing Multiple blueprints to different types of robotic golems and titans" he blinks "at least it not a monster dungeon those are far worse" reading through another. "The Final boss is an Advanced A.I. that adapts to all methods of attack". Finally, understanding it reason for a high hazard He takes a sip of the tea "mmm did she use Mint in this" He Smiles "always was good with my favourites"

Smiling He Looks out the window at a Large Mountain South of him Christopher Blocks a wooden sickle knocking back the Oppressor he smirks "you still need to practice the crescent blade technique.

Steven nods Spinning his sickles he crosses them 2 spinning Crescent blades Travelling Out Christopher dodges to the right using the Scythe he Poles arm himself away from it landing in a tree.

"I even handicapped myself with a single edge scythe" he grabs onto the small wooden handle spinning it vertically beside him, He throws it. The scythe spun through the air just missing Steven by inches.

before spinning back around diagonally nailing him with the dulled edge Steven falls to the ground the scythe being grabbed by the shaft and swung outwards counteracting the momentum as it swung back into an attack position.

"need to work on your stability Steven you're very unbalanced a magic circle Appears beside him absorbing a fireball launching at him pulling his hand in he sends it back Roselyn dodges to the side as it hits the ground exploding leaving a flame ring around the crater

"you need to work on your Ambushes rose fireballs are only good until somebody slices them in half or reflects them it is a form of light easily reflected by any silver or aluminum sword Specifically any regular Iron sword lacks the direct properties".

"what should I do then?" Christopher Smirks "wind blade after a certain power the pressure from it capable of splitting Metals in half" Roselyn's eyes sparkle "Really" Christopher nods "it is plausible though the requirement format would be extremely difficult After all even plasma's a better option"

Christopher compresses the air with physical matter a Serrated blade of air appears as he flings it at a fence post slicing it diagonally "See you just have to add a thicker gas or possible dirt as the core of the blade allowing the wind to form around it".

She nods attempting it before it backfires slicing her hand up as she flies back the cuts bleeding as she sits frozen "Don't try it yet your Not good enough at control for it" Christopher grabs her injured arm gently before a green hue Envelopes the Slashes healing it.

she giggles "Sorry Sir I thought I could do it" Christopher shakes his head "drop the honorifics it makes me feel older than I already am. Steven looks at this having been worried For a minute about his sister.

"start coating your weapons in a sharp form of energy Steven at whatever pace you're comfortable with since it will ultimately make your tools Sharper and allow for more flexibility".