Messenger.

The arrival of the ominous group, with the death knights emanating an aura of foreboding, cast a shadow over Eldermyst Guild. Ignis, ever vigilant, promptly alerted Nova to the presence of these high-level Thrans, recognizing the gravity of the situation. Nova, using his perceptive abilities, discerned their true nature and origin, realizing that these individuals could only be summoned by Cynthia herself.

Understanding the importance of maintaining diplomacy, Nova swiftly issued orders to the guild members. The directive was clear – receive the guests with hospitality and utmost respect. The guild members, though uneasy with the imposing figures, adhered to Nova's command, arranging a formal reception in the guild hall.

Among the enigmatic death knights, a familiar face emerged – Ragnar, the representative sent by Lady Cynthia. As the guild members assembled in the hall, Nova stepped forward, extending a welcoming gesture.

"Welcome to the Eldermyst Guild," Nova addressed the assembly. "I am the Quest Master of this guild. The current Guild Master is away, dealing with pressing matters on another planet. Please pardon his absence. How may I assist you, Mr. Saint? Are you here on behalf of the COC Alliance?"

Ragnar, maintaining an air of solemnity, responded, "You know in whose behalf I am here. Lady Cynthia has sent me to invite you to the upcoming ritual."

Nova, with a calm demeanor, addressed Ragnar, "I appreciate the invitation, but attending a ritual with someone I haven't met raises certain concerns. What is the purpose of this ritual, and why does Lady Cynthia wish for my presence?"

Ragnar, sensing the unspoken questions in the room, added, "Attending the ritual will also provide you with an opportunity to learn more about Lady Cynthia and her objectives. It is an invitation extended with sincerity, Mr. Nova."

"I will attend the ritual," Nova declared. "However, I have certain conditions. I won't compromise the safety of my guild or myself. Lady Cynthia should be aware of these terms."

Ragnar nodded in acknowledgment, "Your conditions will be conveyed, Mr. Nova. I assure you that Lady Cynthia values sincerity and respects boundaries."

The guild hall slowly returned to its usual rhythm as the mysterious guests departed. Nova, Freya, and Ignis gathered in a secluded corner to discuss the upcoming journey. The weight of Lady Cynthia's invitation lingered in the air, and Nova couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter might reshape the course of his destiny.

Freya, her keen eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and caution, voiced her thoughts, "Father, the star field she gifted you is no ordinary barren planet. It's a canvas of potential, awaiting the touch of a ruler to shape its destiny. Lady Cynthia is extending an offer of partnership and influence."

As Nova engaged in contemplation, Ignis, always vigilant, shared his observations, "Master, Ragnar and his entourage emanated formidable energies. It's evident that Lady Cynthia values strength and potential. This ritual might not only be a convergence of energies but a stage for showcasing power and alliances."

With the decision made to attend the ritual, Nova focused on preparations. He dispatched guild members to gather essential supplies, ensuring their journey to 'the prime' planet would be smooth. Ignis coordinated the logistics, and Freya assumed the responsibility of training the guild members in anticipation of potential challenges.

Days passed, and Maxmilian arrived at the guild, his presence injecting a sense of reassurance. 

The guild hall, initially tense, gradually relaxed as Maximilian's presence reassured everyone. His entrance commanded respect, but Maxmilian, always considering the Eldermyst Guild as a family, encouraged the guild officials to resume their duties without unnecessary formality.

As the guild members dispersed, Nova approached Maximilian in the hall, expressing his gratitude for the timely arrival. "Mr. Maximilian, you have come. I hope your journey was without any obstacles," Nova greeted with a respectful nod.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Nova proceeded to explain the events involving Ragnar and Lady Cynthia's invitation. Maxmilian, known for his strategic acumen, absorbed the information with a contemplative expression. "Ragnar is a shrewd figure. If he's acting as Cynthia's strategist, her power will undoubtedly increase significantly," Maxmilian remarked, his tone reflecting the complexity of the situation.

Seated in the guild hall, Nova, accompanied by Maxmilian, decided to discuss a matter close to his heart. "Mr. Maximilian, I wish to retire from my position in the guild. The new star field given by Cynthia has sparked a desire in me to become a ruler of my own planet. Will that be acceptable?" Nova asked, his eyes expressing a mix of determination and yearning for a new path.

Maximilian, unfazed by Nova's decision, responded with reassurance, "Don't worry, Nova. Positions in the guild are temporary. We don't own you, and you are free to pursue any path you desire."

In a symbolic exchange of vows, Nova assured Maxmilian that should any trouble befall Ms. Eve, he would come to her aid, sealing their alliance. Maxmilian reciprocated the sentiment, acknowledging the enduring bond between their realms.

As the weight of responsibilities momentarily lifted, Nova and Maxmilian found solace in laughter and camaraderie. They indulged in a hearty meal and imbibed more wine than usual, their conversations flowing freely in the quietude of the guild's study. 

The impending journey to the planet 'the prime' loomed, and preparations were underway in the Eldermyst Guild. The weapons crafted for Freya and Ignis were now complete, each emanating a distinct aura that resonated with the essence of its wielder.

The manufacturing of the sword and halberd had reached fruition, and both Freya and Ignis eagerly received their new weapons. The longsword, enveloped in a chilling aura, resonated perfectly with Freya's affinity for the frosty elements. '

Ignis's halberd, on the other hand, blazed with a fiery energy, complementing his association with flames. 

The weapons were christened with names that resonated with their wielders' elemental connections – Ignis named his halberd 'Ifrit,' embodying the essence of fire, while Freya dubbed her sword 'Frost,' representing the chilling powers it possessed.

Satisfied with the craftsmanship, Nova invited Maximilian to inspect the newly forged weapons. Maximilian, an astute judge of weaponry, carefully examined the swords and commended the craftsmanship.

 "These weapons are of an excellent grade. The durability is commendable, and the energy output is remarkably high. They are comparable to the elite weapons wielded by the Eldermyst family," Maximilian acknowledged, his discerning eye recognizing the quality of the weapons.

With the weapons deemed ready for the impending journey, Nova initiated a significant change within the guild's hierarchy. Maximilian decided to promote Hamrick, the skilled blacksmith behind the remarkable weapons, and assigned Him to work in the main guild located on Earth-666. 

Hamrick, honored by the recognition of his talents, graciously accepted the promotion, expressing gratitude for the opportunities afforded to him. His commitment to the guild remained unwavering, and he vowed to complete the armor commissioned by Nova before joining the main guild on Earth-666.

The momentous occasion had arrived for Nova, Freya, Ignis, and Maximilian to embark on their journey to the enigmatic planet known as 'the prime.' A carriage, acquired by Maximilian, awaited them, promising swift transportation through the cosmos. This space hare, a creature known for its unparalleled speed, had the ability to traverse space faster than light itself, enabling them to reach their destination in half the usual time.

With anticipation and a sense of purpose, the group boarded the carriage. Nova, Freya, and Ignis settled into the comfortable seats, while Maximilian took the reins, ready to guide the space hare through the cosmic expanse. The carriage was equipped with advanced technology, a testament to Maximilian's resources and the guild's commitment to ensuring the success of their mission.

As the space hare propelled forward, the scenery outside the carriage transformed into streaks of light, indicating their breakneck speed. The space hare, a creature attuned to the fabric of space itself, created a mesmerizing warp effect as it moved through the vast cosmic distances.

Suddenly, a gate materialized in their path. The space hare, guided by Maximilian's expert control, gracefully leaped into the gate, embracing the cosmic phenomenon. The transition through the gate was a surreal experience – a momentary disorientation followed by a seamless continuation of their journey.

Inside the carriage, Nova observed the shifting lights and patterns outside the windows, realizing the warp gates were a common method of traversing the vastness of space. Freya and Ignis, accustomed to such travel, exchanged knowing glances. Their journey through the gates was a dance through the fabric of the cosmos, a ballet of lights and energies.

As they neared 'the prime,' Nova's thoughts turned to the upcoming meeting with Lady Cynthia. The purpose of their attendance at the ritual remained shrouded in mystery, and Nova couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter would have profound implications for the Eldermyst Guild and its members.

As the carriage continued its journey through the cosmic expanse, Nova took Maximilian's words to heart. The advice to tread carefully in the presence of Lady Cynthia resonated with him, and he acknowledged the potential danger of their upcoming meeting.

"In which power realm are you?" Nova inquired, his curiosity about Maximilian's formidable abilities piqued. The elder guild member chuckled, a wry smile playing on his lips.

"I am older than most gods, you know," Maximilian replied. "I reached the void realm after ascending the throne of my planet. However, I am currently stuck in that realm. While I may not be able to defeat Lady Cynthia, I can certainly protect all of you."

Nova absorbed the information, realizing the immense power held by Maximilian, a seasoned individual with experiences that transcended the boundaries of realms. Despite not being able to confront Lady Cynthia directly, Maximilian's assurance of protection eased some of Nova's concerns.

Concerning Freya, Maximilian's perceptive abilities didn't go unnoticed. Nova openly shared, "She is my daughter, though not my biological one. Much like Ignis, she holds a special place in my life." The atmosphere in the carriage remained calm as the journey continued.

Maximilian sensed that Nova was a leader who gathered exceptional talents around him. The guild master, despite facing challenges and the impending meeting with Lady Cynthia, felt a sense of relief.