Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 963: Does He Think We’re Out To Have A Picnic Or Something?



A week had passed since the Fomorians had risen to the surface and started their march North towards Midgard.

King Arawn didn't wish to see any bloodshed before the Fomorian Army stepped into the

Shire Continent, so he made sure to steer them away from the major cities of the various kingdoms.

Unfortunately, even with his goodwill, things didn't go according to plan.

It had been decades since he had wandered the world. Since then, the humans had expanded their territories, building villages and towns in places that used to be open land.

As such, despite his efforts, it was inevitable to have human casualties along the way.

The Fomorian was a race that didn't shy away from killing and eating humans. In fact, they enjoyed the slaughter of the innocent, who just happened to block their path towards their destination.

As such, King Arawn asked his Hounds of Annwn to scout ahead to prevent further unnecessary deaths.

Of course, the four leaders of the Fomorians understood what King Arawn was doing. But they didn't mind it one bit.

After all, the food and other resources that the Fomorians had saved up for this campaign belonged to the King of Annwn. Turning a blind eye on his attempt to prevent human casualties wasn't difficult to do.

They also ordered their subordinates to not attack any more humans along the way, because King Arawn had warned that the human kingdoms might band together to form a crusade against the Fomorian Army if they kept it up.

Although the Fomorians weren't afraid of this, they still thought that it would be a pain to become the public enemy of the entire world at this point in time.

Since they still didn't have a King to rule over them, they decided to just avoid any major conflicts because it might create variables when they returned from their conquest of the Shire Continent.

The various kingdoms, who had been affected by the march of the Fomorians, could only hold back their anger after hearing the news that some towns and villages had been demolished by their army.

Since no single human kingdom could possibly block such a massive army, the only thing they could do was endure.

Still, they sent messengers to other human kingdoms, proposing the idea of forming an alliance.

While they didn't know why the Fomorians were heading North, such an army could move unhindered in the lands if no one would try to resist their advance.

The members of the Orpheus Clan followed closely behind the Fomorian Army but also made sure that they would be able to retreat as soon as they sensed any danger coming their way.

The various human kingdoms were doing the same. But unlike the others, the Orpheus Clan knew where the Fomorians were headed and were making sure they sent regular messages to Merric, who was tasked to pass them to their Young Master.

While this massive exodus of Fomorians was happening, the Milesians were also having a War Meeting in the capital City of Cashel.

The Vampire Lord, Godfrey, was also present in the meeting, for he was considered one of the Guardians of the Milesians.

But despite being a Demigod, Godfrey knew that even he wouldn't stand a chance against a massive army. This was something that wouldn't change even if all the able-bodied men and women of the Milesians were to enlist in the army.

"They will arrive near our borders in three days' time," a General of the Army said in a serious tone. "We have already mobilized the army to help with the evacuation for the cities that are in the path of their march.

"A day or two will be enough for our people to evacuate safely. But, Your Majesty, what if the Fomorians target us?"

The King of the Milesians shook his head.

"There's no need for you to worry about this," the King replied. "One of King Arawn's Hounds has secretly made contact with me and informed me that we are not the target of the Fomorian Army.

"As long as we don't provoke them, they will not go out of their way to attack us. That said, we still can't put our guard down. Raise the alert of the army to the highest level, and send scouts to monitor the situation.

"I want an hourly report. We need to make sure that we have the latest news of the Fomorian Army's whereabouts."

The King of Milesians glanced at Godfrey, but the Vampire Lord didn't react and simply stared at the map on the table.

He already knew that his day was coming, so he wasn't too worried about the Fomorian Army. 'Should I also follow behind this army?' Godfrey thought. 'Since they are headed to the Shire Continent, they will definitely meet that brat, Ethan, right? I want to see the look on his face once this army arrives at his hometown.'

The corner of the Vampire Lord's lips curled up into a smirk.

After pondering for a moment, he decided that it would be more fun to see how this invasion was going to unfold.

So, after the meeting of the Milesians ended, Godfrey talked to the King in private to inform him about his decision.

Half a day later, Godfrey left the Capital City and made his way toward the borders.

Since he and King Arawn were already acquainted, he would just join his entourage and accompany them as a spectator.

Besides, he wasn't too worried about his safety.

Even if the Fomorians didn't fear him, they would definitely be apprehensive of his Father, who was the Vampire Progenitor.

The main reason why Godfrey could walk unhindered across the lands was because the being backing him was someone very few people would dare to offend.

Just as the reports had stated, the Fomorians arrived at the border of the Kingdom of the Milesians after three days.

Godfrey, who had been waiting for their arrival, urged his horse forward the moment he saw King Arawn's figure at the helm of the army.

King Arawn glanced in Godfrey's direction and gave him a brief nod of acknowledgement.

"He is the Son of the Vampire Progenitor," King Arawn said to the four leaders of the Fomorians. "It seems that he's interested in coming with us on this journey."

"The Vampire Progenitor?" The One-Eyed Giant stared at the approaching Vampire Lord with indifference. "Does he think we're out to have a picnic or something?"

The beautiful lady with long purple hair chuckled. "No. I'm sure that he's just bored and

wishes to spectate this grand undertaking. Am I right, King Arawn?"

"You're right," King Arawn replied with a smile. "He's just bored, so he wants to see

something exciting for a change."

The other two Leaders of the Fomorians didn't make any comments and simply stared at Godfrey, who was only a few hundred meters away from them.

The son of the Vampire Progenitor was indeed someone they didn't dare to offend.

No one wanted to be on the receiving end of Vlad's wrath.

Since that was the case, the best choice of action was to just let the Vampire Lord tag along for

the journey.

The four leaders of the Fomorians made a gesture for their subordinates to not attack the approaching Demigod, allowing him to join their ranks without mishap.

"Well met, friends," Godfrey said with a smile.

"It's been a while, Godfrey," King Arawn replied. "Have you been well?"

"No," Godfrey answered. "Life has been boring as of late."

King Arawn gave the Vampire Lord a nod of understanding.

After all, he was also feeling bored, which was why he decided to join this expedition.

He just hoped that after arriving in the Shire Continent, he would be able to watch something entertaining, which would give him a quick fix for the boredom that he had been enduring for the past few decades.