1694 The End Is Near!
Bahahhahahahahahahaha~
Camilla was thrilled, reading the letter while boiling water in a black cauldron suspended above the fireplace.
How exciting!
The end was truly near for Baymard, though it won't be as brisk as she hoped.
In Camilla's mind, Baymard would no longer exist after 2 years. It seems that despite knowing Baymard's inventions the organization still had supreme confidence in smashing them all.
It was times like these that made Camilla proud and glad he wasn't the organization's foe.
You have to know that after Baymard did their little show and rescue back then, she was indeed terrified of their power.
Seeing them move from a distance isn't the same as witnessing it inches away from one's face
I'm telling you, she was right there with her burden, seated high up on that royal balcony overseeing the ashes as they gathered to watch Gregory's coronation.
The organization's assassins should've unfinished him off then, but who knew Gregory had a super assassin who not only caught the arrows and spear attacks but also destroyed the hidden enemies in one move?
No way!
Camilla had never seen something so terrifying yet so hot and steamy too.
She knew the guard belonged to Grefory but his actions could indeed make her open her legs for him.
Of course, she loved her husband, and wouldn't dare think of cheating. No... what she loved doing was staging an act for her husband to 'almost catch her' making love to another man.
Her husband was so jealous that he would kill on sight and then make love to her by the dead body too.
She loved a man who knew how to put her in her place.
How many men have died because of her? Maybe more than 10,000.
Some were even innocent, having only come because she promised a job opportunity for them.
Sadly, it was all a trap since when they arrived at her mansion, they were led to her chambers where she lay naked. And before they could reply whether to accept or decline, her husband would choose them down and display their heads on stakes for all to see.
Who cares if their families mourned for them?
Camilla once heard that the daughter of a person she had killed, was now living a pitiable life where no man wanted her thinking she carried her father's blood and was therefore a loose woman who didn't know how to close her legs for anyone.
In the end, the girl raped and bashed her head on a wall to end her life.
How weak.
If she were the one she would rise to power and sell all those who spoke badly of her to slave traders.
No... the best fate was having them sent in as true slaves belonging to the organization.
There, they will live on secluded islands with no way out until they prove themselves in deadly competitions and get selected as crew members for the many pirate fleets.
Of course, the week would end up being rowers, spending tenor lives chained up until they died.
Look... wasn't such a fate better for her enemies than having her die with no one still feeling remorse?
Even after death, they still laughed at her, saying she was better off dying than living such a disgraceful life.
Heh!
Camilla sneered feeling she didn't do anything wrong.
For one, even if people did turn her down she still felt they should die for insulting her.
After all, wasn't it an insult to see her heavenly body and not have dirty thoughts?
Who are they fooling with that crap of saying they love their peasant wives and didn't want to cheat?
It was rare for men to turn her down but there were indeed a handful out of the thousands who from the moment they entered her bedroom chambers, their eyes already rejected her though they said nothing.
However, as proud as she was, she would never allow such men to walk out alive.
Even if she detested and loved down on them, who were they not to get turned on by her magnificent body?
They were simply courting death!
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Reading the note for the umpteenth time Camilla slowly made her way to the fireside, throwing the note in without nostalgia.
"Before I go anyways I must see my husband." She said to herself.
Her husband was with his brother in another neighboring empire.
Yes!
Her brother-in-law was the smart one who managed to marry a princess from the empire, and later taught his way to becoming monarch.
Hehehehehe~
Many people from that empire hated that an outsider was the one to rule them. But what could they do?
They didn't know what sort of ecstasy soup this foregone had given the nobles, but it was enough to keep him on the throne for over a decade now.
What was so amazing was that after marrying the princess from that empire, he quickly kicked her to the curb once he got the throne.
Tsk.
Her brother-in-law was truly an amazing man, almost as amazing as her husband, a loyal Tyrant in Titarian.
Before leaving for Baymard, some things have to be looked after.
That's why she had to meet her husband face to face since he was the only one she truly trusted.
Hey...
They might not see each other for a while, so at least let them have a couple-moment together.
Thus, Camilla's mind began to spin, as she made a detailed plan of her journey.
First head to see her husband in another empire's Capital, before leaving for Baymard from there.
Had she left straight from Titarian, reaching Baymard would've been way shorter since the Baymardian ship cruises were very operational, and according to the rumors, swift too.
Yes. That was undoubtedly the easier route to choose had she not had other matters to do before leaving.
Luckily for her, the deadline the organization gave her was 1 year and 4 months.
At the end of this period, she must be in Baymard. Someone will be there to ensure she 'checked in' or so to speak.
1 year, 4 months...
She has to live fast.
From where she was, it would take another 1 month 3 weeks to reach the borders before taking up another 3 months 2 weeks to reach the next empire's Capital city.
That's 6 months and 1 week of travel time.
Mind you, she will then have to leave that said empire and board a ship, staying afloat the seas for months before reaching Baymard.
No matter how she saw it, she was really cutting it close by going to see her husband.
However, Camilla didn't think too much.
Provided she was there on time the organization wouldn't care about how many stops she made on the way.
Her journey was long but necessary.
Camilla estimated that her overall travel time would be approximately 1 year 2 months and 3 weeks if things went according to plan with my delays.
This meant she would have 1 month and 1 week of free time, which she would generously use during her visitation time with her husband.
She will give him 2 weeks, keeping the other 3 weeks for unexpected incidents that could delay her travel time.
As for what she would be doing in Baymard, the organization didn't care so long as she kept busy and stayed there while gathering information too.
Pouring the boiled water into a wooden bowl, Camilla set the bowl on the side to cool down a bit, while tapping her fingers on the worn-out tables thoughtfully.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't thrilled to see just how accurate this Baymard was from the many portrait (magazine) images shown around.
As for when the T.O.E.P were truly going to strike, Camilla thought it should be 2 years from now but who knows... it might be 2 and a half or 3 depending on when they could gather all major forces to deliver a deep blow to Baymard.
Here's the thing.
They had to gather as many forces as they could because once Baymard is under attack, the other Pyno empires will come to its rescue.
Don't forget that with those insane Baymardian ships the many Pyno forces would arrive in an hour or so rather than in a few days.
So backup will come quicker than usual.
In other words, they will be fighting Pyno as a whole and not just Baymard.
This was why the organization had to come in hard, showing these lowly Pyno people just what they were made of.
Of course, their many Pyno members will also have to work hard to destroy the enemy from within too.
But what Camilla didn't know was that the reason might be due to something else... The matter of finding all keys and unlocking the core's ultimate potential!
However, that was a matter for another time.
~Pah!
Camilla slammed the empty bowl onto the table, wiping the corners of her mouth with her handkerchief before grabbing some food in the cupboards kept for her and heading back into the light rain to continue on her journey.
Baymard, Baymard, Baymard...
Their time was near.
Many thought so, as the organization sent word to hundreds and thousands of people all at once.
One thing was certain -- This was the end of the newly sprung empire.
