1718 A Festivity For All!
In the meantime, the son Alexander was thinking of, was busy plunging through the woods on horseback, riding forward and never stopping for a second.
Dammit!
Daniel felt ashamed to be fleeing with his balls between his legs.
Well, that should be corrected.
After a swift and crude surgery by one of the local Caronian healers forced at sword-point, Daniel now had only one ball in his sac, thus the reason why he constantly leaned to his left.
It was such a painful and awkward feeling that made him wish he could wind back the hands of time and slice off Santa's neck when he had the chance.
His center of gravity had shifted which also made his attacks shift by several inches.
He could see that even when shooting an arrow, he was always off the mark by a few inches to his left.
He estimated that even when wielding a sword to strike his opponent, he would also have to recalibrate and estimate just how much to the right his feat should be to make up the difference.
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Sigh...
Daniel was aggrieved by his situation.
This changes everything for him, especially in the bedroom.
Only a man can understand what he was truly going through right now.
But even though the pain was killing him, he and his men knew they couldn't stop even if it was for a second.
Threading through the vast Caronian forest terrain, Daniel gritted his teeth to bare it all.
What a pain.
'Just you wait, fatso. Just because I'm fleeing, doesn't mean k will forget our little encounter. Until then, I hope you stay alive and await my return!'
This was a promise he intended to keep even if the world was coming to an end.
"Hyah!"
Hee~hee-hee-hee-hee-hee~
His horse released a loud grunt, picking up the pace alongside the other horses.
And where was Daniel headed to? Of course back to his haven, Dafaren.
Since the enemy knows he is here and is clearly the lawless sort, it doesn't make any sense to remain in Carona.
He thought this would be a simple assignment, especially since he was a TOEP member with men trained in TOEP advanced arts.
But only now did he understand that without the approval of the TOEP superiors, it would be difficult to act on his own against these Caronians.
Mind you, his plans to take Penelope as his and become the new Caronian Monarch weren't known or approved by the TOEP.
If he reported the matter or made it known to them it could go 1 of 2 ways.
They could either tell him to step down and do nothing, or they could assist him by calling all already existing TOEP members in Carona to run to his aid and do a proper job at handling matters.
Daniel felt the organization wouldn't allow him to be monarch since he was already the crown prince of Dafaren.
This was why he wanted to grab it with his resources.
But here was the thing.
He left a majority of his resources back in Dafaren to look after his future empire and only came here with a fraction of his men.
He thought with his amazing brains and super assassin skills far above Pyno's, it should be enough to deal with these barbaric Caronians.
As they say sometimes, numbers don't exactly guarantee a victory at war.
A great battle strategist can deal with a thousand enemy troops using just a hundred like the Great Phelicipo, who poisoned the waters at the enemy camp, killing 20,000 men in just one night while he had barely 300 men to fight on his side.
Daniel thought he was such a strategist, and for a while, it did work extremely well.
Truth be told, if Santa wasn't blessed with such great strength, he wouldn't have escaped Daniel's grasp at all.
No.
Instead, he would've been a puppet, being to Daniel's will while his niece, Gwen, would've been shipped out to Dafaren at a snap of Daniel's fingers.
When that happens, what choice would he have but bow his head before Daniel?
Even if Landon and the Baymardians wanted to help, it would still take a while to find the little girl (since Landon didn't have a tracker on her or Daniel.)
It could take months and maybe a year before they finally get the girl back, and by then Daniel would have turned Carona upside down to his will.
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Son of a b**ch!
Daniel cursed recalling how close he was back then.
Soon, a long blue bird flew high in the sky, circling above them before landing on the shoulders of one of his men.
Instantly, everyone halted their horses in silence, allowing the man take the note attached to the bird's legs.
"My lord."
The man with a striking scar across his cheek handed the note to Daniel with a stern expression.
Holding the note, the corners of Daniel's lips raised high despite the burning pain between his thighs.
"Good. They'll get ships ready for us!"
Great!
Everyone breathed out fork relief, wondering who Daniel contacted for the quick escape.
They dared not use their original ships, fearing that Santa and Penelope might enlist the help of Baymardian vehicles to the regions they docked their elite Veinitta ships.
No way!
They must leave Carona as fast as possible, and through a desolate path too.
Fortunately, one of Daniel's connections who owed him a favor was stationed in Carona on some secret mission.
Daniel already knew where he was within Carona, so he had one of his men head over there as fast as they could.
Luckily, the man was true to his words telling them to head for an outside region beside Lumen town.
There, there will be men, including rowing servants
There to take them back to Dafaren.
You have to know that Carona forbids slavery, so they had no choice but to use their soldiers to row the ships away.
You have to know that over the years, things have become a nightmare for many kidnappers and traffickers.
One cannot even leave the city, towns and villages without several checks being conducted.
Many people inwardly hated Baymard, seeing as steady news of traffickers getting caught flooded the scene daily.
In fact, the local police stations now offered payments for news concerning traffickers.
This made the peasants and civilians keep their eyes open, not wanting to miss any opportunity to make money.
Sigh...
Times are really hard for the wicked.
Many missed the days when Baynard never reeled its head above the waters.
Many missed the days when it was easy to traffic by kidnapping and getting slaves from many slave merchants.
Alas, good things never last.
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Daniel was thrilled to be leaving this barbaric dump and finally heading back home.
Now, his thoughts and next plan of action have changed.
Was he to wait for God knows how many more years before his father abdicated the throne to him?
No way!
Only by taking things forcefully can one enjoy the true spoils of the world.
Daniel's eyes turned colder the more he thought of it.
'Old man, don't blame me for being rude. If you don't want to step down then this son has no choice but to be unfilial.'
It seems he will have to take over Dafaren and make it completely stable to his will before he branches out to Pyno again.
Apart from Skye, there was another idiot, his half 2nd brother, Blariel who wanted his position as crown prince too.
This time he will clean off the bastard, as well as his father Alexander in one big swoop.
Alexander will never see it coming from young till now, Daniel has never plotted against Alexander even once.
All his half-siblings have done so except him.
This was also one of the reasons Alexander trusted him the most.
"Let it fly high."
Right!
The man with the visible scar across his cheek nodded before sending the long blue bird flying sky-high.
This was one of the reasons they valued the time and training the TOEP provided.
Something like message beast taming was a skill a select few learned while in Morgan.
Where in Pyno and even Veinitta will you find bird tamers?
No way!
Morgany had so many powerful ways to make a bird obedient and loyal to its master, understanding each instruction the master gave.
It was far harder to train a bird than a dog, especially a messenger bird that also worked as a scout, alerting them if there was any danger ahead.
With a kick on his horse, Daniel and his men quickly took off with no moment to waste.
"Hyah!"
This was the last anyone would see of them until they reached Dafaren.
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Like so, the wheels of time spun widely with several forces moving in all directions, some in the shadows and some out in the open.
And in a blink of an eye, it was the 6th of December already, the day the Christmas festival would be held.
The stores were closed but all touristic places for excitement were all open.
Restaurants were busy, skateboarding rings were full, indoor snow attraction sites were flooded and many other options were available to the many people roaming the busy streets.
Of course, some preferred to stay home and only go out when the festival officially began at 7 P.M.
Ho-ho-ho! What a jolly day it was.
Holding the pregnant Lucy in his hands, Landon felt fulfilled.
It was already 12:15 P.M, and the Royal Christmas celebrations began at 2.
"Come now, my lady... Should we get ready?"
Lucy chuckled, urging herself deeper into his chest.
"I bet the royal staff are already waiting outside our bedroom to get us all dressed up. So how can we keep them waiting any longer?"
The 2 looked at each other tactfully and smiled.
Time to begin the festivities!
