Loud buzzing could be heard above the First Tower sector as the Titan Slate zipped through the skies of the western district in the Wolfenstein Kingdom. Arriving at the mouth of the valley, Feihren slowly descended towards the commotion that was happening below. Behind him, both Marvin and Old man Mendi were desperately clinging to Feihren as to not fall off the slate.

It only took minutes for them to reach the First Sector from the Sixteenth Sector!

"What was that lad!? That flying carriage of yours is way too extreme!" Old man Mendi rebuked as he slowly stepped off the slate. His knees were still trembling as he tried walking it off.

Marvin, who was also trying to walk straight, immediately approached the guard knights that were assigned within this sector. Beside them was a man with his head lowered as he was carrying an ordinary looking satchel.

"Is this the man you were talking about?" Marvin immediately inquired as Feihren was also walking towards them. He unequipped the Titan Armor and equipped the Messiahs Robe, which was the only 'kingly' equipment he has. Feihren emitted a kingly aura that could only leave people in awe of this gallant figure while he was wearing that elegant armor set.

The soldiers respectfully bowed as the Garudia Kingdom's general immediately kowtowed in front of Feihren. This was definitely unsightly for those that are not used to seeing high ranking officials bow so deeply as to touch the ground with their faces. It was even more uncomfortable when it is to the king of an enemy kingdom!

"No... You should just stand up." Feihren immediately reprimanded the general's genuflecting and urged him to get straight to the point on why he was here in the first place. He was also curious as to why he was seemingly here all by himself, with neither cavalry nor a single soldier to speak of.

"Your Highness... I am here to ask for an apology on behalf of my king as to what has happened between our two kingdoms a month back... and as for said reparation..." Slowly lifting the satchel, the general presented the odd-looking Garuda Statue in front of Feihren. It was akin to a figurine rather than a 'statue' yet it had a mystifying aura that led people to believe that it would be larger beyond the realms of the mortal eye.

It was seemingly true, as Feihren's eyes grew wide the moment he inspected the figurine.

[Demonic Netherwings Artifact]

'A trapped fragment! It seems that I have found the 5th Demonic Essence huh...' Feihren muttered inwardly as he dumbfoundedly glanced at the general.

"What is this and why are you handing it over to me, your enemy?" 

Feihren already knew what was inside the hollow figurine, yet he still asked to make sure that the people of the Garudia Kingdom had no knowledge regarding the Demonic Essence.

"It's a sacred treasure that our country had cherished for centuries... It was said that it was the thing that made beast riding within our kingdom possible. Basically, it is responsible for the core strength of our fighting force..." The Garudia general sincerely answered as he continued.

"And as such, I am temporarily handing this over to you as a sign that we do not want any more meaningless wars and slaughter to occur... We, from the anti-war faction, swore that this is just for the future of our kingdom, and not to surrender our liberty with it..."

Feihren nodded as he replied. "From what you have said... It seems that your King himself has no idea about this being handed over to the enemy huh?"

"...Yes" The general replied in a low voice..."And it seems that they are proceeding with the second phase of attacking right at this very moment... It was from the advice of the stupid Louie and that arrogant puppet of the Bainzen Empire!" The general continued as he gnashed his teeth in hatred...

"Louie?" Marvin interjected as he heard the familiar name. "Louie Rudyard the 3rd?"

"Yes, it seems that you'd obviously know him considering he's your former king..." The general replied with coldness evident in his eyes as he heard the name of those people that had seemingly changed their king and led to this precarious situation.

"Hmm, so that where he ran off to..." Feihren added as he interjected the conversation. "But it seems that this thing would be somewhat useful to your military forces?"

Raising his right hand as he held the figurine on the other, Feihren pointed out a finger towards the figurine as green lights swirled on his hands.

Putting tension on his pointer finger with his thumb, he slightly flicked towards the figurine as the green aura dispersed through it, immediately shattering the Garuda figurine into tiny pieces.

The people around Feihren, especially the Garudia general, could not believe what they just saw...

'Didn't they say that this was the sacred treasure of the Garudia Kingdom? And it was destroyed just like that? Although it looks fragile in the first place...' The people inwardly mattered as bloodshot eyes could be seen on the Garudia general.

"What's the matter? You handed it over to me for a reason. And in truth, this is not truly 'Your Kingdoms Greatest Treasure'. You don't own this thing in the first place..." Feihren added as he opened up his closed palm from the flick a while ago, within it was a swirling black sprite that was emitting an ominous aura.

"This? Technically belongs to me..." Feihren added as he inquired Old man Mendi.

"Chief, did Old man Yeshua prepare the blueprint that I asked for?"

"Ah, this young lad?" Old man Mendi handed over a tiny rolled parchment to Feihren.

"Hmmm... It seems that I could make it work huh..." Feihren muttered inwardly as he changed the Messiahs Robes into the Titan Armor, riding the Titan Slate. Feihren gazed towards the horizon towards the direction of the Garudia Kingdom.

"It would take them roughly 2 days before they could arrive here. Stay on your guard and just stay under the towers range, it could hold them off. I'll go back the capital for a while." Feihren instructed the people as he added. "Marvin, manage all the tower sectors while I'm gone. Old man Mendi, would you please come with me? I'll need your help with this."

Marvin and his father nodded in approval as the soldiers bowed towards Feihren.

Glancing at the figure of the still dumbfounded general, Feihren added...

"And as for you, you should just... go home."

"I admire your desire for peace, but please open your eyes to the truth... You can't have peace without war... and your attack on us has proven that same point."

...

The capital of the Wolfenstein Kingdom.

Feihren had brought the last thing that he was waiting for before proceeding to a project that he was eagerly trying to complete back then, a proper body for the Ancient Demon Lord.

The point was that, although Feihren could not be certain at what the Ancient Demon Lord was trying to plan behind his back, it was apparent that he was powerful. He was probably an even more fierce power in the past, but that has been lost in the history of Nuwiell. But one thing that had bothered Feihren is what had pushed the Ancient Demon Lord to disperse himself into these fragmented parts...?

It could be said that he was unkillable when he was divided, yet it was still a mystery for Feihren as to why this powerful being decided to do such a thing... It seems that there were other entities strong enough to bring fear upon the Ancient Demon Lord. As such, Feihren would need his guidance, one way or another. It would not be a bad thing if the demon lord could have a change of heart, and would be his ally within this world.

But as for now, Feihren was pretty confident that he could handle a fragmented version of the Ancient Demon Lord. Besides it's not as if he was giving this conniving old being full control over this new body of his.

Handing over the [Full Body Armor] special blueprint to old man Mendi, they started the production of the armor. Within the workshop that Feihren had custom built for his use, he and the dwarven chief worked for the entire day to build this new blueprint in a hurry.

Although it was a perilous task, equipping the subclass of [Armor Specialist] had made sure that Feihren was doing the exact measurements and had properly adjusted everything to fit his 'need'.

Finishing the armor, Old man Mendi then proceeded to work with the special blueprint that Yeshua had handed to him by the request of Feihren. Within the tiny blueprint was the guideline in making a metallic pair of wings. Although this was impractical and would obviously not be of use by the ordinary people, Feihren had still specifically asked for one to be made.

Feihren handed over the [High-grade Griffon Feathers] and the [High-grade Wyvern Scales] that were going to be used as the raw materials for the pair of wings aside from the steel cables that would serve as its skeletal base. Old man Mendi was indeed a master craftsman as he had immediately got the hang of this item's creation process as he proceeded with it smoothly. 

Feihren then continued to work with the armor 'sealing' as to make sure that the ominous aura of the Ancient Demon Lord would not be 'leaking' anytime soon.

'General Exp: 17,681,480'

From the last time Feihren had checked his general exp until now, he had garnered an additional 7 million general exp. It was from the black market heist on the Sechua City, the defense of the Western district, and the sneaky night raids he made before.

Green lights swirled on Feihren's hand as he individually applied 'life force' to each part; the torso, the legs, the arms, and the helm. The process didn't take long, but as for the consumption of the General exp, it was a bit excessive. But for Feihren, it was all worth it, or would be if this all turned out to be successful.

'General Exp: 2,681,480'

Two million more general exp would be gone as the wings that Old man Mendi made would be finished. It was already midnight as Feihren had taken a nap on the dirty floor of the workshop.

He was awoken by the noise of Old man Mendi celebrating the success of finally finishing the pair of wings! Feihren was ecstatic as well as both of them immediately worked on attaching the wings to the armor.

"And now, for the main course..." 

Feihren did not wait till tomorrow for all this to be finished. It is possible that he had miscalculated the arrival time of the enemy and they might get here a lot sooner than he expected, so he had to treasure the time he has and not waste any of it.

Removing the seals of the Demonic Carbine caused it to return to its original [M4 Stallion Carbine] form.

4 ominous black sprites swirled in Feihren's arms as they intertwined with each other. Feihren then had brought up the 5th [Demonic Essence] from his Inventory as he added it to the mix.

One [Demonic Essence] went into one arm, one more to the other...

One [Demonic Essence] for a leg, one more to the other...

The limbs of the armor started twitching as the fragments of the Ancient Demon Lord condensed within it.

Now this was the important part of keeping the Ancient Demon Lord in line...

Feihren took Samael's gem from his belt pocket as he carefully placed it within the hollow forehead of the armor's helm. The gem glowed brightly as the red aura covered the entirety of the armor.

The gem then seemed to turn into a liquid as it ran through every nook and cranny of the armor, as if congealing an entirely new body. The armor then glowed bright red as it moved ever so slightly.

This whole armor was now a fusion of Samael and the Ancient Demon Lord...

Samael's faithful familiar mentality would weed out any bad intentions that the demon lord would plan out as they are now basically bound by the same consciousness...

And as for the 5th Demonic Essence... Feihren carefully placed it on the back of the armor. The wings on the armor then slightly twitched as the fragment started condensing.

Whoosh!

The wings flapped open as it looked mighty and awe inspiring. Colored with bright golden feathers with dark purplish scales over a skeletal frame, it was truly a sight to be in awe of. It was a dark armor with red and bright orange outlines throughout its body, and its closed mask that only glowed with two flickering red dots emitted a strong aura.

The figure of the armor moved ever so slightly as it started inspecting itself...

A gentle feminine voice could be heard from the illusory mouth of the armor. The voice sounded mysterious as one could hear a split tone, as if two people were talking simultaneously. It was utterly weird, yet was full of elegance and grace...

"Thank you, Your Highness. For granting me this new body."

"Eh?" Both the chief and Feihren listened in surprise... "A woman?"

"Did I name Samael wrong all this time? And here I thought those rocks don't have any gender..."