secrets of the dungeon

Chapter 3: Sigurd Town bandits

A day after leaving his farm, Trevor sought out the nearest settlement to establish his next course of action.

"Sighhhhhhhhhh...." The young boy said as he had yet to find any town despite walking for hours until...

"Hey excuse me, are you going to Sigurd Town?" From behind a tree another Young lad, dressed in a green jacket and brown pants came towards Trevor.

"Huh, Sigurd Town? Never heard of it, but it's close right?" Trevor said curiously.

"I knew it you're a traveler!, Would you mind escorting me there, it's quite dangerous to go alone" the guy moved closer.

"As much as I'd like to, traveling with a person I don't even know their name is something else" Trevor stepped back and touched his sickle.

"Oh pardon me, the name's Martin! Martin kikka" The guy in green finally introduced himself "Marchant of Sigurd" he bowed.

"Nice to meet you Martin, I'm Trevor a travelling adventurer" the farmer said not disclosing that his a journey to clear dungeons.

"Alright for the meantime we'll be companions till we reach Sigurd" Martin stuck out his right hand.

"Yah, I'm not much for handshakes let's just go" Trevor said nonchalantly remembering a failed alliance he experienced before.

"Alright, got it chief!" Martin took back his hand and the two boys went on their way north.

To pass the time Trevor asked a question "Hey so what's the situation of the kingdom currently? I'm been kinda sheltered for a while" he said nervously in attempts to get martin to feel superior and answer the question.

"Well here in the southern region of Vartigo, the Royal army have been investigating strange occurrences in the region... Dungeons the call them, I even heard they have have the special forces searching through them too, King Sirius and the other royals must want the gold in there" Martin explained.

(So the king and the royals are also gathering artifacts it seems, rich bastards) Trevor hissed in his mind "wait special forces?" He asked confused by that last statement.

Sigurd town

"Hey we're here!" Martin pointed to a small looking town with about 15 houses there, the houses seemed old and rickety all except for the bar in the middle of town, the citizens also had this terrified look on their faces as they went close to the bar.

'Growlllll' Trevor's stomach sounded at the thought of the bar.

"Hungry ain't ya? How about I threat us to some grub" Martin put a hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Ummm okay" he thought of paying for the meal with his gold but that would draw unwanted attention towards him.

Sigurd bar

The building was just as big on the inside as it was on the outside.

A huge tavern filled with various thug like people drinking Ale and laughing "Gyahahahahaha!" The worst was the female bartender wearing a red apron and shivering in fear from being talked to by one of the biggest thugs in the bar.

"Yo, hot stuff, how about you spend a hot night with me, Craig of the Zebra bandits" the hulking man said, he had black dreadlocks and his muscles were huge, his outfit consisted of a black jacket and stripped black jeans with shades of white, just like the other thugs.

"No no, I'm okay being cold thank you very much" the bartender said her long brown ponytail standing up cause of fear.

"Huh?! We just robbed this of about 400 silver! And I decided to spend it here with my crew!" Craig said annoyed

"Yet you can't spend one night with me to show your gratefulness?!!! What if we rob this place too!!!" Hee broke a bottle on the table.

"Kyaaaaaaaaaahhh please don't!" The bartender screamed.

"Hey how about you pick on someone your own size!" Trevor yells from the entrance.

"Well you also aren't his size, but whatever" Martin commented.

"Huh?! What do you want kid? Don't you see we're busy!" Craig yelled again.

"Yah terrorizing a small town, that shows the level of you common thugs" Trevor insulted them.

"What", "common thugs?", "We're the Zebra bandits damnit!!!" All the guys stood up and grabbed stripped clubs ready to attack Trevor.

"Those are your last words kid, guys get him!!!" Trevor gave the signal and all the things jump Trevor.

Trevor jumps back and grabs Martin's back "wahhhh!" The youth yells as his pulled backwards to avoid the attacks

"Running won't save you!" One of the thugs with long blonde hair charged forward.

"Whoops" Trevor says as he dodges another charge from the thug.

"Fight like a man, bastard!" The thug tries to punch the youth however...

'grab' Trevor grabs the punch and smirks "Got yah! Oraaaaah!" Trevor then punches the thug so hard he falls backwards.

"Guwaahh!" The blonde thug cried as he fell to the ground.

"What?", "This kid is actually strong attack him all at once" the thugs lunge at the youth once again.

"Martin get away from here, I'm about to do something big!" Trevor takes out his sickle from his back.

"You don't have to tell me twice!!" Martin hightails it out of there immediately.

"Die brat!!" The thugs ready to kill the youth However.

Trevor closed his eyes, remembering the words of the being he met in the dungeon.

"Arti----shift!" He yells and a blackish purple aura surrounded him pushing all the thugs back.

"Guwaaaaahhh!" They yelled as they were pushed back.

"Is that magic?, No his weapon!" Craig came out of the bar just to see how badly his men were getting beaten.

"{Black skull Scythe!}" Trevor displayed his signature weapon a black scythe with a skull emblem on it.

"Here I come! Hiyahhhhh!" Trevor yells as he charged at the remaining thugs

"Spin spin spin!" Using the back end of his weapon to avoid casualties Trevor mowed down the bandits "grahhhhhh!, Gueahhhhh, ofaahhhh!" They cried as a single spin wiped them all out.

"No way!" Craig said and ran towards them, "you snot nosed brat he brought his club down like a hammer knocking Trevor away.

"Gah" Trevor said as he fell back a bit his left shoulder sustaining some damage (this guy ain't like the others) Trevor stood back up.

"Run away, from he bandit leader is getting serious", the civilians cried as they all retreated into their houses.

"Kid, I thought you were a magician but it seems you're just a child with a cool weapon" Craig smiled "I'll be taking it after I kill you!" Craig once again tries to use that hammer like attack on the farmer boy.

(That's right I have magic, I teleported once before in the dungeon but how, let me try to remember that sensation) Trevor thought and closes his eyes as the club drew closer to his face.

'bammmmmm!' the impact forces dust into the air

"What he's gone!" Craig said as he didn't feel the breaking of bones.

'pooffff!' in a cloud of purple dust Trevor appears right behind Craig "hooorahhhhhh!" Trevor the hits the back of Craig's neck.

"Grawhhahhhhhhhhh!" Craig cries as his forced unconscious by the heavy blow to the neck.

"Haaaa haaaa haaaa" Trevor falls to his knees "that took a lot out of me.

"No way", "that kid beat Craig", "he beat the whole Zebra bandits!!!" "Hell yeah!!!!!" The citizens came back and cheered as Trevor freed them from oppression.

"Haaaaa, Thank you so much, Thank you so much" the bartender lady said gratefully and bowed her head "Anything you want to eat is on the house" she said happily.

"Really thank you!" Trevor said as his scythe turned back into a sickle.

"Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!" The crowd once again cheered this time also tying up the bandits and getting their money back.

Trevor then noticed something off "Where's Martin?" He said looking for his companion

Trevor push through the crowd however the young man was no where to be found.

"Martin! Martin! Where did you go?" Trevor yells loudly.

"Oh my boy, who are you looking for?" An old man from the crowd asked the farmer boy.

"I'm looking for a guy in a green.... Wait a second..." Trevor turns to look at the old man and realized something.

"I met you back in my village! You're the old man that sent me to the dungeon! Also you're wearing the same green shirt as Martin too!" Trevor points out connecting the dots.

"You sure are clever boy, come with me" he walks away from the crowd and so does martin.

"Wait who are you?, Are you really Martin?" Trevor asked a million questions.

"Well for starters, my real name is simply MK, and I suppose I'm similar to you" the man said.

"Similar to me?..... Wait you've cleared a dungeon!" Trevor pieced together again.

"That's right, my artifact is somewhat like a transformer, anyway I bet you are wondering why I helped you and also brought you here" MK said smiling.

"Yes definitely this ain't normal one bit" the farmer boy said scratching his head.

"Well, it's about that competition, I want to fight worthy foes, not pompous royals that's why, I assimilated you first" MK said touching his Chin "you're a righteous soul, a Worthy rival indeed" he smiled.

"So that's why, and you brought me here to test my resolve and strength, crafty old man" Trevor hissed.

"That's right, however I didn't expect that you wouldn't at least kill one of them" MK frowned "That may be a problem".

"What do you mean?! You just said I was a righteous soul now you say I should have killed them? I'm not a murderer!" Trevor yelled.

"That's going to be a huge handicap for you boy, remember those special forces I told you about?" MK says seriously.

"Yah what about them?" Trevor folds his hands.

"Those are the special forces of kingdom, a group of magic users trained for specifically for a single task" MK said "killing us and stealing our artifacts" the tone became grim.

"Wh...what?" Trevor was caught off guard.

"That's right, the king has special forces designed to kill us cause to the royals, we commoners don't deserve a chance to enter the tournament" MK got angry

"Bastards so they want to remain bin power no matter what huh?! I won't let that happen!" Trevor yelled.

"Then survive!" MK got closer to the boy "Not only do the royals want you dead, but other artifact users you don't want competition with use you as a stepping stone, you'll be forced to kill sooner or later" MK said still furious.

"........." Trevor wasn't for the idea of killing but it seems he would have to, "Ha, then I'll just have to get stronger, I'll clear more dungeons and enhance my artifact" Trevor said touching his sickle.

"Not only that, you'll have to train your body as well as your mind, that's why I'm going to help you, we're stronger together" MK's face became soft.

"Yah you sure helped during my fight with the thugs, why should I trust you anyway?!" Trevor yelled out.

"Cause I've been searching for someone like you for years, I want to fight you, I want to fight you so badly I'd kill the king to do it" MK face turned a shade of red just from the thought of fighting Trevor.

"Okay! okay! I get it! We'll travel together sheesh!!! (Gross)" Trevor said disgusted by the old man's expression.

"Now then, off to the next town, hopefully from there we'll find another dungeon" Mk started to walk forward until

'growllllllllll' Trevor's stomach echoes with hunger "that's after i eat!!!" Trevor runs to the bar to Chow down.

"Ha, that boy, he'll have it rough in this world for sure" MK frowned "But that's what will make him stronger" he smiled ominously.

3 hours later

After eating 20 plates of rice Trevor was ready for the next journey with MK by his side.

Trevor then turned to his new companion "By the way, what do you call these special forces?" Trevor asked curiously.

"Their name comes from the crimson amber they bathe in, the ruby rain they cause wherever they go, and the scarlet water they draw from their enemies....

They are known as.....

The Red Guards " Mk says grimly

Trevor throat dries up as he then thinks to himself (King Sirius, the royals, The red Guards) all his current enemies, he would never be treated the same unfair way ever again, now that he has power he would stop them at all cost.

Trevor touches his the left side side of his face, feeling the burn scar (was that guy also part of the red guards) he wondered remembering Chris the fire mage, from the dark skull dungeon.

Meanwhile

Vertigo Royal capital city

URISTAL CITY

The aforementioned dark skinned man, Chris returns to the capital to face his punishment for failure.

In the Golden colored castle rested king Sirius upon his golden throne, about 40 guards in silver armor we're guarding him

The king was a fat bearded old man with graying hair, his clothes were shining and on fingers were 10 red rings that hid ominous power.

"So......chr..... Chromus" king Sirius said nonchalantly.

(It's Chris you fat ass) the dark skinned man said in his mind yet he kept his silence.

"For failing to capture the skull dungeon's artifact, I hereby demote you to a bronze rank Red guard, now leave my sight!" Sirius drives him away.

"But my Lord! That's too harsh!" Chris tries to plead for his position but...

"Begone!, The king has dismissed you!"the guards shout at him and point their blades at his throat.

"Tskkkkkk!" Chris hissed and left the palace.

As he headed out his confronted by a single individual.

"You!" Chris falls to the floor in fear at the individual.

"Long time no see, brother" the hulking dark skinned man clad in a red coat frowned at Chris...

To be continued