"A god?" I blinked but thankfully no one could see my expression through the mask.
"Heavenly terbanacles... sigh, of course the mystic arts world would have sweats..
My feathers went on with the explanation
"Back in the 1200s during the second heavenly war the biggest ritual in mystic arts history took place, summoning the 12 Scared Terbanacles.
"What, why did they do that?."
Feathers shrugged.
"I don't know either. But it was said that a calamity had befallen upon humans, and only the sacred terbanacles could save them from such calamity.
"These people thought these Ancient beings would lead them to salvation"
She exhaled.
"But who they summoned were mad gods, gods that were affected by a sever mental plague plague."
*Mad gods?, huh...* I pressed my lips.
In those perilious days, humans were forced to adapt and learn the mystic arts languagebmore than a 100 times faster than an average human would.
After decades of battling mad gods, humanity's new Sacraced Terbanacles rose.
"Humans?" Bones asked.
Feathers nodded.
"It was said that quite a few gods rose but we only know of 7 of them. Today they are referred to the Princes or Priestesses"
The prince of peace, The prince of war, The prince of darkness,The prince of oblivion, The priestess of pleasure,The abomination of desolation, The prince of light.
"That's a whole lot of info, does she carry this in her head all the time?"
I wished I had my journal with me.
"These are said princes. They are not only one of the strongest forces in human but they all retreated to the unseen world decades ago."
Feathers voice was filled with admiration.
"And the families were erected as cults that worships eache of them".
She raised a finger.
"Every family is powerful in their own right, and along the course of history some have been wiped out while some remained."
"Wiped out?...damn."
"The ones that were wiped out, fell during the third heavenly war"
"Wait there's a third?", bones looked puzzled.
She paused.
The prince of imagination. That's the new god that rose from the third heavenly war.
"A third?, I only know of two."
I chuckled. "Then I guess your a bit out dated". Off course I had no idea what was going on, so I'm gonna have to ask my assistant.
"Every mystic artist with a master knows that much, so this is the really confidential information. And most rogue artists don't know about it, since the battle took place in the unseen realm"
"So what were standing on is the remains of a once powerful mystic arts family who once ruled a region of the unseen realm".
"Pretty much."
"Then we need to find it then..."
"My payment for you", Mr rock gave miss feathers a sheet of paper.
Miss feathers read it and smiled, payment accepted.
I heard a quite a few things from, Aaron, he's been constantly writing to me, in every mystic arts family there hold a path that leads to the unseen realm, this is also the case for every major organisation that worship the 7 heavenly ranked sacred terbanacles.
"Why the hell would you guys want to go there,?" I stopped tham in their tracks.
"The path to the unseen realm leads to, a place where spirits that could turn us to dust residee yet you want to go there?."
I stood back, "there's no reason for that".
"Then what do you want us to do?"
"What fucking else?. Go back " I shrugged as I turned away.
"I heard, fallen families often have ancient treasures buried under their foundation" miss feather smiled at me, and a path to the unseen realm, the location can be sold for millons of kronen.
"Millions?..." the number sounded quite funny to me.
Even if you spent an entire lifetime spending like a mad man, you wouldn't still be able to spend a million kronen.
"And so..." I stuffed my hand in my pocket, If you decide to explore it, it could be dangerous
"Since when were you concerned for our safety..".
"Sigh.. it's fine, whatever... " I waved .
"Then I thought of something."
"Since we're on the basis of exchange, I have information, I need from you guys".
I tilted my head.
"I need information on the blood sisters.."
The trios head whipped towards Mr in sync.
Mr rocks body flinched, miss feathers took a step back like she'd seen a ghost, and even bones looked evedently alarmed.
"What.?."
"What business do you have with the blood sisters?".
"Why am I getting asked the same question?."
I still remembered when I tried to question Aaron about the blood sisters, he was visibly shaken too. Who exactly are they?"
"Those bitches?... I have unfinished business with their lot"
I remained calm.
"Miss feather glaced at me up and down, trying to get a read on me but I stayed calm, I don't know why a mere mention of those girls, could send every mystic artist I come across into panic.
"The blood sisters are blood thirsty physchopaths who you should have no business with"
"And yet I do ".
"If you have any valuable information spill."
I was losing my patience.
"Okay then". Miss feathers shrugged, then glanced at the cloaked duo.
"Oh we'll be over there.". They quickly rused off.
Miss feather watched as the two cloacked figures decended deeper into the ruins.
"The blood sisters isn't an actual family." She began talking.
"It's an organization.."
Before I asked the question, feathered answered.
"They worshp the priestess of pleasure, one the scared terbanacles."
I remained silent.
"They're one of the oldest organization still active in the mystic arts world today, unlike most factions, they don't rule a specific area , they spend through influence, and ironically, their organization is one of the most secretive"
"They're everywhere, from nobles to government officials to criminal syndicates their every where"
"What exactly do they do.. ". I asked.
Maybe that way I can predict where those people will show up.
I don't particularly know, but I heard they get instructions from people above them
Miss feathers leaned closer.
My master has encountered them once, she said.
The executives of their organization are sky rank prodigies are over 200 years old"
*She has a master?.*
"They have some sort of method of preserving their youth only know to the higher ups. It's not even crazy to assume some of them fought in the third heavenly war.*
"Huh.." I began reassessing my views on them.
*Then I guess those mistresses are the sole operators of the organization and they answer to the priestess of pleasure.*
"So they're a religion..?" I raised a brow
She shook her head.
"No."
"They're a religion..." "...a secret society..." "...an intelligence network..."
I listened close.
"...and an assassination organization."
"All at once.?"
"Yes."
Her expression hardened.
"If someone tells you the Blood Sisters are after them..."
"They're already dead."
*Sounds a little off the truth , I'm a living testimony after all.*
Technically I still would be dead if it weren't for my resurrection so it's kind of valid*
Silence fell between us.
Then she looked directly at me.
"So..."
"What unfinished business could you possibly have with people like that?"
I chuckled.
"You don't need to know that ".
I sighed.
"About my payment... "
"Yeah about that." I paused.
Have you heard of heavenly relics.
I explained to her all about the heavenly relics, the classes, and the rankings.
" is that enough?" .
Miss feathers thought for a moment."Yes" she bowed.
I waved her off and headed towards the exit.
Miss feathers watched my figure disappear.
Then rubbed her temple.
"Just who is that man?, a rougue?.
She internally shook her head.
*Noo, he seemed way too knowledgable.*
She could get a read off him, but someone capable of calling the blood sisters bitches isn't ordinary.
She sighed.
Should I tell master about this?.