Multiverse Conquest: Rise of the Saiyan Empire

Suddenly, Marek's face distorted into an ominous smile, as two hooded silhouettes appeared by his side:

"Your Majesty…"

Marek smirked:

"It seems they are finally here. The Sentences of the Empire."

Roygun her arms wrapped around the Emperor's was lightly surprised:

"Is it really the case, Sho-chan?"

Bayek felt a little hot in the face:

"Empress, I've been granted the title of Bayek by his Majesty…If you could please…"

Roygun tilted her head:

"No! Sho-chan will always be sho-chan!"

"But, Empr-!"

"I said no! Stop arguing with me!"

"Bu-!"

Her eyes became fierce, like a mother scolding her child:

"You are not big enough for me so I can't kick your ass!"

Shahrazad and Aya were both grinning. Marek felt a deep connection with the down Bayek at this moment:

"Sigh, Just give up. She is completely unshakable when she is like this."

She pinched his face as she pouted:

"What does that supposed to mean..~?"

He took her in his arms as he grinned:

"It means that you are a woman of strong character, that won't lose even to the Legendary Super Saiyan."

She continued to pout:

"You are describing like I am some kind of monster."

Marek had love in his eyes:

"We can be monsters together~"

She grinned as he got out of his embrace:

"Saying such embarrassing things in front of the kids~"

"You got a lot bolder with time."

Marek sighed as his face regained seriousness:

"Summon all the members of the Zoldyck Family."

His eyes got darker as his vision invaded the whole Imperial City:

"Let's see in which state our people are in ?"

The gorgeous carriage was breathtaking, eclipsing the rundown Imperial City, each of it's ornaments reflected the deep accumulation of the Saharan Dynasty, behind him, servants adorned and clothed with distinguished Spanish dresses.

The sheer wealth of the Carriage itself was overwhelming for all the previous countries they passed by. All the servants relished in the sense of superiority they felt as citizen of the Empire.

'Look at us! Look at our wealth! Look at our Art! We are The Saharian Empire! The Overlord of the Continent! Revere us!!"

Inside of the enormous carriage…Three people were sitting on their respective seats. The older one with an eye-patch on, caressed his great broad sword, like he was playing with a lover:

"Tephania-sama, we are finally approaching the gates…Such a long distance. We could have used our vehicles or portals to shorten the distance, or even our legs."

An lean and elegant young man, playing with a cup of wine, like it was the most precious thing in the world dismissed him:

"A carriage is the way diplomatic encounters happen in the Continent. It is simply to prevent taking it as an assault."

The old man had a smirk in the middle of his bushy beard:

"Like sending three of us, doesn't send that exact message?"

Tephania sighed, a solemn face on:

"We will only act if they refuse to hand out the King Piece."

The experienced old man narrowed his eye:

"Are you still thinking about Aeleis-sama's words?"

Tephania took a deep breath as she looked at the approaching Imperial City:

"Not only her words…Something doesn't add up. This place. Is weird."

"All the cities of the Empire are deserted with only this one thriving. The whole Empire's population is compressed into the Imperial City."

"It's been weeks since the end of the war, yet they don't even seem bothered by it."

Tephania felt the ominous feeling in her heart grow with time. The young man caressed his long sword:

"Maybe he is as incompetent as in the rumors."

The Old man had his one eye on the Imperial Castle:

"He also lost all his nobles and generals. With his reduced man-power it's normal, to shut his gates like that."

The man in elegant attire, had a little disdain in his eyes:

"You are talking about Kosem's, the Sword-maiden's brother. She seems to be quite the prospect. Maybe if she took the throne this joke of an Empire could amount to something."

Tephania who saw the other sentences natural arrogance, reprimanded:

"For now…Let's be civil. We are not only here for the King Piece but also to probe the Vega Family."

The Old 14th Sentence laughed sheepishly like a scolded child:

"Don't make that face, Tephania-sama you are going to scare this old man."

The 9th Sentence only drank his cup of wine and narrowed his eyes:

"The Vega Dynasty, huh…"

Tephania narrowed her eyes:

" I know people of the Amengal House, like the other three, have quite the hatred with the Vega Dynasty, but I will ask you to restrain yourself."

The young man had an intense light in his eyes before he sighed:

"I am a Sentence of his Majesty, before being a member of the Amengal House. Do not worry about my behavior, Tephania-sama."

"You are giving them too much credit, how can I be bothered by a backwards county?"

She lightly grazed her prized sword.

'It seems the day of our meeting is here. Marek Vega. Let's see what kind of person you are'

' Are you a hiding buffoon or a Sleeping Lion?"

The grand carriage finally arrived in front of the gates of the city. Two guards were standing, a severe gaze on, as their eyes pierced through all the servants.

'This isn't right.'

The revered atmosphere the servant were accustomed to, was nowhere near present. The Gates guards were brimming with cold indifference, like they were looking at beggars.

Some servants had actually gone too the Combrosia Empire before to collect the Exile Tax.

And this is a far cry from the previous trembling with fright atmosphere, the Saharos Empire back then seemed like a Shadow in the mind of all the Combrosia.

All people lived in a silent fear of the retaliation of the Saharaos Empire, knowing that sooner or later, those two Empire would one day resolve their conflict.

This fear was even ingrained in the different emperors of the Declining Vega Dynasty, and one of the reasons some Emperors decided to slowly die off, without doing any waves in the continent.

It's actually pretty obvious why the Combrosia Empire never had any shot at greatness, having a Damocles Sword on its head since its birth.

Living off by the sole virtue of the King Piece, this Empire was destined to fail.

But, now…Is it really the same thing?

Are they really facing the same terrified clowns? The same weak-willed ants, they could erase from existence at any moment!

The smug faces of the Two Gate guards sent a whole different message!

Those guards who could observe how 'the new' Imperial Family acted, who saw how much pride and dedication the Emperor had toward his people.

Who saw the might of their Emperor, decided that even if they had their doubts!

'We will at least honor his Majesty!!'

As they realized even the men of the 'Great Empires' they passed by didn't have such confidence in front of them.

The guards spoke:

"The Sentences are to descend from the carriage. All the rest, stay outside."

The leader of the guards had round eyes:

"What?"

And as he processed the words, veins started appearing on his forehead as he felt like a Dragon being offended by a mouse:

"WHAT?!"

The Guards who felt the power the Head servant exuded, still stood their ground:

"This the way it goes. Mister Bigshot."

The leader of the Servants had fire in his eyes:

"And where are we supposed to stay?"

The guard smiled, derision in his eyes, he even cured his nose in a disgusting manner:

"And why should I care about your well-being? Did you think we are some kind of nursing home?"

He took a bogey from his nose and threw it at the Luxurious carriage:

"There is plenty of place there, isn't there? You could all sleep together."

He smiled with derision at the trembling servants:

"After all snakes don't take too much space, do they?"

Immediately he felt two extremely erratic powers emerge from the carriage!!

Inside the carriage, two men had bloodshot eyes, their hand on their hilt, stopped easily by the Fifth Sentence:

"I told you to behave, didn't I?"

The old man spoke in a low voice, brimming with anger:

"Those people are citizen of the Saharian Empire, are we supposed to allow blatant Insults?"

Tephania sighed, her eyes turning cold:

"There is an appropriate response for any situation. For now, it is obvious that something is wrong with this Place. If we keep the old image we had of this Empire, we are exposing our people to danger."

Her lips turned into a cruel smile:

"Worry not. There is no one in this world who can talk like that about our Empire, without consequence."

"Everything will be brought back tenfold. I swear it on my honor as the Fifth Sentence."

Hearing her oath, the two calmed down.

She opened the door of the Carriage as she spoke:

"Now, let's see what this place is really all about, shall we?"

The two nodded as they followed her.

The face off between the guards and the servant was interrupted:

"You stay here, we three will go."