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The Elysian Archipelago is a Dukedom located south of the Britannia Kingdom. It consists of over three thousand islands and is home to 8.5 million people, making it the largest and most populous of the other three Dukedoms. The region is ruled by Duke Barco, who is also known as the Lord of South or guardian of the South because he is responsible for protecting the southern part of the Britannia Kingdom. The region shares borders with the Indiana Empire and the Vengal Kingdom, a super country and a mid-country.

The largest island in this country is Islewyn, which is 56,000 square kilometres in size. Where Duke Barco's palace is located is spread over 200 acres of land.

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Currently in Duke's office.

"How could you do this to me!?" Strom shouted. Duke Barco's eldest son.

Strom was very angry when he found out that Elina's marriage to him had been broken off, so he quickly came to his father's office to find out the details.

"Strom, I'm saying this for the good of all of us. Just forget her and I'll find you a better bride."

"Father, you didn't decide. Our wedding is only two days away, and how could you agree with the Queen to cancel the wedding? You are the most powerful nobleman in Britannia! Breaking up this wedding would be a huge blow to our honour! Besides, our war with Latvia hasn't even started yet. How can you make all the decisions right now?"

"Strom, calm down!" Barco replied, his voice firm but measured. "This is for the future of our country. You know nothing about these matters. The Latvia Kingdom is much more powerful than you think. They have taken over Jimland, where they have killed over a million people. There are also rumours that they used ancient relics and forbidden magic there. They have seized 80 percent of Amazonia, capturing Amazonians and selling them as slaves. With the amount of power we have now, we can repel their attacks, but we do not have the capacity to continue fighting against them for a long time. One day we will certainly fall at their hands. That is why we need a strong ally like the Bernard Empire."

Strom's anger flared even more at the mention of the Bernard Empire. {First their diplomat, and now their emperor.}

Barco took a deep breath and sat down in his ornate chair. "If you wish, I can arrange your marriage to Duke Farl's daughter. She is also very beautiful and of your age. What do you think about this?"

But Strom didn't respond. Instead, he turned on and stormed out of the office, his frustration palpable. Barco just watched his son leave in silence.

Strom went straight to his room, his mind racing with thoughts of betrayal and anger.

His room was vast, filled with his artistic endeavours. Easels stood in various corners, and the walls were adorned with paintings

In a fit of fury, he began tearing down the paintings, throwing them to the ground as if they were nothing more than scraps of paper. He smashed the easels, the sound of wood splintering echoing through the room. He started screaming.

The maids and butlers who were nearby came running after hearing his shout. They were surprised to see his crazy behaviour.
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"Young master, what happened!?" A butler said. He was Strom's personal butler York.

York was very worried to see his master in such a state. Because he had never seen Strom angry like this before. Also, the paintings he had torn were Elina's paintings that he had made himself. Storm had spent hours and hours carefully creating these paintings. He never thought that Strom would ever tear these paintings himself.

"Young master, what happened? Why did you tear Princess Elina's Painting!?"

"Shut up! And get out of here! Leave me alone!" Strom shouted, his voice booming and filled with raw emotion

The servants exchanged fearful glances before quickly retreating, closing the door behind them.

Strom breathing heavily as he glared out the window at the setting sun.

"They left no other way open for me, those mother fuckers, I won't spare any of them. I can't let my dreams fall to dust like this. I won't hesitate to do whatever it takes. They will suffer the consequences of their actions!"

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A hooded man riding a horse approached an abandoned hut in the woods. The man then entered the abandoned hut, pulled the hatch on the floor and walked in. The door led to a dark, long corridor lit only by a torch. A few minutes later, drunken voices were heard from afar. The sound came from the door; the hooded man opened the door and revealed a pub full of scary-looking people. The people noticed the man entering and gave him a murderous look.

The hooded man ignored the looks from those around him, he simply walked up to the counter where a muscular bartender was cleaning a wooden mug. The hooded man placed a heavy bag of gold coins on the counter, the sound of clinking metal drawing the bartender's attention. The bartender took the bag and asked the hooded man:

"Who do you want to hire?"

"The best you have."

The bartender nodded, his eyes narrowing as he gestured toward a shadowy corner of the pub. "Then go to that man over there."

The hooded man followed the bartender's gaze to a figure seated at a table, nursing a drink. He was rugged, with a scar running down his cheek, and an air of danger that surrounded him. The hooded man approached, and the man looked up, sizing him up with a calculating gaze.

"The fee is five thousand gold coins, I will receive half of it immediately."

Without hesitation, the hooded man tossed a bag of coins onto the table. The man quickly counted the coins "Is there any extra money here?" he asked, a hint of greed creeping into his voice.

"Your bonus."

"So who is the target?"