All Chapters of The Chosen One: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

A month later, Lord Andrew's incursions were well designed with Camellana overseeing the secret order and he was now traveling over the cold mountains as the winter snow melted. He would return to the settlements before the monsoon made it difficult to ford the streams, which made the nearby grassland of Munster Village so abundant and prosperous.His scheme was modest; strike, conquer, take and then walk on. Not for him though, the executive and political predicament of ruling these secret orders needed a well through planning. That would be left for Camellana and the rest of her covens. Pretending to overlay rule and ordinance over rebellion, the monster knight would prove to be the biggest problem, but after thorough implementation The secret order had been educated that they would systematically denude the territory of the church's wealth and armies for hundred years and leave behind as their bequest a political and bureaucratic predicament would guarantee future offspring unsewn

In a stroll through the castle, Andrew found the church treasury. As he suspected it was filled to the rafters with good stuff. Immediately, men were detailed to both take indexes and commence packing the stuff to take home. He trusted nobody and so had a lot of men watching everyone else.Next, he stumbled upon the female area of the castle. His men had attained the entrance without embarking inside. They knew the ways of their Duke well! Andrew nudged open the doors and wandered in. There was the traditional variety of female servants now huddled together in anxious assembly. He scouted an ornately etched oak wooden door that he suspected led to Matilda's rooms. Nosiness made him push it open and enter.In a vast dark-lit chamber, he found her. Or rather her, the fake Matilda. She was crouched by the side of a bed on which lay sleeping. She was swaddled in a widow's black covering, the free end of which entirely wrapped her face. In a vulnerable fair hand, she held a vast copper po

“Sometimes I wonder if the inequality is somewhat to blame for the rebellion of some men. Maybe our members felt diminished as they became a tinier fraction of our congregation. They were still a crucial fraction of the Patrol and we depend on them to labor the farmland aboveground, but there aren’t many men in supervision duties in the cavern community. I can't blame those who wanted to leave and went to the nearby villages. Even the man from last week, the hunter, wasn't eager to stay even if the women persuaded him to stay.""Who?""The hunter who brought one of the chief missing daughters.""I see." Tommy nodded.“Didn’t you say that the men revolted because they were getting anxious? Because the mother church has been hunting your kind? And your women aren't laboring fast enough to cast a spell to fight them off? Was it true that witches nowadays have a problem with their spell and enchantment?” Tommy said.Before Celestina could answer back they entered the end of the alley. In

Then the old woman continued after a deep sighed. "...The human Lords and vicars, wealthy men, were murdering any Supernatural beings, witches, vampires, anyone stronger than them, and our covens. I should’ve known that we would be next. But I was too involved with my other concerns, my masterpiece, spell manuscripts, and herbal concoction. When the carnages commenced, we were entirely unprepared. They have dark creatures with them, conjured by their black magic. They've used one of our kind to defeat us...”Celestina intruded. “Come on. Lucinda, please. You can’t condemn yourself for—” “Callah, my friend, my own hardship and grief was the slightest. I had no offspring,” She lifted her wooden hand and held it at her one-eye level. “...All I lost was my left hand, my eye and was lopped off by a raving vicar with a sword. But our coven was nearly obliterated. At the beginning of the tenth century, there were five hundred of us, scattered across the villages and Munster Village main haml

"Celestina, is that a vampire fang?" Tommy asked. His curiosity couldn't be wielded any longer."What? Really?" The girl raised a brow, watching the runes closely. "Wait. I've seen that often but I never realized it to be vampire fangs." Celestina watched it carefully again as she slowly traced it with her finger. "...My heavens. Yes it looks like a vampire fangs. I never realized it till now. This is amazing. How did you know it?""Oh well. That symbol is so common. I know, I have seen that before. I just can't remember where or when.""Lovely. Nice to hear that. You might want to see all the manuscripts then. It took me ages to decipher that silver manuscript and yet you did in a blink of an eye, interesting,” she took a glance at the man and started, “...that symbol is something that indicates the thread of the Fated one. One of the many clues left by the deities. A loophole. And this particular symbol or shall I say a 'fang' shows all the possession of the clue that can ensue from