Bree didn't bother to check if he was still alive, having used a levitation spell to hold his sword in place and promptly destroyed it the same way she had damaged Eva's blade.
Arlow was now out of the way, the sword was gone, and the random soldiers having scattered as soon as she had announced her arrival, she continued towards the palace, marking her victory with a single word, "Stupid,"
Bree was met with no resistance as she opened the door to the castle, inside she found the long throne room, in the middle of it was a large table, with what looked to be some kind of flesh colored blob eating at the table. She was about to look for the king before realizing that Irenfell had zero tolerance for monsters, she slowly turned to look at the blob.
It was the most disgusting man she had ever seen in her life. Every part of his body was covered in fat. His hands jiggled as though they were made of gelatin, as did the rest of his body with every movement he made; she couldn't tell where his salvia-covered chins ended as it and his neck looked to have become one, his skin and short black hair where greasy. She wasn't sure if he had a mustache or mold stuck to the top of his lip. Then it opened its mouth and showed off its black and yellow teeth as it sloppily ate a turkey leg, flicking spittle across the table.
"Oh, what the fuck?" She demanded in disgust, gaining the gelatin man's attention.
"Guards," It demanded as it began getting to its feet; a circle lit up on his back, causing its body to gyrate most horrifically as it whipped spit off its face and instead smeared grease across itself; the spell was seemingly being used to hold the thing into a standing position so its legs didn't snap under what she presumed was the six or seven hundred pounds of its weight, "Intruder," A large number of men in armor flooded the room, all holding spears.
"I am the new owner of Greenwater," Bree declared, still visibly disgusted but doing her best to try and be polite, "I have come to complain about the attempted invasion of my land,"
"Kill her," the gelatin man demanded, sensing no enchantments past the one holding the thing up. Bree stood her ground as the guards broke their spears against her skin. "Arlow! Protect your king!"
"Oh sweet creator, your Odren?" Bree had to fight not to be sick as she looked at him, "How could such a disgusting creature be a king,"
"How dare you! I am of pure-blooded descent," Odren held out his hands, and the little sausages that acted as his fingers failed to make a fist. The fat on his hands was reminiscent of someone stung by an entire bee's nest; it prevented proper articulation.
"You seem more like your pure lard than anything else," Bree replied.
"Arlow!" Odren repeated
"I broke that fool's sword and sent him flying to the other side of your pitiful lake," Bree replied simply.
"Summon the Scarlet Knight!" Odren demanded.
"Sir," One of the guards replied diligently, "you lent her to Generosity of the seven heavenly saints,"
"Use your bodies as my shield!" Odren demanded as he turned and began walking away at a pace she assumed was him running, presumably to an emergency escape route. Bree appeared in his path, and he halted his attempts to run away.
"I am here to deliver a message, not fight," Bree said irritably. "But I will kill you if you don't stop and listen,"
"T…then speak," Odren demanded, "As the king of this nation, know that I can and will declare war on your little town, and I'll make you watch as your people are cut down,"
"Yeah, sure, great; Greenwater is now the capital of the new nation of Melodia," Bree said simply. "Argit has given me all the land bordering your nation, so I am now your neighbor, and I am here to tell you that the armed unit you sent to my nation attempted to kill my people, so they have all been slaughtered,"
"You dare?" Odren demanded. Bree pulled back slightly out of disgust; every few words, spittle would slip out of Odren's mouth and fly through the air; she stepped back as he stepped forward to keep out of the splash zone, something he mistook as her being afraid of him, "I am the kind of Irenfell, and we have the protection of the holy church on our side, Monsters are fit only to server as a Humans servants or as a meal!" Odren stood his ground. "Bow before me and beg my forgiveness, or I will…"
Bree turned away from Odren and looked to his guards. Bree closed one of her eyes and then opened the other as wide as she could. Her pupil turned red, and instantly, everything within her line of sight was coated in red light. Their skin turned black as they all fell to the ground as nothing more than rotting corpses, their armor rusted, the brick walls behind them crumbling to dust, and the glass windows turning to sand.
Odren stepped back in fear as Bree returned her eyes to their usual half-opening setting.
"I just did that by opening one of my eyes all the way," Bree said. "Now shut up and listen before I look at you properly. I've known about you for a long while; I ignored you when Jacob told me you were the ones eating the Axol-lights; I ignored you when your little spy tried to kill me with a pillar of flames; I ignored you when I found out how poorly humans who had good relationships with monsters were treated in your country" Odren had gotten on his hands and knees and was apologizing with every apologetic word he knows,
"I'm sorry," Odren said. "I'm so very sorry; I'll never bother you again; please forgive me, I-"
"Shut up," Bree repeated angrily, "I want you to know I was going to continue to ignore you even when you raided my town a second time, but then I found out about this Absolute severance shit,"
Bree gritted her teeth at the memory of Inky crying as she was repeatedly stabbed; she wasn't upset at being stabbed, but instead of the idea of it being used on any of her followers, visions of Leafolio without their arms, Jaden losing her mace. The hundreds of ways things could have been way worse had things not barely managed to go her way flashed in her mind. "So remember this and remember it well: I don't care about your religion, worship away, I say; good on you for having that kind of belief in your life,"
Bree raised her foot and used it to force Odren's face into the ground, "But the next time you use your religion as an excuse to kill or hurt anyone I know, I'll kill you and everyone in this capital without hesitation," Bree pressed Odren's face into the ground harder before adding in a menacing tone.
"And if by some miracle, you actualy manage to kill one of them, you will spend the rest of your very long life in unending agony unlike anything you have ever experienced before," She stomped down, causing Odren to lose some teeth. Without warning her smile returned comfortably back on her face as she removed her foot from his face and walked away, leaving him groveling on the floor as she waved farewell "Don't ever let me see your face again,"
Without looking back, she cut a door in the air and appeared behind Bella, who was staring at her throne silently, staring at it while lost in thought, "Bella," Bree said, getting her attention.
"My Lady," Bella fell to her knees and Bree was once again pulled into a strong hug, "I have never in my life been so afraid of something,"
"Don't worry," Bree said as she was squished into Bella's chest, "I promise I have no plans to die anytime soon,"
"And I promise I shall never let any harm come to you for as long as I serve beneath you, my lady," Bella declared with determination as she squished Bree.