The Rise of the Black Plain

Arriving in the first major human city on the Divine Continent for those who arrived via the coast of the continent’s most southeastern state, Minos and his people soon attracted the attention of the locals.

Even though this was the Divine Continent, where experts were seen in droves, and racial mixing was common, it was not natural to see a group like Minos’.

With more than 20 Demigods in his party, a Dragon and an Arctic Whale, actual enemies, Minos’ party was strange even by local standards.

There was even a Gorgon and a Pegasus in the group, extremely rare beings in the Spiritual World that were rarely seen outside of their territories.

Even though this was a mid-level group from the beginning of the 10th stage, which was not very powerful for the leaders of the continent, it was still a powerful group that soon attracted the attention of the local powers.

Less than 5 minutes after entering this city, Minos and his group were stopped by a group of local nobles, with a level 95 Demigod there to deal with them.𝒪𝑣𝑙xt.𝓬𝑶𝕞

“Visitors to my city, what is your purpose in coming here? What power have you come from?” A blond human male, relatively young, tall, and strong, asked as he looked at the members of Minos’ group, the beasts in their humanoid forms and the weaker ones awkwardly standing at the front of the group.

Stopped by guards and high-ranking local nobles, Minos found himself being watched by dozens of people at the edge of the avenue they had just passed when they were stopped by this group.

But the situation didn’t surprise him. With a group as strong and strange as his, it was to be expected that they would cause such a reaction.

‘The way we are, we can’t enter cities without attracting attention. We’re really strange.’ Minos laughed inwardly before taking something from his spatial ring.

Everyone in the area looked at him as he made this move and narrowed their eyes, but without feeling threatened by a level 84 young man.

‘That boy…’ The level 95 man watched Minos closely, ignoring the level 92 and 93 beings around Emperor Stuart to finally notice the dragon-like aura of this brown-haired young man.

Minos then showed the symbol of the Pantheon of Honor, surprising everyone around him.

‘I wonder if this young man is a subordinate…’

“My name is Minos Stuart, and I am a member of the Pantheon of Honor. We are passing through your city. I would like to go to that organization’s headquarters to report some problems to the elders.” He answered the questions of the level 95 Demigod in front of the group on their way, causing the man and the other Demigods in the vicinity to open their mouths in surprise.

“A member?”

“Is he serious?”

“I’ve never heard of a Sage being a member of the Pantheon of Honor.”

Some of the nearby men commented in low voices, but the level-95 Demigod looked at Minos strangely, aware that an exception had indeed been made in such an organization.

‘So this is the famous Emperor Stuart…’ He narrowed his eyes, understanding why a young man of level 84 had achieved something that not even he, a level 95 Demigod, had been able to do.

With such a strong aura and being able to gather such a group, even though he was a Sage, Minos was truly different from ‘ordinary’ people like him.

‘He is clearly the leader of these people. And he’s going to the Pantheon of Honor headquarters with such a strong group… Big trouble must be brewing.’ He looked at the faces of the men and women beside Minos and saw they looked worried.

What could a level 93 dragon be worried about?

With this in mind, that nobleman didn’t want to make things difficult for Minos’ group, let alone raise questions about why members of enemy races were in this group.

“So this is the group of Your Majesty Minos Stuart. I didn’t expect to see someone so famous in my city this afternoon. Please allow me to lead you to the local wormhole port.” He said as he showed the group the way, completely changing his demeanor from a moment ago.

Seeing how easy it had been to get this person’s help, the women of Minos were a little impressed. But those in the group who knew what the Pantheon of Honor looked like were not surprised.

With this, they would soon arrive at a wormhole port in that city, and it wouldn’t be long before they found a way to quickly reach the headquarters of such an organization.

“Elder, thank you for your help,” Minos said to the level 95 Demigod, a noble in this state. “If I can ever help you with anything, come to me, and I’ll do my best.”

The level 95 Demigod smiled when he heard that while clenching his fists in satisfaction.

As much as Minos was level 84 and could do little for him at the moment, this man did not underestimate the potential of someone with Emperor Stuart’s characteristics.

“I am the one who thanks you. It is an honor to help someone like Your Majesty.” He said as he saw the first of Minos’ party enter the wormhole that led to the destination of interest to that party.

Seeing Emperor Stuart enter with his wives, the level 95 Demigod wondered what would happen when Minos reached level 90.

‘I will search for the Black Plain in a few decades. That will be the moment for me to enter the Pantheon of Honor!’

…

Minutes after being greeted by nobles and guards from the previous city, Minos’ party reached the headquarters city of the Pantheon of Honor, a place he had left more than 10 years ago.

Upon arrival, Minos immediately looked in the direction of where the temple should be, eager to seek the support of his faction to deal with the Gorgons.

“Let’s go. Getting a meeting with the members of the faction I belong to won’t be quick, so we need to move soon.” He said as he took the group’s lead, leaving the port they had just arrived at and heading towards the Pantheon of Honor Temple.

By this time, Minos had his credentials as a member of this important organization around his neck, so no one stood in his group’s way, even after they drew attention to themselves with their unique configuration.

Thus, in less than 10 minutes, he and his group would arrive at the headquarters of one of the most influential organizations in the Spiritual World, where some of the elders watching the city noticed his return.

“Minos Stuart?” A level 99 elder standing nearby opened her eyes as she felt an aura she already knew, but much stronger than the last time the young man passed through this place.