The Forgotten Slayer-Chapter 30: A New Day?

As Clyde's eyes closed, they immediately opened again. Quinn was already sitting up and looked over at Clyde.

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"Good morning!"

"Good morning?"

Although there was no sense of time passing, Clyde felt completely rested. Quinn must have realized Clyde's misunderstanding.

"I forgot, you aren't from here. Sorry. In this realm, sleep is apart of natural law. You must have felt it too—the overwhelming sense of fatigue calling you to sleep. The moment we fall asleep, our bodies under go intense rejuvenation. I should also let you know that it's impossible to fall asleep here without the calling; in fact, you can't even pass out. In terms of actual time passing, only a few moments have passed."

"What a strange place."

Quinn laughed.

"I could say the same about your home. It's time to leave; we are returning to Her Majesty."

Quinn left the tent leaving Clyde alone.

'That's right, I'm supposed to receive a reward.'

Leaving the tent, Clyde saw all the other Inferi making their way out of the camp. Quinn was already gone somehow, so Clyde followed the masses.

Eventually he ran into the large Minotaur.

"Youngblood! Hop on, we have a journey ahead of us."

Clyde wasn't going to say no, and the view up there was nice.

After an hour, the army had made their way out of the forest. Now, they were in a large clearing, and a castle could be seen in the distance. From here, Clyde could only tell that it was made from a material resembling obsidian. Additionally, there were lights surrounding the base of the castle, which were probably tents.

Traveling across this cleaning alone would be deadly. Geysers constantly sprayed fire, but it seemed the army knew where to walk. At the very least, the Minotaur knew because he was leading everyone.

'Now that I think about it, who is this army's commander?'

Clyde thought about asking the Minotaur, but decided against it, knowing he would be found out. This was something he ask Quinn later. Then, a wicked thought entered Clyde's head.

'Surely the Minotaur isn't a General; he wanted to join my clan after all.'

Aside from the geysers, the ground was rigid and dark. Clyde noticed a few signs planted in certain section, each marked with a large cross. Since the army avoided those areas, he couldn't tell what made them so dangerous.

Halfway across the field, the Minotaur raised his hand, halting the army. This made Clyde realize that it was more likely than not that the Minotaur was some sort of commander. What really alarmed him however, was the reason of the stop.

A large winged creature was charging toward the army. The beast's head had no eyes: in their place was a large snout. Its mouth was circular and looked like a vacuum with a swirl of teeth. The skin was pale and hairless, cresting a nasty sight.

Everyone in the army was silent, careful to make no noise.

The beast flew faster and faster, and Clyde was positive it would attack. Regardless, he sat still, like everyone else.

Just as quickly as it came, it was gone. It flew directly over everyone and continued onward. When it was a distance away, a blood curdling screeching noise pierced his ears.

As the Minotaur lower his arm, Clyde turned to his ear to question him.

"What the hell was that?"

"Youngblood, you're lucky you've never encountered a draven before. As long as you stay quiet, all will be fine."

The creatures Clyde had seen were different from those that came out of the holes in the human realm. So far, everything Clyde had known had been thrown out the window. Beasts were capable of speech, not all of them were hostile, and there was even the Inferi—something Clyde hadn't thought possible.

Now he was siting on the shoulder of a Minotaur, on his way to meet the Queen of Hell.

The Queen was his best bet on getting home. If anyone knew a way, it would be someone with proper authority. Even though it was a risk asking, he didn't have better options.

As they got closer to the castle, Clyde noticed that despite its size, it wasn't big enough for creatures like the Minotaur. Honestly, he wasn't sure many creatures besides the Inferi would be able to enter it.

Originally, Clyde had thought the hierarchy of Hell was based on strength. If the Queen really was an Inferi, that would change everything.

By now, it was obvious that the castle was more of a fortress. It didn't contain any windows, instead there were small holes with cannons and other weaponry. The roof of the fortress was flat, with Inferi soldiers looking out from it.

Approaching the camp, the Minotaur put Clyde on the ground.

"My people we remain here, follow the small ones in Youngblood. I've instructed them to mentioned your deeds."

Clyde nodded and walked away.

'His people...'

The politics of this war were deep.

Without having to wait long, a smug Inferi found Clyde.

"I've been told that you performed well in the last battle. Apparently you believe that you deserve a reward."

"I didn't say anything about a reward-"

Clyde was cut off by the man's hand.

"Frankly, I don't care. I'm get paid either way, follow me inside."

The Inferi turned around to walk, but quickly stopped himself and looked back at Clyde.

"I forgot, please prepare yourself. The queen expects a level of decency that you aren't showing right now."

'Is this prick for real?'

Thinking about it for a second, the back half of Clyde was drenched in blood from his fall. His hands were also covered in blood from the fight.

'Maybe he has a point.'

"Is there a place I can wash up?"

"Wash up? No you can't, not here anyway. Now that that I've thought about it, someone like you wouldn't have proper attire. Before I take you to her, I'll fit you appropriately."

Clyde had a feeling he would be wearing something ridiculous, but it's not like he could say no.

Inside the fortress, Clyde found himself in a room with two doors. In the center was a wide double door that presumably led to the main chamber. To the right of Clyde, where the man was waiting, was a smaller door.

"Inside, you should find a suit up to par."

Pushing the door, Clyde entered.

'Absolutely not!'