“That woman is a fraud who stole your position?” Octavia shouted. “That’s so aggravating! If I get my hands on her, I’m going to get on top of her and I’m going to pound her.”
“Sister… didn’t we talk about phrasing?” Octius sighed helplessly.
“What? I’m just saying I want to tear her apart! From the inside! She’ll be crying when I’m done with her. I’m going to wreck her! She’ll never walk again!”
“That’s your sister… right?” I asked, feeling just as helpless.
At this point, things had calmed down. Octius managed to quickly assemble his makeup while I explained the situation that was happening. Octavia seemed to be an extremely emotional girl and instantly sympathized, even promising great pain upon the imposter Deedee. However, given her appearance, one would question if what she had between her legs was truly of the female variety.
“I’m afraid it is.” Octius sighed, drinking a cup of tear while massaging his head.
As much as Otto got a headache dealing with Octius’s over the top antics, it seemed like Octius had the same problem dealing with his sister’s antics. The two siblings couldn’t be more different. In the end, it seemed like Otto was the most normal of the bunch.
“Deek! We shall march our armies out and burn their city to the ground!” Octavia assured me.
“Ah… that’s my city though.” I laughed awkwardly, wondering what to do regarding her behavior.
“Sister, we’ve talked about this. Remember how dad says you’re too impulsive to fight with him on the border?”
Octavia stiffened. “He… might have mentioned such a thing.”
“And remember that incident at Jade Harbor?”
“That city was made completely out of wood! Any spark could have burnt that place to the ground!”
“It was built out on the ocean.”
“Either way, it never caused dad any problems!”
“That’s because there were no survivors.”
“Ah, moving along,” I interjected. “You don’t need to necessarily give me all of the forces. It’s more about borrowing your name so that the lords and ladies in the city more easily follow me.”
Octius grew serious in thought. “I see… and you say that the Demon Lord Aberis is involved? That’s a difficult pill to swallow.”
“I fought with him myself. If he succeeds in conquering the west, it’s only a matter of time before he sweeps across Aberis and conquers the entire territory again. Neither Elaya, Xin, or the King are still the hero’s they used to be.”
“Hmm… I suppose if Elaya managed to somehow sidestep death, there is no reason to doubt that the Demon Lord Aberis had managed to do it as well. As for this Xin you have taking care of your dungeon, are you sure that it is the true Xin?”
“I’m positive! Uh, why?”
“Nothing… it’s just, that upcoming marriage ceremony? The nobles are all preparing to head south for it. They’ve invited everyone in Aberis.”
“Aren’t they worried it’s a trap?”
“Very worried.” Octius sighed. “The most worrying part? Xin is on the name of the ones inviting. In twenty years, this is the first time that we’ve received any evidence that Xin was indeed in the Ost Republic. It had been assumed she went there, but they kept any news quiet. Now, you’re saying that you have the true Xin with you. If that is the case, then is there more than one imposter?”
“I will join you, and bring half of my forces. I’d like to investigate your Deedee, as well as this Xin. Frankly, I think we should be focusing on the demon lord Aberis, but those two should inform us about him as well. However, I’ll leave the decision of how we approach this up to you.”
I nodded. “Good. Just trust in me. I know what I’m doing.”