Chapter 21

The Banaleit royal family, the rulers of the great kingdom of the eastern continent Kara.
Situated on the southern end and takes up 1/3 of the continent.
The kingdom has seen better days but has managed to hold on to their land despite the threat of monsters and aggressive empires, in particular the Rexant empire which dominates the northern end.
This leaves the central zone as a sort of borderland and war zone inhabited by the non human tribes and nations and other human nations that managed to fend off the 2 superpower nations.
The king is King Mage Banaleit, from a lineage of light magic users however they are not the strongest of magic users despite having light magic which is the greatest of the elemental magics.
Even so their offsprings having light magic makes their family overall the strongest in the region and how the kingdom came to be formed with the Balaneit in charge.
This however was after the major wars with the demons which invaded from the west which means they have never been truly contested in an all our war.

A team of 3 enter the royal palace at night from the window.
No one notices them since they are skilled enough to do this and have avoided the area where the strongest guards are.
Entering the private room of the king and they meet him there, the throne room would be too crowded when in use and no one is there when vacant.
'we have come with news your majesty'
The king is an old man with white hair already but is still in good shape and in no danger of dying from old age for now.
'report it fast'
'yes, the spider monster we were ordered to observed has returned from the forest with the adventurer team and it has evolved further into a greater tarachnid'
The king with his formal clothes still on is standing near the grand bed, just returning from a social event as usual.
'it is still following the commands of the girls even though it no longer has a slave collar on, it is likely they are controlling it some other way'
The king speaks 'it is no threat for now however one more evolution will make it strong enough that only national level force can deal with, that is the power of the races of monsters.'
'then should we eliminate it?' now is the time to strike'
As the king thinks, another one enters the room.
'the girls and spider have gone to the guild and they will be leaving for a god dungeon quest soon'
'that early? the guild master is protecting them, he must be on their side though he isn't directly helping them' says one of the men.
'the guild master has made its choice so I will trust that for now, let us leave them alone for now but continue the monitoring of the group'
'yes' says all the men as they leave quickly.
They are assassins and thieves, skilled ones serving the king in secret and not even the nobility know about this.
'giant spiders, such a strong and troublesome species' thinks the king.

Morning arrives.
Nothing happened in the night and we begin to head out.
'let's buy some stuff before going, we need the supplies and better gear' says the rogue.
They head around the city to sell off the monsters to the dismantling place and merchants and buy the things they need.
'what about the wolf head?' asks the elf.
'we'll get it done as we leave, it will cost us the rest of the money we made but we have no choice since we will be leaving anyways'
Everything goes smoothly, it's just wolves and goblins afterall.
Daily needs supplies are bought from all around and where is it mounted? on me of course.
I am now officially a mount, carrying the supplies and the girls.
They even bought a saddle so they can sit on me better.
'we won't need the slave collar anymore since everyone already saw us without it, let's go get that weapon now'
Arriving at the magic smithing section of the smith shop and we get the go ahead to meet them.
They must not be that busy.
'welcome' says a dwarf, just a normal looking dwarf, actually all of the dwarves here look similar.
'I heard about you from the guild master so we made preparations already'
The equipment is just a plain smithing area with a sledgehammer.
We pull out the wolf head and they are not that surprised although they are curious.
'we deal with these type of monsters regularly so we are used to it, though a magical wolf of this quality is rare'
The head is put on a pedestal and the dwarf casts magic on the sledgehammer.
[weapon smith craft]
It impacts with the wolf and begins to take shape, again and again it's struck and it slowly but surely it forms into something.
Mutiple somethings, 2 daggers and a shield?