[b][i]Intermission Five - Aftermath of Victory[/i][/b]

[b]Municipality of Lubao, Pampanga Province, Philippines - 1/1/2023, 10:15 AM, UTC+8[/B]

Myron forced himself up to greet the new guests/members, barely noticing the sights, sounds and smells around him as he focused on greeting the newcomers. Baalphegor, the Arms Master Plutocrat; she had been a boogeyman to the Disablers during the Hammer War, back when the main conflict was between those who had Noble Arms and those who did not. This in turn was not just because of her wealth and power but also because she [i]looked[/i] like a demoness. It was time to apologize for that.

"Ms. Baalphegor," the tall young man said to her, "I have heard of you. A wealthy Arms Master investor who runs on contracts and magically-binding deals; my previous allegiances were narrow-minded when judging them and I must apologize for their... demonization of them and you, pardon the pun."

Then as he turned to face The Liberator, Myron cannot but help but remark, "You used to mistrust Arms Masters too, but chose to become one as a sacrifice for your country. As for myself, I gained my own Noble Arm after realizing that my previous side - The Disablers - and the Hammer of Masters were merely two ends of a cycle of revenge. I admire your willingness to put the good of others above one's personal... stances; thank you for coming to our aid."

Looking at Kaitlyn, Myron smiled faintly and said, "Welcome back. Noel is in the hospital, recovering from more than a month in the hands of the enemy; he got captured after a botched diplomatic conference that was a thinly-veiled attempt at betrayal by Cambodia's Prime Minister and the head of its Army. So Callie is in command of most combat operations while I... well, I'm filling in for Noel in other areas."

A sigh escaped his lips as he continued, "But I'm avoiding the issue; the issue is that we've all endured a lot, many people whom we expected to stay just left, and three months of missions have put us on the verge of victory but also nearly destroyed us. So for you to return..."

His smile grew, "It gives us hope."

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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5584658]Crown Prince Shinyahito[/url], accompanied by [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5590003]Princess Fukuyo[/url], his sister, walked over to Baalphegor and introduced himself with, "Ms. Baal; I am Crown Prince Shinyahito, and this is my sister Fukuyo, born to the current Emperor through the power of Noble Arms-enhanced fertility treatments."

The boy then decided to be open with it, "I volunteered by myself; not sure if I'm technically even within TFO or subject to its chain of command. My Noble Arm also retcons out my existence and makes my cousin the Crown Prince whenever I stab myself with it, but it also allows me to teleport at will while healing my body. Surely you can see the drawback in that, [i]Lady of Deals[/i]?"

Princess Fukuyo looked at her brother, the light catching on her magical silvery tresses, and remarked, "You're usually not so open about [i]that[/i] power, brother. Today is the first time I've heard about it."

The prince nodded at her, then turned to Baalphegor, "I've almost never asked for anything for myself. Technically, I am not asking for anything now, just putting an idea on the table. But... I thought the people here might need to know."

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