Holy crap while I was writing Mard Geer autocorrected to Hard Geer at least 6 times FML
To think that Zeref was here all this time; hiding in a palace on another continent as an Emperor of the military empire Alvarez. Who would have thought that the black wizard would be a leader of a country, being as anti-social as they come? It was no wonder that he, Mard Geer, couldn't pinpoint his creator's location.
Was he, Mard Geer, amused or disappointed?
No, demons are to rid of these pathetic emotions - they serve no purpose other then distract from logic.
Yet even with that conclusion, the demon king found it difficult to suppress the boiling pot of these emotions that pulsed through his body. Self consciously, Mard Geer wrapped his arms around his chest, aching for the weight of the Book of END.
"So you are that vermin that His Majesty decided to resurrect?" A voice of ice brought Mard Geer from the depths of his thoughts.
He turned to find a man dressed in different shades of blue glaring at him. His eyes could have been spears if reality willed it.
"Vermin?" Mard Geer narrowed his eyes, " You dare call Zeref's creation, Mard Geer, a vermin?"
Not a shed of emotion was displayed by the man, "You are to refer to Zeref as His Majesty. And if I were to be frank, His Majesty created far more pleasing creatures other then you."
A smirk tugged at the edge of Mard Geer's lips, "You seem to enjoy running your tongue about such things you know little of. Mard Geer is assuming you are very close to Zeref."
It was immensely satisfying watching the man's eyes bug out.
"How dare you!" The man seethed.
The temperature in the room dropped about 10 degrees as the two glared at each other.
Finally, the obviously ice mage turned away, "I care little what His Majesty thinks of you, you make one wrong move against Alvarez and I will make you part of my collection."
And he walked away, arms clasped behind his back. Mard Geer remained, watching the figure disappear behind a corner, and then the fading echoes of his footsteps. A small smile appeared on his darkened face.
"What a strange human. Mard Geer looks forward to meeting him again."