Chapter 56 – Arrival of the Shadow Corps (1/2)
Chapter 56 – (Title is a spoiler, so given at end of chapter!)
—In the Axier Mansion—
“My Lord… we just received an instant transmission from the Red Boar School”
A figure in a pitch-black outfit stated while kneeling on the floor.
Standing in front of a large ornate window was a tall grey-haired man with a stern expression on his face.
“Hmm, did Felice want something?”
The grey haired man inquired as he continued to gaze at the scenery outside the window.
“Uh… no, my Lord… it’s about your son.”
The assassin stumbled over his words, as he did not know how to report the news of this recent calamity.
Hearing that it was about his son, Mort abruptly turned around as his eyes pierced into the kneeling assassin.
“Speak!”
A cold voice resounded in the empty room.
Knowing that there was no choice but to relay the information, the assassin started recounting in detail as he inwardly cursed his captain for making him the bearer of this tragic news.
*Kacha*
A bone-chilling mist spread around the room, as the glass on the windows abruptly froze and started to slowly crack under pressure!
The temperature in the room dropped to dangerous levels, and the assassin started to uncontrollably shiver as he felt the frigid energy piercing into his skin.
A wrathful expression covered Mort’s face, as he icily whispered.
“Order the guards stationed in the school to stop the tournament and to protect my son at all cost! If Roran dies, then even the Gods themselves will not be able to save Regis!”
“Y-yes, my Lord!”
The kneeling assassin stammered as he hastily left the room.
If he had stayed even a second longer around that bone-chilling mist, then his limbs would have been completely frozen!
“Selia… for you, all these years I have kept my own son apart from me! But from this day forth, Roran will become my legitimate son and heir to the Axier Family!”
Mort solemnly stated as a dark crystal suddenly appeared within his hands.
“Mobilize the Shadow Corps! We are leaving for the Red Boar School!”
Mort strictly commanded, and a quick response was immediately sounded out from the dark crystal.
“We are ready, my Lord.”
With an explosion of a thick frosty mist, Mort suddenly vanished from the room, as a whisper echoed within the entire Axier Mansion.
“I am coming, my son… ”
………………………..
“YOU LITTLE BASTARD! I’LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF!”
Regis furiously bellowed as he leapt out of the balcony and released his essence in mid-air!
A long stream of flames erupted behind him as it enveloped his entire body.
Seeing the enraged city Lord nearing them from the sky, the crowd below all started sweating profusely as they cursed their fates for coming to the tournament!
The city Lord was infamous for disregarding the lives of commoners, and with his son in such a miserable state, they all knew that there was a very high chance of dying in the aftermath of this impending battle.
A few seconds after Regis had leapt off the balcony, the two guards behind him had immediately exited the booth and sent a quick transmission to their brothers, while they rushed towards the stadium!
Unlike the city Lord, they could not leap off the balcony from such an immense height, as they were still in the Spiritual stage, so their bodies did not have the same toughness that the experts in the Vajra stage had.
“Surround the gates of the school and make sure no one leaves or enters its premises!”
One of the guards sternly yelled into a crystal in his hand.
……………….
“ARGH!”
Calron suddenly dropped to one knee as a searing jolt of pain exploded within his veins!
His vision started to become blurry, as his blood was being slowly consumed by the domain. Calron knew he was reaching the end of his strength, and it was only the thought of protecting Fatty that allowed him to maintain consciousness!
Ignoring the wailing Chax on the floor, Calron painstakingly crawled towards Fatty as tears streamed down his face.
His skin was also starting to slowly revert back to its normal color as the domain began to withdraw back inside Calron.