Chapter 129 – Journey to Retrieve the Small Packages (1/2)

Chapter 129 – Journey to Retrieve the Small Packages

“We will take revenge for Master, but now is not the correct time. We lack the strength to go against the Kingdom; however, that will change in the future.”

Calron stated with confidence, while squeezing Roran’s shoulder.

Although, he felt an immense fury at the treatment of his Master, he could not rashly charge into the Royal court and start wildly attacking. That was simply asking for death.

If the Royal court had the authority to randomly send a team of Saint stage experts for a little noble like Regis, then one could only imagine the number of powerhouse experts that the Royal family commanded.

In order to prevent the Royal court from intervening, Calron had to reach a stage where the Human Emperor himself would be afraid to offend him.

“B-but they are the Royal court! We cannot go against them!”

Roran protested. Even though he wanted to take revenge for his Master, he grew up within a Noble family so he knew exactly the extent of dominion that the Royal court had. Two kids wanting to take revenge against them was simply laughable.

“Hahaha, who says that we can’t go against them? They were once lowly cultivators just like us! If they can reach that stage, why can’t we? Remember Fatty, we are the inheritors of Master’s Blood Legacy… it is our destiny to conquer our enemies!”

Calron chuckled, his azure irises glimmering under the moonlight.

“Hey! Don’t call me Fatty anymore! Don’t you see all this muscle? Hehe, even big brother is smaller than me!”

Roran retorted, proudly flexing his arm muscles in front of Calron’s face.

“Mmm? What did you say? Do you want another beating right now?”

Calron glared down at his brother, as he proceeded to sit beside him.

“Eh? What beating? Of course big brother can call me whatever he wants, I was just joking… hehe…”

Roran hurriedly replied, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

After a few seconds, both teens laughed out loud in amusement. It felt like they were back to old times and with no worries in their minds. The two brothers comfortably laid back down on the grass, as they gazed up at the starry night.

A gentle breeze drifted past their bodies, enveloping them with the pleasant coolness of the night.

“Do you really think that we can become powerful enough to avenge Master?”

Roran asked softly, as he continued to stare at the dark sky above.

“I would never lie to you, Roran. As long as we are together, there will be no one that can stop us in the future.”

Calron slowly replied in an unwavering tone.

Taking a sideways glance Calron and seeing the confident shine within his eyes, a peaceful smile began to cover Roran’s face.

Big brother still has not changed in all these years.

Roran thought with a cheerful mood.

“You know; big sis has been worried about you for all these years. She used to keep asking if I knew you were safe or not. I wish there was a way to send a message to Master so they could all know that you are fine.”

Roran mumbled, his eyelids slowly opening and closing with drowsiness.

“Felicia? As far as I remember, your big sister was too violent…”

Calron yawned, tiredness taking over him.

“Eh? Big sis is so kind and gentle…”

Roran muttered, as his eyes finally closed.

That was only in front of you, idiot.

Calron last thought, before finally succumbing to sleep.

………………………

*thud*

“Oomph!”

Calron abruptly gasped for breath, feeling a heavy weight on his chest. Quickly opening his eyes, Calron stared into a pair of big innocent purple irises.

The bright sunlight penetrated though his eyelids, pushing away all the drowsiness he was feeling.

“Mnnmmnnn”

Avi whined, as she licked Calron’s face. It was clear that the wolf pup was hungry and wanted some breakfast.

“I think I will die in my sleep if you do that again after a month, especially at the rate you are growing.”