Scion of Raizel (The Divine Elements Book 3)

by Daman

  The Patriarch answered, his mood returning back to normal.

  “Enemies? Who are the towers and the Royal family fighting against?”

  Calron asked curiously, unaware that there was an ongoing war in the city.

  “Ah, I forgot that you only recently came to the city so you probably don’t know about this. Our common enemy are the Darklings, who have their own kingdom neighboring ours. They have the appearance of humans, but with pasty skin and slightly pointed ears. They cultivate the element of darkness, an attribute only born in their race. The Darklings used to be a peaceful race a century ago, but a decade ago, their armies trespassed into the human kingdom and began pillaging our villages. They are too numerous for only a single clan or sect to deal, so the six major powers of the Selior city came together and formed a banner under the Royal family. We continue to fight against them to this day.”

  The Patriarch glanced outside, gazing at the small pond and the gentle rippling of the water within it.

  The city seems so peaceful on the inside…

  Calron thought about all the carefree people that he had encountered so far in the city. No one would think by the atmosphere within the walls, that Selior city was actually at war.

  “Did you find you out why the Darklings started the war?”

  Calron followed the Patriarch’s gaze towards the lake and admired the beautiful weather outside.

  “Yes, but the truth still does not answer our questions. It seems that the Darklings started the war because their Gods had commanded them to.”

  “They worship Gods?”

  Calron asked with one eyebrow raised.

  “Indeed. However, the Darklings do not refer to them as Gods, they call them by another name.”

  The Patriarch slowly got up from the floor, gesturing for Calron to follow him.

  “They call them, the Ancients… ”

  Calron stared at the old man’s back, feeling a strange resonance with that name.

  The wind drifted outside, creating more ripples in the once tranquil lake.

  Chapter 47 – A Strange Connection

  “Calron, what are your plans for the future?”

  The Patriarch asked while continuing to walk ahead.

  “I do not know… I want to go back to my home to see my Master, and then avenge him by making those who hurt him pay for their actions.”

  Calron answered in a quiet voice, trailing behind the old man.

  “Mmn. Revenge, huh? I won’t tell you to reconsider… but you should reconsider. Revenge only leaves you with an empty feeling. Instead, cherish the remaining time that you have with your Master. Tell me, Calron, do you wish to stay with the Raizel clan?”

  The old man inquired, his footsteps were slow and steady.

  “I don’t know… I’ve always been on the move since my parents died, and no place ever felt like home without them. However, now I have a brother and people to take care of, so as long as they are with me, I do not mind wherever we stay.”

  Calron replied. The face of the little white tiger, Rebran, came into his mind, but Calron did not know if Rebran would be willing to travel with them when he already had a family of his own.

  However, Rebran was too far away for Calron to communicate with him through the Blood Legacy.

  “I understand. Here, this will be your room from now on. In the past, I used to come here whenever I wanted to think in peace, but you can use this as your room from today, or at least when you finish your training.”

  The Patriarch turned around and smiled at the boy in front of him.

  The room was in fact a small hut made of bamboo sticks. It was surrounded by the lush greenery of small plants and flowers, exuding an atmosphere of peace and serenity. Maybe the old man guessed that Calron would be uncomfortable being around a crowd, so he chose an isolated place for the boy.

  Calron was awestruck by the scenery in front of him that he failed to even properly thank the Patriarch.

  “Here are the instruction manuals for the lightning paths, and a communication crystal if you want to ask me something.”

  The old man took several thin books and a blue rock out of his spatial ring and handed them to Calron.

  “Is this really ok?”

  Calron asked with hesitation, not sure whether or not he should accept the Patriarch’s generosity.

  “Regardless of your future plans, you are still a descendent of the Raizel clan and as the Patriarch, it is my duty to make sure to teach you the ways of our clan. Your friends should be at the main hall, so meet them before they leave. Unfortunately, I cannot let them stay here since they are not members of the clan.”

  The Patriarch fondly ruffled Calron’s hair while the youth let out a gentle smile hidden by the locks of his hair.

  “When you are ready, you should meet the rest of the clan. They are all very excited to see you.”

  The old man began to walk away, leaving Calron in front of the wooden hut.

  “Brat… you are not alone in this world anymore.”

  The Patriarch whispered silently, his words meant only for Calron to hear.

  “Yes… ”

  Teardrops streaked down Calron’s cheeks as he closed his eyes with the smile still etched on his face.

  Father… Mother… your son finally has a family to belong now.

  ……………………………

  “No! Why can’t we stay with Master?”

  Ellie clung onto Calron’s sleeve, not letting him go. She was still distrustful of the Raizel clan, and she did not want her Master to be alone here. The man, Kail, absolutely irritated Ellie since no matter how hard she tried to bite him, the older man simply looked at her like she was an adorable and harmless bunny.

  Calron had come outside to the main gate to greet his friends and tell them about his decision to temporarily stay at the clan.

  “It is important that I train here, Ellie. And besides, it is only a matter of couple days and I will be back with you and Roran after that.”

  Calron chuckled at the little girl, and turned to face Roran.

  “Come back here tomorrow morning, Roran, and I will give you more God Tiles to sell at the Pavilion. If you have any troubles at the shop, just send Avor here and I’ll immediately make my way there.”

  Calron knew that it was a risk to continue using the Divine Perception without learning to control its power, but he simply had no choice at this point. If he stopped selling the tiles at the shop, then they would lose the momentum and it will be hard to recover in the future. Previously, since it took a while before the Divine Perception started to affect his mind, Calron deduced that he could use the technique a few times before it harmed him.

  At this point, Calron was desperate to breakthrough into the Saint stage.

  “Understood, big brother. Will you be alright here?”

  Roran was utterly unaware of the dangers that Calron would have to undergo with using the Divine Perception.

  “Haha, it will be fine.”

  Calron laughed, pulling Ellie’s cheeks and bidding her farewell.

  Although the little girl was reluctant to let go, she knew that she could not convince her Master otherwise. Moreover, Calron said that she could come to visit him whenever she wanted, so Ellie acquiesced under those terms.

  “Bye, Master∼ I will come tomorrow with Avor!”

  Ellie shouted half-way while departing with Roran.

  Calron waved back and slowly returned back to his hut. The guards all stared at him with curiosity but none tried to approach him.

  ………………………………

  Which path do I take? The path of agility seems powerful, but I also like the path of weapon manifestation… I could try a combination of them, but that seems very tedious.

  Calron pondered on which path to train in, while walking back to his hut.

  *crackle*

  All of a sudden, the Azure Lightning in his core was active once again and it tried to push him towar
ds another direction.

  Beads of sweat formed on Calron’s forehead as he tightly clutched his chest, and stared in the direction that the Azure Lightning was telling him to go.

  Not this again.

  Calron inwardly cursed, seeing that the Azure Lightning had been triggered again in the Raizel mansion.

  Unlike last time, he did not resist so the lightning stopped constricting his body and let him move in the direction that it wanted him to go.

  *step* *step*

  Calron treaded through the dark, arriving at a location completely unfamiliar to him.

  “W-what is that?”

  Calron gasped, noticing the massive statue of a bird in front of him.

  It resembles the images I saw of Raizel when he shape-shifted in my memories.

  Standing at a height of over five meters, the statue gave off an ethereal feeling almost like it was not of this world.

  The more Calron stared at it, the more life-like the statue felt.

  *crackle*

  A thin bolt of bright Azure Lightning emerged from Calron’s chest and it instantly struck the center of the statue... the place where the bird’s heart would be located had it been alive.

  The thin torrent of azure lightning continued to flow from Calron’s chest and into the bird.

  Calron’s eyes widened, as he sensed a strange connection being formed between him and the statue.

  What is happening?

  Chapter 48 – Family Member From The Past

  “Your Majesty, the scout that you sent last week has returned.”

  A bald and muscular man stated in a solemn tone, kneeling in front of the pedestal.

  In a massive golden-white hall, a dozen exquisitely armored guards stood on the edges of the royal purple carpet, their spears pointing straight at the ceiling. The weapons had a mysterious glow to them, and one could instantly tell that they were soul weapons.

  Besides the guards, there were only two other people present in the ornate hall.

  “Oh? Send her in, I am curious to see as to what she has discovered.”

  A charming voice could be heard coming from the golden throne on the pedestal. The man seated on the throne appeared to be in his late twenties, so it was surprising that someone that young was the king of the human kingdom. With a thin and elegant crown placed on top of his long blonde hair, a sharp jawline, and a lean stature, the king had a presence that any woman would fawn over.

  “Understood, your Majesty.”

  The bald warrior responded firmly, and sent out an order through the crystal that he had just taken out of his pocket.

  Shortly after a few seconds, the gigantic doors to the throne room opened wide and a young woman garbed in black and silver clothes, gracefully treaded towards the throne before kneeling next to the bald warrior. A dark veil covered the bottom half of her face, so it was hard to distinguish her features clearly.

  “Your Majesty, I have confirmed the strange movements by the Raizel clan and also found out the reason behind their actions as well.”

  A silky voice came out of the woman’s mouth.

  “So, what was it that made that annoying geezer so excited and riled up?”

  The king supported his chin with the palm of his hand, as his elbow leaned on the armrest of the throne.

  “It was a boy, your Majesty. More specifically, a stranger who had only recently arrived in Selior city and has already established a shop that sells mysterious pieces of metals capable of turning a commoner into a martial expert for a short range of time.”

  “That sounds intriguing, but I doubt that is enough to attract the attention of the Raizel clan. Why would they need an item like that, when their entire clan is a major military force on its own?”

  The king inquired in a baffled tone.

  “I thought the same, until I saw that boy fight against one of the Raizel clan’s warriors. That frail-looking boy turned out to be on par against the warrior and was even toying with him. However, it was during the fight that the boy revealed his true strength… ”

  The woman continued, her eyes displaying an expression of wonder as she recalled the fight.

  Both the king and the bald man eagerly waited for the woman to finish talking.

  “He shares the same bloodline as the Raizel clan, but is not a member of their clan.”

  The woman concluded in an excited voice.

  A person who had the powers of the Raizel bloodline but was not tied down to the clan, was an event that would interest every tower lord in the city, including the king himself.

  “Are you sure? And how does his strength compare to the other direct descendants of the clan?”

  The king was close to getting up from his throne, but he soon recollected himself.

  “I am sure that he shares the same blood as the Raizel clan, but I cannot determine his true strength as he only revealed a bit of his powers. However, judging from how easily he took care of the elite warrior, I think that he is definitely close to the level of the direct descendants or even stronger than them.”

  The woman exclaimed in a quiet voice.

  “What’s his name?”

  The king asked with a slight smile on his face.

  “The boy’s name is Calron.”

  ……………………………………

  Calron’s eyes widened, as he sensed a strange connection being formed between him and the statue.

  What is happening?

  Just as he formed the thought, a burst of light exploded in front of his eyes, changing everything in his eyesight.

  “It has been a long time since someone new has come to talk to me. Are you perhaps the new Patriarch?”

  A powerful voice echoed inside Calron’s mind, as he found himself in a small white room.

  “No, I am not the Patriarch… who are you?”

  Calron glanced around the empty room, seeing that no one was there and wondering where the voice was coming from.

  “I am here, child. If you are not the Patriarch, then how did you succeed in calling me?”

  A tall and dark-haired man suddenly appeared inside the room, floating mid-air.

  For an instance, Calron thought that it was his ancestor, Raizel, as their facial feature were almost exactly the same. However, the man in front of him had golden irises instead of azure eyes.

  “Ah… you are the inheritor of the Divine Element of Lightning!”

  The golden-eyed man conveyed with a bright smile on his face, and rushed up to Calron.

  The Divine Element? So, there are other elements like the Azure Lightning!?

  The thought flashed across Calron’s mind, but before he could ponder any further, the golden-eyed man raised his hand in front of Calron’s face.

  Calron experienced a warm sensation pass through him, and felt the Azure Lightning cry out with happiness as if it had met a dear friend after a long time. If Calron had to correctly describe the feeling that he got from the Azure Lightning, then it was akin to a puppy wagging its tail when a family member finally comes home after a long time.

  “It is good to see you again, old friend.”

  The golden-eyed man murmured fondly while staring at a spot next to Calron.

  Huh? Who’s he talking to?

  Calron thought, and when he turned his gaze to the spot beside him, his eyes were filled with astonishment at the sight in front of him.

  A stunning and tiny electric-blue snake was floating right beside him as bolts of thin Azure Lightning crackled across its scales. Seeing the golden-eyed man in front of it, the little blue snake teleported onto the man’s shoulder and gently licked his cheek with its forked tongue.

  “You’ve gotten very weak, old friend.”

  The golden-eyed man whispered warmly, his hand gingerly stroking the head of the tiny snake.

  Is that the Azure Lightning!?

  Calron’s mind was still befuddled by everything unfolding in front of him.

  As if it heard Calron’s thought, th
e tiny blue snake teleported around Calron’s arm and looked deep into his eyes. Two pairs of azure irises staring at each other.

  The tiny snake slithered towards Calron’s chest and nudged its little head against his neck. It was like a pet seeking the affection of its master. Calron laughed due to the tickling sensation on his neck, and scratched the top of the tiny snake’s head.

  The snake closed its eyes in pleasure, and rubbed its head against Calron’s fingers.

  “How did you know that I was the inheritor of the Divine Element of Lightning?”

  Calron turned to the golden-eyed man, who was currently smiling at the interaction between him and the tiny snake.

  “Because that celestial beast is the divine element itself, and I sensed its presence within your body.”

  The man responded in a smooth voice.

  “You knew it from before?”

  Calron questioned curiously.