by Daman
The dragon’s gazed fondly at Calron with its gentle golden eyes for the last time, before completely disappearing.
Calron clenched his fists tights with rage. He had to once again witness the death of yet another family member.
“GRUAAH!”
Zarvel had returned back to his human form and was screaming in pain on the floor. He would probably recover in a moment due to the death of the golden dragon’s avatar.
The others were all still on the ground despite the destruction of Zarvel’s Heavenly Domain. Some of the tower lords were slowly getting back up on their feet, but no one was in the condition to fight with Zarvel.
“You bastard.”
Calron growled, charging at Zarvel with full force.
His fists moved in a flurry as Calron took out all his rage on the enemy who caused so many deaths today. Zarvel was still under the effect of the soul attack, so he could not defend himself against Calron’s attacks.
All of a sudden, Calron’s instincts warned him of a threat. Without hesitating for a single second, Calron quickly activated the best defense he could muster.
“TI… TAN’S FURY!”
Right then, a dark claw abruptly slashed at Calron’s neck in a lightning-fast movement.
“Impressive.”
Zarvel chortled as he stood up from the ground and stared at the crimson-skinned teen in front of him. Bursts of steam spurted out from Calron’s body as his blood was being consumed by the Blood Legacy every second.
“I have never met someone like you, kid. Your cultivation does not tell the truth of how powerful you really are… join me or die.”
Zarvel extended his semi-transformed claw towards Calron. His long dark hair fluttered behind him, as his vicious eyes bore into the teen.
“I pick neither.”
Calron rasped in a hoarse voice, withdrawing Titan’s Fury and returning Zarvel’s stare with a slight smile.
“I do not like your answer.”
Zarvel detected something strange in Calron’s smile. The teen should be afraid of him, but why was he smiling then?
SHIT!
Realization dawned upon Zarvel when he finally discovered why the boy was so confident.
The dark orb had been shattered!
“Surrender yourself Zarvel, my clan has surrounded the palace and you will never be able to escape alive.”
A deep voice rumbled, as the Patriarch of the Raizel clan walked towards Calron with Asra and Harol supporting him on the side.
Calron felt the presence of other clan members outside the palace, so he knew that reinforcements had finally arrived.
Panic spread across Zarvel’s face when he saw the Patriarch standing up. It was not only the Patriarch, but the other tower lords also seemed to be regaining their strength. He could defeat them with the dark orb’s ability, but fighting against the tower lords with their full strength was basically suicide.
However, Zarvel composed himself as he calmed down and contemplated his situation. The palace was too large for a small clan like Raizel to cover, so the Patriarch’s words were definitely a ploy to capture him.
“Alright, I surrender.”
Zarvel stated evenly, drawing looks of astonishment from everyone. No one thought that he would surrender so easily.
BOOOOOOM!!
While everyone was taken aback by his statement, Zarvel punched the ground underneath him to destabilize the floor and leapt off into the air as his body reverted into the giant winged creature.
He destroyed the ceiling above and swiftly made his escape from the palace.
“Don’t let him run!”
Calron yelled, beginning to shape-shift into his beast form to chase after Zarvel.
“Let him go, it’s too late.”
The Patriarch placed his hand on Calron’s shoulder, preventing him from moving.
“We are all injured and need to help those who are bleeding. Even if the orb is gone, we still haven’t regained our original strength yet. Also, thank you kid.”
The Patriarch ruffled Calron’s hair and walked towards the other tower lords.
Calron continued to look at the hole in the ceiling, wishing to go after Zarvel and bring him down.
“Let’s go, brother.”
Asra said as he followed behind the Patriarch. Harol gave him a pat on the back and left as well.
“… prepare for the impending war… ”
The golden dragon’s words rang inside Calron’s mind as his azure eyes glanced at the backs of his clan members.
I’ll be ready.
Calron promised, taking a step forward and walking towards the others.
Unbeknownst to Calron, a vein deep inside his heart was slowly turning gold and within a few seconds, all of the veins enveloping his heart were now a celestial golden color.
The veins exuded the same aura of divinity as the golden dragon.
Chapter 62 – Epilogue
“…. Haaah….. haaaah….. dammit!”
Zarvel panted while out of breath as he finally escaped from the outskirts of Selior city and collapsed inside an overgrown forest.
There were still a few guards from the tower clans chasing after him, so he could not stop for a single moment of rest. If not for the soul attack by the vile dragon, Zarvel could have easily killed the guards with his Heavenly Domain.
Who was that? An entity like that cannot enter the mortal world as their presence itself would shatter the mortal dimension.
Zarvel pondered, scrutinizing his memory to find any clues. His own master was a Deity, but that did not mean that he was the most powerful one amongst the gods. Deity was merely the general term to describe them and not their cultivation level.
“I need to hurry up and find the portal.”
He had hidden a teleportation portal outside the city just in case things went awry. Zarvel could no longer go to the Guardians’ Temple as they would have already found out about his betrayal and would be scouring for him.
There!
Zarvel inwardly exclaimed, noticing the subtly-hidden cave opening under a small hill. The opening was covered with various grass, vines, and bushes, so it was almost impossible for anyone to locate it unless they already knew where it was.
However, just as Zarvel took a step forward, he felt the coldness of a metal blade pressing against his neck.
“I told you that if you failed, I would be the one crushing your neck.”
A seductive voice whispered into his ear, followed by the blade cleanly slicing through his throat.
“Kah… Guhh… ”
Zarvel choked on his blood as he crumpled to the ground, his blood staining the green grass. Gazing at the reddish-orange horizon, Zarvel saw the back of a crimson haired woman slowly walking away from him.
As if detecting his stare, the woman tilted her head to the side with a sultry smile etched on her face.
It was the smile of one who harvested lives.
………………………………..
“Father, I have made my decision.”
A young white lion kneeled in front of a massive shadow.
“Are you sure about this, Rebran? The outside world is cruel, heartless and full of struggle.”
The giant griffin spoke while looking down at his son.
“I am sure, father.”
Rebran answered calmly while two pearly-white wings spurted out of his back.
It is time for me to return to my legacy brothers.
Rebran’s heart thumped with excitement as he leapt off the balcony and flew into the sky.
……………………………..
Deep inside a human city, the gates of the Axiel mansion opened wide as an ornate carriage guarded by a whole regiment of troops marched out.
Inside the carriage, two people were seated opposite each other.
“My lady, do you think that the young master would be happy to see us?”
A young girl’s voice echoed in the carriage.
Felice laughed while glancing out the window, a mysterious emotion hidden on her face.
……………………….
“Calron Raizel, please step up to the podium.
A loud voice reverberated inside the throne room.
Inside the magnificent and lavishly ornate hall, more than a hundred people were gathered as they all stood facing the large throne in the back-center. It was a stark contrast to how the palace looked after the aftermath of the battle.
It had been a week since the attack by Zarvel.
Everyone was dressed in fashionable outerwear, while the ladies adorned themselves with luxurious jewelry and gems. It was clear that everyone present inside the throne room were either nobles or high-ranking officials of the city.
After the announcement, a young man stood up from his seat at the front row and calmly walked towards the podium with a confident poise. Wearing a black-gold robe of the Raizel clan, Calron stood at the center of the stage as the crowd wildly cheered for him.
The loudest of his fans was a little girl standing next Roran, who pumped her fists up and down.
“Hurray for Master!”
Ellie chanted with glee, proud and happy for the man who gave her a new life.
“That’s right, go Calron!”
Rain emulated the little girl and raised his fists as well. Roran, Linda and Asra laughed at the sight of the little girl and Rain competing at cheering for Calron. They had all gathered today in the throne room for the award ceremony.
Compared to the excitement of Calron’s friends, the rest of the people were muttering amongst themselves in whispers.
“Why is he not kneeling in front of the King…. Who is this boy…. The guards are still not arresting him… ”
The nobles were shocked at Calron for not kneeling before the king, and standing serenely on the podium.
While the mutterings continued, the man sitting on the throne waved his hand to silence the crowd. With a cloth covering the top of his forehead, the king smiled at Calron who stood patiently in front of him.
The king was gravely injured in the battle, but he had not died in the midst. He was still recovering from his injuries as seen by the cloth covering his forehead, but it looked like he would soon recover completely.
“I’ve been told by the tower lords that it was you who played a major contribution in our survival in the battle last week. I do not know how a Vajra stage cultivator could possibly contend against one such as Zarvel, but I am glad that you did.”
The King began, his mellow voice rousing everyone’s attention.
“I hear that you are associated with the Raizel clean, but would you like to work for me? I can give you the best cultivation resources, gold you’ve never seen before and even a mansion for your personal use.”
The king’s eyes shined with interest as he looked at Calron.
Meanwhile, the Patriarch at the back chuckled with mirth when he heard the king’s words. He already knew what Calron wanted, and was looking forward to the expression on the king’s face the moment he heard it.
“Thank you for the offer, but I do not want to work for anyone at the moment.”
Calron replied politely, not wanting to offend the king.
However, it seemed like the king was already expecting this answer, as he nodded his head and leaned back on his throne.
“Then tell me what reward you would like from me? I will give it to you as long as it’s within my authority.”
The king inquired, his fingers tapping on the throne’s armrest.
Hearing those words, a slow smile crept on Calron’s face.
“I do indeed have a wish that your Majesty can fulfill.”
He began, while the whole crowd waited with anticipation.
“I would like you to abolish all slavery inside the city and ban the slave traders from entering.”
The instant Calron stated his wish, the entire throne room gasped with astonishment. Slavery was a big economic part of the city, and also a highly taxable industry so losing it would cause a big loss to the royal family.
“Do you realize what you are asking of me?”
The king asked with a frown on his face. After talking to the other tower lords and especially the Patriarch of the Raizel clan, the king knew how important Calron really was. If the teen managed to break into the Saint stage and unlocked the power of the soul, he might even be able to fight against real experts.
“Yes.”
Calron answered in a serious tone, his azure eyes boring into the King.
Silence.
Everyone waited for the King to respond, but no one believed that he would actually acquiesce to Calron’s request.
After it felt like a decade had passed, the King finally spoke in a somber voice.
“From this day onwards, all forms of slavery shall be banned within the city and all slave traders will be given three days to depart.”
“Oh my god… ”
The crowd erupted with shock, especially the nobles who made their profits from slave trading.
I have agreed to your request, kid. What shall I do with the free slaves now?
A deep and regal voice sounded inside Calron’s mind.
Staring into the solemn King’s eyes, Calron instantly knew that it was him who had spoken inside his mind. Even Calron was surprised that the King so easily agreed to his wish, but he guessed it was because the King had probably still not given up on recruiting him.
“I will take them all.”
Calron let out a little laugh as he saw the King’s eyes widen to his response.
If there was a war in future, then Calron needed an army to fight it.
[THE END]
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Table of Contents
SCION OF RAIZEL
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Prologue
Chapter 1 – The Beginning Of A New Journey
Chapter 2 – An Unexpected Visitor
Chapter 3 – Weapon Of A Primordial Beast
Chapter 4 – The Elder’s Secret
Chapter 5 – The Ancient Guardians
Chapter 6 – Vilas
Chapter 7 – A Connection
Chapter 8 – Memories Of A Soul
Chapter 9 – Descendent Of The Raizel Clan
Chapter 10 – Rapid Breakthroughs
Chapter 11 – Bond Of A Legacy
Chapter 12 – Reunited Brothers
Chapter 13 – The Truth About What Happened
Chapter 14 – Journey To Retrieve The Small Packages
Chapter 15 – Departure
Chapter 16 – Question That Decides The Future
Chapter 17 – Hidden Plans
Chapter 18 – Selior City
Chapter 19 – A Fateful Encounter
Chapter 20 – Unrequited Consequences
Chapter 21 – Retaliation By Blood
Chapter 22 – Opening A Shop
Chapter 23 – The Slave Market
Chapt
er 24 – Give Me A Name, Master
Chapter 25 – A Deal Struck
Chapter 26 – Fourth Step Of The Blood Legacy
Chapter 27 – Calron’s First Creation
Chapter 28 – God Tiles
Chapter 29 – Blood Sacrifice
Chapter 30 – The Azure Pavilion
Chapter 31 – The Beginning Of The Legend
Chapter 32 – Lightning Under The Rain
Chapter 33 – Clash Against The Raizel Clan
Chapter 34 – The Worth Of Being Protected
Chapter 35 – The Innocent Flowers