With a cold stare, I gazed towards the king, my face stained with the blood of the fool. With a grim appearance, King Oswin arose furiously, "Marquess Dra, what is the meaning of this. You dare attack our kingdoms New Inquisitor." He demanded with a frosty glare, his tone dark as the abyss.
Yet, all Marquess did was fall to his knees before his broken son, as some of the injuries on Tomas's body was slowly being healed by my pill. It was a somewhat unnecessary step, but one that would leave Tomas deformed and broken for the rest of his life.
Tears swelled within his eyes as he took Tomas into his powerful arms, "...M..My...boy..." He mournfully whispered, "P...Plea...please...do...don't die..."
Even the king became lost for words as Marquess broke down, shedding tears of blood. Like there was a sword in his heart, blood began to ooze from his mouth, leaking upon the seared face of his only child.
Stepping forward, I bowed, "Forgive me, Marquess Dra...I never meant for this to happen...we were friends, and things went..." I apologized with a tick in my throat, trying not to burst into laughter. "I am...so sorry, but he will pull through I gave him a blood elixir, something that will stop all the blood loss, while doing a quick emergency...treatment."
With a pale face, Dra gazed at me with broken eyes. The warmth within his body had all but vanished as his pale face grew hollow. "...Why...Why...why my son..." he begged, as his dark hair slowly began turning grey
Damn, now this is actually making me sad...or is my acting that good. Shaking my head, tears fell from my face as I bowed again, "Forgive me, for a genius of Asterion has fallen today." I replied, walking away.
Oswin's face had twisted in an ugly deformity as he clenched his fist. Even Grey had a rather sorrowful grimace. Nevertheless, he is a far better actor than me.
"Is this not a fitting end to an assassin," a bewitching voice asked as the void around Dra shattered.
Stepping out, Isaella clenched Marquess Dra by the throat, her violet eyes shining with intense killing intent, "You a heavenly rank master, attacked a Qi condensation master, one that the king himself just gifted a title to. Tell me, Dra, what do you think the punishment of killing an Inquisitor of Asterion is." She questioned, her powerful fingers digging into Dra's throat.
Yet, the only thing I noticed was the blood rushing downwards as Isaella questioned the man. Tying to hind my excitement, I felt a powerful intent from Oswin as he eyed me for a second. Dark killing intent could be seen shadowing his royal body.
Unfortunately, before my nightmare was far from over, a shadow appeared next to me. As Eroma cried with laughter, "Brother, Did you fuck the queen." he questioned with a low murmur.
As if hell was unleashed, Oswin killing intent showered the void causing every heavenly master to rise in their seat.
....FUCK YOU, EROMA...
With a mischievous grin, he eyed Isaella and me taking a deep breath in as his eyes glimmered with a dark light.
"Damn it, EROMA!! stop making shit up; this is the first time I am meeting her majesty, the Queen." I whispered, allowing my heartbeat to remain steady with the element of darkness, hoping no one would notice. " Please stop talking; the King is right there."
With a seductive smile, Isaella giggled, eyeing Eroma with an icy grimace, "Eroma, the Crimson Flash, Your jokes are going to land you and that boy in hot waters." She exclaimed, turning her attention to the king, sending him a wink.
...I am going to fucking die. With Imaginary tears, I could feel my life slowly beginning to fade as Isaella burst into laughter, "is hubby so worried...although I have yet to climbed my way into his room...his mansion is protected with a terrifying formation." She silently whispered, licking her lips as she eyed me like meat.
No one aside from those at heavenly rank and me could hear her words, but I knew rumours were going to rise. Damn you! Now I am going to have to kill this stupid king.
Oswin's intense gaze eyed me as he released a savage smile that sent a shiver down my spine. By his side, Grey had uncharacteristically broken down in laughter. Appearing in front of me like a phantom, Oswin placed his hands on my throat as he asked, devoid of emotion, "Did you fuck my wife, Arsene Snow,"
Despair seized my consciousness as Oswin spoke. I could feel his qi flooding my body, trying to find any signs of deception. I gulped with fear in my heart, yet in my despair, it had returned after a few years.
The Sign of Scarerlage pulsed, and the Ring of Bael shivered as the Void of Darkness within my soul rang like an ancient bell. My mind suddenly became subzero as I shook with indifference, "No."
There was no respect in my tone, rather disdain and scorn as if looking at a lower lifeform. Oswin, nonetheless, did not seem to notice as he released a mouthful of air in relief. Shivering in the legs, he gazed at the mischievous Isaella, who send him another wink before flashing away with Marquess Dra.
Releasing me, Oswin eyed me for a few seconds, "Stay away from her," He warned with infatuation, following after Isaella.
Fixing my clothing, I gazed coldly at Eroma before walking off the stage. Finding a secluded area, I fell to my knees, clutching my head. I released a cry as I took out the soul pills I had not taken since I broke through into Qi condensation.
With the ring of Bael and Mark of Sacerlage still throbbing, my skull felt like exploding as blood leaked from my ears and nose. The anguish slowly grew worse as I lost my vision within my left eye.
Like it was melting, I howled, slamming my fist into the pavement, causing a massive crack to appear around me. Suddenly the throbbing and suffering stopped after what seemed like hours. My vision had returned...but something was different.
My mind was different...there was a connection that wasn't there before. Various markings had appeared on my body, pulsing as I looked up into the eye of the twinkling star above. Yet all that was there was the darkness that governed the vast expanse.
It was Empty, Lonely, Mysterious, Rich, and Beautiful. With a smile, my mind recorded the image down as my vision fell to black.
