As Aura was about to bring Arianna with her to the skybox of the elite class, the supreme elder Ulises Argent descended from the skybox of the argent family with a big smile which didn’t fit his tower like body built.
After respectfully bowing towards Aura which resulted in a weird scene as there was about one meter difference in height, Ulises thunderously laughed as he patted his daughter’s back.
“HAHAHA, lass you could have told me you were chosen by the matriarch, I nearly got a heart attack seeing you moving like that!”.
Arianna bitterly smiled, Aura told her to keep the secret until the day of the tournament, for a simple reason… her father is a muscle head, if she told him in less than five minutes, she was sure the whole clan would get news of it.
But it was that same straightforward honest personality what allowed him to be the supreme elder, before Aura met Daimon, she spent almost all her free time sleeping and she had no interest in being drown in work of the clan, most matters are managed by the council of elders which were chosen by her.
In other words, she chose people in which she could trust wouldn’t have hidden agendas, and the one in the top of that list was Ulises, that didn’t mean he is an idiot, but he has proven to be loyal over the years, as he was one of the few that raised his sword against the tyrant that ruled the Argent family before, even before Aura showed her prowess as a half emperor.
That’s also one of the reasons as to why Arianna was chosen as her second disciple.
Ariana inwardly sighed feeling her back a bit sore due to her father’s pats.
“Dad, I’m not a knight”, she mumbled.
Ulises scratched the back of his head, in his whole family branch the only one who isn’t a knight is his daughter Arianna, so he forgets it from time to time which earns him a beating from his wife.
“I’m sorry, lass, I was just a bit too excited, have fun with the matriarch, I will return to the academic city before your mother comes looking for me”.
After saying that Ulises flew away as if there was fire on his ass, leaving an amused Aura as well as an ashamed Arianna behind.
In the meantime, Daimon and the others left the skybox and reunited with Aura in the arena.
Daimon which was being teased by Erin in the dark curtain state, turned to see his classmates as he spoke.
“We’ll be going to the happy wanderer, if someone has other things to do, feel free to leave”.
Daimon thought that Aliya and Boris would leave but surprisingly the Michael was the one that after exchanging gazes with Haylee took the initiative to speak.
“Haylee and me have to go with my master, but if everything goes well, we will catch up with you later”.
Daimon nodded, since no one else seemed to back off, Aura used space sift and they disappeared from the stadium.
Not even a couple of seconds passed when a lightning fell from the sky as Zein arrived in front of Michael and Haylee, judging by his smiling expression whatever business he had was already taken care off.
“Let’s go you two, I brought you some souvenirs”, after saying that Zein placed a hand in each of them and they became flashes of light which shot towards the academic city.
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Using space shift Aura brought all the others to the happy wanderer, Boris carefully used his mana to completely protect Aliya from the chaotic space, while she was excitedly inspecting the process.
This was the first time she has experienced travelling with a half emperor and her innate knowledge hungry nature was stimulated, unfortunately the travel didn’t last as much as she wanted but she didn’t complain, travelling with a half emperor isn’t something everyone can experience after all.
Since the city was in a turmoil right now with a lot of people celebrating as the matches were being reproduced in a loop on the watchtower screens for the entertainment of those who couldn’t get a spot in the stadium, Aura directly transported them inside of the happy wanderer.
The bartender Lucas saw people appearing out of nowhere and he nearly dropped a glass he was cleaning due to the surprise, but then his pupils widened as he saw the one that was leading them.
“L-Lady Argent”, Lucas gazed at Mireya which was leisurely resting on one of the couches, feeling tricked, she made him come to work instead of letting him attend the tournament, but then closed the bar saying “We’ll have a private event later”.
And turns out the principal himself was going to enjoy his drinks, it was an honor to say the less.
“Damn it, if I knew it beforehand, I would have ordered some nice materials from my native town”, he thought.
Calvin facepalmed as he saw his aunt trying to move Solomon with an exasperated expression while the later was fainted on the ground hugging a barrel of some kind of some kind of liqueur.
“I got such an uncool family”, he mumbled as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
“Please take a seat… my grandfather will sober up in a couple of minutes, in the meantime Lucas and I will prepare some drinks and food for us”.
Mireya sighed no matter how much she tried, her father seemed to be attached to the ground, probably something he did with his mana before he fell asleep on the ground, not to mention his weight was insane due to a variety of reasons.
Daimon chuckled finding that old man quite interesting, even while being drunk he was circulating mana from his body to the ground and vice versa, it’s just that there wasn’t any visible phenomenon, unfortunately when he tried to use infinity eyes, the most he could see was the mana being injected into the floor.
“I guess it would have been too much to see through a half emperor with the maximum amount of mana I can inject in my eyes right now… unless the target willingly lowers its defenses”, he concluded.
“Rumble!”, the whole bar seemed to shake for a split of a second as Solomon loudly snored, his eyes then opened and a dim brown light glowed in them as he directly gazed at Daimon.
But after a split of a second he simply stretched his arms, others didn’t notice it but Erin which was hidden using dark curtain was ready to act in case something happened, the only other ones that noticed that little exchange were Aura and the one that caused it, in other words Daimon.
“This old man has such a sharp sense of awareness!”, yelled Daimon in his heart, his infinity eyes were supposed to be hard to feel, he was using the bracelet of the god of mischief as concealment for his mana, so that others only saw what he wanted them to see.
“Wait, something like this also happened before”, he thought as he stole a gaze at Arianna, back when she was fighting, he used his infinity eyes to watch the match and she didn’t seem to notice it… until he accidentally saw her naked chest as he was experimenting with the amount of mana injected in his eyes.
It was a phenomenon worth testing, so Daimon took note to experiment later with Erin and Aura.
Fortunately, Solomon seemed to take the previous event as a drunkard’s imagination, he got up from the floor and greeted everyone before sitting next to Mireya, he tossed the barrel which was apparently empty now before taking out another one from his storage ring.
After removing the clog on one of the corners of the barrel, Solomon gulped down almost half of it in one go before he placed the barrel on the ground.
“Phew… lass, I told you to not interrupt me when I’m “training”, unless there is a life and death matter ongoing of course”.
Mireya was speechless, that barrel had about fifty litters of capacity and she saw Solomon finishing a few dozens of them earlier and here he was drinking more of it again.
While others might find the old man quite relaxed, Daimon had a pretty serious expression on his face, he already learned his lesson so he reduced the mana on his infinity eyes to be just a bit higher than what Yvonne can see.
Solomon had mana running through his whole body, but that was understandable as he doesn’t mind containing it unlike other half emperors, what truly caught his attention was the thing he was drinking, instead of liqueur it would be more accurate to call it… poison.
Solomon then turned to see Aura and his expression changed from dizzy to serious.
“Argent matriarch, my grandson told me there is an interesting “alliance” ongoing, apparently the lightning assassin and that little girl from the Jolbaris had joined while I was for some reason oblivious to all this subject”.
An invisible pressure seemed to fall in the room for a split of a second before Solomon saw Lucas putting drinks on the table for everyone, including one for him.
The old man took his glass and swallowed the content in one go, then under the surprised eyes of everyone a red flame escaped from his mouth, which made Leslie who was about to sip from her own drink leave the thing on the table with a slightly awkward expression.
Solomon then thunderously laughed amused by Leslie’s reaction.
“Little crane girl, my drink is special, so don’t be afraid and give it a go to yours, Lucas is the best bartender I have ever met, that’s why I chose him as my disciple even before Calvin was born HAHAHA”.
“You haven’t taught me that much though… master”, said Lucas as he replaced the empty glass in front of Solomon while also leaving a bit of his mana pressure out.
“A peak stage Archmage, he broke through”, thought Daimon, he already knew Lucas was an Arch ranked since the first time he met him, but judging by what he felt back then, he was at most a middle stage Archmage.
Solomon which was drinking from the barrel again, noticed that Daimon wasn’t as surprised as the others and he pointed at Calvin before saying
“Oh, so it was true you have really sharp senses, Daimon Licht, I thought that brat was just making up excuses about why he didn’t aim for the first rank”.
Daimon stole a gaze at Calvin which feigned ignorance about the fact that he mentioned how Daimon recognized Boris as an Archmage although he was concealing his mage realm, in a try to not be punished for not giving his all in the admission exams.
Not like he cared, there were others present that day where he blew Boris’s cover, what truly surprised him was that Calvin’s grandfather noticed he was just feigning to be surprised by Lucas’s revelation, which made him frown.
“This old man is on a different level, the feeling he gives is… close to the one of Dimas”.
