Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 17
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"It would seem you were act arrogant for a reason. I didn't expect you could handle yourself like that," Victoria stated, her brow scrunched as she stuffed a milky white pill down my throat.
The pearly pill quickly melted as soon as it came into contact with my tongue, melding all the shallow wounds on my body. She eyed me up and down for a few moments giving a bewitching smiling as her hands passed through my silky hair.
"You were lucky that the formation around the school makes it almost impossible to use Qi to the fullest extent, or you would have been a paste of mist during Isula's first attack. "
With light a twitch from my brow, I stared up at the massive ship that had darkened the Azure sky. With a massive emblem of a snow-white wolf, I beamed, knowing the Snow family had arrived.
Descending from the sky like a demon, the sky's turned dark as a powerful killing intent descended, quieting Victoria while causing Grimlor to stand at attention.
Grey had an absolutely terrifying expression as he fell from the sky with Mother and Father standing to the side as his guards. Qi seemed to ravage the school like a terrifying globe, disrupting the so call formation Victoria had claim there to be.
Near the Snows flagship side stood another ship that had shown the emblem of a dignified Black Dragon. Zooming out of the ship, I saw a handsome man draped in royal attire with a decorative crown on his head. He eyed Yura with ease before looking at Isula with a sinister expression.
Grey performed a small bow before proceeding to place his arm on my chest. I could feel cold energy wash my body before he took out a pill.
"This is a Vital Qi recovery pill; it should recover all of the Qi that you lost. Explain what happened. Leave nothing out...nothing." Grey responded with a menacing undertone.
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Consuming the pill, I ignored the wonderful sensation within my body before explaining in great detail everything that transpired. His eyes seem to flash as he stared at the still screaming Isula coldly.
Mother had already had her sinister hands on him as all the skin on his body had somehow returned. She stared at the man with the crown before giving a respectful bow.
"Will, his Majesty, blame me if I take this man," she asked in an almost sadistic tone, her fingers stabbing into Isula's bloodied neck.
The King didn't show any emotion but nodded his head, allowing Mother to fly back up to the Snow family flagship. The King had not said anything but walked towards Yura before checking for any injuries. A slight smile of relief could be seen as he glared at Grimlor.
"I want a report within an hour of how a deprave soldier like that was able to enter this academy." He stated, not awaiting for Grimlor to respond before flickering away.
"Wipe everyone's memory; we will speak in his Majesty's council," Grey declared, vanishing like the wind.
Father had not said anything but gave a sudden nod towards me before flying back to the ship. I could see the large ship flash through the sky, causing me to raise my brow.
I had never thought that technology like that would exist within this kingdom. Shaking my head, I saw the two Amethyst-colored eyes staring deeply at me. Yura had walked up; bitting her pale lips, she spoke with conviction, "I will not lose next time."
My eyes grew wide as I laughed aloud, "Then you better train hard; I will be breaking to the next major realm soon."
Turning my back, a cold, sinister light flashed through my eyes as I left the academy. I knew Grimlor wanted to speak to me, but I was in no mood or state to talk. Walking to the carriage, I slowly got in before it pushed off with a jerk.
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With a soft sigh, I placed my palm on my cheek before sneering. Seeing the carriage full of guards with golden armor, I rolled my eyes at my uncle's obvious plot. Suddenly after a few minutes, a massive explosion sounded next to the carriage.
BOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!
The blast was so powerful I could feel parts of my arm being scorched black as charcoal by the heat as one of the guards yanked me closer. Blood leaked from my forehead, dripping down my chin as I stared coldly at the five people that had long scars similar to Isula.
Cursing Grey beneath my breath for using me as bait, I scoffed coldly before, whispering into the captain that helped protected me, "Leave one alive, but make sure he escapes...make it look good."
Arching his brow, he hastily nodded before a massive battle began to take place. Light began to flicker across pendragon as I stared in awe. I could feel the ground shattering and churning as the guards began brutally butchering the scarred men into pieces.
The captain of my guards was stained in blood as he gripped one of the soldiers by the head, tearing it along with his spine from the soldier's body while releasing a savage roar, "LEAVE NOTHING ALIVE KILL KILL!!!!"
Hearing his battle cry, I saw more and more soldiers all having scars on their faces rushing out like a mad beast. They shouted with vigor and insanity as they charged at me with killing intent.
But it would seem that Grey had already planned for that as a man with Ashen hair appeared. His eyes were crimson, with a feral grin that hung on his menacing lips as he drew his sword from his waist that held no hilt.
Like a whirlwind of crimson, I saw a sea of corpses and gore fill my eyes as the Ashen man began his slaughter. Anything that got in his path was exterminated, be it enemy or guard. His chilling laugh rang through my ears as he stared bitterly at the sea of death, somehow wishing to slaughter more.
The captain had allowed one to escape secretly, allowing some of his people to shadow that scarred man. However, there was a sour look on his face as he stared at his dead brother's that the Ashen Haired man had killed.
"Arsène the Little Ashen prince of that whore Emma. I look forward to seeing you rise. Grow strong so that I may enjoy snuffing the life from your cold body." The Ashen man roared with insanity, vanishing before I could question who he was.
My mind shivered as I could feel his killing intent wash over me like rain. Who the hell was that man? Gazing at the river of bodies, I grunted, turning my attention to the captain, "Let's go, secure my return."
Lifting me up, the light began to bend as we darted towards the Snow Estate at a frightening rate. Both Mother and Father were awaiting my arrival as they embraced me, releasing a heavy sigh of relief.
"Did you let one escape," Grey asked impatiently?
"...I did; the captain's guards are currently shadowing him as we speak. Do you have any idea who they were? They seem to be targeting me." I asked, lightly wiping the thick sweet blood from my face.
"No, we are interrogating Isula right now, but he is proving difficult to break...we will talk later, we need meet with his majesty," Grey hissed with a cold flourish as he vanished.
Mother and father both apologized before they too vanished, leaving me helpless at their way of communicating.
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