Chapter 6.1

Seven years later…

WOOSH!

A flying sword spun in the air menacingly. Its destructive force was evident with the sword’s immense blue aura. However, if the target had been weak, he wouldn’t have lasted long enough to survive such a strong attack.

The last humanoid beast called the Guardian, ducked to avoid the spinning sword. Without time to pause, he then opened his mouth to meet a rushing fireball to his left.

“Kaaah!”

Chilling cold air rushed out from the beast’s black mouth, freezing the air around him and pushing the fireball away with all his might.

“Thank you for opening your mouth for me. Now it is much easier to hit and kill you,” a woman’s voice said.

A mocking laughter resounded, and the beast’s red eyes burst wide open with surprise. A woman with her platinum hair fluttering in the wind, fell from the sky and struck the flying sword. The sword’s orbit immediately changed in the blink of an eye.

The worst was unavoidable.

At some point, the beast couldn’t move as an iron chain wrapped around his ankle. The spinning sword fell at a sharp speed right into the middle of the beast’s mouth which was wide open trying to freeze the giant fireball.

“!”

The struggling beast’s body was split in half. The fireball hit the beast at the same time he lost hold of it and a terrifying explosion followed afterwards.

All of a sudden, the woman was snatched away from the explosion by someone who was desperate to protect her. She felt herself being wrapped by strong arms, and the woman endured the explosion until it died down in mere seconds.

“Seira!” a man’s voice yelled with worry.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Someone slapped Baron on the back as he almost jumped into the flames.

Baron made a quick side glance at the wizard and his not-so-ticklish slap. Looking back at the explosion, he heaved a sigh of relief as he saw a man and woman standing by Zion, a pale-faced wizard.

The woman was breathtakingly beautiful despite the black blood that had splattered all over her. She reached back to her nape and swept her platinum blonde hair, smiling as she looked at Baron with hooded eyes.

“My commander-in-chief, were you worried about me?” she asked, her voice teasing.

Her purple eyes hidden halfway beneath her eyelids were very much amused. She thought it was funny to witness Baron panic so often.

Baron sighed and frowned.

“I just couldn’t help but worry about the safety of my sword that was kicked,” he tried to cover his embarrassment.

“You can’t be serious,” she rolled her eyes in disbelief.

Aven came close to Seira who was smiling and said, “Pommel. I think it’s broken.”

Seira froze and her relaxed smile faded in an instant, “You are joking, right?”

“…”

Aven’s prolonged silence only made Seira’s expression turn darker.

“I, um… I’m going to make sure it’s going to be taken care of,” she excused herself.

It was obvious where the broken fragments of Pommel were scattered around. Seira walked towards it at a brisk pace and then stopped entirely at the very middle of the wreckage. Aven and Baron soon noticed that her shoulders were slumped as she stood by the roaring flames for too long.

“It must really be broken,” Baron murmured as a bitter smile lifted the corners of his mouth slightly.

Seven years ago, Seira, who seemed far from manifesting until she left Viseltium, emerged as an Omega. She sneered at all of those who looked down on her as soon her powers blossomed.

An Omega was someone who specialized in giving birth and nurturing an excellent heir by seducing the best Alpha with its beautiful appearance. With that said, it was too far from what Seira was doing right now, rolling and fighting on the battlefield.

Philias Franto, Franto’s former head, was also not required to fight when the disasters engulfed the entire continent for being an Omega.

However, Seira has chosen such a dangerous path, even when she was the only pure-blooded Omega of her generation. She threw away such a precious body just so she could earn money.

Zion, who was watching her with a tired face, slumped on the floor.

“I am going to die early at this point,” he grumbled.

“You did a great job, Zion. It would have taken another week without you,” Baron tried to console him.

“What? It’s all for the money,” the wizard groaned.

It all began 15 years ago…

Nests of demonic beasts were constantly being discovered all across the continent. The soldiers alone couldn’t eradicate all of it. Humanoid figures with inhuman strength called the Guardians protected the nests day and night, never leaving their positions until their last breath.

Although weapons were developed through magic engineering, they were still deemed useless against the Guardians. To defeat them, a master level slayer and a wizard who could fly swords was the only answer.

“Is your stamina infinite?” Aven replied to Zion’s murmur.

“You don’t have time to argue about that,” the wizard replied with a dismissing wave of his hand.

Aven was curious, and he turned to the wizard asking, “Just how much does Pommel cost?”

The wizard thought for a while and then replied, “Well, if you have to ask me… a box of gold bars?”

Aven hummed as he thought of the price… It was absolutely truly expensive.

Zion glanced up at Baron. He had his arms folded and his face expressionless as he looked at Seira. The wizard could not guess what their commander was thinking at all.

But from experience, Zion had a hunch. Even as it was unavoidable during battle, Baron was surely going to charge Seira for destroying Pommel. The two were master level slayers, and had always been vocal about their rivalry – trying to beat, tease, and point out at each other’s mistakes.

Zion heaved a heavy sigh. Recalling Seira’s situation as a duchess that had no money to her name, she was not so lucky at all.

“Thank you for your hard work…”

The Priests that had been hiding from a distance rushed over in a hurry, bowing their heads as they thanked Zion’s party for killing the Guardian.

“Have you done with cleaning up?” the wizard asked instead.

“Yes, sir. The High Priest had asked me to collect the wreckage,” one of them answered.

“I see, well then, thank you for your effort.”

The Priests who bowed to Zion turned and started circling the beast’s body. The party was actually headed for a huge black beast’s nest.

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