Chapter 593: Different Light

The young man entered the arena as if he had done nothing wrong. His nonchalant brought awe that could only be envied and not be mimicked. 

"Lyon Torga, it's him again," said the king of the Pala Kingdom.

"I can't believe it, it seems like he is courting for his own death on purpose," his queen shook her head.

The obvious notion that he was from the Mortal World still rang as a base to judge him. All but the queen from the Sverine Kingdom knew what absurd potential he was hiding under his nonchalant attitude.

(Look at all those higher-up fools, I can't believe that he fooled us too easily, it was worthwhile making that trip last night, though...) she crossed her arms as she adjusted her shoulder (It was my favorite piece).

Wanda noticed her daughter has returned back to her seat with a smile on her face.

"How did it go?" she asked.

Cherie chucked. "Rupert's image was crushed."

Wanda chuckled as well. "That's for certain, that man holds mysteries that not even Paradise could fathom, a golden dragon wouldn't be able to deter him that easily, it probably took the whole kingdom to make him flinch."

"Oh?" the king raised his eyebrow as he looked at her wife, "You seem to be really speaking highly of him despite his origin."

"Because he is that powerful," said Wanda as she nodded.

The king furrowed his eyebrows, "I've never seen you that eager before, he must be really something, huh."

"You have no idea," said the queen as she shook her head, "We must get him in our side at all cost."

"Are you sure?!" the king furrowed his eyebrows. "He is worth the risk of offending Pala and Golden Dragon kingdom?"

"He is, the only problem that we should be wary about is the Bolg Kingdom, since, that daughter of theirs is sharp like me and Cherie," said Wanda as she furrowed her eyebrows.

The king made a harsh swallow as he saw her wife's sharp eyes. There was no telling how powerful the woman was but judging by how the king turned nervous, the answer was not weak.

"True," Cherie nodded. "Hilde is not only a strong art-based cultivator but also very sharp in this regard. The fact that Lyon's origin didn't cloud her mind as Pala and Golden Dragon kingdom does, makes her my biggest rival in this matter."

"However, her parents were not as sharp as hers," said Wanda. "This will be our advantage."

Cherie smiled as she nodded. "They won't be able to make tha sacrifice, since offending both kingdoms will be dangerous to them, not only from outside but inside as well."

"Wait, doesn't that goes with us as well?" asked the king,

"Yes, but he is worth that much," said Wanda as she smiled. "The king and the queen of the Bolg Kingdom is not as far-sighted as their daughter."

The queen of the Sverine Kingdom looked at the opposite side where the Bolg Kingdom was seated.

"How did it go?" said the king of the Bolg Kingdom.

Hilde shook her head, "That guy is abnormal."

The king furrowed his eyebrows as he questioned her daughter with his expression.

"He is not only standing up against Rupert but actually staring him down. He didn't release his aura yet the Golde Dragon could do nothing against him. Not even a flinch, not even a shift in his breath."

"Are you serious?" the queen furrowed her eyebrows.

Hilde sat on her seat, "He stood nonchalantly, even crossing his arms as he took full fledge mature Golden Dragon in the face, the elite soldiers that are tasked protecting the prince."

"Impossible," the king muttered. "Those elites are not just any ordinary soldier one found from the street, it was from arduous training specific for protecting the prince."

Hilde shook her head, "He is that powerful."

"So, he has offended the Golden Dragon kingdom as well?" asked the queen before she shook her head. "Unbelievable."

"That is bound to happen, after all, he took their crush away from them," said Hilde. "However, regarding the problem outside, we will have to pry further since it is regarding Lyon's other woman."

The queen put her hand on her waist before she shook her head. "What a bastard, already having a heavenly woman like Cecile is not enough."

(Heh, do you think a man that could conquer war god physique wielder would be satisfied with one woman, gotta hand it to him though, if Cecile was the jealous type, he would die) thought the king as he looked at the yawning young man below, whom life was like walking on a thin thread above the endless pit.

"However, that is not all," said Hilde. "He is not only that strong but his subordinate is an absolute monster."

"What?" the king furrowed his eyebrows.

Hilde refrained to explain further since it was futile. She instead looked at the opposite end and saw that Cherie was smiling at her. She clicked her tongue.

They were after the same thing. If they could obtain him, they knew that their power would escalate to an unimaginable height. The man's worth way more than the past ten winners combined. Furthermore, with Wanda seeing the cover that Lyon put on, the Sverine was adamant.

"Mother," Cherie muttered but kept her gaze toward Hilde.

"What is it?" asked the queen.

"Lyon's subordinate is an absolute monster," said Cherie.

"Is that so?"

"Those two elites that were guarding the prince were nothing in front of him. He only needs to furrow his eyebrows to make them fall. All those gleams protecting their body was nothing but a paper."

"Hmm? Which one?" asked the queen as she turned her glance toward Cecile's group.

"The tallest one, the one with ashen hair," said Cherie.

"En, he looks really powerful."

"Not just the way he looks but also his domineering aura, it was maddening," said Cherie as she shook her head.

The queen smiled as she snorted. "It makes you wonder right?"

"Absolutely," she nodded.

"About who Lyon really is, I doubt he is from the Mortal World, his father might be some higher-ups in a higher level of Heaven, a forgotten offspring or forsaken one."

Raul returned to his seat with his face grim. He was trying to demean Lyon but it was not happening. The opposite was happening. There was nothing in this world that could prepare him that the mortal would have a comeback from that position. He was basically cornered but he stood as if he owned the entire Afurnae,

"What happened? You look, different," asked the king as he looked at his son.

"It's the damn mortal, we should give him a lesson." he then sat on his seat.

The prince shook his head as he looked down and gritted his teeth upon noticing the young man.

The king of the Golden Dragon Kingdom watched his son return with a grim on his face.

"What is it?"

Rupert looked at his father. "It's the mortal."

"He refused to acknowledge it? The agreement with the Jade Dragon is already fixed."

Rupert shook his head, "Quite the opposite, he acknowledges it that she is indeed the woman."

"Then?" the king raised his eyebrow.

"He won't give Lumina as my concubine," said Rupert as he gritted his teeth

"Hah!" the king chuckled, "He dares to say that? To a pure Golden Dragon? Then we will kill him after the tournament is over."

Rupert shook his head, "Killing him won't be as easy."

"Hmm? What makes you think so?" said the king. He rarely saw his son being so discouraged before. Especially against a mortal.

"Don't tell me that you would lose to a mortal," said the king as he furrowed his eyebrows. Everyone knew how humiliating it was for a Golden Dragon to lose to a mere mortal, especially a human mortal.

"A-Absolutely not, it's his subordinate that will be a problem," answered Rupert.

"Hmm? How so?" asked the king.

Rupert immediately felt a shiver as he remembered that ghastly gaze that made his guards fall. He had never seen such a thing happening to his guards before. There was no such being in the Mortal World that could bring him such instinctive fear.

"That one is a monster," said Rupert.

"Hm?!" the king opened his eyes wide. The word was not coming from an ordinary guy but his own son. They shared the same blood and they knew the word 'monster' was not lightly used. What kind of monster could make the Golden Dragon say the word?

Suddenly, the higher-ups of the four kingdoms saw the youth in a different light. They knew it was not just any folly, he actually had the strength to offend the two strongest kingdoms. 

Mortal had been seen so lightly and worthless. They thought that Ivy would be the spearhead of the mortals, however, they were wrong. Ivy was only a shaft with the rest. The true blade belongs to the young man that slapped the Golden Dragon's prince with the back of his left hand.