Emperor's Reckoning

There he was, standing in front of the curious pedestrians. Overlooking the small city and the sea which encircled it. His eyes were welcomed by cultivators of different races. There were demi-humans, elves, and others that he didn't even know the name of but there was no human.

(Well, this city is probably what Nostria dream of) thought Lyon as he rubbed his chin. The demeanor of a merciless fighter instantly faded off as his lazy look took over. He put his hands behind his back as he stepped down the stairs as if it was in his own house.

"Who are you, sir?" asked one of the pedestrians.

Lyon raised his eyebrows, "Me? My name is Lyon, ah right, sorry for crashing that building it was a boat accident."

Black lines rained down all over the pedestrians' faces. (A boat accident? That 'boat' literally flew and crashed toward the building! What kind of wooden boat that flies?! Look! Even the plank and pieces of broken wood are still present! In fact! There was your body print on the wall!).

"S-s-save me..."

The whisper of a dying man turned the atmosphere dire once more. His disfigured face was unrecognizable and the pupils in his eyes seemed to lose their light. The giant heart still beat but the soul was crushed and the pride he had crumbled down like a house of cards.

Lyon approached Dhaos before standing right in front of him. He crossed his arms as he said, "I warned you, what do you think would happen?"

The giant couldn't move his finger albeit it was completely fine compared to his bowl chest. His breathing becoming slower and slower each second. The gate of death was waiting for his arrival.

Lyon looked at the surrounding pedestrians. They had various expressions, but it showed one type of emotion. Anxiety. Were they afraid of him or the problem that will come? In the end, he was the one who crashed into their city.

(Fine, I don't want to ignite a race war in a peaceful city like this either).

"Let's just say that fate does not want you to die yet," said Lyon with a smirk.

(Father-in-law must be watching from a corner somewhere, well this is the perfect opportunity to show him one of my abilities).

Lyon raised his hand to the sky as mana gathered by his index finger.

*splurt

The world immediately froze still as Lyon opened his eyes wide. Blood sprayed his clothes in his disbelief. (What the...)

The giant breath no more as his heart exploded into a bloody mist in front of the pedestrians. Only until the last drop of blood touched the ground that they woke up from the trance.

"Eeek!" The one closest to the corpse crawled back as his index finger pointed at Lyon, "Y-y-you humans are merciless! Merciless!"

"Hahaha, kid, looks like someone play you dirty."

"I guess someone really wishes to die by your hand."

The two grandfathers had a grin all over their faces.

"Please get out of here! Murderer!"

"I knew it, you humans are always deceitful and merciless!"

"Get out of here!"

"Get out of here!!"

The scorn started to rain down on him. Insults, unwelcome phrases, they all came from both of his ears. He was about to heal the giant but to his surprise, the giant dies before he could even write the spell. It was understandable that the pedestrians would pin the blame on him. The set up was too perfect for him to prepare a counter. (Looks like someone wants to start a war between humans and demi-humans huh or maybe the war has already begun? Interesting, what kind of conflict this world has? I'm intrigued).

"I didn't kill him," said Lyon as he smiled inwardly. (Alright then, I will play your game for a while).

"You liar! You even pose before his heart exploded!"

"Yeah! We all saw it with our own eyes!"

"Get out of here human!"

"You're a disgusting race!"

"What's this commotion about?"

A deep voice broke the ruckus that was happening. The pedestrians started to make way for a man with a black long coat. He had a slim figure and fairly long blonde hair. His eyes were deep blue as an ocean and his face was beautiful for the standard of a man. Deep leadership aura was permeating from the way he walked alone but his ears were a dead giveaway of his race.

(I knew it, Jugen looks exactly like an elf but his ears are not that pointy, I swear, those could be used for a weapon on its own) thought Lyon as he chuckled.

The man furrowed his eyebrows as his gaze landed on the dead giant.

"Dhaos..." he muttered.

"Human, did you kill Dhaos?"

Lyon crossed his arms, "If you're talking about the giant, then no. I did not kill him."

"Liar!"

"Yeah! Look! The human even destroyed the entrance of the guild hall!"

"He even poses before Dhaos's heart exploded into a bloody mist!"

The elf furrowed his eyebrows even further as he glared at Lyon. "Is that true human?!"

"I told you, I did not kill him," said Lyon. Even under the pressure of the entire city and a powerful cultivator in front of him, his calm brought about a silent fear within the pedestrians.

"Then what proof do you have that you did not kill him?"

"None."

His quick and casual answer surprised the elf and the pedestrians. They thought that he would lie out of this and they even prepared a barrage of facts to counter it, yet it was naught.

Killing intent started to surge out of the elf and enveloped Lyon's figure.

Lyon slowly blinked before he sharpened his gaze toward the elf. The elf opened his eyes wide as he could feel the killing intent he surged vaporized in a blink of an eye. His body started to feel cold as his goosebumps rose up high as if he was electrocuted. His breathing was halted as his heart started to beat faster, an anticipation of his brain in the sense of danger.

"I am to be confined till further investigation right?" said Lyon with a smirk.

His voice woke him up from the dreadful aura that choked his soul, "Huh? Y-Yeah."