Emperor's Reckoning

Cecile let out a sigh before she got off the bed. She reached out to a robe that was hanging on the hanger. It covered her beautiful figure nicely but she didn't bother to tie it into a knot.

"A twin sister, huh," muttered Cecile as she stared at the dark of the night.

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"Ah~" Lyon yawned as he arrived at the gate of Garuda City. He really left that guy on the island alone.

"I'm so tired all of the sudden," said Lyon as he let out a sigh. He pulled off the thin cloth that covered his nose down and let everyone in their surroundings gasp. He couldn't care less at what the onlookers were saying amongst themselves. He entered the city with the pair of guards bowing with the utmost respect.

"Greetings, young noble, Lyon Torga."

Lyon was walking with his back slightly hunched. The posture did not convey his status at all but everyone wouldn't dare to comment on it. He waved his hands as he passed the two guards.

His eyes felt sore all of a sudden as he walked to the middle of the road. The market was calling his name under the bustling night. However, he didn't respond to any of it, not even a spare of his smile did he give.

Graham was straight and walk forward with a smile on his face while Kesya put her hands behind her back with a grin on her face. Lyon didn't know how much thrilled they were being able to walk behind him again.

"Hm?" Lyon raised his eyebrows before he looked up. His lazy eyes slowly opened wide as he saw a silhouette standing at the topmost of the building. He slowly narrowed his eyes in doubt before a strong gale suddenly hit the crowded city.

"W-What?!"

"What happened?!"

"A storm is coming?!"

The powerful wind made them cover their faces as dust swirling around the city but the three were unaffected.

The silhouette jumped from the top of the building before landing right in front of Lyon. The figure was wearing a cloak that covered her face and features.

Under the grueling wind, Lyon's back slowly pulled back as his eyebrows rose. Graham and Kesya suddenly knelt in respect as Lyon's mouth couldn't be closed.

The figure pulled the cloak before Lyon's pupils shrunken. He suddenly remembered at the time where he was facing that Deo Stone to scale his talent. The world broke before a beauty descended from the cracked open space. The spatial storm was licking away but the beauty was unfazed by the challenging lightning.

It was her appearance that day that changed his fate.

"S-Selena?" Lyon called out as he nervously reach out toward the figure. There was no mistaking that beautiful ocean blue eyes with that midnight black hair of hers. She left impressions almost comparable to his Cecile.

Selena smiled before she walked forward toward the nervous Lyon. He didn't manage to spare a word before she embraced him. The warm feeling was undeniably solace and peaceful despite the raging wind. She smiled before reaching out to his ear. She let out a warm breath of huu~.

Lyon instantly turned a shade of red but his eyes didn't resemble that of embarrassment, in fact, his snorting nose belied the word. He was no virgin of a commoner, he was Lyon Torga. The man didn't wait before touching his beloved woman right on the curve. However, his eyes opened wide before he could even feel the fabric as he hear her words.

"No, I'm not.." she clicked her tongue before the alluring voice continued with one word, "Selena."

Graham and Kesya opened their eyes wide before they immediately leaped forward. However, their speed seemed slower than they usually were as 'Selena' suddenly pushed Lyon at them. Graham immediately caught his master but Kesya was too late as a wind from opposing direction was blowing her vision away.

The crazy wind stopped before the lady that was not Selena disappeared right under their eyes. In ancient times this feat was worthy of praise. They managed to escape his generals and him altogether.

The streets were sent to disarray but no harm was done except for some goods that the merchants sold.

"W-What was that?"

"That was some crazy wind."

"My apples!"

The people turned into panic only for a moment before calming down and taking it as a natural disaster. All of this happened because of a single glance against the young man that had been the talk of the Mortal World. Not even a natural disaster would hinder him. The poise stature of Lyon ignited their heads to shake in admiration.

"Are you alright, master?" asked Graham from behind him.

"I'm fine I guess," said Lyon as he let out a disappointed sigh.

"Darn, she is fast," thought Kesya before she glanced down and looked at her clenched fist. There was a piece of torn fabric from 'Selena's' cloak. "Never thought that there would be an imposter."

She turned around before saying as she walked, "Lord, I got this piece of fabric from her clo....— of course."

Her eyes twitched as she said the latter words to herself. Her lord was holding a piece of garment, not torn but completely usable.

It was a bra. A beautiful lingerie bra that would cost a fortune. The scent permeating out of it was feminine but a hint of wild was there. Lyon's nose slightly twitched before his disappointing sulk turned into a smile, "I don't know who the imposter was but I got a souvenir hahaha!"

His laugh abruptly stopped as he saw the onlookers were looking at him differently now. He made a fake cough, "Kesya you see nothing tonight right?"

Kesya shook her head before shrugging her shoulder (Were it the real Empress Selena, you would have taken your Tetragram Chariot).

"Graham?" asked Lyon as he raised one of his eyebrows.

"Absolutely none my master," answered Graham with a nod.

Then Lyon looked at the onlookers, "You guys too right?"

"C-Certainly!"

"Oh look I wonder what happened just now? Must have been the wind, ha, haha, hahaha."

"Don't worry young noble, I was blind one minute ago."