Emperor's Reckoning

"Hoam~"

The young man stretched his jaw as his eyes narrowed to a slit. He put his hands on his own butt before he scratched it. His eyelids felt like a mountain but he managed to pull the curtain up.

His view was not very bright at first. and it took him several seconds before he regained his clarity.

The young man got up before he looked over the room he slept in. The sun was still up in the sky but the broken windows got his eyebrows to furrow. The sharp glasses were scattered on the wooden floor as some were on the fur carpet.

(Is this Sylviana's room?) the young man thought.

The last time he was in her room the glass window was shattered, though, not to this extent.

"Emperor Lyon."

"Hm?" Lyon looked over to his side before founding Assid has knelt with a rolling tray beside him. "Hmm, I'm not even surprised that you're suddenly here."

Lyon narrowed his eyes as he didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing. He was even surprised by his own adaptive capabilities.

"I-I'm sorry," said Assid as he suddenly kowtowed until he banged his head to the floor.

The loud bang of his head against the floor immediately cracked the wood and made Lyon open his eyes wide.

"N-No, there is no need to apologize," said Lyon before he tried to get out of the bed.

"No Emperor Lyon, you must rest first," said Assid. "Here lean back and let me put the silver tray for you to eat. Today I manage to hunt some deers."

"A venison?" said Lyon as he raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, the main protein is a venison," said Assid proudly.

Lyon shamelessly nodded while tightening his lips. He leaned back as Assid immediately put the tray on top of his lap.

The meal was glazing good as all main sources of nutrients even the micronutrients were accountable. (I expected nothing less from the guy with a butler suit) thought Lyon before he dug in.

"Oh yeah," said Lyon after swallowing his food. "Don't call me Emperor Lyon, call me young master instead."

"W-What?!" Assid shouted in disbelief. The professional butler suddenly acted out.

"What?" asked Lyon.

"That's a heavy request, Emperor Lyon!" said Assid. "Everyone needs to know that you are the emperor, the one and only Emperor Lyon! The greatness of your return will blaze through Heaven and Hell alike!"

"Then let me ask you a question," said Lyon. "If I'm an emperor, where are my subjects?"

"T-That's... me!" said Assid.

"Besides you?" said Lyon as he pointed his fork at him.

"Well..."

"Not Kesya and Graham either."

Assid stood silent with his hung down.

Lyon slowly chewed his food as he looked at his general. He swallowed his food. "You know something, did you not?"

His question made Assid flinch and the slight movement was caught by his eyes.

"It's alright if you don't want to answer," said Lyon as he returned to his grub.

"I-I'm sorry, Em— I mean, young master," said Assid.

"En, it's alright," said Lyon before he returned back the tray. He got up from his bed before stretching his arms to the sky.

He walked up near the window. His bare feet broke the glasses but the sharpness of it couldn't manage to graze his skin. His eyes looked at the field below before noticing that the other windows were shattered and destroyed.

"What happened?"

"Em— I mean, young miss Cecile was practicing with Kesya the other day. This was merely the result of their training."

"Collateral damage," said Lyon as he smiled wryly. This was not their home but his wife couldn't care less.

"Then how about Garuda? Did he get mad?" (That's a dumb question, to be honest).

"No, Garuda was smiling instead," answered Assid.

"With tears in on his face?" said Lyon with a smile.

"Yes," Assid smiled.

"Then, Assid," said Lyon before he turned around to face him.

"Yes, young master?"

"Do you have money?" said Lyon with a grin.

"Money?"

"Yeah, I need to repay Garuda for the cheap glasses, but I don't have any money on me."

"Young Master, you don't need to repay him any money."

Lyon furrowed his eyebrows.

"Young miss Cecile has taken care of it. The Treas would reimburse him, she said."

(Oh, that's right! My wife is loaded!) thought Lyon as he just realized that she was technically his sugar mama.

"Hahahaha!" Lyon crossed his arms as he faced the roof.

"Hm?" Lyon looked down before he noticed the woman of the hour standing in the middle of the field with Graham standing opposite her.

"Are you ready Graham?" said Cecile with a smirk on her face.

The half-giant with ashen hair nodded, "Yes, mistress."

He entered a stance, something that none of his current enemies ever saw him do. Graham's eyes turned sharp. The opponent before her was none like the weaklings he had faced before.

Some might call her insane or truly devilish. To stand right in front of Graham so relaxed even if the atmosphere felt as if Heaven fell on their shoulders.

"I AM READY!"

Cecile raised her eyebrows before she turned around. Her eyes dilated as she looked at the arrogant young man standing near the window smiling at her. She raised her arm to gesture Graham to move away.

Graham bowed with a smile on his face. The training had changed upon the arrival of his master.

She smirked before taunting him with her finger to come at her.

Lyon closed his eyes with a smile before he leaned forward as if he was falling down off of the window. His eyes opened just at the right angle before he leaped toward her, leaving behind a loud sonic boom whilst his arms were still crossed.

Cecile grins as she entered her stance.

Lyon somersault before getting both his foot to strike Cecile. The latter naturally blocked it with a cross of her arms.

Both of them smiled at the moment of impact before Cecile was pushed back by the force. Dragging the soil of the field she held back the first strike just fine.

Lyon landed on his feet before a whisp of deadly silent wind made him open his eyes wide. Cecile was already gone and sneaked behind him. Her pupils had already turned horizontal slit and gray.

(Already?!) thought Lyon as he smiled wryly. Four golden tails immediately formed in an instant as he dodged her kick.

Furious punches and furious kicks were let out but Lyon nimbly dodged nearly all of them whilst blocking the rest of them. The power of the Calamity Goat was no joke, especially the host.

"Wah! That's amazing! Go Emperor!" said Kesya as she cheered from the side.

"We should cheer both of them," said Graham before he whispered with his right hand turned into a fist, "Gₒ, ₘₐₛₜₑᵣ!"

Assid stood by the side of the window before jumping down elegantly. He let out a sigh before showing up with a smile. "There would be a whole lot of cleaning after this."

"W-What's going on?!" said Priscila as she ran outside after the tremor in the city was not stopping at all.

"Ah, ah..." Garuda was in a tight spot as the cultivators in his city has turned to panic.

"Oh? Why are they fighting?" asked Jin.

"You!" said Priscila while hurriedly running toward him with glaring eyes.

"W-What?"

"How can you be so calm about this?!"

"How can you be so anxious about this?"

"Tch! Don't you see that our daughter is fighting against our son-in-law?"

"So what?" Jin yawned despite his head was slightly feeling lightheaded because of the constant tremor.

"What do you mean so what?! We should stop them! Especially you! Be a man and stop them!"

"Hey, you just want to pin the hard part on me!"

Assid looked at Lyon's in-laws were actually fighting over who to stop the training couple instead of doing something. He immediately stood beside them before making a light cough.

"You do it!"

"No, I already bring Lyon here, the rest is up to you!"

(Eh?) Assid was dumbfounded that his light cough was not enough to temporarily stop their fighting. He put his hand right in the middle of them, "That's enough."

The two of them abruptly stopped before looking at Assid.

"Missus and Master, they are not fighting but training, oh look they are taking it to the sky."

The contact of their blows dispersed the thick clouds even those ones that were about to send rain to the city. The gray aura and the golden aura struck each other with might that sundered the space to a dangerous limit before both of them suddenly disappeared and the tremor abruptly stopped.

"Oh, they're gone, I guess that's it then, I'm going to take a walk," said Kesya as she tip-toed suspiciously.

Graham casually grabbed her collar before picking her up. "We are staying here."

"Hehe, Senior Graham, don't you want to know what your master is doing with his wife?"

"No."

"Hmph! Blockhead!"

"Whatever," said Graham. He could very well hold his grip until the end of their lifespan if he wanted to, so there was no way Kesya could leave.