Emperor's Reckoning

"YLyon was heading out of the mansion with his teeth slightly gritting from the pain of biting his own tongue.

Remembering the flustering face that Sylviana made him snorted with a smile. "At least I get that out of her system."

(There is no way that she would be fine after acting like that) thought Lyon as he shrugged his shoulders up.

Grabbing his hand just as he was about to leave. The red flag was blatantly waved against his face. (Besides, she didn't need to thank me, I owed her a big deal. Would I have been transported anywhere else, I probably wouldn't have survived before meeting Selena).

Lyon shook his head with a smile before he went toward the town. The radiant mother nature immediately filled his eyes before he put a shade on it with his hands.

The bustling market immediately stopped the moment he stood out. The seller that was handing the pocket change paused midway as his face gawked at the young man's sudden presence.

"That's!"

"Oh my that's Lyon Torga!"

The local cultivators immediately rushed in against him.

"W-What's going on?!" muttered Lyon seeing the masses coming towards him with no clear intention.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master~."

"Young Master♥."

No matter if they were bachelorette or an old man. They were all coming to greet him. The reimbursement for the disaster was worth almost ten times their monthly income. The prosperous city left no one becoming homeless. All in the courtesy of the youth.

With no increment of the taxes from Garuda's side. The locals immediately felt the benefit from the reimbursement.

"Stop right there."

Assid immediately presents himself toward the incoming wave of cultivators. "Young master wanted peace and calm, please resume to your daily routine. Any formal request to meet him will have to go through me."

He readjusted his glasses with a slight push from his middle finger. The glasses revealed his sharp eyes before he said, "Got that?"

The cultivators shrieked before the scrambled back. The visitors or cultivators from outside of Garuda City also adapted to it.

Lyon looked at them going back to their usual activities with a sigh. (I guess becoming popular is not as good as one thinks it would).

He patted Assid's shoulder, "Tell me what happened."

(You're as sharp as ever) thought Assid before he explained everything regarding their sudden urge to welcome his young master.

"I did that?" said Lyon as he raised one edge of his eyebrows in disbelief.  (Wow, I guess, we did go a little overboard there, never thought that the afterglow would be relandscaping the whole world).

"Well, good job Assid," said Lyon as he nodded.

"Thank you, young master."

"See, young maser is better to my ear than Emperor. Oh by the way, where are the other two?" asked Lyon.

"Graham is currently sleeping."

"What? Really? Wow, I never thought that he was the lazy type," muttered Lyon.

"No, young master, he had been standing on guard the whole time you and Miss Cecile indulging in. The catastrophe didn't befall on the city because of him."

"Oh... that makes sense. Wait, I still never thought that he would be resting on his own though."

"He didn't," said Assid as he nodded.

"Ah, I see," said Lyon as his eyebrows twitched. (You make him sleep, didn't you). "How about Kesya?"

"Kesya, she is... I'm sorry young master, but I don't know where she is," said Assid before he suddenly knelt and created a scene.

Lyon let out a sigh, "You don't need to kneel Assid."

Assid immediately stood up after his words dropped.

Lyon almost jolted away from the sound-breaking speed of his general standing up. His heart almost leaped out before he let out a sigh once more. "Do I have any visitors?"

"Yes, many curious eyes were coming to this world."

"Oh really?"

Assid nodded, "Zet, the young man at the picnic was coming into visit on the very day of your indulgence."

"Please don't call it indulgence," muttered Lyon as he shook his head.

"I'm sorry."

"Ah! No kneeling!"

"T-Then, what do you want me to call it?"

"Eh? Hm...." Lyon never thought that Assid would as something like this. He was contemplating hard before tapping his own palm with his fist. "Call it a duty."

"Yes, young master."

"So, what happened to Zet?"

"I sent him home."

"You sent him home, unconscious?"

"Yes, young master."

"Well, at least you sent him home," said Lyon.

"The patriarchs from the three great families also came to visit," said Assid.

"Really? Hah! The big shots finally came, huh," said Lyon as he crossed his arms.

"They did nothing but stand to watch in awe, pretty pathetic to be honest," said a familiar voice.

Lyon raised his eyebrows before something letched on his back and nibbled his ear.

"Kesya."

"That's me," answered the woman.

Assid furrowed his eyebrows. "Kesya please step down, you are demeaning his grace."

"Oh don't be so uptight Assid," said Kesya before she stuck her tongue out.

Lyon waved his hand, "It's fine Assid."

"They have an emergency meeting just a while ago, and I just got back from there," said Kesya.

"Emergency meeting?" asked Lyon before he further continued, "For what?"

"For you, of course, hehehe~."

"For me?" said Lyon as he smirked. "What did they say about me?"

"Well, I don't get into that much detail but they don't know what to do with you. However, one of them certainly and blatantly said that he was afraid of you."

"Ho~," said Lyon as his head expanded. "What else?"

"There is nothing more significant than that. Oh, but the matriarch of the Yuki clan or whatever those ice women are called is probably a real beauty behind the veil."

"Ho?! Now that's a piece of significant information! Hahaha!" said Lyon as he laughed against the sky.

"Then, our objective is clear, we must pay a visit to the Yuki clan!" said Lyon as he pointed forward.

"Nope, we are going to Heaven," said Assid. "Remember the tournament?"

"Tch!" Lyon clicked his tongue.