Emperor's Reckoning

Inside a cave in Kafrin clan was a recuperating ancestor with his beard swaying with the wind. His avatar had been slain by Lyon during their encounter in Snake Den thus left a soul wound inside him.

A wounded soul was really tough to heal than physical ones and the medicine for it was even rarer, not to mention the sky-high price. Currently, in Deo, the pill-makers capable of making such medicines were probably among the top three. Even a big empire might not have one, not to mention a mere clan.

The ancestor's eyes suddenly twitched before he vomited blood. With blood stricken mouth he spoke while his hands trembled, "My-my-my lineage is dead! It's over... it's all over!". He slumped down before screaming as if he lamented the gods above.

His cries echoed inside the cave as his hair slowly disheveled and his face grew more wrinkles than it should. The rapid age progression wasn't the side effect of the method he cultivates but it was from the tragedy of loss.

As Lyon's face crossed his mind, the sadness on his face instantly turned into rage. "I will not rest until I kill you! I will use any means necessary to kill you and your beloved ones!"

With the new profound will, the ancestor left the clan signaling its end, but the seed of revenge had been planted as the storm started to brew once more.

However, the mood was different in Mist Clan as a new wave was crashing the city. Lyon Torga once again proved the impossible was possible. The young man killed two cultivators that were clearly above his own realm and they couldn't even fight back. The moment was decided in an instant and people couldn't exactly explain how the battle went, but the result was apparent.

The man himself didn't know that he did so much more than just that. He set an example that in battle, cultivator level and the realm they were in, was not the entire factor to win a fight. The treasure one's possessed, the quick wit, experience and so much more, could easily turn the tide of battle.

The talk of the town was currently on the bed with his eyes closed. It had been three days since the battle but Lyon didn't even budge. People closest to him began to worry that it might be much more serious than it looks but Kyoko quickly denied it.

Her eyes could clearly see the torrent of which mana was absorbed into his body. "He should wake up very soon," said Kyoko softly.

Before anyone could react, Lyon's eyelids moved a little. As he opened his eyes with the speed of a snail, his vision gradually becoming clearer. "Ngh?"

"Lyon!" suddenly he felt a warmth embrace on his neck as wavy purple hair lightly brushed his face. He was about to make a joke out of it before he felt a warm liquid touching his cheek. With a gentle smile, he lifted his other arm and caressed her back.

"Hey, it's fine, I'm fine, so stop the crying okay?" the soothing voice slowly calmed Luna's heart.

She slowly retracted her embrace before facing Lyon's face. Their eyes locked each other as if the surroundings were a mere figurine.

Luna's heart beats faster each half a second, the only man in her heart was in front of her right now. The moment they met, the time they spend, the way he came to rescue her kingdom. (Honestly, when exactly did I fall for you?) thought Luna as she was getting closer to Lyon's face.

The image when she offered the vice-president position, the moment where he comforted her in the bathroom, the moment where he came with a blasting announcement and abolished her arranged marriage. She was affirming these memories as she felt a warmth feeling running through her heart.

However, there was always a shadow covering her mind. Lyon was popular with women and all of them were beautiful and more talented than her. All she had was her status as a princess and president of the student council. There was definitely a little chance that Lyon would fall for her.

As the doubt was growing stronger, she stopped her advance and they just ended up staring at each other.

*ahem

Kyoko interrupted them with a cough, she was mature enough to see that they would pause at that motion if it were to be left alone.

The cough made Luna's face red as a tomato as she realized she wasn't behaving like she was normally. A princess was usually the one that is pursued by their suitors but this time the princess was the one making the first move. This occurrence was rare to nonexistent except if it was arranged marriage. "I-I'm sorry!" said Luna as she lowered her head.

Lyon was not dense enough to ignore these little details of her action. (You are lucky I'm not stupid emotionally) chuckled Lyon inside.

With a smile, Lyon used the arm he was caressing Luna with to write a spell. Even though the surroundings noticed what's happening the couldn't stop it. "Basic Magic, Iluminate!"

Three white circle magic brands suddenly appeared behind Luna's back and illuminate the room. The surrounding including Kyoko couldn't help but covered their eyes.

"Huh, what?" Luna was confused as to what happens. However, before she could turn around he felt something was touching her chin and lifting her face.

*kiss

Her eyes were opened wide as opposed to Lyon who had his eyes closed. Nothing could describe the feelings she had at this moment. All the doubts she had were dissolved like a cotton candy falling into the water.

Lyon then felt his nape was being pressed by gentle soft hands. Their lips continued to lock until the window beside his bed opened with a sudden gust of wind.

As she tucked some of her hair behind her right ear she looked at Lyon with a smile, "I love you"