YM778.TV Chapter 165 So in the end who was it?
"Jeremiah remove the veil"
[Yes Creator]
However, that move increases the horrified expression of the boy. It must been scary seeing the face of the person in front of you melt and morph into a different one.
It was like melting wax, the disguise disappeared revealing a red orange hair and yellow-golden eyes.
"Apollo!"
"Yes the one and only"
I walk closer to him making the latter stumble on the floor.
"Why so scared?"
"H-..ow!.."
He is so scared that he is stuttering over a single word.
"Hmm..." I hum amused at his reaction.
[Creator I detect more conversation regarding the incident this may become one of our clues]
"I see then I suppose I need to finish this immediately"
"Stay back! Don\'t come any closer!"
"And what are you gonna do, hit me? Go on do it and you might end up just like your father"
"Don\'t include my family here!"
"What do you mean don\'t include, didn\'t you and your precious family collude with the Monastery? Then your father faced death to an unknown being"
I snicker finding his struggle useless, though I admire how he still tries to fight back despite knowing he can\'t win. Legs tremble while the wand in his hand shakes tremendously.
"I thought kids in High class don\'t need wands and staff for casting"
[Wands and staff are also good for fast recovery of mana, Creator]
"Right I know, though I expected more, they look down on my class so much but they still rely on wands for casting"
[But you also use a staff when you fight those pirates]
"That\'s because I want them to see me being ordinary for once"
[But they already saw you blowing up things without needing a wand of staff]
"Ugh...you are right about that"
How can I forget about that, though I also used that staff for fast mana recovery and mithril weapon durability.
Now let\'s go back to our frightened opponent who still has his wand up in the air.
If you are going to cast just cast why have a stare-down battle with me?
"Aren\'t you going to attack?"
"That!.. My father, how did you know about him? As far as I remember the academy hid every information about them!"
Ah, was it like that? So this is how the Aster Academy protect its students, even hiding such information from the general public so that it won\'t affect their students.
"Well let\'s just say I am the one who killed him"
My voice was slow and cold and each word was greatly emphasized.
"That\'s right get mad, Terion Stannis, your father Theon would be glad to be reunited with you in the afterlife"
"You bastard!"
The wand was waved and a spell was cast quite slowly but decent to my standard. A shot of black flames hurled through the air darting towards my direction.
"Bulan" I whispered and my wind spirit wolf excitedly appeared from the insignia. Immediately he deals with a flying ball of fire. However, his excited expression soon vanishes when he sniffs the scent of the spell.
"Ah!...Ah, choo!"
Eh?
I was suddenly taken aback when the first thing he did was sneeze. Bulan\'s magic ends up getting haywire because of this a range of winds ravages the room.
[You forgot your wind spirit is allergic to dark element spells, purgatory black flames is a spell of fire and darkness element]
"Oh right I forgot"
"What the...." Terion dumbfounded mumbled seeing his best spell get blown up by a mere sneeze.
Even I would feel crumbled if that happened to me.
"No..." he said weakly his knees already meeting the floor while his precious wand fell on the ground.
"How can you be so strong! When you are merely a discarded trash of the duke\'s family!"
He continued to say though I don\'t care, his choice of words isn\'t creative enough to hurt me.
[Creator we are taking this far too long now]
"I am sorry," I think this is one of my problems I prolong things that should have ended sooner, I think that is the main reason I failed to get my brother killed during the hunting festival.
And so my mind went on to weave a spell and upon my will a gust of wind raised to bind my target.
"What are you going to do!"
"Now worries I won\'t kill you, after all the academy might hold me accountable...though I will make sure you won\'t get away unscathed"
From a wind spell the element I use changes and darkness takes over, from it the power of necromancy spurts giving birth to a spell.
"Veritas"
Pitch black smoke began to rise making Terion even more terrified.
"I\'ll tell you anything just please don\'t hurt me" he began to plead though I was not interested in hearing it.
"Seeing is better than just hearing" I said while Jeremiah sealed the entire room, no one shall hear or feel anything from here.
"Argh!"
Screams filled the room while Bulan and I remained standing near him.
Then a memory of an evening a few weeks after I killed Theon and captured the bishops Sergio and Elijah.
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"God damn it...damn it!"
Terion suddenly said while throwing a vase on the wall.
"How could that happen? Those bastards from the Sanchez family used to follow our every command in Ashcliff, but now they dare to ignore me!"
He went hysterical inside his room while going back and forth.
"Damn it what should I do, the imperial family confiscated our properties and I am only left with things that can sustain me until I finish my studies here. I don\'t even know if I can get a job inside any organization I was aiming for since they could detect my tainted mana"
Now he doesn\'t know whether to regret agreeing to his father\'s command, becoming part of the cult or blame the person who killed his family.
In the end, he decides to blame another individual he had no knowledge of.
"Arghh! Damn it! Why did they have to discover tainted manas? They even created a scanner and test evaluation to see anyone who could turn positive. Even if I graduated here with significant honors I won\'t be able to pass the evaluation test since I would turn positive. And my end would only be in jail or labs"
"Just what should I do"
The boy keeps walking around his room while his hand frantically digs into his hair almost pulling every strand of it.
"What should I do"
It\'s been a while since his father Theon Stannis died along with his army, near the site of the Monastery headquarters. Some say that they were there to vanquish the evil while others suspected that they were colluding with the enemies. In the end, the truth remains hidden from the public. However, among the elite houses and aristocrats, there is a talk of what truly transpires that night.
Among the tales is a knight with pitch-black armor, it was said that he single-handedly slaughtered the army of the house of Stannis. He has bladed wings as sharp as a sword while his speed can\'t be touched like a shadow.
"Father what should I do"
Said the boy who already didn\'t know what to do, but then in his darkest hour he heard a message. His communicator glows indicating a call from someone.
"Could it be a help?"
He immediately runs towards an orb and gently cradles it in his hand.
"Hello?" he spoke still confused about who could call him.
{Hello}
A person spoke and just hearing his voice he knew it belonged to a young man not so far from his age.
"Hello, who might you be?"
{My name is &@-£&£--&£+, I am your senior I know what\'s happening to you so I plan to give you a hand. However it won\'t be free, this is an offer you might say}
"Anything senior! I will do anything!"
The voice then chuckled liking his reaction.
{All you have to do is observe someone for me, that\'s all and you don\'t need to worry about your future}
"I will senior I will! Just tell me who that person is and I will keep an eye on him!"
{Good, well then I want you to observe Apollo Lionheart for me. From what I heard he is the rank 1 in your batch so he must be in the High class as well. Tell me anything he has been doing and you will be rewarded}
"Ah...Apollo...you see that might become hard senior"
The boy\'s previous enthusiastic approach disappears once he hears his name making the voice speak again.
{Are you giving up now? Well that\'s okay I can just offer this to somebody else}
"Wait no! I will do it senior I will accomplish this!"
{That\'s what I wanted to hear now then farewell, I shall call when I need to speak with you again}
The call ended and the boy was left alone in the room.
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That person who just spoke isn\'t my brother.
I know his voice and although I suspect he might be using something to mask his voice. His usual way of speaking isn\'t something that can be hidden easily. I should still be able to identify it. However, the person he just spoke to was different from my brother.
"So in the end who was it?"