Emperor's Reckoning

Lyon retracted his arm as Zeth fell down with his eyes wide open. Zeth knew that Lyon had enormous talent but he underestimated him, he thought that with his current cultivation it would be near impossible for him to reach such distance.

"Nobody shall ever use my women against me."

Lyon turned back and entered the magic brand that was silently formed behind him.

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Aelina and the others were anxiously waiting for his return. Out of the blue, he just chanted a spatial element spell and entered the magic brand. His action without a doubt caught them by surprise.

A figure calmly walked out of the magic brand before the women and the rest rejoiced. They immediately surrounded him, the man of a miracle.

"Where did you go?" asked Luna before she furrowed her eyebrows as she could see the bloodstain on half of his arm.

"To finish what he started," smiled Lyon.

The army gulped, (You're kidding right? He could even catch up with a returning stone?!). The stone was a rare item in Deo and the distance it could travel was quite lengthy but he could warp there with just a spell. They were glad that this young man was on their side, otherwise who knows what would happen.

"Sorry," muttered Lyon as his figure turned weak.

*splurt

His arms and body cracked as blood burst out from the wound.

Aelina opened her eyes wide as she realized what's happening. This occurrence happened back in Luderia. His body couldn't handle any more pressure from the blessing of a true dragon thus it broke. If only his cultivation were higher, to the point that he could freely manipulate the gift from his grandfather, no enemy would matter.

Luna immediately opened her arms as she caught the taller young man in front of her. Though he was bigger, her strength was enough to hold him from kissing the ground. Even if he was in a gruesome state, with blood bathing his face, she didn't show any disgust.

His hearing was a bit off as his consciousness slowly fading away. He could see the army and their leaders rushed toward them. Lyon put out a weak smile before he muttered a soft voice beside her shoulder, "Luna, sorry I dirtied your cloth."

Luna smiled, "Stupid, what are you talking about."

"Hold me a little longer, your hair, it smells nice," muttered Lyon as his consciousness finally rest.

Luna's cheeks turned bright red, but she couldn't reprimand him at the moment. He was already sleeping peacefully on her shoulder.

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Few days after the war against the mighty Heaven's Dawn. The news of their victories already lingered inside Nostria as this joyous occasion was celebrated by its multi-race citizen.

This victory not only proved to the world that Nostria had beaten a hegemon but the expansion of the land. With the size of the former Heaven's Dawn, the kingdom had leaped through the dragon gate. In less than a year, Nostria had become the kingdom that could rival that of Luderia.

However, the people didn't know the truth about Luderia's leader. They didn't realize that Luderia and Nostria could be considered the same but different at the same time. Since Lyon refused to be throned the king of the said kingdom, not because he felt incapable but because there was a greater matter at hand.

Sadly, Deo still had not entirely united since the remnants of the Legion in Deo managed to flee the battle. Not to mention that the late Zeth explained if they were just a small branch in Deo. Considering how powerful he was, it was ungaugable to measure the top leader of this ominous group.

Though there were lingering questions toward the aftermath, one thing was certain. Both the army finally got the chance to see the everlasting genius in action. They felt jealousy and proud at the same time, a hope that this young man could bring Deo to a new height.

The army couldn't help but speak of his name as they drank with one another. Spreading his feats to the corner of the world. However, as to how the world goes, it was becoming more and more absurd as the feats spread. One even said that Lyon slapped the leader of the Legion to death.

The subject they were talking about was currently resting as the consequence of his action. The combination of the blessing and using Scarlet drained his vitality to the brim even when he had three cultivation channels.

On the other hand, the woman he saved was currently standing beside him. She faintly touched her right eye as a smile planted her face. She thought she would die in the war but she woke up perfectly fine, she thought she would lose her right eyesight but she could see even better than before.

She asked which doctor was capable of pulling her off from the death's grip. Which doctor, could heal such a wound that was almost impossible to cure without a scar. They answer one common name, a name that was comparable to the word miracle. The holder of such a name was currently resting in front of her.

After days the man didn't wake up. She humbly asked the other to let her take care of his needs when he was still recuperating on the bed.

She was using a wet towel to wash his face. At that moment, the man's eye twitched.

"Nghh," muttered Lyon as he slowly opened his eyes.

He soon noticed there was a beautiful woman beside him, he squinted his eyes to regain his focus. The vision immediately become clear as he smiled against the woman.

"Fei, I'm sorry I-" Lyon couldn't finish his word as a finger hold his mouth.

"Thank you, Lyon," said Fei softly. Her voice was not like that of a general but a string of a harp that tuned the heart.

"Keep this a secret."

Lyon didn't know what he meant by that before she suddenly leaned in and caught his lips by surprise. His eyes opened wide in surprise as he couldn't believe a strong-willed woman like her would do this kind of thing.

The bliss was eternal as they captured this moment in their memories forever.

As their lips finally separated, she winked, "That's for saving my life."

Lyon was dumbstruck before he smirked and raised one of his eyebrows, "You know, I also killed the one that gave you the wound in the first place."