Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 31: Protect (1)

Dyon’s eyes looked up emotionlessly, but the smirk on his features said it all. historical

The truth of the matter was that it wouldn’t have been impossible for Dyon to split his mind just one more way and teleport himself to the front of the Elvin Tombs so that King Acacia could drag him in. The problem with that would be the pocket dimensions that the three academies were nestled within.

When Dyon first came to the Elvin Kingdom, he had thought that it was so cool that they have separate Mystical Worlds for their academy grounds, but at the moment, he hated it very much.

The reason Dyon stayed behind was to make sure that the kitsune didn’t use their void will specialty to break into the now closed off Mystical Worlds. If they came to the Elvin Kingdom and found no one, Head Void would use his abilities to diligently search, and at that point, him finding those pocket dimensions would only be a matter of time.

For the sake of those students, Dyon had to find a way to distract their attention away from the Elvin Kingdom. Plus, his Uncle Acacia was still the Headmaster of Acacia Academy. The unfortunate part was that Dyon hadn’t thought far enough ahead to have a plan…

‘First and foremost, I have to recover my soul strength.’ Thinking to this point, Dyon hated his home universe even more. With the Energy Core, he should have been able to do so relatively quickly. But, the energy here was so scarce that his attempts were pitifully slow.

Of course, he had the energy from the bull-bird dung, however, that energy also needed to be processed into soul energy. It didn’t seem like that world his constitution was connected to had readily available soul energy like Soul Rend Quadrant did.

All of these things took time to go over, however less than a fraction of a second had passed since the kitsune ripped the roof of the palace away.

“Let me help you. The Queen told me I should.” Dyon heard the delicate voice of a very familiar and arrogant little fairy princess, Isla. “Your soul is very big though… It will take me at least a 5 min even with all this energy you’re funneling in.”

In shock, Dyon’s mind turned toward his Mind’s Eye to see Isla fluttering about. Delicate magical circles floated around her as her gold butterfly wings flapped gently.

Dyon suddenly felt that his drained mental energy had recovered by more than 50% in an instant, but what was even more shocking was that the little fairy was converting energy into soul energy faster than even his divine grade Soul Rend technique!

‘Ri is in another dimension entirely but the familiar summoned by her constitution can act autonomously? Just what kind of constitution is Elvin Queen’s Reign?’

“Head Void,” One of the kitsune turned toward the only dao formation expert in their midst, “It seems that this boy is the only one here. I can’t sense anyone else.”

“Do you think I don’t know this?” Head Void sent a sharp gaze toward the speaker, causing him to involuntarily take a step back.

The pressure of a dao formation expert descended from the skies, landing directly on Dyon. “Tell me what I want to know, and maybe you’ll have the chance to live.”

Dyon remained silent. With his Presence, energy suppression, even of the dao formation grade, no longer worked on him. Unless Head Void funneled enigmatic energy directly into his body, he’d still have full range of motion. However, Dyon had no intention of allowing them to realize such a thing early on.

“Where are the elves?” Head Void asked sharply.

“I don’t know.” Dyon answered simply.

Head Void’s brow furrowed. A mere essence gatherer dared to answer him so casually?

“Do you want to die?” Another Void kitsune stepped forward, roaring toward Dyon.

Dyon flinched for the sake of keeping up appearances, satisfying the vanity of the kitsune trying to get back into Head Void’s good books.

“I’m human, how could I know where the Elves are?” Dyon said in a weak voice.

The kitsune blinked before they realized that Dyon was in fact telling the truth. However, Dyon was inwardly smirking.

Head Tudo was a beast with cultivation far deeper than any of these eight, yet with her dull senses as a beast, albeit partly due to her bias, she completely misjudged Dyon. Knowing this, Dyon didn’t believe that any of them could see through him. Aside from being more handsome than usual, there was nothing special about him.

“Do you take us for fools?” Head Void growled. He normally would have swatted this child to death by now, but Dyon was his only clue to finding the elves. He was certain that there were four auras just moments ago, but then three vanished the moment his made his way above the castle, which was why he ripped the roof away.

“What could a normal human have to do in a Palace clearly built by the elves?”

“I said I didn’t know where they went, but I never said that I’ve never been affiliated with the elves.” Dyon spoke timidly. However, if one paid attention to something other than his tone, you would be able to sense the mocking disdain hidden within his sentence structure. “The elves have numerous failsafes in place, not to mention the ability to tell the future by sacrificing lives. My role in the castle is no different from a male prostitute.”

Looking at Dyon’s appearance, the kitsune couldn’t help but believe his words. Plus, they also knew that the elves were an ancient race, and had also heard about their ability to sacrifice a life for the sake of telling the future.

Dyon coughed, his voice hesitating slightly. “I am duty bound to tell you this due to the seal on my soul, however. The reason I couldn’t move before you entered is for this reason as well. The King told me to tell you that… You’d never see Aki Void again if you continued these attacks…”