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The Moonlight Swordsman

Chapter 268 Infrit’s Cry
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This fucker,"

[It's you, Master]

Forget it for now; it's good we don't have to deal with gaming shit."

Aizel stepped out of his room. 

"There is still time for the evening. Do you wanna head early?" Aizel asked.

"Why do you wanna head early there? We don't even spend much time here, and Alora always lives here alone. 

"Let's spend some time with her here; we will leave at night," Shelly replied.

"Ok cool. I was just asking, you know."

Aizel sighed and grabbed the chair to sit on.

"So now, Aizel is going to fight against two mages in front of everyone," Shelly said.

"Okay, that's pretty interesting stuff that's happened till now. 

"Aizel fighting two insects together doesn't make any difference," Alora replied, nodding.

"Do you really think the fight will be easy? That blonde-haired bastard must have something up his sleeves. 

"He is the head of a noble family after all."

"What can he even do? He can't appoint a Grade IV mage in the match because Aizel is still Grade II. The only option he will have is to use any type of magic artifact," Alora replied. 

"Magic artifact," Aizel murmured.

"Aizel, do you have any magic artifacts?" Shelly asked.

With a flick of his wrist, Aizel unveiled a gleaming obsidian bracelet, its polished surface reflecting glimmers of mysterious enchantment.

"A bracelet, what does it do?"

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"It's a fucking cool armor," Aizel replied.

"And here I thought you would have something cool artifact that can destroy anyone with a simple flick of your hand or something like that."

Aizel fell out of his chair after hearing that comment from Shelly.

[Hahaha, Yo Armor, it seems you are not worth it to be called a magic artifact.]

But the bracelet didn't respond or show any signs of activity.

[Oops, I forgot. You can't do anything without mana, hahaha]

Stop making jokes, or the next joke you will hear from me when I will be shoving you in the hole of different people's asses."

[Master, I was joking. Don't mind me huh armor]

I need to give a proper name to this armor."

"Hey guys, do you have any name suggestions for the armor?" Aizel asked.

"Hmm, what's your armor like? It will be easy to suggest some names," Shelly replied.

"My armor is full of black cover; it is, I think, made from different mythic monsters, and it is kind of alive.

"It's really tough, and it can cover my whole body within a second. It has small fan blades that even spin and generate power inside my body.

"I can then spew fire like a dragon; it also absorbs the blood from the surrounding area or from me and can even heal me to some extent. 

"It also releases some steam smoke, which can have many different uses. That's all I have discovered till now." Aizel explained everything he knew about the armor. 

"Did someone install a sports car engine or something like that in your armor?" Shelly asked when she heard the explanation.

"You can think like that."

"What are you calling about now?" She asked.

"H..Hellfire roaring armor," Aizelr replied, weakly.

"What bullshit that is, hahahaa...."

"Infrit," Alora said.

"Infrit?" Both of them looked towards her.

"Infrit's cry." 

"Infrit's cry... Sounds good to me," Shelly said.

"Yeah, then that's it. From now your name will be Infrit's Cry. 

"The name bestowed by none other than our cute Alora," Aizel announced while looking at his bracelet. 

"Cute...Do you really think I am cute?" Alora asked as she quickly rushed to Aizel's side.

"Of course you are," Aizel replied as he patted her head.

He bent down on his knees and looked into her eyes.

"I am sorry, Alora. I can't spend much time with you, but I won't forget every single thing you have done for me. I am sure you have done more than that."

"Y..you don't make me emotional. Just promise me you won't leave me ever." Alora said, her eyes becoming a little watery from the emotions.

"Even if every world collapses, I will create a new world where you will be there with me forever," Aizel replied.

"Y..You... Alora sighed.

"Now look at you. Despite not dating anyone in your life, you surely know how to win someone's heart." Shelly replied.

"I will take you with me too, Doc."

"Stop it, idiot."

"hehe,"

"Now let's head back. See you soon, kid," Aizel said.

Alora nodded and stepped a little further. 

And with the help of her power, both Aizel and Shelly were teleported back to the Xelgar. 

Suddenly, Aizel and Shelly found themselves back in the hall of their home.

There, with the ambient noise of their surroundings serving as a soft background score, Vespara and Daisy carried on an enthusiastic chat.

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"I really can't understand how that litt...how my lady can even do this without even using the magic circle," Vespara said, looking towards both of them.

"You know hag, she can do so many things that you will be even scared to imagine," Aizel replied with a creepy smile.

"Don't tease her," Shelly said, slapping his back a little.

"So what were you guys doing?" Shelly asked.

"Nothing, just discussing the match tomorrow. The venue has been decided and will be held within the premises of the Felgura Castle." Vespara replied.

"Nice, I won't have to travel somewhere far for this shit," Aizel replied.

"Are you prepared enough?" Shelly asked.

"Yeah, well enough."

"Do you want to bet something? We can do it in your place." Vespara said.

Aizel pondered a lot when he looked around his room.

"This place now seems small."

Vespara smiled after hearing that and nodded.

"Leave the rest to me now."

"Hehe"

*Knock*

"I didn't even sense anyone; how?" Daisy suddenly spoke after hearing the knock.

"Don't worry, darling; you can't sense him now," Vespara replied.

"Don't tell me..." Aizel said as he walked towards the door to open it. 

Aquarian, the revered Water Saint, appeared as Aizel's hand pushed open the door.

The saint's countenance, adorned with a gentle smile, emanated an aura of tranquility and purpose. 

*Bam*

Aizel closed the door and walked away from there. 

"How rude of you, little brother," Aquarian said.

He was already standing beside Vespara.

Note: Infrit's Cry- the name credit goes to ExtractedBullet.