97 Another Suitor? (1/2)

Without him even realizing, time quickly moved on. Greyson had already been staying on this mountain for two months. Some days, he would practice by himself, whereas other days he would battle with his sister, Rosalie. Each time they fought, it was mostly Greyson getting pounded into the ground one more time. However, as he continued to assimilate with his new power level and experimenting with spells, Greyson began to fight back better than before. He had yet to actually defeat her yet, but he knew that it was only a matter of time. His time on the Snow Dragon Peak was extremely relaxing as he was surrounded by resources and powerful grandparents who showered him with love and wise teachings to increase his prowess. The only thing that would make him worry time to time was Lucius. Through their contract, Greyson could tell that he was alive and well and that he was not coming into any harm. The red string around his wrist was still solid and strong, meaning that Lucius did not run into any danger. Although this was true, this made Greyson even more confused about how he ended up with the Snow Dragon tribe by himself. Why would Lucius drop him off here and leave? Was there a situation he was not aware of after sealing himself off?

He tried to shake any negative thoughts away from his mind and focus on training while he was in such a paradise, however, it was not easy to push away the unavoidable anxious worry and panic. Forcing all his thoughts into passion for meditating, Greyson started to understand that his connection with the world only grew stronger after this breakthrough. If before, he always felt that he had to purposefully pull mana into his body, now, it felt natural as if he and the world were already connected. This type of connection was new and still weak, but Rosalie told him that this connection would only grow stronger as he grows stronger. She explained that this was the reason that a human's lifespan will increase upon reaching higher levels. At one point, the world becomes an endless source of energy for the body and prevents it from breaking down per usual. Although this is not immortality, it was the closest a human could get to living forever. Legends say that if one becomes an Elemental God, they become immortals, but no one could corroborate this statement so most people believed it was false. Some people even believed that such a level does not exist. Otherwise, how could billions of years of history not record one single occurrence of an Elemental God?

Greyson was also unsure of his beliefs. However, there were many Elemental God believers throughout the different races. For the humans, it was the Church of Elos. Sister Lily was a believer of this church. Their message was not particularly harmful or bad. Elos was the name of a Light Elemental God who started as a doctor for the sick and a foster father to many until he became a God. His followers are all pacifists who work to heal the sick and raise the orphans. Actually, no one was even sure what the real gender of Elos is, his believers just like to imagine him as some peaceful and magnanimous old man. Greyson never really fed into the lessons he learned in the church, but he still respected the Church because he respected Sister Lily.

”Greyson, are you ready for our fight today?” A quiet voice broke Greyson out of his thoughts. Opening his eyes, he looked over towards the doorway towards his sister. Excitement filling his eyes, Greyson quickly rose from the ground to follow her out. Maybe today would be the day!

...

”Master, I do not know where this new boy came from, however, he will severely impact your plans the way things are heading.” A cold monotone voice spoke out. If Greyson were here, he would recognize this voice as the one from the man who was trying to pull Rosalie away the day that he first woke up.

”Hmmm... Heinios, have you done your research on this new person?”

”His identity is a complete mystery. Even using our connections in the surrounding areas, there was nothing about this boy. However, I can tell you, that he is also part elf like Lady Rosalie. When he first awoke, he had extremely similar features to her. Only, now, when I see the pictures drawn of him, he looks more like a Snow Dragon Beastman. My guess it that he is a mixed blood who miraculously has both a dragon bloodline and elf bloodline. A lot of the Snow Dragon tribe was upset because of the resources that were fed into his body while the boy was comatose. One of those was a Calming Fruit. Your servant is guessing that it was needed to allow the bloodlines to calmly interact. Recently, Lady Rosalie spends almost every day with this newcomer which does not bode well for any of her suitors. It seems that she may be thinking accepting him as her lover.” Never once did the man's voice waver as everything he said sounded like a plain everyday assessment.

”Hmph! Don't even mention those suitors around me. All of them are not worthy of being my rivals. This mixed blood thing also is not even worthy of being my servant. Rosalie has become arrogant just because she is Elder Brevre's granddaughter. Does she really think I want to marry her or something? Her looks are just enough to be my maid. I have been trying to take the nice route by allowing her to be full of herself and think I will chase her normally. However, some half-elf weakling like her wants to reject me? She doesn't know her place!” Pure pride reflected in this new voice. Heinios made no reaction, however, as he cast his eyes upon the man lazing on a Grecian couch. This new person looked to be around 30 years old. His entire body was rippling with toned muscle and beautifully bronzed skin. Golden hair and golden eyes peaked through the curtains on the bed. He sprawled himself out and allowed the female servants around him to massage and feed him. His face was undeniably handsome carried with obvious arrogance. ”What level is this new person at anyway?”

”From his battles with his sister, he is a magister level stage three magician.”

”That's it? Then it seems I don't even have to make a move personally. Just send one of my guards to take care of him. I've been missing Rosalie's company these few months. Since she is so inclined to avoid me, I want you to make sure she is brought before me even by force.” Waving his hand dismissively, he gave out his orders as deep possessiveness reflected in his golden eyes.

”Your servant understands.” Saluting, Heinios took his commands and quickly departed.

”Snow Dragons? They are just trying to fight the inevitable. They think they can be the kings just because they control two elements? I'd like to see what they can do against me. I will receive what I desire!”

...

Greyson was unaware of the new storm that was brewing. He was walking back with his head drooping in disappointment after eating another loss. Rosalie tried her best to hold in her giggles, but she could not help but think that her younger brother was too cute. Patting his head, she ruffled his fluffy hair. She wanted to speak a couple words to console him, but she was interrupted before she could get out a word.

”Oh, Rosalie, my goddess, my world~! Dear beautiful flower, you brighten my world just by existing!” A disgustingly familiar voice echoed from behind the brother-sister pair. Even Greyson shivered hearing such obviously flattering words in such a flippant tone. Turning around, he came face to face with a good-looking youth around his early 20s or so. He had short green hair and seductive looking green eyes. His lips seemed to be curved in a permanent smirk that made him always look like he was up to no good. Greyson frowned deeply before pulling Rosalie behind him. Out of all the suitors he had run into thus far, this man gave him by far the worst impression.

”Oh, oh, oh? Who is this beauty? Such young and innocent charms... I could eat you right up!” Licking his tongue suggestively, he eyed Greyson up and down. This time Rosalie pulled Greyson into a protective hug.

”Cerul! Don't you even think about it! You keep your dirty claws to yourself!” Bristling like a mother bear protecting her cub, she summoned a strong wind to push the newcomer back. However, the man just chuckled before easily blocking her attack. However, Rosalie just smiled instead as a large earth hand slammed the man into the ground with a loud smack. Crushed into the ground, Greyson flinched thinking that the guy was swatted away so violently just like a fly.

*Cough! Cough!*

”Rosalie, my dear. What did I say about attacking me? If you are so upset just say so, I do have an image to upkeep, you know?” Without a hint of embarrassment, the man quickly pulled himself up off the ground. Covered in dirt, all his former grace was no longer present for a moment. Getting the wind to blow off all the dust and flipping his hair cleanly, Cerul quickly restored himself to the earlier playboy look.

”My, my. What a bad habit my loose mouth has! If I knew he was so important I would not have said anything.” Slightly narrowing his eyes into crescents with a subservient smile, he did not seem to blame Rosalie at all. At this point, even Greyson realized that his sister did not actually treat this man with disgust. If anything, there was some annoyance and even helplessness towards his attitude, but she did not reject him like everyone else.

”Hmph! Whatever. Your philandering ways will never improve. Take a good look with your eyes, this is my younger brother! He is off limits permanently. If I see you within even a 10 feet radius of him, I will smash your face in until you can no longer see anybody for months. Shoo, shoo!” Flicking her hands towards him, Rosalie glared at him while indicating he should leave. However, the man just laughed and looked at Greyson with interest before sticking out his hand.

”Hello, little brother, I am Cerul from the Wind Dragon tribe.”

Although hesitant, Greyson decided to reach out to shake the man's hand and introduce himself.