1053 Nascent 3 (2/2)
The voice snapped Dyon back to reality. He could only stare down at the now exposed bone of his blood drenched fists, clenching them tightly.
”Dyon!” Two voices rang in Dyon's ears as imaged of Clara and Ri appeared in the skies. Although there weren't any Sapientia relay towers here, their distance from each other was close enough that it didn't matter.
Dyon shook his head. ”I'm fine. Those who should be paying for their mistakes are paying for them.”
The two women sighed in relief.
”What happened?” Clara couldn't help but ask.
Seeing their worried expressions, Dyon could only explain briefly. Despite the fact he had kept out most of the details, the two beauties couldn't help but pale in fright. Were they really that close to losing their husband?
”We should be together.” Ri spoke up. If she and Clara had been there, maybe things wouldn't have happened like that. At the very least, they could have vouched for Dyon's character.
Dyon sighed. ”Clara, it's best you help Ri claim the legacy. That Chrysanthemum, although she lost an exchange with Little Feu Glace, isn't so far behind her that she would lose if Ri was distracted by a resonance.”
Although Dyon didn't want the connection between Clara, Ri and him to be known before, after thinking about it, he preferred to take the risk in order to make sure Ri was protected. After all, there was no one questioning Ri's origins since it was confirmed that she was a member of the Snow Clan, they could just pass off Ri and Clara becoming friends as a coincidental meeting.
Clara nodded. ”I've already refined that dome treasure you gave me. No one will come even close to us.”
Dyon had decided to give the treasure he stole from Lilith to Clara. After all, with his soul sealed, he couldn't properly refine it. At the same time, it could give them an added layer of protection. It was especially suited to Clara's fighting style.
”Oh, also, I found your master's statue a few days ago,” Clara suddenly said, ”But the range on the necklaces was too short for me to contact you then. There are already a few people fighting over her then, so you should hurry over.”
Dyon nodded. He wasn't too worried, after all, his master had been here for thousands of years already. It was obvious she wouldn't pick someone easily. It was likely that people were only fighting over her because she was relatively new compared to the other statues here. What he was more interested in was why the saint floors had such powerful individual.
Either way, his fists were itching. His rage still hadn't subsided yet so he was really curious to find out what fools dare to try and take his master's legacy from him.