Chapter 2075 - Pleading (1) (1/2)

”… Me?”

The little prince who hadn't said a word from start to finish, until now, that is, was astonished. He hadn't thought anyone was paying attention to him, so how had these words so suddenly come out?​​

As for Dyon, he wasn't thinking about the little prince's reaction at all. Instead, he was happy that he would finally have a disciple younger than him, the way things were meant to be.

Seeing Dyon neither confirm nor deny, the little prince realized that he really was the one Dyon was speaking to. Unfortunately, just as Dyon was dreaming about ridiculous things, the words that came next threw cold water over his aspirations.

”… I appreciate your over-evaluating me, Sir Sacharro… But I want to be a warrior, not an alchemist.”

Dyon was speechless. Though he had asked, he hadn't even considered for a moment that he might be rejected. What a blunder.

The small cauldron over Dyon's shoulder suddenly began to spin furiously once more, violently shaking every which way as though to say: 'Who said alchemists can't be warriors?'

Grand Elder Vata smiled bitterly. ”Please forgive my grandson, he's always been very straight forward.”

Though Grand Elder Vata apologized, it seemed he had no intention of forcing his kin to accept Dyon's offer. It wasn't that he didn't understand the value of having such a master, but rather that he wanted to respect the little prince's decision.

”Ai…” Dyon sighed, patting his forehead. ”… I really have to destroy that damned Sacharro Clan, brainwashing everyone into believing soul path cultivators are weak, what an embarrassment.”

He waved his hand. ”It's fine, we'll see how you still feel the same way in a week. I was planning on going all out for this war, but I will use nothing but my soul and my wills from start to finish. If you somehow still haven't changed your mind after seeing how valiant your Master is, forget it.”

The little prince's lip twitched. Why was this man already calling himself his master?

”You and Saru will follow me to the vanguard. Emperor Shruti.” Dyon looked toward Saru's father. ”It's a lot to ask, but I hope you'll give me command of your warriors.”

As expected, the clamoring began the moment these words left Dyon's lips. How could an outsider command their warriors? It was preposterous.

Even Emperor Shruti frowned. Despite knowing Dyon's value, he really couldn't agree to such a thing.