Chapter 129 Journey to the wasteland 2 (1/2)

Mars and Max followed after the knight, passing though numerous hallways until they reached the dept of the castle, on the way Mars transformed his eyes and grew out his horns which caused Max quite the scare but because of the knight he remained silent, soon they arrived at one of the inner rooms in the castle were several knights stood guard outside, the knight that was leading them walked up and opened the door and walked in. Mars and Max followed after and found themselves in a grand audience room, the room's floor was made of pure white marble and in the back of the room was a raised throne were a old man sat, he had gray hair and golden eyes that seemed to shine lightly he clearly was the king of Destra, the knight that was leading them walked forwards a few steps before he stopped and kneeled down

”vice principal of Destra's magic academy and his student Mars has arrived”

the king nodded and the knight got on his feet again before he turned and left, Max walked forwards along with Mars and stopped before he kneeled down, Mars however remand standing

”Mars you have to knell”

”no I don't”

Mars remained standing and locked eyes with the king that gave a wave which caused the guards inside the room to point their spears at Mars before he asked

”why do you not knell?”

”well there's a couple of reasons.... first you are not my king, I live in Green river secondly... dragons don't knell to anyone”

'other than Victoria I guess.... but that's because she's cut as hell'

the king narrowed his eyes and the leader of the guards yelled

”what dragon, your just a dirty half breed!”

”....guess so, well I'm 50% more dragon then you will ever be which makes me 50% more awesome than you'll ever be”

”YOU! don't get cocky you dirt half breed!”

just as the guard leader was about to order the guards to slaughter Mars the king yelled

”stop this nonsense at once!”

”but your majesty---”

”I said stop”

”yes your majesty”

the guard leader quieted down and sent a hateful glare at Mars, the king gave a soft sigh before he spoke again

”are you not afraid of death Mars?”

”....is that a threat?”

”no it's a genuine question”

”....no I'm not afraid of death”

”why not?”

Mars gave a wry smile

”who would be afraid of an old friend?”

the king's eyes widened for a moment before he fell silent and thought for some time until he finally stood up from his throne with a smile on his face

”everybody except for Mars is to leave the audience room at once”

the guard leader turned to the king with a stupid look on her face

”but you majesty we exist as you shield if you send us away how can we protect you!”

”....you heard me the first time right Michele?”

”y-yes your majesty but---”

”no but's! leave!”

”y-yes your majesty!”

one the way out of the audience room the guard leader glared at Mars, but that was the only thing she could do and soon only Mars and the king was left in the audience room

”I apologize for Michele's actions”

”I don't mind, it kind of cute how devoted she is to you”

the king gave a sigh and stood up from his throne and gestured to the back of the throne

”come with me there's a room behind here were we can talk”

”...fine”

Mars followed after the king and walked past the throne and into a small hallway were the two of them eventually reached a small but comfy room, the king sat down and Mars sat down across for him, for a time the both of them looked at each other without saying anything until the king spoke and asked

”you are a apostle right?”

”...yeah I am”

Mars pulled out the 13 pointed silver star and showed it off to the king, the king took a deep breath and calmed down before he leaned in and asked in a low voice

”you are also a living god right?”

Mars' eyes widened slightly before he closed his eyes and listened for sometime until he confirmed there was no one listening in to their conversation before he gave a nod

”that I am, I'm the current living god of energy, but how did you find out?”

”well there was a couple of clues, first you can tear space with you hands, secondly you did not bow to me, thirdly you seem unafraid of death and finally you are a apostle of the 13”

”I see... but where do you know about living gods from, to my understanding not meany mortals know about us”