86 First to Lose 2 (1/2)

”speaking of worrying, what exactly did I do while I was meditating?” Dyon looked up into the sky, but, the night sky had already calmed. Unbeknownst to him, it had been hours since his soul manifestation stopped distorting the inner world. So, the elders had long since fixed the breech.

The girl pointed to a book that Dyon had somehow missed on the ground, ”try moving it. I already tried while you were still meditating, but, it wouldn't move an inch.”

Dyon started, looking at the ancient tome. It was embedded firmly into the ground. It was an indistinct brown color and had a normal belt latching it closed.

Dyon absentmindedly picked the book up. The girl's eyes flashed as she realized moving the tome was nothing to Dyon, 'as I thought, it's here for him. Is it what I think it is?... there'll be a huge commotion…'

Dyon's mind shuddered as he immediately felt a connection with the tome. However, something told him that he wouldn't be able to open it. Much like the levels of the sage's tower, he could only wait patiently for the right day to come. But, the book itself seemed to increase aspects of his soul just by being in contact with it. His perception stretched out further, and he faintly felt that his soul defenses had increased to the peak of the 5th stage although his level was still at the lower 5th stage.

Dyon sighed, ”looks like I can't open it,” the book flashed and disappeared into Dyon's ring, ”does this have something to do with my soul manifestation?”

The girl's eyes sparkled, ”you nearly destroyed the inner world you know… that book came after your manifestation finally calmed down. You know, it isn't polite to want a girl to kneel by force,” she said in a slightly seductive tone, still feeling the effects of Dyon's demonic will.

Dyon's blood rolled, raging to the soft words of the beauty in front of him, 'kneel?' The image of the silver fairy kneeling in front of him was something he almost didn't want to wash away from his mind.

But, the beauty didn't let him ponder too much about it. With a smile, she rose into the air, floating away, ”I look forward to seeing your performance at the first-year ranking assessment although it doesn't seem like there'll be much suspense…”

Dyon raised an eyebrow, 'first year ranking assessment?' Dyon smiled, 'I guess it's about time I actually do school related things, hm? Maybe this time it won't get thrown off the rails by people trying to kill me.'

Fate seemed to look down, chuckling at Dyon's wishful thinking.

'I'll need to be careful of that beauty. My standards have to be higher than this.'

Dyon wanted nothing more than to only have Madeleine in his heart. But, at every turn, there was a new beauty forcing his essence blood to rage. It was getting annoying. That aside, he could only blame himself for his flirtatious personality. But, to Dyon, just flirting with a girl had nothing to do with having feelings for them.

He was determined to respect Madeleine above all. If a woman wasn't at the very least willing to resign themselves to a life they abhorred in order to honor the life they thought he gave up for them, they weren't worthy of standing with Madeleine as one of his wives.