Perverted Otherworlder 71 How Can I Not Be?

Lyon retracted his weapon and glared at the head of the clan. This battle was supposed to be a life and death one, what did it mean to stop it just before he finished the opponent?

"What is the meaning of this?" asked Lyon despite his fatigue. The sword had taken so much of his vitality, so fighting another battle was almost impossible. Even so, he didn't worry about what's gonna happen to him. He knew Ryona would do something before anything bad happen.

The head of the clan looked at Lyon calmly despite his tone. She was really calm and collected through in and out. n.o.body could guess what she was thinking. Especially with those snake-like eyes, people could feel the cold radiating from it.

The crowd was also eager to know what was going to happen next. The head never goes back on her words before, so this outcome really surprised them. What was going on probably deeper than their knowledge?

"Please give me some face and let this one slide," said the head of the clan with a tone full of respect. It was really rare for the head to do this, only a select people could make the head said something with that much respect. Not even a king would necessarily deserve one.

"On what basis, do you think I would do what you told?" asked Lyon. The crowd was surprised to see him actually tried to negotiate back with the head of the clan. Only madmen would do so, but then again only madmen would accomplish great things.

Even the head was a bit surprised seeing someone would talk back against her. It had been too long since she can remember the last time someone did so. Now the woman saw him in a new light. (So, he is someone with a backbone after all, interesting, I can't wait to see his reaction when he knew my ident.i.ty)

"You will know when the time comes," said the head of the clan. The woman's sentence made Lyon confused. (What is she implying? Do I know her?) thought Lyon.

Glancing at the elder who only had a breath left, Lyon was confused about what he should do.

"Tell me, is he going to be dead in the end?" asked Lyon. This was what Lyon worried the most, he won't let a seed of revenge spread even if its an old man. One of the many reason cultivators fell was because they thought an ant wouldn't grow.

The head of the Mist Clan revealed a rare smile at Lyon. She never thought that he would still doubt her. "Yes, you can rest a.s.sured that his life is no more, but he still has a value this time."

Nodding at the woman, Lyon tense body became more relaxed, however, his next sentence stunned the crowd once more. "As compensation, I want Reka to be instantly accepted in the Central Region without any test or conditions required."

*slam

One of the elders in the panel slammed his chair, "Impudent kid! Know your place! Who are you to make propositions to our leader!"

Lyon glanced at the furious elder, "Do you think you have a place to cut in my and your leader's conversation?"

"Y-you..!" the elder didn't know what to say. Lyon was right, an elder also didn't have any place to cut in the leader's conversation. With just a single sentence the elder was defeated.

Not accepting that he was defeated by a kid, the elder almost jumped on impulse if not the head raised her hand to stop what he was doing. "I will allow it," said the head calmly.

"But leader.." the elder couldn't accept the outcome. In his mind, everything should go with the procedure. n.o.body was allowed to have a backdoor.

The head of the Mist Clan knew this elder's personality, he was an honest man and full of pride. This kind of traits was surely what any leader wants in their subordinate. However, this kind of personality was also the thing that could hinder his growth to become a great leader. The leader the Mist Clan seek was an honest one, but being honest was not enough to maintain the clan. If honesty brought the destruction of the clan then it meant nothing.

Naeya, however, was an open-minded elder since she was the youngest one. She took in everything that's happening in front of her as a study case. There must be a reason why something like this was happening. Why would the leader allowed a student ascend to the Central Region through a backdoor for the first time or why would the leader let the elder live a little longer.

"Since that is the case, I'll be back on my seat watching this 'Ascension' of yours," said Lyon as he walked back staggered.

The head commanded the guards to bring the miserable elder to the interrogation room. Along with that, the head excuse herself from the crowd and followed the guards behind them.

Once again, Lyon's name was the hot topic in Mist Clan. A new tale of his journey was added to his history book. The young man who defeated an elder single-handedly and made a proposition to the leader which was later agreed on.

He had become a figure to look up to, all the young kids on the arena that day had starstruck eyes. The man who made the impossible possible. The man who defeated an Half-Divine Realm with the cultivation of peak Soul Realm. All of this was happening right in front of their eyes.

As Lyon sat back on his seat, he breathed a sigh of relief. He felt like a burden in his heart was lifted up slowly. Although his body was aching all over from the cause of low vitality, he still tried to sit properly.

(Aih, I should really stop my perverted thought. It always brings me more trouble)

*pull

Suddenly Lyon's body was pulled to his left side. Landing in a soft cus.h.i.+on-like thing felt like heaven. (Aih, forget it! With girls like these, how can I not be perverted?!)