Chapter 1051 It Cannot be!?
Alaric's breath ca in ragged gasps as he staggered to his feet, his face a mask of shock and disbelief. His body ached from the intensity of the battle, and his mind struggled to process the turn of events.
Before him, stood Lyon, his expression calm and composed despite the chaos that had just unfolded. The magical bindings that had ensnared Alaric were now shattered, their remnants dissipating in the air. Lyon's eyes held a flicker of sothing enigmatic, a hint of power that seed to defy explanation.
Alaric's voice was a mixture of astonishnt and confusion as he stamred. He saw those who proved to be a challenge and ended near, dead with their blood sared all over the crossroads. The incredible power brought him and his two knights to a shiver.
"What's the matter, you look quite stunned," said Lyon with a smirk.
"Well, what do you think would happen, you and Kesya just razed a group of nacing bandits," said Cecile as she stepped out of the wagon, dutily followed by the others.
"Hahaha!" His laughter echoed despite the massacre he had just done.
"W-What did you say your na was?" asked Alaric.
"Huh? My na is Lyon Torga," Lyon proudly said.
The words echoed through Alaric's mind like a haunting refrain, each syllable resonating with an uncanny weight. The na Lyon, once a re assortnt of letters, had now beco a bridge between the present and a distant past. It was a connection that defied re coincidence, a link that beckoned to be explored, dissected, and understood.
As he observed Lyon, his mind couldn't help but draw parallels between the two. Could it be that Lyon was sohow connected to the legacy of the Lost Emperor? Was there a hidden thread that linked them across the ages? The very thought sent shivers down Alaric's spine, a mixture of excitent and trepidation.
"You... share the sa na..." said Alaric.
"Share the sa na?" Lyon furrowed his brows.
Alaric shook his head but his eyes were clearly in the mix of wanting-to-believe and doubt. His eyes filled with hope of a fable, a fantasy, a great lost legend. "No, he... he's gone eons ago."
"What are you talking about?" asked Lyon.
"Hey, he's right here," said Kesya.
Cecile furrowed her brows. Her keen eyes scanned the slightest hint as she asked, "It seems like you know who my husband is."
"Husband... L-Lady," Alaric gulped, "What is your na, if I may ask."
"Cecile Torga," Cecile then pointed at Selena, "She is Selena Torga."
Alaric's pupils shrunk as he gulped. He looked at the three of them as the air was filled with trepidation. "I-It cannot be... can it?"
"Looks like you know our identity," said Cecile before she smirked.
"But it's impossible... they died... the War Maiden, Cecile Torga... The Sword Maiden, Selena Torga. Then..." his eyes looked up at Lyon. The seemingly aloof bearing that Lyon naturally exuded evolved regally. His robe vanished as he revealed his iron body. Earrings on both sides of his ears and a smirk smile that was beloved by his empire. "The Emperor..."
Karina was at a loss as she saw the reaction from Alaric. She darted her glance to Lyon, the young man she once knew, she once taught. His identity slowly but surely unraveled. It was hinted from a ti, yet she didn't know the extent. Now, she caught a glimpse of it. A reign of a human that extended to hell itself.
A hand extended and grabbed Alaric's shoulder. The latter returned before he realized that Lyon was sighing right in front of him.
"Alaric, you almost passed out," said Lyon before he looked at the other two knights that he brought, "Kesya, can you pull their ears, for ."
"Wha? Ahh!" The knights scread in agony as Kesya casually pulled the two of them.
"Oh, they're real," Kesya murmured.
"Ah, hahaha, sorry," said Lyon before he darted his glance back toward Alaric, "I suppose that you now have a general idea of what's going on."
"Y-Yes," said Alaric. "W-We need to get to the grove, quick!"
"But there is no physician that could help my friend there," said Lyon.
"P-Please, you need to see the elder," said Alaric.
Lyon looked over at Cecile and Selena for opinions, but both of them nodded for the rarity of it. "Heh, fine, take there, but how do you deal with the two knights?"
"D-Don't worry, they are pro-human," said Alaric.
Lyon glanced over at the two knights who were at the rcy of Kesya, then darted back, "Lead the way."
Alaric nodded before he turned around. Lyon frowned, noticing his stiff shoulders, he slapped his back.
Alaric squealed as he was pushed, as he heard, "Calm down."
"T-Thank you..." the captain nodded. He then assud his bearing as he looked at the two knights, "I need you two to help clean this ss, Tell them that I need to recuperate for a while, and I fought this Bahnci, don't ntion him and the others."
"Yes, captain!" said the two knights.
Alaric nodded, "I owe you two." he turned and said, "I'll be your driver, please, hop on one of the wagons."
"One adventure, to the next!" Kesya leaped into the wagon.
"I swear she never aged," Cecile shook her head as she walked toward the wagon.
"There is nothing like the sll of adventure," Lyon proudly grinned.
"Darling, we finally et the ones that rember you," said Selena as she hopped on his arm with hers. "The ti is nigh."
"Indeed... and once we co and get Maria, I shall open the door, it's high ti that the world rembers who I am," Lyon's eyes sharpened. "When that ti cos, help ."
"I will, we all will," said Selena as they both stepped into the wagon.
Alaric nodded at the two knights as his hand already held the reign. The horse galloped in a different direction off the road and into the forest.
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