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Both Apollo and Odessa continued to stare at each other. Neither of them took a step back. The clash of two swelled egos took place. On one hand, we had the ego birthed by their upbringing in an environnt that lauded them as the cream of the crop. On another, there was a reckless one who felt no one should interfere with his path.
"So? Answer?" Odessa said as she crossed her arms. Moreover, she took a posture symbolizing her not inching from this spot. As Apollo looked at her his expression filled with disgust.
"I have nothing to say to you. I don't even know you!" Apollo answered while making odd gestures with his hand. He couldn't understand why girls were so odd. It's like they all demanded respect despite their nonexistent connection. In other words, he felt there was sothing wrong with their heads.
"I am Odessa Crux, one of this generations' two Paragons. You should know by my appearance who I am! Now that you know , answer ," Odessa barked.
In response, Apollo looked at her incredulously. Imdiately after, he punched the light screen and bellowed, "Release ! You damned idiot, what is wrong with you?"
Of course, this wasn't the first ti he did this.
Needless to say, the integrity of the barrier she erected proved to be many tis sturdier than his fist. No matter how many tis he bombarded it with punches, it didn't fragnt in the slightest. At the sa ti, Odessa had grown to ignore his remarks. She realized sothing, he was not an easy person to reason with.
"It doesn't matter how many tis you call out of my na, I will not listen," Odessa adamantly replied. Once again, Apollo beca even more frustrated. He pulled at his hair with an exasperated expression.
"W-what is wrong with you won? First Irauk, causes to bump into Sapphyr. Then Nadida is just as crazy as Irauk. Wait," Apollo paused and moved close to the screen with a narrowed gaze, "Did Irauk put you up to this? Damn, if that old fool did this, I promise I will get him back!"
"Nope, no one saw co here. It was all my decision. As I said, I want you. Beco my subordinate. You can even enter the Seraph Legion of the World Reclamation Task Force in the future. It doesn't matter if Irauk is your master," Odessa offered.
"Wait a minute," Apollo's expression turned peculiar. Sothing about her words seed odd, "Why do you want , and what is the true reason?"
Odessa first exhaled then revealed the reason, "I have to surpass the Braums."
"I...don't see how I fall into this equation," Apollo replied. This was all her desires and based on her earlier words, Irauk's status wasn't simple. Apollo was sure Irauk was capable of pulling so strings to get him a better position. Therefore, she wasn't running a hard bargain.
"That's just it. To be a Paragon, one must lead a huge lead. And, almost all of the Scions are under his grasp. For so reason, most of the superior Scions were birthed by the Braums this generation. And, the Dongguang are too rogue to follow anyone. Do you understand now? I need unknown talents! So I had to approach you first!" Odessa exclaid.
"I understand your dilemma, but I'm not hearing anything that would cent a deal between us. Not to ntion, this, around , not working," Apollo shook his head.
Finally, Odessa dispelled the barrier. Surprisingly, Apollo didn't run. There was sothing much better in his mind. If she ca from a Supre Family, then she was destined to be a cash cow.
"How many Spirit Shards do you have on hand?" Apollo asked.
"Sowhere around 10,000."
Naturally, this amount caused Apollo to gawk. One had to know, it took Kayn decades to acquire less than ten of them. Yet, just this girl here, no older than Nadida, surpassed that amount countless tis over.
"The difference is status really is ridiculous. Very well, give half of them and consider it a deposit towards your request. However, if you want to seal the deal, I need a few things," Apollo smiled mischievously.
"I don't like that smile. It's the sa one my little sister gives father before she extorts him with her adorable cheeks. What do you want? Any outlandish requests and I swear I will make your life a living hell. Don't underestimate my suitors!" Odessa smirked back.
Nevertheless, Apollo was unaffected. Shortly after, she realized this youth was capable of killing without feeling anything. If she sent people after him, there was a large chance she would get on his bad side. And, if there was one thing she loved—it was life.
"It's nothing large. I need you to either get Natural Blessings on the Saint-level or convince a Restorer in your family of the highest grade to do you a favor. I have soone who is in need of these things," Apollo requested.
"Is it you? Based on the information going around, your state should be just as bad as the other Glories. However, it also appears you're healing far quicker than they are. I guess it pays to have an Empyrean Root. Attacks causing others to be otherwise susceptible to death, it doesn't have the sa effect on you," Odessa muttered before falling into thought.
'It's true, the tablets are right. A rudintary Empyrean Body will make the Supre Child far less vulnerable to death. I can't by any ans let him fall into the grasp of Alistair. His mind gas, they almost always result in him claiming what he seeks; I hate it!'
"Ahem, so now it is your turn. Tell your answer," Apollo said. At the sa ti, he snapped his fingers before Odessa.
She looked at him, after weighing the situation, "Do I have your word, that you will join my Seraph Legion in the future? If you agree, I will do my best to realize your desires."
"Sure, just don't renege on your deal," Apollo said before leaning next to her ear, "Because, I don't take lightly to soone not fulfilling their side of the deal. It'd be a sha for the world to miss a pretty face like you."
Similar to Apollo's earlier state, she was left shocked. He had the audacity to threaten a Paragon of the generation. If word got out of this, they'd believe Odessa had turned into a madwoman. There wasn't a single soul on Astarat that would disrespect a Paragon. After all, they were the world's saving grace.
Soon enough, the deal was finalized. She gave him half the Spirit Shards in her possession and he gave his word. However, that wasn't all. She made him perform a Heaven's Oath. Unfortunately, little did she know the rites of this world had no effect on him. Let alone the heavens, not even otherworldly presences could sense him.
The actions of that voice previously present in Apollo's mind went beyond anything the people of this world could understand. He didn't just thwart Apollo's attempts to summon an otherworldly legion, he sealed his presence from the world.
Unbeknownst to him, he nearly activated a beacon to this world. But, it was far from the ti for those events to take place. Until he beca an Archdemon, he stood no chance against the next series of tasks he needed to fulfill.
"Don't forget! After the trials are done, I will co to seek you out again. It doesn't matter what Academy I join because my advancent plan is predetermined. I think I'll have to monitor you, if not, maybe Alistair will get him crummy hands on you," Odessa announced.
In response, Apollo shrugged. He entered the pavilion. Unlike the last ti, he claid a card to the highest grade room. Dissimilar to the other ti, he put it on a continuous paynt plan. Until the trial finished, he would be staying here.
He needed to explore this unfamiliar fla circulating throughout his body. To do so, this was the only quiet place he could recall. Thus, he walked up and entered the room.
After he settled himself, he sat down in a lotus position. He cald his mind and entered the depths. However, when he saw his internal state, he grimaced. With all the damage done, he was surprised he was even walking right now.
Be that as it may, he monitored the fla. The ruptures in his ridians and tears in his viscera, all of it was lding back together albeit painfully slow.
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