Sebastiene walked closer to Karciel. His steps light and noiseless, like a cat approaching its prey. A devilish smile hung on his lips.
Karciel peeled his eyes away from the body of his woman and met Sebastiene's laughing eyes. The shock he felt when he saw how his woman was killed right before his eyes turned to rage. He was not mad because the woman he loved was killed, he was mad that she was killed right before him and he was not even able to see what killed her. His pride was hit!
A few moments later, the entire place started to shake. The air was suffocating and the knights felt a pressure that made their blood run cold!
"You actually dared to come and disturb my business." Karciel slowly stood up. "You even killed my people. How would you like to pay for the disturbance you have made?"
Sebastiene raised a brow and chuckled mockingly.
"Weren't you the one who killed them though?" Sebastiene snickered. "How hypocrite of you to try and blame us?"
The ground in front of Sebastiene suddenly exploded and Karciel's Blue robed figure appeared.
Sebastiene stood there unmoved by Karciel's sudden leap that caused the ground to shake. He merely brushed the dust off his butler's uniform and went back to smile at Karciel.
"You are really courting death by irritating me, little knight." Karciel's brow twitched.
He made a grand show of his strength by releasing a strong pressure, leaping high and creating a strong impact on the ground to at least catch Sebastiene by surprise. What he did not expect was that this knight would not give a flying fvck about it. It actually threw him off when he saw that Sebastiene did not even move an inch from where he stood.
"Sorry to disappoint you but I'm actually a butler." Sebastiene smiled as he pulled on his butler's uniform, proudly.
"A butler?" Karciel sneered as he swept a look over Sebastiene. "If you're a butler, then House Castellan must be lacking in men to let a butler lead a raid."
"I'm also not leading this raid." Sebastiene chuckled mockingly. "The general of the Knights of Noktis is that man leaning on the wall with a huge weapon. I'm just.."
Sebastiene pause and thought for a moment.
"Tagging along." He finished.
Karciel turned his head to look at the pouting Haktor who was glaring at Sebastiene.
"A general is sending a butler to fight, huh?" He tried to rouse Haktor who smirked mockingly at him in return.
"Tell that to me if you could defeat that demon in front of you." Haktor sneered.
Karciel's mouth twitched at how Haktor dismissed him so nonchalantly.
Aren't knights supposed to have arrogant personalities?
"I suggest you prepare yourself to either surrender, or to be beaten so bad that even your mother won't be able to recognize you." Sebastiene spoke arrogantly.
Karciel glanced at Sebastiene disdainfully.
"Beat me?" Karciel sneered, his gaze filled with viciousness. "Surrender? Are you dreaming? You, a butler, thinks that you could defeat me? Hahaha! A mere butler like you dreams of defeating the leader of Black Circle? How foolish!"
Karciel's sinister laughter echoed in the closed room.
Sebastiene, on the other hand, remained nonchalant to Karciel's scorning. He then summoned his sword, Dark Curse, as held it on his side with the blade struck on the floor.
"That is.."
The laughter instantly stopped at the very moment Karciel's eyes laid on the black sword. His expression immediately turned serious.
"A god forged weapon?" Karciel narrowed his eyes at the huge sword emitting black smoke. "What a waste of such a powerful weapon. Why don't you offer it to me as a gift and I'll let you join me by my side?"
Seeing Karciel eyeing the sword greedily, he shook his head.
Stupid!
"Hmmm.. I almost forgot lady Melody's order." Sebastiene's expression turned languid as he let go of the Dark Curse and let it disappear in thin air. He then raised his hands and clenched them into fists. "I guess I'll just have to use my hands to fight you then."
One would expect Karciel to burst out laughing at Sebastiene's actions, but he didn't. Instead, he felt like Sebastiene openly ridiculed him. Karciel's face turned dark and the pressure in the room raised. The knights felt a tremendous power was rising inside Karciel and their breaths were getting shorter at this time. Some of the knight's knees even shook from the pressure but they still tried their best to remain standing!
For the Knights of Noktis, if they fall on their knees from the pressure of the enemy would mean that they were kneeling at the enemy. They did not like the thought of it so they kept themselves standing no matter how heavy the enemy's pressure is.
"You stupid little butler!" Karciel suddenly dashed forward, running at an incredible speed!