"Grandpa ?? Huh ? Since when did Dad had a Dad ??" as soon as Sargon spoke those words he realized the simple and dumb logic uttered by his tongue.
"Haha"
"So, if I have a grandpa, then why have I not seen him till now? And why were both of you were trying to hide his presence?? It is not like you could have hide this relationship for long , since he is a FU… I mean since he is Freaking High Senator ??" asked Sargon in a curious yet nonchalant manner.
"HO ohoho ho since when did you start to have such interest in your family line", saying thus Sofia Apollo a mother, pinched her son Sargon's cheek.
"Ouch Mom it hurts. Stop doing that. I am Big Now. You can't attack me just like that. I have a Street-Reputation to maintain.", fumbled Sargon.
"Haha what a tough guy.. trying to use big words already"
"Hehe Hehe"
" haa ?? why are you Laughing little lass ,Hmph, now get on and move first, my High-Senator Grandpa is waiting for us outside.", said Sargon.
"Hmph ! Its nothing big , just a High senator who are you trying to show off , it's not like you yourself are High Senator.", snorted the little lass Reeve Helena.
"Haha Grandson's little friend has secured a Win in this case.", George Apollo.
"Bye aunt "
"Bye Mom"
…
"Remember to show proper Respects to the Grandpa " saying thus she had a little complicated face. Happy for her son's journey to the Rite Passage. The noir atmosphere hung heavy as the past events flowed through her mind, leaving behind a trail of sadness and regret.
As the two children went outside suddenly they saw a huge Tall figure with two huge wings with a wide wingspan. Atop the head of the figure lay 2 horns decorated with pristine ornaments.
This figure had a squarish face with a pointy but at same time wide noise. If one had to guess just by the dress only it seemed like this old man was wearing a ceremonial dress to attend his own Age of Rites.
He was wearing the clothes associated with the High Society and a Simple robe.
Yet, this Robe was clearly standing apart from all other treasures and had been giving constantly giving off a Royal yet illusory Aura.
"Hah!! I was lost just by staring Sargon's Grandpa…..he is powerful…", Reeve helena just gathered her might after getting out of the enchantment of the Robe.
"Hmph! Such a disappointment. Very weak in the arts of Sorcery and illusions .. just like his father even the girl is better than him in this aspect.I hope he isn't all Bark and no bite just like …aiyoo I don't even want to remember the cruel twist of fate our Apollo Family had to face. "
"Wow… Greetings Grandpa ", exclaimed Sargon as soon as he got out of the trance a little later.
"Greetings High-senator", bowed Reeve.
"Hmm, ok ok lets go we are already running late to the Rite Ceremony due to your Shenanigans. Today we will be flying directly to the Kratos Cathalos Church ."
"but… isn't Flying in the Capital city a capital offence ?? it …"
Before Reeve could continue further and embarrass himself Sargon chimed in, "It is only so for the Bureaucrats and Low Senators. For High senators and the 3 Grand Senators very few things can stop them for they themselves are the State. "
"ohhh"
"Don't ohhh me lil'Reeve. Didn't I tell you read the books about 'Aristrocracy and the State of Kratos: A comparative Analysis'".
"tch tch you only had one thing to take care of and that too you have failed. The great ancestors of the Peanut Gallery will be very much disappointed in you.Haha"
"what kind of Heaven have I stepped in where I have to explain about Jade Emperor to the denizens of the Heavens. Pity me Lord."
"you…"
"Looks like my Grandson although is smart unlike his father but still has Few screws loose up in head. ShahRaab The All-Mighty have Mercy on him." , the Oldman murmured inside .
"Ok I will use mana to help you float comfortably but still try not to watch down as you may be gripped by fear. It is best that you do not open your eyes at all.", warned George.
George just did a few hand Incantations and His mana started to be more visible and corporeal and started to grasp the bodies of the two children.
"Oh my God ! I am levitating . Jesus Christ ", exclaimed Sargon.
"Me too, Wowww !"
"Young Sport who or what is this Jesus Christ ?", asked George as he with his pull of magic was levitating and flying throughout the city.
"Huh?! Uhmm…. Nothing nothing it is something you say in the dialects of the Qivaris it is drink that gives you Kingdom of Heaven at your Doorsteps. Or so I have heard haha."
"Sorry jesus bro, I had to use a escape tactics so be content with being a Wine." While muttering to himself he peeked the outside and saw beautiful scenario.
"Wow… Grandpa this is not fair, such a beauty you want to enjoy alone while we are eyes closed. All the false-nonsense about Nausea about flying and all that."
"huh!! You Seem like an exception. Then just enjoy and don't try to talk and ruin the beauty of the city with your finite vocabulary."
Although Sargon was little agitated by that seemingly provocatory words he gulped it all thinking that's how the Old Fogies talk across all heavens and earths.
"Reeve open your eyes and feel the air flowing through you. Don't block the majesty of the City."
Reeve tried to open her eye a little but soon got dizzy and afraid as she her vision was looking down the city from such a height.
"No no no . what beauty? it is just a bunch of soils and cements lumped together in a good manner and patterns. I don't need to watch it."
"haha coward atleast accept your loss with Grace ", teased Sargon.
"You….", Reeve was speechless, what hopeless and paralyzed she had become. And how cute was that.
As they were talking, the three sole flying people crossed the civilian section gathering the awe,respect as well as resentment from the crowd below.
Some were inspiring their children to study and work hard on their magic studies while younger ones had awe, for flying was a dream yet to achieve, while some experienced ones were wealthy with posion of resentments and talking about how the High Senators and above were clearly mis-using their authorities and the Republic starting to loose it's founding values.
Then the Group after smooth ride, entered the bureaucratic section after passing the big walls Which were much higher than Outer-Walls of the city, commonly called the Capital by the commonfolk and Red-Tape-Zone by the people of the Politics.
They landed just outside the Church's Zone of influence. It was banned to fly near the zone, let alone in the Dominion of the God. In God's abode all living beings had to come as equals be they Kings or Beggars, Old or New, Male or Female, Higher or Lower Caste, the sinner or the Virtuous.
"Now stop the wabbling Kids. All the Talks can be postponed later after your Rites. Now you younglings Shall Focus solely on the Journey towards the ShahRaab and the Path he has laid out for you.", commanded George Apollo the High-Senator in a serious tone.
"oho hoho .. If it isn't the lieutenant General George Apollo. Salutations sir ! May the Path Flow through You. And aren't these two adorable children must be here for Rite of Passage. What a coincidence so is my Son ."
"Ohh! Salutations! May the Path Flow through that. It is good day to meet the Sons of the Heroic No'bles/Nabals in this ceremonial time.Sargon, little Girl make yourself acquainted with the Child of this No'ble Hero, the Gate-keeper of the Kratos.", suggested George Apollo.
"Greetings My name is Aleister", greeted the child.
"Sargon"
"Reeve"
'Such Pride and Rudeness that he only gave his name and didn't offer any salutations. Who wants to be friends with such person ', Sargon and Reeve communicated through the eye gestures their thoughts.
"Ahh… haha My son is still not trained in the arts of the Tarikat , so forgive his Offence.", adult No'ble squeezed his smile making a mental note of this embarrassment caused by his son's behavior.
While trying to divert the attention and makeup for the previous discourtesy he said"You three walk through the front door first, while we will enter afterwards."
Reeve and Sargon inexperienced in this type of situation peeked towards George, while George nodded indicating to go.
Sargon was inside not happy with this situation, he wanted to know more about his Grandpa and try to figure out how deep his Family Mess was, alas his plan halted in such a moment he had to enter alone. Perhaps if his Father was here, they would have much fun time.
"Sir general, sorry for this interruptions , but I just got a News from my humble Spy Network in True Trinity Empire , that the GreenHill Clan-Head of the Dwarves race, through connection with Conceptual Realm has made contract with the Fortune-Spirit-Being Pixiu".