I'm HOME! I yell as I enter the front door to my Suprise; I hear a familiar voice talk to me, "Zeus?" Mom! I reply. As I look my mother over, I notice something wrong with parts of her seem swollen, mainly her eye and one of her wrists. I ask without hesitation. Who did this? Was it father? She stands their shocked. I repeat the question? WHO DID THIS?! My voice filled with rage. At that moment she speaks up. You can, see? I am still blind, not so much to miss that someone beat my mother. So, WHO DID THIS? Rage again filling my voice, not directed at her. But at the unknown, she speaks up again it wasn't your father. Then who? The Duke of the Empire's son outranks us in terms of nobility. And was obsessed with Caroline. This happened three days ago. He's taking her back to the duke's land your dad is rushing to the capital to appeal to the king as we are only marquees. Compared to a duke, we might not be able to do anything in time. It's okay, mom I got this. My cool exterior covering up my inner rage, true rage. My mom collapses and passes out. I make sure she is okay and ask the head butler the most likely path the duke's son would have taken.
Two week's trip, and he has a 3-day head start; I'm going to get serious. as I try to crack my neck and don't, old habit die young, I guess. as I step out. I start spreading my mana sense. I can get up to 2.5 miles at a time. "Let's get started" I say under my breath. It took me three days to reach them. And keep my mana at acceptable levels. I haven't seen her yet, but he hasn't done anything perverse yet. Due to mana sense, I know everything:: three guards, one Acher, and one mage.
How to do this part of me wants me to kill all of them. Part of me wants just to take her back. Time to test something. As I channel my magic, I try to imagine the archer in a deep slumber. And one down seems to work. Next, I try muffle. It worked to no sound when I walked. I teleport into the carriage. That's when I saw the bruises; I hadn't done detail Erler. She's gagged and has cuts. As she noticed me, she made some sound he immediately went to backhand her, which I caught at this point it began to go wrong and I'm not talking about the situation, no, my emotions. RAGE consumes me. And everyone around the carriage notices it. I keep hearing a beep, but I'm too mad to care. Death is too good! I scream as I teleport her to safety. leaving me in front of the carriage. At this point, my sister gag has fallen out as she tries to talk. Her voice is horse as though she hasn't had anything to drink in days. "Stop, Zeus at least don't kill the boy." Where is this faith in me coming from? Who cares I'm madder after hearing her voice. "Please, Zeus!" hah, the blind boy of House Gatsby dares defy me. It laughable guards kill him. While I have fun with her in front of him, wait, he can't see kill him in front of her. That will shut her up for a while.
As he says this like a flood gate, my rage explodes unbefouled to myself. I'm emitting sword aura and a sharp one at that Boch or anyone who knew of sword aura would be shocked, especially since I haven't been baptized yet. They begin to war cry. I use enhancement and appear to the guard. To my right, as I am only four, I slip between his legs, and as I pass between his legs, aiming for the femoral artery and succeed, the man collapses on all fours; I walk towards his side from behind him and drop my sword on his neck, his head falls. One down, two to go. As the second charges me with his sword above his head, I use the hilt of my sword to stop it. Of course, with the help of enhancement, this is possible.
With a palm strike, I throw the man off balance and rush a quick stab to the throat. I finish this, man. As I rip the blade sideways, my blade collides with the third man's sword. It wasn't easy this time; he knows enhancement, so I'm faster, but he's stronger. So, I naturally need to outthink him. I'll just hit his sword and make him drop it, as I think it works as planned. He drops his sword. Youre smart kid, he says less than a second before his head flies into the air and lands on the ground before me.
The duke's son is silent until I face him. "Mo Mon monster." As I approach, rRippleopens up, and I prepare to fight, but as they step out, I lower my weapon. It's my father, and behind him, someone; I've never met three people: my father and Boch. I recognize the third due to a mini bust in the carriage my sister was being beaten in, the DUKE, and the other two, a man and a woman. As I'm in shock, the duke's son approaches his father. As he does, the words kneel echo across the sky, shaking my very core. Still, I try to resist, but I can't and kneel. Was that Boch? No, it was the man. After I'm kneeling, the man approaches my sister.
I must not let him near my mind screams, rage still consuming me as I manage to stand and fall; my father is before me to catch me before I face plant and tells me all will be fine. My son trusts in me if no one else. As he says this, my rage fades, so this is the damage your son has caused directed to the duke. Then he approaches me and tells me you have done well, my boy, to protect what is dear to you. Now, rest all will be resolved. He then pokes my forehead, and the tension releases from my body. My mind grows foggy. The last thing I see is the duke's son burst into golden flame; that is the last thing I see a smile come on my face as I fade.
My dreams were cloudy. But one thing remains: my new goal is to become strong enough never to let someone I care about go through that again. With that said, what is the height I need to reach? Who is the strongest? Where am I? As sense around. Familiar presence: My sister is by my bedside. But where are we? As she awakens due to my waking? She yells Zeus! Wait, what is she sitting in? Is that a wheelchair? I ask. She looks towards the ground. He severed the tendons in my heels; I doubt you would have noticed. But you saved me from a worse fate, Zeus! So don't blame yourself. You're only four; for god's sake, if you want to feel bad, help me by pushing my wheelchair back to me. And don't mope, I'm not. As I sit up, the woman beside the strong man makes the wheelchair to Caroline with the wind. Thank you, my queen. I feel a bombshell just got dropped. Huh!
"Oh, hush, Caroline, that's Aunt Beth to you! At least when in private. And as for you, young man, how are you feeling?" Thanks to you, Aunt Beth, I'm a little sore but okay. "You're quick on the uptake. Good, then get dressed. You're going to meet the king, aka your uncle."