In the divine royal palace in Mount Olympus.
Hera was in her Chambers, sitting at her piano, she placed her hand on the keyboard and cleared her voice. – I've searched for reasons to live, in the paths I've gone through...
Wearing a silver dress, with her loose snowy hair running down her back, she sang as she played the piano. – I've walked through common places looking for happiness...
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In Camelot, at Jin manor's garden, Arthur, seated at a table with the elders of the Darkblood, Chamberlain, Jin and Ashura houses, grunted. – Where are they...?
Saint Lancelot, seated next to Persival, sighed. "If everything goes well here, the next step is the coronation..." he thought, trying to avoid deaths.
A bright-skinned woman with gentle green eyes and a tailed dark hair, dressed in a green long dress with diamond earing and neckless came closer.
Arthur, impatient, looked at the woman. – Are they here? – he asked but then sighed as he noticed that she was Elder Jin's daughter.
Elder Darkblood with a narrowed look towards Arthur, sighed. "Is all this just eagerness to kill people?" she thought.
Elder Jing stood up excitedly and approached the young lady. – No, young master! – he said, kissing the young miss's forehead. – This is my daughter, I wanted to introduce you to, Lao... – he said with a bright smile.
Elder Darkblood with her arms crossed and veins on her face. "Jing you old gold digger! Can't you leave the lord in peace?!" squeaking, she thought.
Lancelot and Persival looking at the young lady they blushed. "May the Light be praised, my my..." they thought.
Miss Jing Lao, looking at Arthur, crouched in front of him. "He hides his aura well, I can't sense literally nothing, as if he were an ordinary person. If I didn't know about his fight against Aca and Elder Darkblood, I would say that he is just a normal young man..." she thought, analyzing Arthur. – Young master! It's an honor to meet such an important person, I've heard many stories about you, my lord...
Arthur, looking at her, he took a sip of his tea. – Surely you did! Elder Jing, why didn't you come to pay your respects when you heard that I was in the kingdom? – he demanded with a firm gaze directed at the elder.
Looking at Arthur, Elder Jing lowered his head. – I'm ashamed of what I'm going to say. But my daughter is part of me. – he said in a trembling voice, placing his hands on Lao's shoulder. – The Glayder patriarch kidnapped and tortured her for a week, he told me to stay away from the young master, fortunately they didn't touch my daughter's purity... – he whispered, covering his tearful eyes.
The atmosphere in the garden became tense. Kidnap? Torture? For the British that was unhuman and a death wish. It was a terrible crime for a British to do that to another British.
With veins on his face. – WHAT?! – Lancelot shouted with a surprised expression, then looked at Persival, Elder Darkblood, Elder Yukimura and Elder Chamberlain in indignation.
– Every single one of the patriarchs knew, son... I know that it seems like we were accomplices, but we didn't have a choice, we had to shut up. You know that the Glayders are powerful and act like gods... – Elder Chamberlain said, lowering his head.
Every Elder lowered his head, they were ashamed and the king? He was furious!
Alfred, on Arthur's mind. "The makeup is well done, but some bruises and marks of malnutrition on her are visible."
With veins on his forehead, clenched fists, Arthur smiled as he looked at Elder Jing and his daughter. Arthur was trying to control himself.
– Lancelot, I have tried to be merciful as you asked, but I will kill them all! I will cleanse this land of the sins of these people! – Arthur said in a firm voice.
Arthur's words echoed through the garden and every single one of them felt the kill intent.
Feeling Arthur's kill intent, Lancelot sighed. "Light, help me guide your son..." – Lord...
Elder Jing and Lao Jing being overwhelmed by Arthur's kill intent. "How is it possible for someone to produce this kill intent?! It is like a wild dragon..." they thought feeling uncomfortable.
As Arthur tried to control his bloodlust, a Priest, Elder Glayder, Elder Blake, and Theron Aca entered the garden, and headed towards them.
Elder Glayder, looking at all of them, smiled. – I didn't know you were all here, sorry for making you wait... – he said, his words full of arrogance, then looked at Arthur. – Young master, how are you?!
The priest, with a cynical look, crouched. – Young master, I am Archbishop Pietra Decimus, sent by the High Priest to anoint the new king, since my father is advanced in age and can no longer make long journeys. – she said, and as she bowed, the thigh neckline on her dress showed her thigh.
Seeing her thigh, Arthur controlled his rage and the veins disappear. – ... – he ignored the blonde and green-eyed priest.
Lancelot ran his hand over his face. – It's a bad time to arrive...
"What is this guy doing here?!" Theron thought, looking at Arthur with disdain and a smirk. – Son of Heinrich, how are you? – he asked arrogantly.
Arthur Treadway looked at Theron. "I will cut this kid's head off!" he decided.
Elder Blake, with a black and gold gi, looked Arthur in the eye. – Young Treadway... – he greeted.
Persival stood up. – Do you want to die, old man?! – he questioned, rushing towards Elder Blake. – Who do you think you are to look into the eyes of a Treadway? Bend your knees and lower your eyes now! – the prince ordered.
Arthur held out his hand with a smile and Persival stopped. "So arrogant... Is that what stupidity does?" he thought, looking at Elder Blake. – Stay calm Persival! It's okay... – he said, walking around the three with his hand on his back.
Glayder's patriarch, looking at Arthur. "What does this child want? What is he doing here?! It must have been Heilla who brought him! That useless puppet!" he thought. – Anyway, my friend Jing, how are you? I see that you have brought your daughter. I was talking to my grandson, Theron, about the marriage between the two... – said, approaching the table.
Theron, looking at Arthur, smiled. – You're not all they say out there. You are not even an adult yet... – he teased.
Elder Glayder and Jing talking. Elder Jing was with his head down as Elder Glayder talked to him.
Windsor, Elder Chamberlain, Yukimura, and Lancelot observing at Arthur as if predicting something.
Prince Persival and Lao behind Arthur, were paying attention to Arthur.
Smiling. "Let's play along..." Arthur thought. – Really? Want to see to believe? – he teased.
Pietra, looking at Arthur, with a bright smile on her gentle face. – Pendragon's sons shouldn't show so much arrogance in front of their elders, should they? – she teased Persival and Arthur.
Arthur looked at Pietra with the corner of his eyes. [You have a death wish, woman?! Otherwise, I advise you to keep quiet in my presence!] he warned telepathically.
Feeling Arthur's kill intent over her, Pietra looked at Arthur with a smiling. "Child, you don't know who you are dealing with!" she though, lowering her head. [As you wish, master...] she said.
Elder Blake, besides Theron, he warned telepathically. [Don't give in to the boy's taunts, he'll kill you if you show kill intent or bloodlust]
Veins on his face, Theron clenched his fists. – Kill me?! – he asked, looking at Arthur. – This child?! Kill me?
Arthur, smiling with his hands in his pockets. – I think you'd better be a good kid and obey your little grandfather... – he teased.
Arthur was simply trying to make Theron show bad intentions towards him and use the law against Theron so he could cut Theron's head without problems.
Theron, furious, pulled out his sword and tried to cut Arthur's chest. – You worm! All of this is because of you! – exclaiming, he did exactly everything that Arthur wanted.
Elder Glayder turned and saw Theron trying to rip Arthur's chest with his sword. – Theron, NO! – he shouted as he rushed down to Theron.
Elder Blake, beside Theron, tried to hold his right arm to stop Theron from harming Arthur. – Theron... – he exclaimed.
Smiling, Arthur thought. "Great, perfect! That's it!" and at an unbelievable speed, he removed his sword and while Elder Blake held Theron's right arm, Arthur cut off his right arm.
Pietra used her inner Qi to create a barrier around her body so as not to be dirty by the drops of blood. "What an animal..." she thought, despising Arthur.
Elder Blake with Theron's severed arm in his hand, looked at Theron on the ground. – THERON!!! – he shouted, crouching to help his grandson.
Miss Lao, witnessing the blood and the severed arm, covered her eyes in fright. – KYAAAAHHH!!! – she screamed.
Theron, in the ground, bleeding non-stop. – HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!! – he screamed, with his hand covering the location of the cut.