A/N: MUST READ!
Hello everyone, I wanted to clear something before we get on with the story. All this event, happens right before Natsu meeting Lucy in Dock of Hargeon. Thus there's no seven year gap or anything as this event starts way before that. So I am not sure if you can really call this Alvarez Arc...but hence the theme goes, I will name as such.
I also understand that Irene is Erza's mother. However, this story was written before Mashima confirmed her so. Thus, in this story, Irene will be portrayed as Erza's older sister. Which means she will have complete different background story from the cannon. Her age will be set as 23, four years older than Erza and no dragon magic... yet. She is also look a lot like younger Irene that Mr. Mashima has shown to us, however because of her time in Alvarez, the attire that she is wearing is much like current Irene from cannon.
If you guys can understand, it will be phenomenal. Thank you.
And last thing. Natsu's Harem will be:
Erza Scarlet
Mirajane Strauss
Irene Belserion
Dimaria Yester
Ultear Milkovich
Brandish Mu
Sayla
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(The beta-reading is currently taking in place. The updated version will release soon
Prometheus
Chapter 1: Alvarez
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-X784 June, Location: Unknown-
Everything was vague, but his eyes shook wide like a deer in a searchlight at sight in front of him.
Color…. Colors were everywhere, and the four-hundred-year-old memories of his father's land returned to his senses. As if was painted by finest artists all around the world, the canvas of the sky was filled with a beautiful array of blue and a ray of sun spreading like a droplet of paint on a glass of water, a color such similar to dandelion and gold smeared on the layer of art. And with the occasional white puff of cotton that decorated the rest of it. He never realized the place he once lived, the thing that he thought it was just plain obvious could be this tantalizingly beautiful.
Bottom below, it was covered in a collection of hundreds and thousands of white clouds. They bundled and floated high, claiming as if they were made of out softest thing that existed in the universe. Natsu was tempted to touch that with his whole body, wanting to test that theory, and wanting to experience it as much as he can.
He stretched his limbs as far as he could, feeling the rushing of brisk wind, nursing the pain that he felt on his way down here from that damn thing. And so, he let the gravity of his homeworld take him away, leaving it to do the rest. And soon, he was met with the wrap of cold white vapor of water.
His memory of flying with Igneel came back when he was little. And this was almost like that. He grimaced slightly, at the thought of his father. IT would have been so much better if he was here. He collected his brows at the vague memory of his father's face.
But for now...
Natsu muttered.
"Zeref, where are you?"
With the swift motion, he collected both of his arms to his side. He cared not about humans. They were the weak creatures that die ultimately. It made them expendable, like a tool. To be frank, he had no intention on mixing himself with them, unless the situation really required him to be.
IF not, he would just kill them all for he cared.
He focused his dragon senses, and when he felt he was at the right altitude, now seeing the mountains and alike, he summoned his armor.
"RE-EQUIP! Sky Diver!"
Sky diver armor was one of the lightest and fastest armor among the first generation series of armors. Designed for the single purpose of flying around with fast speed with maximum energy efficiency, it provided with only basic protection along with minimum offensive ability.
Design wise; it was aerodynamic. The helmet, not painted with any color had the shape of an inverted triangle. His rest of the armor, plate only covering his chest, abdomen, and his forearm, shin, and boots. The rest of the armor was just composed of lightweight skeletal parts, and under it, had thin heat insulating fabric.
But that was exactly what he needed. Without the necessity to use any magic, and with the capability of prolonged flight, it was perfect. After all, he had no idea where this Alvarez was... It was bound to take time.
'Now... Where's this place...? Hmm, where to look first...?'
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-Location: Alvarez, Imperial Palace -
"Lady Berselion, have you noticed it as well…?"
A chill voice echoed behind her… echoed in a cautious manner, mixed senses of seriousness and wary clearly present within the voice.
"Yes, Invel…It's quite hard to miss it when I have the environment under my command. I can feel everything that dwells in it…"
Invel spoke behind her, wearing a white and ice blue jacket with dark markings that covered its half, fashioning a glasses on his nose.
"Well then… then you must be aware that this magnitude of force must not be so easily ignored…"
A woman who stood on the balcony of the hall, turned around, her braided scarlet hair flowing and waving behind her finer than the greatest velvet.
"Of course… perhaps… but you do realize that this power is nothing compared to me..or any of us…It's not something that we should be focused on; we must prepare our Lord to return."
Invel replied,
"Agreed, and yet, we must be aware of everything that happens all around us. Information is the key to everything. It is necessary to investigate the causation."
Deathly scarlet beauty hummed slightly, not completely agreeing with her fellow member of the Spriggans. While she agreed that the information is the key to success in all forms of fight, she was amused by the seriousness of his action while she believed it was nothing to worry about. She was the high enchantress. She had all the power of nature under her command. So when she say it was trivial, then it was trivial. She closed her eyes gently and replied with mock grief.
"Invel… you are hurting my feeling… I wasn't aware you'd be this indifferent and so terse towards a woman like me."
Invel made a short court apology.
"I apologize, but you must understand the situation…"
However, she cut him off shortly.
"Hmm.. what about the other Spriggans? Are they informed?"
"Sir August is likely to be aware as he is dubbed as the King of Magic… however, as for the others… I am not all that aware…"
She tapped her staff on the ground slightly several times before she gave a reply.
"Hmm… good, let it remain that way. No need to get others in alert for something like this."
Invel tried to argue her with his always calm demeanor.
"I must disagree with you. Keeping his majesty's empire is our top priority. The Lord wouldn't be so pleased if we were attacked by this… thing. It would wise to take action before anything happens."
She sighed at his majesty's ever so loyal servant. It always annoyed her how Invel is so strict to the code...one needs to flexible around the rule. Not wanting to prolong this pointless argument between her fellow Spriggan, she decided to draw out a medium that they can both agree on to.
"I beg to differ, Invel. The way I see it, his Majesty would be disappointed towards us being so vigilant over something like so petty… But for the sake of our argument, I shall humor you."
Invel raised his brows, light reflecting on his glasses as he looked at the Scarlet Despair as she continued.
"I shall investigate this source of force… alone. So that no one in his majesty's empire needs to know or worry about this. And whoever or whatever is creating it, I shall give it a warm welcome.
Do you agree to my proposition, dear Invel?"
Invel smiled slightly, albeit his face remained stoic.
"Of course. That is fine as well."
With it, he was encased in crystals of ice, and he disappeared into thin air.
The High Enchanter looked at the sky and frowned slightly. It was still morning, and she had hoped to work on her new magic that she was creating. But this thing… Whatever this thing was, really started to get on her nerves. Making her investigate rather than just leaving her alone... she mentally punched herself as she recalled the conversation with Invel.
"I guess I brought this upon myself… well, I live to please my Lord…"
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[Warning! Abnormal weather pattern detected]
[Flight system hinderance: 5 percent]
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[warning! Abnorma-
"Mute."
Then all the red markings on his hud disappeared. He steeled firmly as he sensed the ether-nano presence around it. Then, something flew towards him.
He stared emotionlessly at the figure, and it seemed that the thing was getting closer towards him. Then once it got close enough, the blizzard stopped immediately only around it... or rather her. Natsu's brow raised slightly. He growled quietly under his breath.
"Human."
And it was clear what it was. She had long scarlet hair flowing gently alongside the wind, and had an oversized hat. Wearing strange clothes that he never saw, the figure had a long leopard colored staff. Natsu observed the woman thoroughly. Her posture to her magic. The Prime Dragon wasn't all too impressed by her pathetic magic reserves. But then again, his standards were way above the clouds. He had no proper medium for him to compare her.
The Scarlet haired girl spoke gently, but the strange yet sinister tone was visible under the layers of her words.
"I extend his majesty's welcome to you. You can go about to your business… once you answered my questions. And please, speak to me with truth… lying is no way to speak to a lady."
An ominous smile began to form on her face, and Natsu did not care.
"Move, human."
The girl smirked even further. "And yet, you are a human yourself. Now, state your business...human." She replied almost as if she was testing him. Natsu narrowed his eyes at her. He opened his palm almost thinking he should just kill her now.
This woman was nothing more than a distraction in his way. But then, just out of whim, he decided to play along. His eyes briefly looked at his clock on his HUD. He still had time. Quite a lot of it.
"Fine. Who are you?"
The woman courtly responded, yet that wicked smile was never gone.
"Irene. Irene Belserion of the 12 Spriggans"
Natsu chuckled under his metallic helmet. Was Spriggan supposed to be some title?
"Belserion. I will answer your question only under my condition."
She showed a pique of interest.
"Ho?"
"I have some questions that need to be resolved… I will answer you, and you answer mine… I think that is only fair."
This girl… named Irene closed her eyes for a moment, seemingly thinking about his words. And shortly she replied in an obscure manner. Whatever this girl had in mind, something seemed to be off...
"Very well...As we have agreed. I will ask my first question, Are you the source of that magical energy? Did you created it by yourself?"
Natsu wasn't sure what she implied. He was sure he had suppressed his magic... or was she talking about the portal. Whatever the case was, Natsu could only stare at her in confusion. That didn't stop him from suppressing his power even further.
However, before he could reply, she waved it off.
"Hmm.. ah, silly me. Of course, it was you, stranger… I can feel your magic still high as before.
Then her expression suddenly turned all serious and cold.
Moving on to next question… on what purpose have you entered his majesty's empire, Alvarez?"
Natsu's head clicked when he heard that word… Alvarez.. That meant he was in the Alvarez already. He was originally going to ask her that specific question, but now that he was here, there was no need to ask her… but the location of his brother… could be troublesome… He wondered if she possibly can help him finding his brother so that he can give him a good beating before getting some answers out of him. And eventually and possibly...kill him…?
But he was still unclear what she meant by his power still high… So he decided to answer the question as he lowered his power to lowest state possible.
"I am looking for my brother. This continent is the first place I'v come."
The scarlet witch smiled, chuckling in slight disturbing manner.
"Oh… a family reunion I see… but you see, dear stranger, you don't quite give me the impression that of a regular civilian who have come to visit his brother…"
Natsu tersely stated.
"I came to kill my brother Zeref."
The high enchantress's visage widened in shock as thoughts began to whirlpool around in her expression now returned to normal she began to smile again in eerily fashion.
"Hmm.. yes I know this Zeref that you speak of. I can lead you to him."
Natsu's expression loosened up at her words, he was relieved that he can solve his fulfillment at such a quick pace.
Irene's chuckled darkly
"Yes, but not without a catch of course."
He didn't care about the condition. If it can help him reach to Zeref, then all were welcomed. He motioned her to continue.
"You go against one of our members and somehow manage win… you'll be allowed to see your brother. Do you accept my term…?
He was intrigued by her proposal.
"A battle with one of your comrade?"
She nodded. Natsu accepted it cooly. "Fine. Lead me there."
Woman's smile became wider, as it got more sinister. She could not resist the thought that was running through her head.
'This man has no idea what he is running into…'
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-Location: Alvarez, Imperial Palace-
"And you sure he's the brother of Zeref…"
"That was what he told me… and from his words speaks the truth."
"I am not doubting you Belserion… It's just I find it very odd. He's very unlike of our Lord…"
He was simply unsure. First of all, Zeref has never mentioned he had a brother, and if he were important, they certainly he would have mentioned. Second, this man had a particularly questionable color as his hair. August lived a long life and had seen many things come and go at his life time… but never once thought that he would see a man who dyes his hair in pink… Then a thought emerged… Perhaps this man's sexual taste differed from most of the man...
When he first saw the man, he had… different impression on him. The young man was quiet, calm and collected, and with the peculiar armor, he was wearing made him interesting. He almost saw him as a potential threat. Now that he was placed in front of food, he looked like an idiot.
Time passed as August closely inspected the man. The magic king watched him stare at the food. Stare and stare and stare... as if he had no idea what it was. Natsu's eye blinked once and twice as he dumbly stared at the dishes lay in front of him.
Then his eyes turned to silverware waiting patiently for Natsu to be used. Slowly, Natsu's eye widened, realizing what it was.
August watched the man pick up the fork. Then without he could react, it shot right next to his head, its metallic points stuck on the wall. August's eye widened in confusion at sudden action. Natsu spoke as he stood up.
"I see... you were trying to kill me with all these weapons. But I must say, whoever designed these weapons is a total joke. This knife is dull, horribly balanced... and that trident that I threw is uselessly blunt."
Irene quickly stepped forward to clear the misunderstanding. Both Spriggans were now clear that this man did not know what food is.
"Natsu-sama, that is called silverware... you use them to eat food."
Natsu stared at her with furrowed eyebrows.
"And what is food?"
Both individuals cringed in sadness and bewilderment by his reply. Sweat dropped on both of their head. She carefully asked.
"Natsu-sama... are you telling me you don't know what food is?"
The demonic dragon stared at her with an empty expression before shaking his head.
A light bulb appeared as he exclaimed.
"Is it a weapon?!"
Then from the corner, a female voice replied to that question.
"Yeah. It's a weapon. We throw them at each other during the food war."
Irene stared at the new comer to the conversation with a mild amusing smile, while August frowned deeply. The woman had a figure similar to Irene but came to a hand short in height. She had a golden hair and a pair of matching golden eyes. Her skin lightly dusted with a color of a mild milk tea, or cafe latte, her contrasting pink lips curled up wryly.
Natsu responded.
"Really?"
Irene shook her head.
"Dimaria, please refrain yourself from confusing our guest."
The woman gestured by putting her thumb between her fingers, before walking away. Natsu stared at the strange gesture, before following it himself. He questioned back to both individuals, returning to the original topic.
"So what's food? Are you sure it's not a weapon?"
The Scarlet Enchantress quickly replied.
"Natsu-sama, food is something you eat to replenish the energy... are you sure you don't know what food is? No living souls can live without food..."
He stared back at her, scratching his head while his other remained locked in that odd gesture.
"I don't eat."
Irene sweat dropped once more by his blunt reply.
Then she motioned to Natsu as she sighed in defeat.
"Natsu-sama, your opponent is waiting for you on the other side of the wing, if you will, I will lead you to her."
Natsu Nodded. He stepped closer at Irene. Standing a head taller than her with his broad and muscular chest yet lean physique, he once again sported that professional look.
"Alright. Lead me to her. Am I fighting her right away?"
"No, you will fight her tomorrow, but you only meet her now just for an introduction."
Natsu acknowledged as Irene motioned once again. However, even despite his readiness to the battle, that hand continued to make that same gesture. She coughed, mentioning,
"Natsu-sama, you can rest your hand now."
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"This is Brandish Mu… the Country Demolisher."
As the door opened, there revealed a short green haired girl with skimpily worn clothes, consisting only a pair of bikini and a long cloak. She sat on her throne, carelessly as her one of her legs crossed the other, and her hand on both of the armrest. To her side, a spiky hair man stood, smiling jovially. Natsu, knowing that this will be his time to analyze who he will be fighting for, began a full scan of his enemy. These people were interesting but no different to other Spriggans that he just met. These two indeed had gargantuan magical reserves just like rest of them… although the male was quite smaller than the female…
Natsu ignored them completely. Even he looked at them, it was similar to staring at roaches.
A tick mark appeared on Brandish's head as she noticed his eyes. A man next to her spoke quickly holding his hands to calm his master.
"Hey there! hey, you musn't stare at my beautiful master like that!"
Natsu turned to Irene, visibly confused as he realized they were his fighting opponents.
"They are my opponent?"
Her chuckle grew wider as she saw Brandish's facade beginning to contort with anger. IRene explained in detail.
"Natsu-sama. The girl sitting on her chair is Brandish Mu, and the man standing next to her is Hollow, her assistant. You'll be only fighting her."
At this Hollow commented, before he was shut by Brandish.
"Oh~~! Lady Irene, you are beautiful and so stunning as always!"
"Can it Hollow. You disgust me."
She continued, this time directing to Irene.
"Lady Belserion. what a pleasure seeing you here...and who is that pig?"
Irene smiled slightly at Brandish's antic.
"This 'pig' that you are directing at, is Natsu Dragneel, brother of our emperor, Zeref Dragneel."
Her anger subsided a bit as her curiosity began to pique, and now slightly amused as she saw the armored figure looking at her with frustration behind Irene.
"His majesty's brother…?"
Natsu cut in, as dangerous aura leaked out of him. Not satisfied with the situation and confused by this girl who called him pig, he dematerialized his armor, and approached the girl.
"You are bold, human."
Then without warning, Brandish stood up with rage, her magical aura literally emitting death everywhere. Her eyes were dark, hidden under the shadow of her hair. Her male assistant scrambled in fear, knowing that staying nearby her only increase her anger.
She muttered through her teeth.
"No…"
Natsu's brow raised, slightly confused and interested at the figure's sudden outburst.
She climbed down from her throne and stair, and stood right in front of Natsu, her head reaching to his neck. Then he felt two hands squeezing his cheek with bone crushing power. Natsu slowly looked down with horror slowly building up from his body. 'Wha… what's this…? To such creature to generate this much of terror...!'
She muttered once again.
"I… Impossible…"
She raised her head slowly, meeting Natsu's gaze. Then unexpectedly, her entire expression did a total 180degree flip.
With a star beaming out from her eyes, and her mouth slightly drooling, she began to harass his cheeks with furious blush. Natsu began to sweat, not knowing what to do.
Brandish screamed as she kept continued to harass Natsu's face.
"A Boy with PINK HAIR! KYAAAAAA! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!"
Stars and pink shades of flowers seemed to literally appear from behind…
After a while, she stopped, and Natsu thanked his master thousands time as he tried to regain his breathing.
She stared at him with haunted look for a moment before pulling out a headband with cat ears.
"Here. Wear this."
Natsu looked at the band questioningly. He opened his mouth to refuse, but a threatening gaze poured out from Brandish. Feeling already uncomfortable around this woman, he decided to wear it and get it over with it as quickly as possible.
"Here, better?"
Brandish gasped aloud as she quickly covered her mouth and nose, trying to stop her nose from bleeding.
She whispered.
"Oh my… what have I done…?"
Irene laughed out loud at her fellow Spriggan. There was always something between Brandish and Cat. She didn't what or why, but didn't care. It was always entertaining. However, it seemed that this show that Brandish had put on had to be stopped for a moment, for She has decided that it was time to tell her about the reason why she was here. The quicker the better. However, she was interrupted by Brandish's quick outburst.
"Lady Irene! Is he gay?!"
At this, the always thoughtful and fearless woman began to blush furiously at her words. This was not how it was supposed to go! They were supposed to be discussing the method of battle and how weak and pathetic this Natsu was… not… not this! She stuttered madly, her brain going white.
"W...w...w..what?!"
Natsu growled from the background. "Hey! What the heck are you talking about?!"
But he was ignored as the famed country destroyer began to skyrocket with her nose bleeding, as her imagination took her to her wildest dream… something about… Zeref, and Natsu… and their intense session of 'bro-love'...
And all the sudden… it made sense for Irene too… the reason why Natsu was so excited… reason why he had pink hair… and the reason why her lord was always melancholy. If that's true… what he meant by killing his brother might be meant something else… something figurative...?
NO! NO!
Irene shook her head, refusing to think further before her mind gets corrupted by such an evil force. She mustn't end up like Brandish.
She bellowed.
"Natsu-sama! We are leaving at once!"
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The hall of meeting, a place where all the members of the Spriggans gathered and discussed their tactics, was always a grim place. The hall represented all those meant by war and politics. It was place that only anger and cold, the emotionless machine-like calculation can survive. There was no place for jovial laughs and stories of great feats that went round. This place... Was the summit of all of them, and as the area excreted such venomous setting, they were reflected on them like a mirror.
But tonight... These Spriggans instead of discussing politics and what to do for their empire and for their lord, they discussed something very different.
And they were all talking about one thing...
"This is rather disturbing, Lady Belserion..."
The magic king stroked his beard as he went over the facts... And it seemed clear. This Natsu... Was a threat. No matter the relationship between Zeref and him... The fact that he clearly dictated, "I will kill my brother" was all that said. And it was also clear that this man may be hiding his power. These were the things that they all easily agreed on... However, they were all unclear on two things.
They had no idea why he wanted to kill Zeref. Secondly, they all had absolutely no idea who they were facing with.
A loud bang came from the table, knocking out the wine glasses and various ornaments that were used as decoration."Gahh! What's with all this stupid nonsense! I wanna kill him! I wanna kill him! I wanna kill him!"
Screamed Ajeel in frustration by the fact that meeting hasn't got them anywhere.
"I say we kill him now! Who cares if he's the brother of that bastard?!"
A smooth voice of middle-aged man spoke from the shadow, giving off a strong aura among the Spriggans.
"Ajeel, it would be inappropriate to act too rashly. We must consider the fact that he is our highness's brother... We do not know the consequence of our action yet... He may not be very tolerant of what we did if he figures out…
Besides… it would be most disrespectful if we attacked him during his rest, no?"
Ajeel retorted, "Fuck you, Lessio!"
"You bastards are all just weaklings, can't even lift a finger on a single prey!"
Dimaria snapped, "Just shut it, Ajeel! Don't act like you are a damn idiot! You very well know the situation here!"
Ajeel scoffed, not wanting to say anything more about it. Dimaria continued, this time, turning her attention towards the rest.
"So, what's the plan here then? We let Natsu guy fight Brandish tomorrow, and we show where Zeref is? We don't even know where he is! He's been gone! Like what? Since the last battle for that freaking Lumen Historie!"
Irene countered. "Calm yourself Dimaria Yesta. It only has been three years since the attack. We can still easily find our liege if we really wanted to…although that actually happening isn't very likely, and yes… we let him fight Brandish tomorrow..., "
Jacob spoke walking down from the shadow, and found himself a chair and sat with his legs parted to the sides.
"Hmmm. I don't believe Miss Mu has agreed to this… Do you think really she would allow herself in this…? Afterall, she dislikes what she dislikes… even though it is the tiniest thing…"
Brandish spoke up from the other side of the table.
"Yes… initially, I wasn't very keen on fighting for some like who has an only power of a fly… but When I saw him… I changed my mind… I may enjoy the fight."
Wahl, a mechanical man with black hair covering his face, commented.
"More like, a one-sided murder, hehehe…"
Brandish briefly turned her gaze to Wahl before continuing her speech.
"Correct… This is more likely be ending up with me obliterating him… He seemed to use Re-equip magic… although... It would have been perfect if he was a regular mage... "
From behind, Neinhart agreed, a strange smile never leaving his face.
"Hmmm. ah yes… those types always gets me. They just keep on changing and try to retaliate, instead of being a good fly and die."
The mechanical man's smile began to grow like a savage.
"Then why not break every last one of its toy until it got nothing to play with?"
Neinhart smiled as he began to pour another glass of wine.
"Hmm, that's why I like about you… so straightforward."
August spoke out loud, silencing everyone.
"Everyone, that's enough…Invel...you've been standing there without a word for past several hours. What is your say in this…?"
With it, the room's temperature suddenly dropped. Everyone's face furrowed at what it implied.
"I've never approved any of this."
Dimira scoffed slightly as she stood up from the chair and leaned on a wall behind it.
"Yeah, no big surprise there."
Invel continued.
"This what you call, a plan, Lady Irene, was never agreed on, and never discussed! You should not have brought him here! Not only you have jeopardized the safety of our sire, but you also failed to hold on to our little deal we have made!"
Irene laughed out loud at Invel's accusation. The white-haired man could only growl at woman's behavior.
"Why do you find it so funny?!"
"Oh.. nothing… dear Invel… it's just… you are overly underestimating our power… and who said we'll actually tell him Zeref's location when we don't know where he is?"
Invel glared at her.
"Even though he somehow manages to beat Brandish… there's no chance I letting him get off that easily…"
He tilted his head slightly.
"Are you planning to kill him afterward?"
The high enchantress tsked at his response.
"Have you been paying attention? No, we can't kill him… yet. "
"Then what are you implying?"
"Tie him up and lock him in the cell of course. What else would there be?"
Invel gritted his teeth and stared at Irene with malice, not liking the proposal one bit. From the center, August rose up once more, halting their conversation.
"Alright, then it is settled. It seems that the best course of action is to subdue him and keep him secured until our lord's return. Do we all have an agreement.?
He looked around the hall, and after seeing no objections, he declared an end of the meeting.
Ajeel shouted in anger as they all went about to their own office. Screaming with hate and anger boiling inside him, he punched the wall with all might, leaving nothing but dust on where the wall once stood.
"Gah! Why we can't do anything about it? I swear if only I could get onto arena tomorrow…"
"There's no need for that, Ajeel."
A chill voice spoke from behind, Ajeel turned, meeting with icy glares of Invel sending towards him.
Being already frustrated that he can't do anything, hearing something about breaking a rule from Invel was last thing he had in mind.
"The fuck you do want?"
Invel's cold demeanor began to contort into sickly smile, and his eye emitted a sinister look.
"You see Ajeel, I personally completely agree with you on this matter…"
Ajeel's scoffed.
"So?"
Invel collected his hand as he let in a quick draw of breath before replying.
"The uselessness of the meeting, and incompetence towards our master irritates me to no end…"
"Yeah, so the hell's your point?"
Invel motioned him with a swift gesture.
"Patience, my friend… the point of I am saying this is because: I could not think of a better man suited for this task."
The sand mage's brow went up, now understanding what he meant.
"You want me to kill that pink haired bastard…"
Invel nodded. "I could have done it myself… but you see, attempting assassination is not exactly my cup of tea…besides, I don't think his majesty won't mind some pink haired man-child being dead."
Following on Sand mage's face, a large demonic grin formed.
"I like it! I like it! Yeah! Hehehehe! Just wait you fucker… I'll have you fear me like a god before I rip you to shreds! Ha ha! AHAHAHAHAHA!"