A Demon's Journey

Spyro's motives were clear to Azaroth. And now, getting out of this situation without aggravating it would be tricky.

However, Azaroth only smiled coldly. He already had a devious plan in his mind involving Spyro. These were his thoughts as he mildly drank some alcohol.

Soon, Spyro fought a warrior from each table one after the other. Suffice to say, his title as a genius didn't appear to be a sham. All sorts of warriors had fought against him and used their personal skills, but none were able to force him to take a single step back.

All the people who fought against Spyro looked quite happy even though they lost against him. Because Spyro would advise them and give them a hint on how they should advance further.

Azaroth was disappointed, though. If this genius from one of the Top Ten Ranking Sects was only at this level, this Kingdom would probably disappoint him.

Currently, his retainers were chatting with each other. Their talks were centered around how they were going to accomplish their tasks.

"I will miss you, elder sister," Laura spoke with a distressed look. She then looked at Sargan and added, "Of course, I will miss you too, Sargan."

Sargan replied with a slight smile, "Same for me. I will miss you all."

"Don't create for Master. Make sure to obey his orders. He knows what he is doing." Yrellea poked Laura's forehead.

In return, Laura pouted and replied, "I don't disobey him…."

Ralph chirped up at that moment, "When it suits you, that is."

Laura replied with a mock glare, "Oh shut up."

Ralph ignored her and spoke to Yrellea, "I will inform you if she disobeys master. She only listens to you."

Before Laura could reply to Ralph, Yrellea twisted her ears and replied to Ralph, "Please do so. I will handle this troublemaker."

Noah spoke to Sargan with a challenging look in his eyes, "Don't slack off on your training. Because if you dare to slack off, I will leave you in the dust."

Sargan nodded seriously to Noah's words. When he fought against Noah, his winning rate against Noah was quite high compared to Azaroth's other retainers.

In ten fights, Sargan would take 7, and Noah would win 3 times.

However, Sargan had seen just how greatly Noah was improving. If not for the Petrification Skill, he would only win a couple of times against Noah.

He wanted to retain his title as the strongest among Azaroth's retainers. Well, that was excluding Laura since she was a 4 Star Warrior.

Soon, it was Sargan's vision that fell on the entire charade going on within the Pub. He told his comrades, "Hey, look. Something interesting is going on."

All of Azaroth's retainers turned to look at Spyro fighting against a youth a few years older than him.

Spyro glanced in Azaroth's directions and was internally quite pleased to see that the beauties on Azaroth's table were gazing at him.

He felt incredibly proud at this moment and thought 'Hah! Do you now understand how amazing I am? Haha…'

Actually, if Spyro had looked at their group for a bit longer, he would have seen Laura and Yrellea's expressions change to a look of disgust.

That was because Sargan had just informed them of important information.

He spoke, "This guy is quite a fraud."

Laura asked him with a curious expression, "How?"

Sargan replied, "This guy is wearing a high-grade vest underneath his Spiritual Clothes that immediately spreads the attack's power across his entire body. Moreover, he is using the Earth Ardor to fix his body to the ground. It's only natural that no one of these warriors can move him from his spot even though their attacks aren't that bad."

Yrellea continued his explanation, "Also, this guy strikes only when his opponents have used all their Ardor in their previous attacks. How can these warriors resist an attack once most of their Ardor had been consumed? So, this makes it seem as if he is winning by a landslide."

The curious look on Laura's face was immediately replaced with a disgusted look. She hated such lowly tactics in a fight.

This guy was just using his high-grade defensive equipment to bully the warriors here. If he wasn't even confident of winning, then why did he want to exchange pointers? He was just a pretentious fellow.

Azaroth spoke, "That was sound reasoning. Why do you think he is making such a scene, though?"

Yrellea and  Sargan thought for some moments. It was Sargan who answered first, "To increase the prestige of his sect?"

Yrellea gave her answer as well, "To show off and flirt with women. I recognize a lustful gaze when I see one."

Azaroth spoke, "Both of you are correct."

The two of them were delighted to hear their answers were correct. Azaroth then added, "Such tactics are although common, but they still work well. The requirement is that you must have enough prestige to use them."

Soon, Spyro finished his fight with all the volunteers. He sent a signal to his Senior Brothers.

The two senior brothers immediately began to walk in Azaroth's direction.

Zinon spoke with a kind smile on his face, "Who among you wants to exchange pointers with junior brother?"

Even though it seemed as if Zinon was asking them all, his face was focused on Azaroth.

Azaroth replied offhandedly, "None of us want to challenge your junior brother."

Zinon didn't give up and added, "Are you sure about this? Let me tell you, this is an extremely rare opportunity. Through junior brother's suggestions, you might advance in your cultivation by leaps and bounds."

"Is that so? Talk to me if he beats him." Azaroth said while pointing at Noah. Once he finished speaking, he took another sip of his drink.

"What did you say?! You want to make this little kid fight against Junior Brother! Are you looking down on the Stony Rock Sect?! Do you mean that your subordinate is better than a genius trained by the Stony Rock Sect?!" Zinon's comrade yelled out angrily.

Azaroth completely ignored him. It seemed as if he was just keeping his word. He wouldn't talk to them unless they beat his subordinate.

"You… You are actually looking down on our sect?! You deserve to be punished." Zinon flared up as Azaroth utterly ignored them.

Zinon went to grab Azaroth's collar with his outstretched hand. His hand was pushed back by a mysterious force.

Zinon was silent for a brief moment. He was just taken aback by what had happened. His mind soon registered that mysterious energy had actually smacked his hand away!

When he looked in the direction he was attacked, he saw a little boy seated there with a furious expression on his face.

"You are really rude to the boss.. Didn't Boss say that you can't talk to him unless that guy beats me? How dare you try to touch Boss's clothes then?!" Noah looked absolutely furious at Zinon and his comrade.