Emperor's Reckoning

Choked by the presence of a man who had deemed impossible to ever wake up, the archers were trembling to the very end of their toes. 

"T-That blonde man!"

"That vigorous stance of righteous!"

"Impossible! Now of all time?! Garuda?!!" 

Some of the archers tumbled down on their butt as their eyes tremble in fear. Meanwhile.

"YAAA!!!!"

"SIR GARUDA!!!"

"GARUDA!!!"

The town entered a euphoric state as they chanted his name. It was obvious how his stance was in everyone's heart. Being respected not just because of being a noble from birth, but also of his merit and achievements. He was definitely one of those rare nobles out there. 

"Please do forgive me, I have not taken a shower yet," said Garuda with a smile. His towering figure was menacing to the bone but his charismatic smile and the well-trimmed blonde beard of his gave out a secure feeling.

(He did it!) thought Yunesia as she get off her seat and took a double step forward whilst looking up. (About one hundred or more physician tried their skills and they could only shake their head! He did it! The sun didn't even move to dusk!)

"He just proved himself to be more valuable than the treasures Treas possessed," muttered Yunesia as she puckered up her purple lips.

"Heh," Cecile smirked before she jumped with only one leap. Her shadow overlapped the people's euphoric faces before she landed right beside Lyon. Her tall figure certainly caught their attention but some of them couldn't recognize her. After all, she rarely went out in public and only her illusive names were spread.

"E-Empress Cecile! Greetings! Forgive me for welcoming you late!" said Garuda.

"Rise and shine Garuda, you've been sleeping for long enough, even your tomboy daughters couldn't help but cry," answered Cecile with a smirk.

"Ah, hahaha," smiled Garuda wryly while Ayumu's cheeks turned a red hue.

(What... what's with this situation?! Empress Cecile and Lyon.... not to mention Garuda. Why? Why?! WHY?! This doesn't make any sense!) said the eldest brother of the three.

"Yo, Garuda!"

The blonde man raised his eyebrows before another figure leaped on top of the luxurious house. The former naturally turned around before he opened his eyes wide and opened his crossed arms, "Older brother Jin?!"

(Jin?! As in The Avalanche Fist Jin?! Emperor Jin?! Empress Cecile's father?! That man?!) thought the eldest brother of three as he made a harsh swallow.

"No need to address me so formally, but I want to ask you something since you have regained your senses or whatnot. Did you really lose to my daughter?" asked Jin.

His question brought a flash of cold, especially Ayumu. She had never heard of her father having a fight against her idol.  She looked at her father who was smiling and grinning from ear to ear.

"Were it not for the cultivation realm that I had,"

"Heh," Cecile smirked as she closed her eyes.

"I would have died."

(Died...?) Ayumu opened her eyes wide as she looked at his father proudly admitting his defeat. No one would have ever know whether he was exaggerating or not, but the fact that the other person was famed for her combat talent since birth could only make it leaning toward the truth instead of lies.

(G-Garuda was nearly killed by Empress Cecile?!) thought the eldest brother of three.

"What..."

"Isn't Garuda belong to a generation before Empress Cecile?"

"She won against him?"

The town was drowned in amazement and disbelief at the same time. The gap between their age was astronomous thus their cultivation level should have followed suit. Garuda was not an ordinary cultivator that was made and grind inside a building. He was made on the battlefield and outside, his combat capabilities were honed by blood and sweat that he shed. One on one against an enemy with the same level of cultivation would undoubtedly end up in his victory, yet.

"I see, pretty benevolent of you to admit that you lose, I know it's not easy for some people," commented Jin before he leaped down to the back of the bird.

"I guess that's why you are trustworthy and your city loves you," said Jin as he nodded.

"Older brother, surely you jest, your kingdom is more vast and colorful than mine. We couldn't compete."

Jin let out a sigh as Cecile chuckled.

"Eh?" Garuda immediately knew something was wrong but he dare not to ask.

"The story for that, is for another time, Sir Garuda."

Garuda raised his eyebrows (That voice!).

"Yunesia! You're alive!" shouted Garuda as he turned around and saw her standing beside Cecile.

"Thanks to you, not a single hair of mine was lost in that place," Yunesia bowed, "I'm eternally grateful."

(Y-Yunesia?! That mage genius?! She is also here?!)

"Jin, I'm looking everywhere for you!"

"Eek?!" Jin's ears were casually pulled.

(That's?! Treas's first granddaughter, Jin's wife! What the... What's going on...) he took a step back with his eyes having difficulty blinking.

"I told you that he is not the right man for you."

His heart almost thumped out of his chest as he heard those words. The last survivor of the three brothers was the only one to see the figure that stood in front of both Jin and Priscila. To be able to give those two his back, his status must be higher than those. (You... you are!!!)

"Lord Var!!"

"Hm?" the old man looked at the lead attacker of the city, "and who are you?"

(The direct descendant of Treas! The one that is supposed to inherit all of those riches! The one that was deemed missing! What's going on here! No... No... It can't be... It must be a coincidence right... the one that linked all of them... it cannot be...) his head felt as heavy as a mountain as he turned around to take a glance and looked at the horrific conclusion that he pulled.

The young man that was wanted by the most influential family in the mortal world was currently smirking against him.