Emperor's Reckoning

Chapter 542: Lyon is Not A Noble

Lyon shrugged his shoulder, “Then, how does one go to heaven? Surely it’s not by being dead right?”

Lyon chuckled, however, the other two didn’t get his joke.

“They set up a special gate for it,” said Kesya. “The gate is inside a hollowed tower and we can go anytime you want.”

“I see,” said Lyon. “What is this tower for? Symbolic that they or of a higher being or something?”

“They have always been haughty about themselves,” said Assid as he showed a scowl on his face.

(It seems like they all detest Heaven despite most of the cultivators admired them) thought Lyon.

“When will the tournament start?” asked Lyon.

“Soon,” answered Kesya. “Those patriarchs and matriarch are going to that gate as we speak.”

“Can we hitch a ride? Hahaha!” laughed Lyon. “However, sadly we need to wait for Graham, so let’s depart tomorrow instead.”

Lyon waved his hand before he entered the market and blended in with the masses. The local cultivators and those from afar immediately gave them smiles. The youth was no ordinary person. The three great families softly admitted that he was the most dangerous person in the Mortal World. Compared to none, the summit had declared that he stood above them all.

“Young master, please take a look at this item. It might not be worth a level in your eyes but it is a token from me, please take it, young master!”

“Young master, I have some token too!”

“No, young master! No need to pay, this is in the house!”

The market was immediately bustling with Lyon garnered the attention he didn’t seek. He was entering the market with an empty pocket but came out with tote bags of souvenirs. 

Those sleazy sellers knew that Lyon would not stay for long in their city even after the entire world had a massive upgrade. He was destined for something else. Thus, for the time they had now, the time where their fate crossed, they were making the best of it.

His unintended ‘shopping’ came to an end after he journeyed to the corner of the city. Despite being polite on the outside, he knew must make good use of it. With his hands full of gifts from the locals, with his cheeks full of lipstick from the flower girls, he was smiling to the fullest.

(Oh look, there are merchants queueing to enter the city) said Lyon as he walked to the gate.

Lyon was all smiles as the guard greeted him with tapping their spears toward the tile. The merchants immediately lightened up seeing the young man himself coming out to greet him.

“Young master!”

“Young master!”

Lyon nodded as he came over and replied to their greetings. His ears perked up as those merchants brought about the most enticing words to favor him. His loads were immediately added from the gifts of goodwill from the merchant. Lyon shook his head in denial but his hand took it anyway. The youth actually walked to the very end of the line before walking back to the city.

“Fu~Hahaha!” Kesya couldn’t help but crouched down while laughing her ass off against the floor. Her eyes were tearing hard as she slammed the floor. The floor naturally broke as the intense force of the general was too much to handle.

Lyon was on his way back to the entrance of the gate before he heard footsteps belonging to that of a horse. He furrowed his eyebrows after turning around. It was a regular carriage with a merchant acting as the driver.

“Ah, young master Lyon, your fame preceded you,” said the merchant before he got off from the driver seat.

Lyon raised his eyebrows before he turned up a smile. He approached the scrawny merchant before ‘looting’ him.

The sun soon set as dusk approached. The thin line of the horizon divided the sky into two, the night and what once a day. The world was basked in beautiful twilight with the moon leading the dark blanket along with its children of stars.

Lyon came back victorious inside the mansion as he brought gifts from various merchants at zero cost. He was relentless, shameless, but relentless nonetheless. With his status, he should have been ashamed in taking them, however, the young man was never a noble like Garuda and the others were. 

“Hey! I brought Gifts!” said Lyon as he laughed at the hall.

“Biane, Clemora! Princess Aelina! Karina! Yunesia! Madoku/ Madoka! Ayumu! Cecile! Ryona! Luna! Lumina! Kyoko!” Lyon shamelessly called the women out.

“Wow, he listed them all,” said Kyoko with a chuckle before she stood up. “Well, let’s see what he got.”

“Hubby!” Ryona immediately rushed forward.

Lyon, however, twitched his eyes as he looked at the first figure that came rushing from his opposite end.

“My son, what did you get me?” said Jin as he laughed against the roof.

He immediately slouched forward with his shoulder hung down. (I didn’t even call out your name).

“Big bro! Hahaha!” said Jugen as he too laughed against the roof.

(I called your sister not you!) thought Lyon as he let out a sigh.

Soon the ladies came out surrounding him. He distributed the loot as they wished it as he didn’t need any. Seeing their smiles were enough for him.

“Oh right! Tuey!” said Lyon as he almost forgot about that demi-girl. 

“Hoo~ Older brother, you finally remember me, huh,” said Tuey as she came out of the corridor.

“C’mon don’t say it like that, you know how things escalated so quickly,” said Lyon as he scratched the back of his head.

“Fusya!”

“Wu wu wu!”

The giant reptile immediately slithered through with the little black wolf.

Fusya immediately grabbed a hold of its dear master as Fenrir used the breasts available as stepping stones before landing right on top of Lyon’s head.

“Fusya!” the giant reptile licked his entire face, leaving an eerie and disgusting droll on it.

“Hmm… the pet is like the master,” said Kyoko as she let out a sigh. “I don’t mind but, the others won’t though.”

“Woah woah wait! I’m not teaching him that eight pairs of breasts leap!” said Lyon in a hurry. (Shit!).

He could hear the cracking knuckles of the ladies before he let out a defeated sigh.