High-Class Mob

Chapter 111: The Sovereign

‘Light is the everlasting element. It never fades and can never be defeated! So, why am I on the ground?’

Olivier was the wielder of the sacred Light. The element that was lost and erased was in his possession. It was the element gifted by the all-powerful Goddess Light.

Before him was a man clad in dark smoke. The dirty and disgusting color of the darkness.

But he was the one on the ground, having the Light of his life robbed off him. He watched as Colt swung his sword, and Olivier saw flashes of the past.

He remembered a group of people in white and a man possessed by a beast. Olivier, who once had a body as frail as a lily, was reborn to become stronger.

“You are now an Apostle, a savior of the world.” They said to him with a smile.

At the young age of 5, he became the savior that shall give rise to a new era. This idea was drilled into his head repeatedly, so he would never forget his reason for living.

He was destined to become someone great. And as he received his first assignment of whispering in Mina’s ears, he was ecstatic.

He was supposed to wait until their love grows deeper before crushing that relationship with a single sentence, but that backfired. 

They visited the child, and he was left with nothing but a failed mission.

Olivier was pissed. He wanted to vent out his frustrations but and the perfect opportunity to do that came when he captured Mina and Filla, but even that didn’t bore fruit. Now, out of the three Child of Light sent to the West, he, the oldest, bit the dust against the man he deemed worthless.

‘I wasn’t supposed to die like this!’ He screamed in his mind as his head got severed by Colt, whose anger overwhelmed even the strongest fat cat on land.

Slash!

Colt raised his head as he killed Olivier. His rationality came back slowly. He raised his head and felt the anger leave him.

Then, before he can fully regain his unguarded morality and conscience, Fluff managed to break through the barrier of anger. The white Light appeared on Colt’s forehead, giving him a clear and clean mind bereaved of guilt for what he had done.

Colt stopped releasing the blood-red mist. His body felt weak and lightheaded; he had lost too much blood from the steam.

With the Light Element out of his system, the World Devouring Mark receded to Colt’s palms. It returned to being a tattoo devoid of strength. It now became something that made Colt look edgier than usual.

And as everything went back to normal, the pain assaulted every corner of his body.

“Haaaa, haaaa, haaa, ack! Damn, this hurts like a motherfu…”

Colt was out of breath and what came next was bodily pain. He was just about to curse when he was slapped by Fluff, saying, “The lass is with us, don’t curse and teach her anything bad. You’re going to turn my effort of covering her eyes in vain.”

“… aren’t you concern about my condition?”

“Erm, no, I’m not. You’re not going to die, so suck it up. It’s far from any vitals, and you have the Chick’s Gift. Your wife has more willpower than you, you’re disgraceful.”

Colt couldn’t say anything back. It’s true that Mina indeed had a stronger willpower than him.

It was the truth, so why go against it. 

“How about Mina? How is she?”

“She’s fine, the Chick gave her a leaf.”

While Colt was busily conversing with Fluff, Mina walked out of the cell with her strength and body at a normal capacity.

When Mina saw Colt, she ran up to him, hugging him tightly.

“I did my best, my love. I managed to protect our daughter.”

“You did, thank the goddesses both of you are all right.” Colt hugged her back.

“Papaaaaa! Ma-Mama almost got killed because of me! I-I’m sorryyyy!” Filla came running to Colt, and she cried as soon as she got a hold of him.

Mina heard Filla and carried the crying lass in her embrace. Though the lass was a genius whose mind is way ahead of her peers, her emotional capacity is no older than that of a four-year-old.

Mina gave her daughter a loving embrace.

“It’s fine. Mama’s all right now. You were also very brave that you didn’t cry, and that alone gave me strength. Thank you for being brave…”

Filla cried louder after hearing her words. Though Filla received no injury thanks to Mina’s self-sacrifice, her mind experienced a tremendous toll resulting in her falling unconscious.

Colt wanted to carry Filla, but Mina shook her head, saying, “It’s okay, I’m used to it.”

With this, Colt managed to save Mina. She suffered at the hand of Olivier, but as he tormented before killing him in cold blood.

Walking out of the cave, Colt and Mina saw Sister Mary waiting for them.

Sister Mary had no blemish on her clothes or any signs of having been in a fight. She was uninjured, and she carried a pleasant smile on her face.

As for Neun, he was nowhere to be found.

“What’s the status, Sister?”

“Everyone’s dead, but we let one of them escape per your orders. The Butler is now heading to inform your father and confirm everyone’s safety so that he won’t actually give his head to the enemy.”

“That’s good…with this, Father will have enough reason to decimate the enemy forces. The war would begin, and it should last for about a month. With Olivier gone, they should be in a state of chaos. They will either retreat or be eradicated.”

War lasts for months to years, but they’ll be easier to deal with without a leader.

When Colt received the information from Light, she added that Olivier was the one leading the Fleet. So with that thought, it was easy for Colt to think of what was needed to be done.

“Let’s return to Wing City, Young Master Apostle. I’ll call upon my Soul Partner to bring us there, Luna, come out.”

Sister Mary called out, and the pommel of her dagger glowed a majestic green.

What came out was a little eagle that soared to the sky and used its Zara to become a Lunar Roc.

With wings spanning twenty meters and being as big as a truck, the Lunar Roc was a majestic Magical Beast.

The Lunar Roc named Luna descended from above. It looked down upon Sister Mary and the rest, “Why have you called me, Mary?”

“I want you to give us a ride back to Wing City.”

“What nonsense, do you think I am some kind of transportation? I am from the Race of the Great Rocs, the Sovereign of the Skies, the Ruler of…”

Pah!

The giant Roc was then slapped mid-sentence by the Chick and flew tens of meters, “Who did you say was the Sovereign of the Skies? You Chicken!”

Said the bird who looked like a Chick.

‘So, that runs in the family?’ Colt thought as he glanced at Fluff.

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