Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 50: Complex Emotions (2)

Just like this, the clans of Earth converged onto Dyon’s battle. Not a single person of importance missed his valiant showing. Among them, even Madeleine’s foster family stood in the skies, standing upon the patented Golden Eagles of the Sapientia family.

It seemed that Pertinacis, Madeleine younger brother, had had some accomplishments in the past few decades. After all, his mother, and Head Sapientia’s second wife, had always been from a higher ranked Sapientia branch, only a step away from their God Clan branch.

That said, this wasn’t the only reason he succeeded, even surpassing his elder brother, Oliver. Madeleine had no love lost for this foster family of hers, but she didn’t feel right cutting off all relations with them. As a result, during the time Dyon was in a coma, she often helped them out.

By now, Pertinacis had graduated from his carbon frames glasses and finally entered the ranks of crystal framed Sapientia. He was the hope of his family.

However, Oliver was truly a tale of two sons. He never truly got over the fact he was nearly responsible for Dyon’s death. Although Dyon didn’t care to trouble him for it anymore, he forever lost the love of his younger sister…

Aside from Madeleine’s foster mother and father, her brothers were not aware of the fact Madeleine wasn’t their blood-related sister. So, from their youth, they had always treated Madeleine like their own sister. Oliver always dotted on her, and Madeleine always dotted on Pertinacis. However… Their family was forever fractured.

Maybe Madeleine would have been able to slowly forgive them if they repented. But, after she learned that her own father and mother tried to do the bidding of Connery Sapientia and steal away her unconscious body during the World Tournament War, she felt like they crossed a line she couldn’t forgive…

She could forgive one mistake, but the same mistake twice? Even for the kind-hearted Madeleine, it was too much.

Now, Oliver had his own sons and daughters, having married a young mistress of the Big Sects. But, instead of being happy, he continually fell into an abyss… After all, his love had always been Eli’s elder sister, Venus, yet he was forced to marry Jessica Knoton.  

This said, this Sapientia branch family weren’t the only ones with complex feelings about Dyon’s appearance, though.

Remnants of the Cavositas clan and Niveus Sect were also present.

Ace Cavositas had been brewing in hatred for decades. He was aware that his father died under the schemes of Loki, but he couldn’t rid himself of hatred for Dyon at the same time.

The Chaos Arenas of his family fell into ruin, various once loyal elders had been executed for their role in the rebellion, and his clan, once a mighty God Clan, had become nothing more than a normal family no different from the dregs of Earth.

As for Evelyn Niveus’ younger sister, Erea, she too was present.

After her elder sister ran away with her fiancé, Lionel Belmont, the responsibilities of the Niveus Sect fell onto her shoulders. Since they no longer had a celestial in their ranks, they too were no longer among the ranks of God Clans and Sects, but she still did her best.

For obvious reasons, her feelings were also mixed when seeing Dyon again.

In truth, she met Dyon at the same time Ace met Dyon, however, unlike the other young geniuses of the God Clans, she didn’t join in the one on eleven fight Dyon was forced into. But… She didn’t do much to try and stop them either.

On the surface, it was Dyon’s fault that her sister’s virginity being lost became public knowledge, causing a stain on their Niveus Sect’s name… It was also Dyon’s fault that her Master, Matriarch Niveus died… It was also Dyon’s fault that her sister was gone, likely to never be seen by her again… Yet, she knew that Dyon wasn’t truly to blame for all of these things causing her to have nowhere to place her anger…

All of these people stood in the distance and watched Dyon fight the fight of his life. Whether they hated him or loved him, they were all there, watching silently.

Some may have had some comments in the beginning, but who could watch a man fight from days on end, see his struggle with his life on the line without ever showing a sign of giving up, yet remain unmoved?

None of them admitted it out loud, but they were impressed to their core. The events of Dyon’s saint tribulation were ones that they would never forget in their lifetimes…

Men and women alike stood with their fists clenched, and although Dyon was too distracted to realize it, his sovereign’s heart grew slowly, but surely. There was no noticeable change for now, but the seeds of such a thought were planted in the minds of millions during those days… So much so that what looked like his final moments caused their hearts to seize in unison…

They suddenly realized that they didn’t want this valiant young man to die…