Chapter 1603 – A Life Anew
However, Young Davis had already exhausted his strength by the end of the massacre, struggling through the forces, formations, Emperor Ruth, and even Isabella.
"Both of you.... stop!"
Isabella cried out with guilt encasing her soul for the ninth time as she stood in front of her father. Her eyes were full of tears as she didn’t expect such a thing to happen at all, much less Young Davis going berserk, almost killing her father in the process as he cut off his arm when he virtually targeted his head.
Only then did she take action to stop him, but it was already too late. Her imperial father was alive, but most of her half-siblings were dead, their corpses cut into many pieces on the hallways of the Imperial Palace.
"Move...!"
Young Davis coldly uttered as he pointed his spear at her. His pupils were trembling from pointing his weapon at Isabella. One could see that he didn’t want to do such a thing just by the reaction of his trembling arms and pupils, but rage seethed in his heart, and his thoughts were clouded by hatred.
He needed to kill the people responsible no matter what.
"Kill!"
Young Davis launched himself against Isabella. His spear rushed at Isabella when she did the same, swinging her sword against him.
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Young Davis was sent flying from her attack while the spear in his hand was also struck away, but it was a given, considering that his current cultivation didn’t reach her level. It didn’t matter if he had energy left or not, but he would lose to Isabella. However, due to lacking energy with all three cultivation systems at this moment, he was surrounded, ready to be killed.
"Husband!"
Tina Roxley came to his side as she lifted him up. She was fairly strong but not stronger than Davis. There was no way she could withstand the onslaught of the Ruth Empire.
However...
"No one touches him!"
Isabella defended Davis as she stood before Young Davis and Tina Roxley.
Young Davis looked at her back as her figure superimposed with the big sister who first protected him from being bullied. Tears ran down his eyes while he no longer knew what to do.
"Leave! You’re no longer a part of my Ruth Empire! You’re exiled from now on! Don’t ever show up! Otherwise, I’ll kill you!"
Emperor Mark Ruth bellowed as he held his severed arm in his hand. His eyes appeared full of resentment as if he couldn’t believe that the child whom he protected and fed despite offending the Guardian Alliance went ahead and killed more than half of his family.
"Father, don’t be has-"
Isabella didn’t know what to do as she tried to placate both parties when a voice suddenly interrupted.
"I understand."
Davis stood up, lifted by Tina Roxley as he looked at them with cold eyes.
"Davis, what are you saying? Wai-"
"You’re no longer my big sister, Isabella."
Isabella’s body froze, her expression appearing pale, even aghast, as if she couldn’t believe what he said.
"I won’t pursue this matter anymore, but the next time we meet, we will be enemies."
Isabella turned to look back at Young Davis, but the moment her eyes laid on his serious yet indifferent expression that looked at her with hatred, her expression became deadpan.
"Let’s go..."
Young Davis unhesitatingly uttered. Tina Roxley couldn’t say anything. She just clasped him onto her and took him away.
Looking at Young Davis leave, Isabella’s deadpan expression didn’t change. Her sword was pointed downwards in defeat while there seemed to be no energy dwelling in her body to reply either. Her eyes appeared dull, her heart feeling broken.
’Is it like pressing the restart button to restart a game...?’ Davis wondered.
However, it’s not like they do it on their own. Fate decided for them to die that way as it more or less had a significant influence on their ends.
Otherwise, would he be able to see lifespans if their fates weren’t preordained?
Were the heavens just cruel? Was it the natural way of things?
Even now, Davis presumed that he died and was just being corrected by the reincarnation cycle showing his original life’ memories to send him off to the next life. That was just one of many assumptions.
If that was the case...
’Fuck! Release me already! I must grow up as soon as I can and retrieve what I lost... I must get Evelynn and the others back...!’
Davis hoped that they were still alive and escaped with the extra time he had given by eliminating most of the trouble that would come to haunt them after his death. Surely, retreating to the Grand Sea Continent in that time frame was easily achievable.
With this, even if he was reincarnated, he could make his way back. Now, he was a proper reincarnated cultivator who could cultivate tremendously faster with his knowledge as Davis Loret.
While Davis was thinking this without any form or feel, he suddenly felt a sharp feeling of chill outlining his non-existent body in the hollow space. The next second, the feeling of warmth encased his lower body.
’What...!? This... this feeling...’
Davis didn’t have a face at this moment, but if he had, it would appear as if his face was contorted in pleasure. Soon, that feeling of warmth overloaded, making him feel as though as if he was going to erupt, and he did, feeling his soul leave his non-existent body.
However, the feeling of warmth suddenly began to seep through his entire body, making him feel relaxed, his thoughts becoming blank as he let himself be embraced in that comfort.
It was unknown how much time passed.
However...
*Gasp!~*
Davis sucked in a deep amount of cold air as he sat up, taking in long and deep breaths as though his life depended on it. At the same time, his tightly closed eyes widened, an endless amount of white light filling his eyes before the other colors in the chromatic spectrum became discernible to him.
Davis could feel his senses return to him, the feeling of having a body, moving his hands and legs, breathing, and everything. It was all there, making him feel incredulous as he subconsciously raised his weak arms and looked at his pale palms, becoming redder by the second as his heart began to pump blood into every part of his body, including his lower body, as though he was experiencing morning wood.
"Brother!
Suddenly, two arms wrapped around his neck from the side, causing him to freeze. When he turned to look around, his expression quivered, momentarily unable to differentiate between reality and a long dream.
"Clara, you’re alive..."
He embraced her back as he wrapped his arms around her waist, tightly holding her as if he would never let her down in this life.
"That’s my line, dumb brother!~"
Clara shed tears of joy as she held her brother’s head over her bosoms, sniffling for a while before she separated from him, turning to look at the others who appeared dumbfounded by Davis’s recovery, unable to believe this sight as their eyes were full of incredulity.
Davis regained his emotions from flooding him, but when he turned to look at the others: Natalya, Isabella, and another person he didn’t expect to be here, his expression couldn’t help but tremble as a wave of disbelief washed over him.
He quickly turned to look at Clara. His lips couldn’t help but quiver as though he is in a frozen atmosphere. The chill he felt at that moment before being embraced by warmth was truly indescribable that he felt fear as to who it might’ve been.
"Clara, did you help me recover...?"
Clara’s smiling expression froze. Her cheeks adopted a crimson shade of embarrassment that she quickly raised her hand and pointed her finger towards the person Davis didn’t expect to be here.
Davis gulped, turning to look at the other side of the garden hall before he saw Shirley standing, looking at him with glazed eyes that were full of relief and joy, as similar as the others present.
Nevertheless, he sprang up from the bed and jolted towards Shirley, appearing in front of her as he took hold of her hands, abruptly sensing a response that was insignificant but easily distinguishable to his senses. His gaze moved between her belly and her beaming face before his mouth finally moved amidst the silence.
"Is... Is it our...?"
Shirley’s smile became even more of a shy one as she nodded her head and pounced on him, embracing him as tears flooded her eyes.
"It’s our child."