The two friends who were catching up with each other after so long; both of them actually forgot the presence of a third man in the room.
While Azzy didn't care, Gideon started sweating bullets upon hearing the tone of the tower master. He couldn't help but stiffly turn his head to look at the old who was giving him a meaningful gaze, Gideon stammered a little bit, "Uhh... Tower Master... that is... you know... how it happens... in relationship... misunderstanding... break up... anger... sadness... hooking up..."
"Gideon!" Tower Master turned serious and let out a powerful roar. Its power was equivalent to that of the roar he experienced a while ago against that immortal bird. The sonic wave generated by the roar was so powerful that Gideon just flew away and crashed onto the rack full of books.
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"Ugh..."
As Gideon let out a painful groan, feeling the aftereffects of the beating he had gotten from the immortal bird, the Tower Master raised his hand to conjure a baton, "You are my successor, Gideon. You are supposed to be the future master of this tower, the one who was prophesized to become the final lightning emperor. You dare to toy with a girl's heart? You really deserve to be punished."
Azzy furrowed his brows, "Wait, what are you doing?"
The Tower Master took a glance at the boy from the corner of his eyes, and replied in a calm tone, "Don't worry. Your friend is merely being disciplined. He won't be badly hurt or anything. Just be beaten enough to be on the bed for a few days."
"Damn you, you bipolar geezer," shouted Gideon, getting up while supporting his waist with his hand, "Regardless of my future sand prophecy and whatnot, this is the matter between me and Zora. So, you shouldn't be involved in it in the first place."
"You dare to talk back to me when you should be apologizing and beg for mercy?"
*Ting*
The baton struck the floor with a wave of the old man's hand, generating waves precisely targetting Gideon like a beam of concentrated waves instead of traveling in all directions from the impact. Azzy wasn't affected in the least, which explains his sheer control over his power.
The concentrated sonic wave had struck Gideon once again, making him crash to the wall and fall to the floor one more time.
"This unreasonable geezer," Gideon complained in a mumble. "It looks like I have no choice but to fight even if I have to surpass my limits one more time."
As they reached the corridors, where there were only two of them, he couldn't help but ask about what could that old man do, now.
Gideon had the same opinion as Azzy's thoughts. He thinks it is probably the beast that will try to stop them. After all, the rune magic will only work once in a thousand years. The Tower Master surely wouldn't be so foolish to activate it, for such an incident.
Since Azzy can beat a demigod, Gideon thought that he could beat the demigod beast too. Azzy felt like he was confident about defeating it too, now that he had the sword of radiance in his hand and his Vajra's soul returned, unleashing its full potential of a mutated celestial-grade Arcana Spirit.
Climbing down the stairs, Azzy talked about several things on the way.
He was really surprised that Gideon knew what was going on at the clan village and he knew about Azzy too, although the information was quite limited.
Gideon just knew what everyone else knew but because of the new goal of becoming a demigod, considering demigods are popping out one after another these days, he had to stay in the tower.
Azzy was nevertheless quite happy that he gets to talk with someone freely, other than his family, after a long time, and he couldn't help but wonder whether he could have a reunion too.
Little did either of them expect that they would be frozen in their paths just as they reached the bottom of the stairs, where they saw several disciples staying at the walls and a displeased Zora was standing there in the center of the hall alongside a familiar figure.
Gideon went down to one of his knees with his fist on the floor and his head bowing in respect, "Your Majesty."
Azzy meanwhile frowned at the sight of the old man, "It's not an illusion. It is Great Great Grandpa Qridus. Why is he here?"
"Azrael Garcia," As Qridus called him out, Azzy too went down to one of his knees, "Greetings, Ancestor."
Several curious gazes fell upon the two of them.
"Mind telling me why the future leader of my clan is acting like a spoiled arrogant brat in my alma matter?"
"Well..."