Chapter 29: The Second To Approach

“It can’t be!” The former, composed and adult like voice of Sister Iaura retorted.

“But it is!” The juvenile voice further repressed the other voice. “He deserves it!”

Sister Iaura’s expression convulsed as the white gleam in her eyes dimmed and a blue hue took its place. She pulled twin black pistols from under her garments, similar in their design to her intricate silver blue pistols, and flung the short barrels, aiming at Zax.

When she got captured, Zax confiscated her spatial ring and failed to find any other spatial object on her person, yet she somehow managed to conceal the pistols and perhaps more stuff.

From the pain, the turn of events that seems like a ploy and her unbridled behavior, Zax became livid. He swung his arm, knocking the pistols from her hands and grabbed her throat in a tight squeeze.

“You...” He could barely speak. Enduring the excruciating pain to his soul and spirit required his full concentration, and that was before thinking about healing to horrible black cracks all over his body. ‘No, this is another of her three personalities! The one I’ve met before... ‘ Zax realized.

“Unhand me or I really won’t forgive you!” The juvenile Sister Iaura wriggled. “Shameless, ungrateful!”

“It wasn’t you who helped my son”. Zax said hoarsely, pinning Sister Iaura to the ground.

“Who else is there than me?!” Sister Iaura squirmed.

“The other you, with the light attribute energy”.

“His Young Eminence will save me, you’ll see! My attribute is icy, liar!”

‘Is she not aware of her condition?’ Zax frowned. ‘Now is not the time to argue with her. I can’t kill her and currently too weak to channel a soul attack to incapacitate her’.

Physical strength was all that remained and even that had vastly declined due to his injuries. Inhaling, Zax drew on the worldly dark attribute energy and that in every resource in the room, turning much of it to dust. And yet, there was a long way for him to recover.

Utilizing the strength that he gathered in his palm, he strangled Sister Iaura.

She was a Peak Core Master and could sustain without her air for long periods of times. When she needed to breathe but there was no air, she could alternatively absorb the energy of the world, or if her understanding was sufficient, the attribute energy of the world she had affinity to.

To prevent her from struggling, Zax expended the Devour nature of the dark attribute and its three properties to Swallow, Digest, Spread throughout his body Sister Iaura’s energy.

In comparison, Sister Iaura, at least the one in control at the moment, had a shallow understanding of the Cold nature of the icy attribute and its three properties: Heavy, Smooth, Flow, making her resistance futile.

In no time she lost consciousness and, again, protected by light element energy.

‘Niel... ‘ Zax turned to his son, relieved. Ultimately he got what he wanted and disregarding that manner in which it happened, it is still can be said to have been easily achieved. ‘Maybe it was really a coincidence and the sliver of Godly Retribution just caught a ride with my Inner Panorama’s replica?’ He decided not to wake Niel and began to introspect himself. ‘I did everything I was told. This girl is just a postulant but her status in the Holy Palace is certainly higher than anyone else on this planet, otherwise, Silternjan, Northstar and Stelero Mars could have also suggested a sermon to expel the Godly Retribution. They are incapable of such feat but she can. It’s possible that The Almighty actually care for her ... but to a degree, enough to pardon the “accomplice”, but not the main offender?’ For an instant he tried to figure The Almighty’s motive. ‘I can’t discount the possibility that Niel was spared so I won’t do anything substantial to harm her in response’. This was his greatest fear, because if Sister Iaura was not in his possession and he would have made a determined attempt to deal with the Godly Retribution, then Niel might have been dead right now!

With this last thought he proceeded to slowly heal and hope ... that no irreversible was done to his spirit and its endeavor for the last bottleneck of insight.

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“Why won’t go outside? The others enjoying themselves in the city. I want to enjoy myself with the beautiful women of this city. Only you edgily huffing and puffing. I thought that you hated danger...”

A middle aged, black haired, gray skinned man rested arms stretched sideways on a velvet sofa. In front of him a short haired, tanned youth paced back and forth atop the marble floor of the hall of a room they stayed in.

“Deathly danger, I hate gratuitous danger!” The youth corrected in annoyance. “With reasonable danger I’m completely fine!”

“Here, sir”. A young female secretary brought a tray with glasses and a yellow bottle of some hard drink. “This is the ‘Aureolin

Pineapple Nectar’ you drank on your last visit”. She courteously said and placed the tray on the table before the sofa.

“I can pour on my own”. The black haired, gray skinned man grabbed the secretary’s slender forearm and gently pulled. The secretary lost her balance and fell to his lap, startled. “Instead, why won’t you join me as good company until we can get in?” The man’s handsome smile and alluring eyes negated the notion of refusal from the young secretary’s mind and she very meekly nodded.

“L-I-M-I-N-T-O-N!” The youth snapped at the philanderer.

“What, Bin Bin?!” Being interrupted as a bit of fun was finally and literally on his lap, got Liminton to bark back. “It’s not my fault that the church takes precedence in your uncle’s point of view, so what do you want from me?” His outburst scared silly the young secretary. Feeling her shivering, he granted and sent a stream of soul energy to her sea of consciousness.

The secretary’s eyes became cloudy for a second and then clear again. “Eh? Sir! I- I- have to return to my post”. She jumped on her high heels and hassled to her desk, sole desk in the entire hall, next to a pair of four meters tall ebony doors.