Divine Artifact II

Before falling, Iwan looked like a fabulous knight before the lady as he stood in front of her like a sturdy wall. But, the sudden appearance of the red screen caused him to crumble like a sandcastle getting hit by a wave.

"Mhmm~"

Iwan couldn't even open his eyes.

'Damn it!'

Iwan cursed while feeling light-headed.

He didn't even know that nine seconds had already since he had fallen on the beauty.

"What is this softness? Did you come back, Old Pudin?"

Iwan mumbled while pressing hard against the softness as he slowly opened his eyes.

He found himself rubbing two peaks of utmost fairness and softness.

"This..."

Iwan had no words. He stuttered while feeling a strange pressure falling over him from all sides.

The red screen was gone, but Iwan hadn't realized the absence of the screen.

Iwan removed his hands and got up. He couldn't even look at the lady. Just thinking about the expression that she would have on her face would kill Iwan right on the spot.

"Lady, I will let you punish me after dealing with these bastards who HAVE certainly caused this shameful accident."

"I could never imagine touching your bo- Sigh~."

Iwan just said what he had on his mind.

The beautiful lady had an expressionless face. Her hands were hanging lifelessly.

It was as if she had just experienced her death.

There was a tinge of redness on her cheeks that was slowly appearing. She was processing the incident that had just happened and could only glance at the incident's perpetrator silently.

Iwan felt a stinging pain on her back, but he didn't dare turn back to look at the lady.

'She will slice my head off with her ice claw if I looked at her after what just happened.'

Iwan thought in his head. He knew that if people were surrounding him, then right on her back was someone who was an army on her own.

"Why have you bastards surrounded me?"

"You called me 'bastard,' but only a bastard would appear in a group of hundreds and surround a handsome man who was just sharing his sad past."

Iwan said with a confident tone. Then, he asked them a question without letting them give him an appropriate answer.

"So, answer me, and I shall spare you."

'Damn, I should have joined the Bullshit Sect back in Russia.'

Iwan complimented himself after finishing the scolding with a decisive end.

The hundreds of people were silent. They all had just called Iwan a 'bastard' when he had fallen on the beauty behind him.

The same people were utterly silent. They had entered the wrecking yard as if something about Iwan had ticked them off.

But now, they stood silent like their tongues had been slashed and their mouths were locked.

"Why? Why won't you answer me?"

'Haha. Funny bastards fell for my bluff.'

Iwan was sure that his powerful end and his majestic tone were the reason behind their silence. However, he didn't know that his being wasn't worth noting in their eyes.

They were only staring at the lady while biting their lips and shivering in fear.

One of them, out of the eight hundred and eighty-eight suspicious people, came forward and fell on his knees while sweating.

"My lady."

The man said while bowing his head.

"My Lady? But, I am a man. Did I scold you all too much?"

"Sect Leader! Please, allow us to drag this Beast back to the Ice Raven Sect and torture him to his last breath."

The man said lightly as if his words would become a reality with just a nod from the lady.

Finally, Iwan realized what was happening.

'Beast? He is talking about me.'

'Are they all from the Ice Raven Sect?'

'Then, the Sect Leader of the Ice Raven Sect, the Crimson Raven, is here. Since he is bowing to me while calling out the Sect Leader so respectfully, the Crimson Raven must be behind me.'

Iwan looked up at the vast sky with a look that showed that he had given up on life.

'Just, what is this disgusting luck?'

Tears rolled down his face, and he fell to the ground dramatically.

Even though he wanted to show remorse, and this was his way of doing some right to the wrongs he had just committed, nothing worked.

A cold aura froze his back, and his shirt slowly faded away.

"Just not this. Not while these grown oldies are staring at me."

Iwan was more worried about his body than the aura that had caused this.

"Raise him and turn him towards me. I will punish him accordingly."

The lady said in an icy tone. Her cheeks were still red, but that wasn't because of some magical feeling that she had suddenly felt for Iwan after his hands went over her peaks. Instead, it was the accumulation of her embarrassment that she had to endure in front of her subordinates.

The people surrounding them were the elders and the inner disciples of the Ice Raven Sect.

"This is the most despicable moment I have faced."

The lady said while looking at the big back of Iwan. Because of his dirty shirt, she could have never guessed that he was hiding such a well-built body. It was like she was feasting her eyes on a demon's grin. That's how well carved Iwan's back looked to her.

"I was even ready to help you after hearing your sad past."

The lady told Iwan her thoughts while one of the elders was standing next to Iwan.

"But, you-"

"What are you doing?"

Iwan could only shout while watching the elder raise him with one hand after grabbing his neck. He didn't even realize that he had interrupted the heartfelt speech of the Crimson Raven.

The dark claw of the elder enveloped his neck like it was nothing.

"That's the second strongest hand technique of the Ice Raven Sect, The Shadow Claw. With coldness that freezes even the hair on the skin and the darkness that instills fears in the heart of the enemies. It looks just as ugly as I had heard in the rumors."

Iwan was a grown man, yet the elder handled him like a baby.

He was excited, and even this hopelessly damned situation didn't stop him from being an honest bastard.

The tips of the dark claw slowly lodged into Iwan's neck, and blood seeped out of the five wounds on his neck.

'Ouch. That hurts. I should let this fool know just in case.'

"You are hurting me."

Iwan told the elder while staring right into the glaring eyes that were ready to end his life right here and now.

The elder jerked Iwan, already two feet above the ground, while just being held by his neck.

"AHHHH~"

Iwan screamed in pain. He could feel himself being shocked by the elder's energy to the last fibers of his muscles.

"No-Not fun."

Iwan mumbled while his consciousness was fading away.

The elder didn't care one bit. Instead, he glared at Iwan with a murderous gaze.

He and the other hundreds of the Ice Raven Sect wanted to kill this man.

When the energy of their Sect Leader was being sapped at an alarming rate, they all had been alarmed; thus, hundreds of them rushed to this wrecking yard.

Yet, they found a talentless piece of trash who looked like he hadn't even taken a bath since his birth.

"You have gotten slow in acting upon my order."

An icy voice entered the elder's ear.

The elder shivered, which caused Iwan to feel another electrifying jerk.

"Ahhhh~"

Iwan felt pain but was also thankful.

"I was not sleeping, but thanks for waking me up like this."

With a hoarse voice that barely left his mouth, Iwan rambled on.

Two other elders came forward with a bucket full of water and rained it on Iwan.

The only thing the water did was clear away all the dirt and the dust that Iwan had gathered in the last five years. Along with his clothes. He was already showing his bare upper body, but now all of his cover was blown.

"No, not my pant. I never even pulled it down my feet for the last five years."

Iwan screamed with whatever courage he could muster. But, unfortunately, every time he shouted or screamed, he would have to bear the endless pain rising from his punctured neck.

"Damn, all that muscle but just a bean down there."

A voice entered the ears of everyone surrounding Iwan. Someone from amongst the Ice Raven Sect couldn't stop himself from making fun of Iwan's insecurity.

"Haha~"

Laughter bloomed in the wrecking yard while tears flowed down Iwan's face.

"Kill-"

Iwan mumbled while another person couldn't hold back her rage.

"Silence."

The Crimson Raven shouted, and silence fell to the wrecking yard instantly. As for the elder grabbing Iwan by his neck, he turned Iwan towards the Sect Leader after covering, 'you know what.'.

"Ahem, But who knew that you would fool me for so long to sap away my internal energy with your shitty-looking divine artifact. Now, where is it? Bring out that key."

The Crimson Raven continued, but she couldn't look at him while ordering Iwan and blaming him.

Iwan's clothes were gone, and now he was out in the open like a beast. She knew that the man in front of her was a talentless person when it came to learning the martial arts of the martial society. But, she couldn't stop herself after looking at Iwan's body.

"A 'T' shaped body, but your luck is so devastating that there is no hollow to fill this body with."

The lady spoke rudely to Iwan, who barely held onto his life in this shameful state. But, even with a few glances, she knew what she was eyeing.

'All of them can see my butt.'

Iwan was worried about other things.

"Now, hand over the divine artifact, and I will give you a peaceful farewell."

Crimson Raven commanded Iwan while taking two steps toward him.

"The divine artifact this. The divine artifact that. Divine. Divine. Artifact. Artifact. BULLSHIT. Return my clothes."

Iwan sang a beautiful song that only held one meaning.

"So, you won't hand over the key?"

A cold aura exploded from the lady. The elder dropped Iwan and jumped back. Everyone from the Ice Raven Sect hurried back.

The cold aura was why the Crimson Raven was called 'Crimson' Raven instead of just a Raven.

"It's the Crimson Chill."

Iwan mumbled with glittering eyes. He could see crimson snowflakes forming all over his skin. His breath was slowing down. Death was just an inch away.

"What's your answer?"

Crimson Raven stared at Iwan, who was rising like a phoenix.