ARC SEVEN:CH-7.9

The tournament was brought to a halt after the academy received an emergency message.

For the audience it was a total let down because they couldn't see the duel between Lord Ansel and Sorrel. In a hurry the tournament was brought to an abrupt end with sorrel as the winner.

According to the emergency message sent by the Liard unit on earth the mages were preparing for another wave of attack. They also wrote that their was a sudden change of attitude in the movements of the mages. The report also wrote about a mage amongst the anti liard faction with strange abilities. According to witnesses it was a young teenager with yellow hair. No further information was known about that individual but the change in the movements was likely because of that boy's appearance. The report said that he destroyed the unit killing most of them and was even able to construct gateways connecting earth to liard at free will. Currently they were preparing for an attack on Liard.

The academy immediately made arrangements to deal with the problem regarding the mages. Since the tournament was already over the 12 Demon Lords decided to hold the extermination missions right away aligning with the current crisis. The students who entered top 10 were given the option to choose which demon lord they wanted to accompany. Of course it started with Sorrel as the first person to make the choice.

Ivar was about to walk towards Yourk Stone.

"You are choosing him?"

He heard someone question his choice. Ivar turned to Ansel replying.

"Since Aouli will be going with you." According to the original plot that's what happened. Although Ivar was aware that it was different this time he choose to go with Yourk Stone because he could sneak away whenever he wanted if he went with someone weaker than him. Not to mention this whole thing about the sudden attack, which was not in the original made his heart uncomfortable. He had an intuition that the matter was not as simple as it sounded. As if.....gods were involved this time.

Ansel sighed. He noticed how Sorrel went silent as if he was thinking to himself. He had indeed thought that the one to win would be Aouli because he himself have trained the boy personally but Sorrel completely took him off guard, emerging victorious in the tournament. Not to mention Sorrel was holding himself back even when he fought Senk. Seeing this Ansel knew the hidden potential inside Sorrel was something he had underestimated so far. So for that potential to be polished into raw talent he was intending to oversee Sorrel's training personally.

Ansel knew it was an awkward situation for him to be in. But he was not going to waste any effort in training Sorrel now. So he said.

"Come with me. I will teach you some things."

Ivar wanted to refuse. But...thinking it was going to be the same even with this guy he agreed. Walking towards the male lead he saw Aouli leaving with Senk.

The aftermath was a total disaster.

Villages were burnt. Cities were attacked by the mages. The buildings destroyed, crumbling down like falling waterfalls. By the time the military army arrived the destruction had already began in different areas of liard. The mages and the military army collided, causing the magnitude of destruction to double. While some military units were undercover, evacuating the people of warzone areas to safety.

It was a total chaos.

The world was once again hit by a shockewave of a large scale attack. The intensity of the battle differing from one place to another.

Splash.

Splash.

The sound of the surface water moving when being entered by something foreign resounded in the forest. With greenery surrounding the nearby area a fragile, slender figure was seen bathing in the calm, blue lake.

Wiping up his enitre body he ducked underwater, swiming around for sometime to wash away the smell of blood from his body. The stench of blood thirst was so hard to wash away.

Ivar along with his unit have been fighting mages for two weeks straight. During all these 14 days they did not rest even for a bit, keeping on fighting and fighting the mages until they killed each and every mage that was around the area. The stench of sweat and blood had dried up in their clothes staining them with blood and dirt. After they were finally done they had some time to spare. So most of them were taking baths right now. Because Ivar did not like the idea of bathing with strangers he decided to find a lake in the forest and use it as his personal bath spot. Thankfully there was a lake here. The cool currents of the water seeped into his skin as if to was detoxifying the filth on his skin.

Ivar raised his head looking up at the sky. Closing his eyes he felt the silent atmosphere which was rather calming to him.

"How many days has it been since then...." He thought to himself.

*Splash. Splash.*

The sound of splashing water rang in his mind as he remembered a rather embrassaing scene from his memory. Two bodies connected with each other were seated inside a huge bath tub, the two sticking closely with each other as they moaned, moving their bodies with matching rhythm.

"Hng.....t...ang...oo...deep...p...hyyaa...." He moaned when his lover pushed himself deeper inside him.

*Thrust*

*Thrust*

Feeling the beastly rod pushing in and pulling out of him, stretching him to fit itself inside his tiny place, setting his insides on fire, his breathing became haggard as if he was out of air.

"Hngm...mp....angm....mp..."

Wet sounds began leaking from their mouths where their tongues were dancing with each other. The slick kissing sound and the sound of thrusting continued for quite a few hours. The overbearing man was like a hungry beast tasting him again and again. Meanwhile he wasn't any better never wanting his lover to pull out from him.

"Babe....are you okay?"

"One last time....."

"Babe....it feels so good....Hng.....I wish I could be inside you always....like this....."

"Hng.....god....I am going to die...."

"Don't say that...hng....you are not allowed to leave me.." He whispered back to his lover.

His lustful gaze staring down at him, made his heart tremble with excitement, fulfilling his desire to have this man's eyes linger only on him....

He was his alone! Only his!

Thinking about his lover Ivar could feel his body temperature heat up a bit. His cheeks flushed red as he recalled the time when they soaked themselves inside the bathroom, making love for several hours....

Wang Lei ....where are you.....

It has been quite some time since he came to this world but these few days felt like years for him. Ivar was the indulging type. Whether it was with his family or with the man he love, he directed his entire affection and devotion to those he loved. For him living a day without them felt like torture.

He raised his upper body from the surface water. Stretching his hands outward he stared at his fingers reflecting against the warm sunlight.

"I must hurry...." He murmured to himself, lost in his thoughts.

Unaware that someone was watching him.

With a complicated gaze Ansel examined the boy soaking himself in an isolated lake, away from rest of the unit. Earlier he noticed that Sorrel was missing so he searched for him only to find the boy bathing in a lake outside the forest. Furthermore the expression sorrel had right now was somewhat mysterious adding a peculiar impression of the boy in the eyes of those who saw him.

No doubt the image of this boy was alluring right now.

Even in the earlier battles Sorrel didn't hold back, wiping out a group of ten mages with one single attack. That sight of Sorrel wiping out a single unit by himself was jaw dropping even to Ansel, not to mention the rest of the unit members were shocked speechless when they saw it happen.

This little boy was taking him by surprise... one by one. The subtle change in Sorrel was alluring even in the eyes of Ansel as an individual.

His eyes widened when he saw the boy suddenly smiling to himself. With his slender figure and his pale skin reflected by the sun light, highlighting his white hair wet with sprinkles of water, his tinted red lips rising to form that devastatingly alluring smile....Sorrel's eyes were tearing up with droplets that travelled down his wet cheeks.

"...." Ansel found this image of his so mysterious and alluring as if the boy was going to melt into the water. He looked so fragile and weak.

ZIINNGGGGGGG!!!!

"!!!" Ivar Widened his eyes when he felt a warm sensation shaking up his heart. It was very light but was very profound, the warm feeling echoing in his heart making his enitre soul tremble frantically.

I see.

So.... He is alive.

WANG LEI IS SAFE! HE IS ALIVE.

His lips curved to form a sweet smile, his eyes misty with tears. Something fell out of his eyes, wetting his lower lashes. He knew he was crying.

"Thank goodness." He uttered clenching his chest, hitting himself repeatedly there.

THANK GOD! REALLY! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

"....." Thank you so much for keeping my lover safe. Really.....

Not daring to lift his head he ducked inside the lake again, letting his tears of relief and longing become one with the lake water.

During this time he had yet to know of an annoying person searching for him.

"We have found somone meeting the requirements of that description." A mage reported to a person.

His lips curved. "Is that so?" He turned around to face the mage. Revealing his slick yellow hair. His pair of amber eyes were burning with anticipation.

"Good work. As a reward I will help you win this war." He spoke, still smiling.

Now that he have traced down his targets he was going to move right away.

"Last time we left things hanging on so this time we will finish our bussiness for real."

Just you wait!

Elm!