Miss Most Perfect Beauty
Who is Cyrill?
“Who is this guy? Why did his arrival torture me?”
Scarlesia staggered to the side, Natasha who was right next to her immediately embracing her shoulder in order not to fall over. He continued to touch his chest, a sense of heat continued to spread throughout his body. His heart seemed to be torn apart by thousands of needles, his face turned deathly pale and looked in great pain.
“Your Majesty, what happened? Do you hurt?” anxious Natasha.
The atmosphere of the hall was suddenly silent due to Natasha's voice asking about Scarlesia's condition, the guests were wondering about what was going on with Scarlesia. Cyrill grinned at Scarlesia struggling with her pain, Dizon also worried with Scarlesia who suddenly grimaced in pain without knowing the reason why she could be in pain.
“Are you okay, Your Majesty? Let me check for a minute your pulse,” said Cyrill.
Just as he was about to touch Scarlesia's hand, Xeon just came straight to violently reject Cyrill's hand.
“NEVER TOUCH IT DAMN!” sergeant Xeon is emotional.
The atmosphere in the party hall grew increasingly cold and gripping, while Scarlesia grew whimpering in pain. Elios pulls Scarlesia's body into his arms, telling Natasha to get away from there immediately. Zenon also sensed that something was amiss from Cyrill, he smelled that there was a great danger coming. If Xeon had not rejected her hand, she did not know what would have happened to Scarlesia.
“Pushing...it stifles and makes me sick, please take me out of here. I don't want to be close to that guy, ” Scarlesia said. His whole body shook violently, his face grew pale. Worried, Elios finally led him out of the party hall. While the others, remained in the hall to pay attention and find out who Cyrill really was.
“For a long time not meeting Xeon,” greet Cyrill smiling.
“Why are you here? Are you here to hurt Sia again?” suspicious Xeon.
“You are still the same as you used to be, still beside him to protect him,” Cyrill said.
“ANSWER! DON'T TALK ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE! ARE YOU HERE TO HARM SIA AGAIN?” xeon shouted in emotion.
“For what do I hurt the girl I love the most? I'm just here to see it,” elak Cyrill.
“You never gave up, how many times do I have to tell you? Sia will never be yours!” press Xeon.
Xeon's anger overflows, she almost attacks Cyrill but is held captive by Louis.
“Hold your anger Xeon, here are many people. You don't want to hurt them, do you?” hold Louis pat Xeon on the shoulder.
Xeon regained her senses, she sighed and tried to relax herself before her anger brought calamity to others.
“Who is he? Why can Sia be in pain when she sees him?” ask Oliver.
“He is Cyrill, the assistant creator god who eventually betrays and sides with the god of darkness!” answer Xeon.
“Assistant god creator?”
“Woi woi Xeon don't reveal my identity to them carelessly,” Cyrill said.
“If you want to know the story more, I will tell you later. Now I must focus on this man, if left unchecked he will harm Sia,” said Xeon understood by Andreas, Zenon, Oliver, and Louis.
Later, Eldrick and Carlen and Aldert approached them to ascertain what they were talking about. Meanwhile, Dizon inched back because he thought that this was a matter that he could not interfere in.
“What is this? Where is Sia now?” ask Eldrick.
Cyrill disappears from before them all of a sudden, Xeon is in a panic considering that Scarlesia is now in the palace garden.
“FAST FOLLOW SIA! WE DON'T KNOW WHAT THE MAN WILL DO ON SIA!” decree Xeon.
On the other side of the palace, on the bench of the palace garden Scarlesia sat down while breathing the fresh air of the night and calmed her down. After moving away from Cyrill, the pain in his chest gradually recovered. Elios patiently helped calm Scarlesia down, he was very worried because Scarlesia was suddenly in pain without anyone knowing the exact trigger.
“How? Does your chest no longer hurt?” ask Elios.
“No, it's been better than before. I don't know why it feels like my chest is burning seeing the man, sort of old wounds are sprinkled with salt and burning in a burning fire.” Scarlesia said.
“Try to remember, have you ever met him before?”
Scarlesia shook her head, no matter how many times she tried to dig out her memories still she did not find Cyrill in them.
“It turns out you're here Sia, I've been waiting for you for 2000 years but why are you avoiding me?”
A familiar voice came greeting, Scarlesia and Elios reflexively raised his head to the source of the voice arrived. As Cyrill appeared from the sky, he immediately tried to approach Scarlesia. Elios swiftly stood in front to protect Scarlesia and deter Cyrill from approaching him any further. The pain in Scarlesia's chest again tore her apart, the closer Cyrill was to her the greater the pain she received.
“Arrghhhh I can't take it anymore! My heart hurts so much,” shimmered Scarlesia. Elios rushes to calm Scarlesia back down, he doesn't know who Cyrill is but he feels great danger from Cyrill.
“Relax, I just wanted to greet you here. I won't hurt you dear,” Cyrill said in a sharp tone of voice.
“Honey? WHO ARE YOU EXACTLY?” elios shouted furiously.
“No need to be so mad at me, I really just want to say hello to Sia alone,”
Cyrill pulled out his sword, intending to strike Scarlesia with his sword. However, Elios quickly made a shield from his ice power to protect Scarlesia and Cyrill could not break through his ice shield because it was too strong.
“Don't dream of harming Sia while I'm still here,” said Elios.
“Sia... so many people love you in your life this time,” said Cyrill.
From his right hand came out a fireball resembling Zenon's fire, in his left hand came a lump of ice resembling Elios's ice. Looking at the power equation, Elios was flabbergasted and unable to speak in a few seconds.
“Why can you have a power similar to mine and Zenon?” ask Elios.
“I copied your powers,” said Cyrill.
“Copy? A lie! How could there be such a power in this world?” refute Elios.
“Lying? Then you feel it yourself!”
Cyrill aimed at Scarlesia and then threw the fireball in his hand. But, before the fireball hit Scarlesia, Zenon first managed to brush off the fireball using his strength.
“Although you have the same fire power as me, but that false power will never rival me!” press Zenon.
“Haha you finally came too,”