The Demon Queen's Disciple
Chapter 88 - Chance

"Dad?! I-I mean Boss?! Why are you here?!" max shouted in surprise after noticing the existence of the old man.

The old man was none other than Max's father, Adrian Thompson, who had noticed the fight between Lucius and his son.

Adrian could not hide his admiration for the fight just now. His face looked surprised and dazzled by Lucius' awesome sword ability. He stepped forward from the side of the training field and called Lucius.

With a little fear, Lucius walked up to the figure of the old man with the big and burly body.

A large sword was hanging on his back. Ready to be pulled at any time.

"the boy.... Tell. Where did you learn such a technique? Even with these old eyes of mine, I can see you actually slashing Max's body three times simultaneously." asked Adrian with an intimidating look.

While seeing Adrian with his new vision, Lucius can notice it.

That this old man is unmistakable, very powerful. Remembering the words of Carmilla long ago that there were at least 5 people who could defeat Lucius at the peak of his strength in this city.

Lucius was certain that one of them was this old man.

The amount of Mana in Adrian's body was completely insane. At least on par with an A-grade mage like Luna. His own physical abilities are no longer in doubt.

Just one wrong word from him....

Perhaps Lucius' body would really be split in two.

'Glek!'

After gulping his saliva, Lucius prepared to answer.

"I don't know if you've heard of it, but I was stuck in a goblin cave about 6 months ago. There I fell into an underground river and found a city in the depths of the cave. In that city, I obtained a source from the knowledge of this sword technique." Lucius replied with slight fear.

Adrian's eyes look like the eyes of a wild animal ready to pounce on its prey.

But....

"Haha! That so?! Ahaha! Goody! Nice one!" adrian shouted as he continued to hit Lucius' shoulder firmly.

'Kuughh! These grandfathers, are so strong?!' lucius thought in his heart.

"Boss! He was my classmate! Please understand." said Max while bowing his body to his own father.

"I understand. Meet, Lucius. I am Adrian, the people of this kingdom call me the sword of destruction" Adrian said, extending his right hand, which was covered with wounds.

"Lucius, Nightshade." Lucius shook his hand.

After shaking hands, Lucius regained consciousness. That Adrian is really the definition of hard work itself. His hands were so rough and scarred, yet so hard and sturdy as steel.

"I heard from the soldiers, you want to practice the sword?" adrian asked after that.

"eeh? Aah, yes. That's right, sir."

"It doesn't need to be that way for me! Call me boss! And also, I'll be happy to hone your talent, Lucius!" adrian replied with a big smile on his face.

Lucius did not expect that the result would be this good. But whatever it is....

At least Lucius could find one solution to the problem he was facing at the moment.

"To be sure, can you practice a match with me just once?" adrian asked where he asked one of the soldiers to get a wooden sword.

"Eh? Now?"

Lucius is shocked by the challenge posed by Max's father.

For him, the golden opportunity to feel the sword ability of this leading figure would not come again at another time.

Because that's it....

"Happy." Lucius replied with a big smile on his face.

The two of them stood facing each other in the middle of the silent training field. Closed in an aura of tension.

Adrian and Lucius prepare to fight with their wooden swords.

"Lucius. Just do your attack on Max. Prepare as best as you can to bring me down." said the old Mercenary confidently.

"In that case, I hope you have no regrets!"

'Sreeet!!!'

Lucius quickly jumped forward. Standing right in front of Adrian with steady horses. Lifting his wooden sword with both hands before starting to use that Formless Sword technique.

In Adrian's very experienced eyes, he could see Lucius' sword movements perfectly.

Although it looked like three simultaneous slashes from three different directions, in reality Lucius only swung his sword very quickly.

Where Lucius gave three slashes in sequence with a very short time lag.

The first slash went straight to Adrian's head, where he repelled it with his wooden sword.

'Oh!!!'

Lucius's repelled attack made him lose his tempo. It caused his second slash from the right direction of his opponent's body to slow down.

'Kleetta!!'

Just by tilting his sword, Adrian was able to withstand Lucius' second slash with ease. Makes the boy lose his tempo even more.

Until finally, his third slash became too late. It could even be said to be so late that Adrian was able to catch him with three fingers.

'Sraaatt!!!'

Stopping his sword attack as if with empty hands.

'These grandfathers.... How can?!' lucius shouted in surprise. He realized very clearly that his three slashes were able to be stopped easily.

"Your class is amazing, Lucius. If you had been a little stronger and faster, and used a real sword, my body would have been split into six" Adrian said, stopping the duel. He threw his wooden sword away as if he had won.

"Wait first! This duel...."

"It's done. Look at your clothes."

'Deg! The deg!!'

Even Lucius was completely unaware of it. A reality in which the old man not only managed to fend off the three slashes of sword techniques from the demons.

But it also gave a counterattack when Lucius' third slash was launched.

Despite only tearing off his clothes, Lucius was conscious. That even a wooden sword would become extremely dangerous in the hands of that man.

"Max, you brought an interesting friend. He comes here often. It would have been a waste if I hadn't polished such a huge talent" Adrian said, patting Max on the shoulder several times.

"Understand!" reply Max with a big smile.

After that....

Lucius gained unrestricted access to the Thompson family residence. Especially access to the barracks and field along with all the equipment in it.

"I look forward to your development, Lucius" said the old man before leaving. Maybe get ready to finish the mission because it looks like about 10 soldiers are walking after him.

.............

Meanwhile in the Light Church, Lunaria.

Alora was seen walking towards a tightly closed space. Behind the door, there was a curtain with a golden white cloth covering the inside of this room.

Light from a dim candle seems to illuminate various objects. Starting from the thick books, the sacred emblem of the Church of Light, to the small statue of the Goddess Lunaria itself.

"What's up, Alora?" asked the girl behind the curtain in a soft voice. His body was completely invisible because it was blocked by the curtain cloth, but his shadow was clearly visible.

'Sruugg!!'

Alora quickly knelt down and lowered her head staring at the floor.

"As I suspected, Lucius' movements were quite suspicious. Shouldn't the Church make a decision before she adds to her power?" ask Alora.

Mary smiled at the statement. Both of his eyes were visibly covered by a piece of black cloth with golden grooves beside him. The rune letters were also seen engraved on the cloth.

"Alora" he said briefly.

"Yes?"

"Can you bring him here? I'll see it for myself with these eyes." Mary replied with a smile that never faded from her face.

"Now? Of course you can, but." said Alora worriedly. He turned his eyes to the floor around this room. And so is the wall around.

Everything looks clean in a glance. But traces of blood that has dried can only be seen after being observed with jelly.

"Your body.." continued Alora with a voice that sounded soft.

Holy Girl, Mary. His name is not mere sight. Because the figure that was in front of Alora at this time, was the 'container' that was chosen by the Goddess Lunaria herself.

As an intermediary for Him affects the world in a better direction.

Every time Mary obtained the Divine Revelation from Goddess Lunaria, her body would suffer extremely severe injuries. Even after it was said Mary obtained a body that had been perfected by the Goddess herself....

Still is....

"Then, a few days. Can you do it, Alora? I don't want the Church to accuse innocent people." Mary replied with a warm smile.

A fleeting wind blew from behind the tightly shut door of the room flying the cloth before Alora for a moment.

Showing Mary's figure behind it.

It had such a beautiful face with long, unraveling golden hair. Only, both of his eyes were covered by a black cloth that was quite thick.

His body was filled with wounds. Blood seemed to continue to flow soaking thick bandages that enveloped almost all of his body.

Looking at Mary's figure like that, Alora could only bite her own lips to the point of bleeding before immediately getting up and intending to leave this room.

"Understanding." said Alora briefly.

Mary's smile never faded in any situation. The curtain that had just been lifted by the gentle gust of wind was now again covering his figure.

"I will continue to struggle to find a way to heal that wound. Excuse me." continued Alora before immediately stepping away. Closing the door slowly.

The wounds suffered by Mary were not ordinary physical injuries. It was but a wound because his body came into direct contact with the original body of the Goddess of Light.

Ordinary human bodies would be completely inappropriate for the Gods to live in. And even though Mary's body had been endowed with perfection, still....

No matter how good healing magic was used on him, the wound would keep coming back. Only time can heal that wound slowly.

As an intermediary, this is the risk he suffers. And he was also ready to accept all this.

Same with dozens....

Maybe hundreds of other intermediaries before him.