183: Valuable Lesson

Valuable Lesson

Biane's eyes became excited as she hurriedly held Lyon's firm hand. "Please..."0

She only spouted one word that without a doubt managed to convey her wish. Her hands were trembling as she didn't even doubt the young man's capabilities.

"Are you sure?" asked Lyon.

Biane repeatedly nodded as her answer toward his question.

Lyon sighed as he looked at Biane with a weak smile before he glanced at her sister, Clemora. Her little sister was actually quite nervous because there was a crucial question that popped up in her mind.

"You must be thinking of why didn't I revive them sooner, or better yet, why didn't I save them, right?" asked Lyon with a playful smile toward Clemora.

She couldn't help but blush before weakly nodding. She knew it wasn't her place to question him, but rather her sister Biane.

With his prowess being presented in Luderia, she knew that Lyon had enough power to singlehandedly handle the assassins in the forest. Yet, why wouldn't he save the two innocent guard that was only caught in the play?

Biane's body tensed as she didn't dare to hear the answer. She herself knew deep down that the question lingered in her heart however she was not brave enough to face it, she was not ready. She closed her eyes as she steeled her courage.

Lyon's mouth slowly moved, "It was, for you Biane."

Biane slowly opened her eyes as she heard the answer. The confusion was apparent on her face as she couldn't help but said, "Huh?"

The seemingly confused Clemora couldn't help but opened her mouth before Lyon explained his answer.

Lyon kicked his seat backward as he knelt and held Biane's frail but strong hand. "I did it for you, I didn't want to hide it in the first place forgive me. However, it was a choice for me back then."

"It is because I want you to learn a very valuable lesson. Unlike Clemora, you are too kind, people would take you for granted. Dangers loomed everywhere, even your closest one. You put too much trust in your friends. If your friend were-"

His eyes opened wide surprised as his mouth was shut with a finger from Biane who put it gently in front of it.

Biane shook her head with 'hm-mm' as she smiled. "You are wrong, Lyon."

"I trusted them because I knew them. Underdifference circumstances, they wouldn't have betrayed me. However, if one's family was in danger what one wouldn't do in this world? Their act was indeed wrong but it was justified. They were cornered with very little choice, a weak man is still a man. They may be labeled a traitor, but their family would live."

Clemora sat still as she listened to her older sister. She knew she was no match in this kind of stuff. Unlike her older sister, she was acute and sharped, she rarely let her judgment be influenced by her emotions. That was why she was colder in personality type.

Lyon closed his eyes in defeat. In the end, each person is different because they viewed the world differently.

"You're right, I just want you to be careful because I will not always be there to protect you, maybe I was just paranoid,"

Biane blushed as she heard his sentence before she rubbed his head and said, "In the end, no matter how talented you are, you are still younger than me."

(Well that's not the cause but, hell, getting patted on the head feels so good!) thought Lyon as his eyes drowned in a weird pleasure.

"Alright, c'mon then, let's go and bring those two fools back!" said Biane as she stood up.

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The forest was swaying as gentle wind breeze through. In the meadow of the forest were two gravestones that were recently built. The two guards were resting here.

Lyon and the other two were the only ones that went to the forest. Bringing someone back to life was a huge matter, god knows how many people wanted to be resurrected. This deed was at utmost secrecy so they left at night and arrived at noon.

They swiftly dig up the ground and the two caskets were revealed. Their dead bodies were still there and quite intact. Their skin was already bluish from the cold and dead cells.

Standing in between them, Lyon absorbed a massive amount of mana around him.

Clemora gulped at the sight (So this is one of the rarest elements, one could say one of the ultimate elements. The epitome of medical magic, the element of life itself).

Unlike the one with Luna's beautiful mother, Lyon was much stronger this time. His rate of absorbing the mana had increased by folds. With the fact that the two-guard was not as strong as Luna's mother, the requirement was not as harsh.

(Luckily, their souls had not left this world yet, is it because of lingering regret I wonder but with time it would deteriorate) thought Lyon before he wrote the spells and chanted.

"Soul Spell, Ressurection."

*zing

Multiple rainbow-colored magic brands encapsulated their entire bodies before fusing into two spheres and each of them slowly entered their lifeless, respected bodies.

Lyon was panting before he left the scene and sat on a nearby tree.

The two soldiers rapidly turned warmer as their skin regained its original color. Slowly but steadily their chest region heaved up and down.

Biane's eyes couldn't help but turn moist at the sight. It was beyond a miracle.

"Ugh, I think I have a nightmare," said one of the guards.

"Huh, you too? Ah! Lady Biane!"

The two of them quickly get out of the wooden casket and knelt.

"You idiots took you a while to come back! Now go to the mansion and train! Look at your pathetic cultivation realm, a Body Tempering Realm! Are you two a kid?! Well?! What are you waiting for?! Get going there's a horse, GO!" shouted Biane as the guards hurriedly left in a rush.

"Hey, what the hell happen, why are we in a kid's realm?!"

"Hell would I know, for now, let's just train and ask later!"

Looking at their departing figure, the tears finally dropped down from the corner of her eyes. She firmly turned back and approached the sleeping young man under the tree.

She wiped her tears before slowly approached his innocent sleeping face. Leaning in closer she tugged her hair behind her ears as she closed her eyes.

"Thank you," their lips connected as the branches swayed with the wind as if nature was blessing this couple.

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