Vol.0 Ch.153 Send Him to the Western Wall


    <span style="font-weight:400">Iyomelka, The Goddess of Bnce, was a Human Goddess who watched over the human realm. She likes to keep her presence as a deity as low as possible so her followers aren''t as fanatical. She has long flowing golden hair and her eyes change color depending on her mood.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Iyomelka was in a sour mood as she witnessed the son of the Duke plotting to murder the hero that she summoned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Tsk! First the father and now the son... That Duke dared to poison the one woman who could bear a perfect child to be my champion. Then he hired an assassin... I thought I taught the Revelia family to leave my summon alone after I healed Wina''s womanhood when she drank that elixir. And helped her fall in love with the Lightning Rider. But I guess I will need to send a message to the young fool who didn''t take his father''s warning about the fates being against them... These two caused me to use more of my Primordial Essence than I have ever done in thest thousand years... This will not go unnoticed and there will be a price to pay.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">She examined the room, seeing the best way to deal with the Crystal Python while using the minimal amount of Primordial Essence.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Well, I see the perfect option to kill two champions with one stone... Is that the saying mortals use? Hmm. Yes. I like it. Well, let''s get started.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">She raised her hand and closed her eyes as she channeled a very little amount of her power.


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">Back in the main hall, where Quinus was showing off his skills with the Sun''s Fury. The crowd was watching intently as the Prince continued to handle the de like a true master. Mathew was a bit nervous as Quinus was trying to showcase more of his showmanship that almost caused him to identally cut himself across his thighs while demonstrating a fancy spin. While Cyndre and Rianna had looks of pride on their faces as they watched the Prince. Marcus and Albert were in the front row of the crowd as they were the closest to the Prince.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While the show was going on there were servants with trays of hors d''oeuvres or sses of wine, who were walking around serving the guests.


    <span style="font-weight:400">One of these servants was walking along behind the first row of observers and made sure to look as professional as possible to show everyone how good their services were while she offered drinks. She was a 20-year-old blonde woman wearing a ck dress and her hair tied up in a bun. She was carrying a tray with wine sses on it, stopping once in a while so a Noble could take one. She was walking towards an area where Marcus and Albert were standing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As she was walking up to a Noble, who wanted to grab a ss. The edge of a rug suddenly lifted up just enough to catch the toe of her shoe. She was caught off guard by the sudden loss of bnce and started to panic as she tried to do everything in her power to not hit the Noble who was trying to grab a ss and was determined to keep the tray full of wine from falling to the ground. Her loss of bnce made her swerve to her right until her shoulder bashed into the back of a 16-year-old who was holding a medium-sized vase. She somehow didn''t drop the tray and sighed in relief.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But Albert wasn''t expecting to have a servant''s shoulder mmed into him. The force made him stumble forward toward a Prince who just happened to swing his sword right down the middle of the vase. Albert felt the breeze of the de that just missed his nose.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Gasp!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What the..."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"The Prince''s aim was true."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Incredible."


    <span style="font-weight:400">The audience murmured amongst themselves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Albert looked down to see the vase''s fate. It seemed like it didn''t break but it slowly started to split in two with one of the cleanest cuts ever. Everyone was surprised by the oue as they saw the two pieces of the vase falling towards the floor in slow motion. Quinus was mortified that he almost hurt a child and his parents were stunned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Oh, fuck! Goddess, Please tell me that I didn''t hurt this kid.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">Marcus froze as he saw what looked like water spilling on the ground but in reality, it was the blood of the Crystal Python that he tirelessly tried to collect for the past year. All the ns and preparations were gone, all because a stupid maid didn''t look where she was going. He felt like his soul was leaving his body as he saw his life''s work evaporate into nothing. He wasted the lives of those four fools for nothing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Nooo! NOOOO! HOW!? HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? IT CAN''T BE!'' Marcus used everything in his being not to show the anger that was building inside of him. His body was shaking and he gritted his teeth. He couldn''t believe his bad luck. He turned his head slowly to his right and red at the maid.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''Calm down! I can''t let the other Nobles see me like this. I will not give them the satisfaction. Just stay calm and think. I need to get out of here before I do something I''ll regret.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">***


    <span style="font-weight:400">Qunius looked at Albert and apologized.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn''t mean to almost hit you. Are you okay?" Quinus said worriedly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Albert was shaking and sweating profusely. He was still holding his arms out as if the vase was still whole and in his hands but all he was holding was air. He was panicking so much that he started pissing himself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m-I''m so sorry! I''m so sorry!" He was mumbling over and over again as he dropped to his knees.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Quinus had a worried look on his face as he saw the poor kid. He was about to say something but was interrupted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">All the Knights and most of the nobles noticed the strange liquid that wasing out of the vase. It was hard to tell as the scales on the dead Crystal Python were still bending the light with its natural camouge. They were only able to make out that the watery blood appeared to have a slight purple and pink color mixed into the liquid.


    <span style="font-weight:400">King Cyndre and Rianna hurried over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Quinus wasn''t sure why everyone was looking at Albert like he was the one that did something wrong. But it was his fault that he almost injured the kid.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Father? Why is everyone staring at this kid like he is the one who did something wrong?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cyndre was too focused to answer while Rianna turned to Wina and Mathew.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"The party is done for the day. Can you bring my son back to his room, please?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, my Queen."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wina and Mathew both bowed their heads.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Wait. Mother, it was my-ah... F-Fault? Ahhh... Ohhh." Quinus was feeling weird, like his body was absorbing some strange force into his body and it was turning him on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He started looking around the room and noticed that his sight started to linger towards any woman with arge chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">''What is this feeling? Why does my crotch feel like it''s on fire?''


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cyndre noticed his son''s gaze falling on every busty young woman in the room. He felt somewhat prideful that his son was interested in the fairer sex. But at the same time, he was annoyed. His son inadvertently was absorbing mana from a strong monster, which was making him act like a dog in heat. They wanted to take things slowly with him like all children who had the potential to be a Maja or Mage. Usually, they would y a slime or a rabbit-horn as the first monster to see how their body reacts to mana. And since they thought Quinus might have an Elite or Demi-god mana vein. They worried that he might get Mana Rush. Or how the uncivilized like to call it: "Mana Lust".


    <span style="font-weight:400">They wanted him to absorb a small amount of the mana in order to curb his Mana Rush. But with this mystery monster that was yed by the Prince,<span ss="editText">just<span ss="userText"> made<span ss="aiText"> things more difficult for him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cyndre had a look of worry as he looked at his son. ''Damn... I should have given him the talk earlier. Well, looks like it''s my job to teach him how to court a woman... We will have to keep him in his room until he calms down. I just hope my son can figure out how to relieve himself from these urges. Goddess knows I don''t want to tell him how to do the act. He is still a child, for Goodness sake.''


    <span style="font-weight:400">The King was lost in thought as he recalled the first time he had Mana Rush and how embarrassing it was when his father tried telling him how to masturbate. Quinus was trying his best topose himself as Sir Mathew sheathed the Sun''s Fury while Wina took the Prince''s hand and walked him out of the main hall.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Albert still was sitting on the floor while everyone around him was looking at the yed monster as best as they could.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s a monster with natural camouge. I only know of two monsters that have that ability." Sir Dous said as he looked at the boy who was pissing himself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm." King Cyndre rubbed his chin. "It is most likely a Crystal Python or a Frogspecter."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''ve heard rumors that there is a Crystal Python somewhere in the forest near the mountains." Earl Nathaniel Valerian suggested.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"But the question is how did this boye to find one of these Pythons and why was he giving it as a gift," Duke ric said with a narrow gaze.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everyone was wondering the same thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Marquess decided to step forward and ask the boy. "Boy! What''s the idea of bringing such a dangerous creature to the Prince''s Fifth Year Celebration!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Huh? Eh... I-I came across-"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Let me through! That''s my son, Marquess! Why are you surrounding him like this? It was the Prince that almost hurt my boy!" Yelled a Minor Lord as he tried to make his way through the crowd.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Albert! Get up this instant! We are leaving!" The Noble yelled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I think not Mayor Yorick. Your son will remain here to answer questions. Unless this was your idea?" The Marquess demanded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Who the hell are you to tell me what to do with my son, Marquess? He did nothing wrong. He was giving the Prince a vase and he almost got cut down. You have no right to demand anything from me!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Then what was inside the vase, Yorick?" ric asked in an irritated tone. This Minor Noble was one of ric''s many allies but he was going to use this opportunity to further his influence with the court and get more on his brother''s side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yorick was taken aback by the Duke''s tone. Then he looked down at the vase that was cut clean in two before noticing the liquid and saw how strange the way the light was bending.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I-I... I don''t know." He finally answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What was your n, Yorick?" The Marquess inquired.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The mayor''s son was still a nervous wreck and was looking around frantically.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Enough!" Cyndre yelled. "Everyone leave!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">All the Nobles saw how frustrated the King was and quickly bowed before grabbing their children as soon as possible then they started to leave.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Marcus was worried that Albert might rat him out but there wasn''t anything he could do to stop this and if he tried then it would bring suspicion on him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Do you wish for us to stick around, brother?" ric asked Cyndre.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No... My Knights and I will handle this. You all can take your leave." Cyndre told the nobles.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ric bowed before getting his son and wife. Duval was reluctant to depart but he knew when to leave the King be.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Nobles were all talking among themselves about the strange monster and the Prince''s skill with a sword as they made their way out of the pce. When the Nobles left the main hall. King Cyndre was left with Queen Rianna, the Royal Knights, Lord Brice, Yorick, Yorick''s wife, and the boy, Albert.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cyndre went up to the boy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What is that monster you brought here, boy?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I-I... I..." Albert was stuttering as he tried to gather his thoughts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s okay, son," Yorick said, trying to help his son calm down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"W-Well... It''s called a Crystal Python. I came across it when a merchant came to town. A-And I thought the Prince would like it as a pet." Albert said, trying to stick to the script that Marcus told him to use if he ever got caught.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yorick and his wife both turned pale when they heard their son''s confession to the crown. All of them showed disapproval on their faces as they looked down at the Mayor and his family.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"So... You thought giving an invisible venomous snake that can kill someone and make their body disintegrate. Would be a good present for my son?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I-I-" Albert was starting to sweat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Y-Your Majesty... My son seems to have lost his better judgment... He''s just a teenager... You know how they are. They''re foolish." Yorick tried to smooth things over with the King.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Foolish indeed... How do you intend to correct this... mistake." Cyndre said with a bit of venom in his voice.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"W-Well. We can give you a thousand gold aspensation," Yorick answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You dare try to offer a thousand gold coins to cover up the fact that your boy almost killed my son?" The King yelled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I-I." Yorick was at a loss for words.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"He will forfeit his title," Yorick''s wife chimed in as she knew her son was going to be executed if they couldn''t satisfy the King.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Better but it''s not enough... How about he goes to the Wall to protect his people?" Cyndre suggested.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"That sounds like a good idea, Your Majesty," Lord Brice said with a nod.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"So, your title will be revoked. And you and your son will be stripped of your family name and bemoners."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Your Majesty!?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh? So you prefer execution instead? Is that it, Yorick?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No... N-No... W-We would love to serve our kingdom by sending our son to the Western Wall. Thank you for your kindness." Yorick was trembling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cyndre and Rianna looked at the disgraced Minor Noble with a nk face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Sir Dous? Please take Albert down to the dungeon and get him ready to be transported with the others to the Wall."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, Your Majesty." Sir Dous said as he walked up to the boy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you, Your Majesty. I am sorry for the foolishness of my son''s actions." Yorick thanked the King as best as he could.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You may leave... Lord Brice? Send word to the Western Wall and tell them they will have one new recruit within the week."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, Sire."


    <span style="font-weight:400">And with that, the King and Queen dismissed everyone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The party was officially over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yorick and his wife walked out with their heads down as they went back to their city to gather their things. They would be leaving in a couple of hours and were going to be stripped of everything and would have to start from scratch.