After thinking thoroughly, the old man replied, "okay, I got it. You can be assured that your secret will be safe from the rest of the world. But, the decision will be taken by the current monarch of the Death clan."
"I understand." Azzy nodded in response before adding, "However, I hope you understand that I decide what to do with my life."
The old man simply smiled and disappeared.
Meanwhile, the frown on Affea's face deepened. She watched both of them open their mouths but she couldn't hear what they are saying.
She knew that there are a few secrets that Azzy was keeping from her but the more mysterious Azzy started to turn out, the more she felt that he was going away from her. This wasn't something that she wanted.
It was at this moment she saw Azzy let out a sigh of relief and blurted out something as the old man disappeared.
"He was gone, finally." Azzy took deep breaths for a few seconds and calmed down his heart. Only he knows how nervous he was when giving half-truths. At the same time, it was a surprise for him that there's another peak-stage Supreme realm expert hiding in the Death Clan.
"No wonder Chronos said that Magnolis family isn't a threat." Azzy blurted out his thoughts.
"Magnolis family? That man is from the nation of Evenor?" Affea asked him right away as soon as she heard it.
"Ah!" Azzy realized that he spouted something that he shouldn't have. When faced with a questioning gaze of Affea, his nervousness returned once again.
The Reaper came to his rescue, "It looks like your Aunt Affea misunderstood something. Let it be that way."
Following the instruction, Azzy replied, "I was acquainted with the princess of Evenor. We met at the Arcana World during one of our trips more than once, I fought with Sapphire's little sister Iphi during the Champions League, and a while ago, I beat up her friend for trying to misbehave with Claire."
"Ah, you meant Ragron's son?" Realization dawned upon her.
What Azzy said was complete truth but Pierre has nothing to do with the royal family of Evenor.
Fortunately, by giving a different answer, he successfully misled Affea to believe that this old man was sent by the Magnolis family.
"So, is he an ally or a foe?" Affea asked him before realizing that she asked a stupid question. Before Azzy answered, she added, "of course, he isn't a foe. If he is, he would have attacked you by now. Is he here to warn you about King Ragron?"
This time Azzy stayed silent.
Seeing hesitancy from Azzy, she said, "Alright, I understand if you can't divulge the details. At least, tell me if you are facing a threat from someone, okay?"
Azzy could feel Affea's concern for him.
He sealed his soul orb and let out a smile to assure her, "Don't worry, Aunt Affea. Nothing is gonna happen to me. That man isn't a foe."
Only after hearing this reply, do Affea's worries disappear. She said, "Okay, let's go home."
Azzy nodded in response.
Unknown to him, the three figures namely, the future Azrael, his master, who looks like a mixture of several races but can speak human tongue, and some unknown woman, were watching him from the sky.
The woman turned towards the both of them, "Azzy, Wil, I think you have stayed enough. It's time for your return, especially you, Wil. Unlike Azzy, you can't escape the senses of the Celestial Empire. Leave before Zeus sends an army to capture you for violating the rules of time."
"It's not like they are capable enough to defeat me, Goddess Gaia. Did you forget that I defeat Zeus in an official challenge, millions of years ago?" The mysterious being answered her with a tone of pride before he turned towards the future Azrael, "Anyway, Azzy, bring me back to my timeline. I don't want to escalate the matter over some false pride and bring the attention of Chronos."
"I'll be going, then." The future Azrael bowed to her and grabbed his master before disappearing from the spot. The woman shook her head with a sigh, "I didn't expect the wandering god, who was never tied with any relations, to take the rebellious successor of Chronos as his disciple of all the people. Now, I should worry about the future of the Celestial Empire."
Meanwhile, at the palace grounds, the handsome man, a transformed figure formed by the merger of the sentient artificial intelligence from outer space 'Neo' and the spaceship, was now being captured in the chains made of light.
As soon as Qridus returned to the battlefield, it quickly turned around, and eventually, it was defeated and captured by the monarch of the Death Clan.
Continuing to observe the expressionless puppet, Qridus asked the others, "I can't sense Vesyrn and Izora even in thousand kilometers. Does anyone know what happened to them?"
Kylan was quick to answer, "Lord Qridus, both of them are safe at the clan village."
"Clan village?" Qridus furrowed his brows, "did they desert the battlefield? The Vesyrn I know wouldn't run away. Who gave such nonsensical order?"
Everyone including the King stiffened when they saw Qridus displeased with Kylan's answer. His displeasure can be understood. After all, Vesryn is the heir to the Death clan and will become the next monarch. He can't sit behind like a coward and watch everyone else fight unless there's a situation.
Kylan quickly replied, "No, you misunderstood. My daughter said that she encountered the enemy but she and Vesyrn were suddenly teleported to the clan. She was clueless about it, either."
"Suddenly?" Qridus fell into thoughts for a moment. He remembered the future Azrael and calmed down, right away, "tell them to report to me. I will hear the details in person. And Ramiel…"
"Yes, Lord Qridus?" Ramiel Crescent responded with a loud shriek, fearing that he will be scolded for not being to take care of the enemy in his absence. Thankfully, it wasn't what he thought.
Qridus pointed his finger at the silent young man, "he won't be able to escape for now but it can't be said about the future. Tell your president to personally look after the security while you do whatever research on that artificial soul inside him. I need to know about their future plans. Put this as a priority. Consider this a mandatory S-grade mission you received from the clan."
Since the future Azrael had already warned about an alien invasion, a hundred years later, Qridus couldn't help but suspect that this is a reconnaissance party. This is why he told the vice president of WAMO to prioritize it over everything.
Ramiel bowed in response, "I will, Lord Qridus." He was interested in researching him, anyway. Until now, he only heard of artificial Arcana but never heard of artificial soul. If this can be replicated, then, it will be a huge breakthrough in science.
He was excited to find out about it.
"Okay, everyone will return home." Qridus gave an order and teleported away from there.
Soon, everyone from the Death Clan started returning to the clan village.
A couple of months passed away in a blink of an eye;
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