The portal point, Larnwick city;
Qridus Garcia was waiting for the arrival of the Supreme realm expert while continuing to expand the range of his aura release.
If the enemy doesn't come, then, he was willing to send every citizen in the Southern Qudour to an unconscious state without caring about the consequences of his decision.
After passing the town of Sliya, the range of his aura was expanding to the north where the capital city is located. Of course, the Northern Qudour and other neighboring countries will not miss this to take advantage of the situation.
In fact, the hostile northern neighbor's military, which always spies on the south through their satellites, had already started to mobilize special battle units for a secret invasion through the ocean.
All of that has nothing to do with Qridus as he was hell-bent on attracting the attention of the 9-star realm Arcana master, who was attacking his descendant.
In his view, he wasn't doing the wrong thing and the people were paying for the actions taken by their country's guardian. If a war occurs, then, the guardian of the Southern Qudour will also be responsible for the tragedy.
But, even he didn't expect to sense the space get frozen at the town of Sliya. He immediately stopped his efforts and focused on the matter, "Something is going on in the town. It looked like I need to go there in person and hope that I won't be too late."
He rose into the air and started flying at his maximum speed of mach 3.1, which will take atleast 2-3 minutes of the journey.
While he was on his way to save his descendant and his original plan failed in his opinion, at the site of the battlefield, a new event has been unfolded for Azzy.
A handsome-looking young man in a suit had landed on the ground and first placed his attention on the former cardinal of the church.
Looking down at him, the young man spoke, "Gaia really made a bad mistake to present you with her divine energy. He is a kid and might not be able to distinguish between right and wrong. But, you are an adult who lived for thousands of years. Where has your brain gone? Anyways, you are still a necessary evil for the survival of the human race and I need to talk with the kid. I'll give you a chance to leave this place and return to your home."
As the young man snapped his fingers, a portal appeared out of nowhere and swallowed the old man to transport him to god knows where.
Once he was gone, the young man then focused on Azzy and let out a smile, "Hello, kid. Looking at your face, I want to say that it's been a while but seeing that this is our first meeting, I will only say nice to meet you."
Azzy didn't understand what he was saying and didn't know who he is either. He also couldn't move from the spot.
As it seems that the Reaper knew this stranger and he wasn't in a position to even reply, Azzy questioned the deity of time and death regarding the identity of the young man who froze the space.
The Reaper didn't give him the answer he wanted to hear and just told him to be patient and that he will learn it eventually.
In the next second, the Reaper took over Azzy's body and concentrated on his forehead. Soon, the Protos energy released from the black gem enveloped him like a layer, nullifying the effect of the Space Freeze on Azzy's body.
Looking at the scene, the young man snapped his fingers once again, this time, unfreezing the space. He then said in a polite tone, "Greetings Lord Chronos, I would love to have a talk with you someday but for now, I need to talk with the kid. Please put him back. I'm kinda in a hurry."
The Reaper stared at the young man for a couple of seconds and nodded, "Alright but I hope you will be careful with your words."
"Relax, I won't jeopardize your grand mission whatsoever," replied the young man while waving his hand with a smile.
The Reaper stared at him for another couple of seconds, looking at the possible future. Once he ensured that this guy will not harm his interests, he said, "I leave Azrael under your care."
As the young man nodded, the Reaper returned to the mindscape and Azzy returned to reality.
Earlier, Azzy was watching it from his mindscape and heard the stranger's words. He couldn't help but wonder what this grand mission is but since there are more pressing matters at the moment, he threw that thought to the back of his mind and focused on the person walking toward him.
He greeted the stranger while maintaining wariness, "Hello, Mister. May I know who you are and what business you have with me?"
"The name's Williard Ravens Smith," replied the young man. He then went on with his introduction, "once a human but reborn as the Guardian of the mortal realm. People knew me in the history books as the guardian god. The hidden clans address me as the judge of the roundtable. And for you, I can be considered as your ancestor for one of my descendants founded the Death Clan."
"The guardian god?" Azzy remembered the history lesson taught in the academy.
It is said that the guardian god is the origin of all Arcana Masters. He supposedly passed down the knowledge of mystical runes to the ancient warriors after trapping all the beasts in the Arcana world. It led them to form a contract with Arcana Spirits and fight alongside them, the creation of skill cards, item cards, etc…
Later on, as hundreds of thousands of years passed away, due to genetic mutation and everything, Arcana Spirits became a natural part of blessed human beings.
In one sentence, everything about Arcana Masters started right with the guardian god.
Obviously, Azzy was in shock to meet such a person. But, at the same time, there's something else that attracted his attention.
"You were once a human?" Azzy couldn't help but ask him with suspicion clearly written on his face. After all, just like everyone in the world, he too thought that the guardian god was a mysterious divine being.
But, then, he realized that he was talking to a powerful person who also happened to be his ancestor. Hence, he quickly apologized for his casual tone.
The guardian god didn't appear to mind it and waved his hands while letting out a giggle like a normal person. "It's quite amusing that you reacted the same way as your ancestor once did. Anyways, it is a long story and I don't have the luxury to explain it to you about my origins at the moment. I'll just speak about why I stopped your battle and what I wanted to talk to you about."
Azzy looked at him curiously. He wondered what this man wanted with him.
The guardian god then put forth a proposition, "Azrael Garcia, I would like you to become my disciple for you have the potential to surpass me."
"What!"
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