Chapter 189 Chapter 189 - Sylas Nightshade
Isolde was now on the stage right beside the three heads of the founding families since one of them was missing.
Aiden wondered what was taking so long for the Nightshade Patriarch, he knew that he was probably having a discussion but it had been quite a long time since Aiden had killed him in the trial.
So, why was it taking so long?
That was a question that only the Patriarch could answer, so Aiden quickly dismissed those thoughts.
"It's now time to announce who arrived second in the tournament..." said Thorin, as he wanted to keep the mystery of who it would be.
In the crowd, the shouting hadn't stopped as everyone was pretty much supporting Aiden as much as they could.
"The person in second place is part of the... Ravenwoods, Orik Ravenwood come to the stage," said Thorin, happy that someone from his family had reached this high in the rankings.
It wasn't the first place, but the second place really wasn't that bad.
'I knew it!' thought Melinda in her head, as she was now assured that The Reaper had won the tournament confirming that he was the best young awakened in Nova.
And the cherry on top of it was that he would be joining her family. She just couldn't help but smile knowing that someone so talented would be joining her family in hours from now.
Now, the only that she needed was for her to see his face.
She had imagined it a lot in those past hours and she had to admit that maybe those imaginations might be a little too perfect, but a girl can dream, right?
The crowd had now stopped shouting Aiden's nickname as they literally turned crazy, shouting whatever came to their heads it seemed.
'I did it,' thought Aiden, realizing that he had done it.
He had finished first place in this damn tournament, which meant that his past month of training hadn't been for nothing.
Honestly, no words could describe the happiness that he was feeling.
He just felt good knowing that you are the strongest of a certain age group. However, this happiness of his was short-lived as he still had loads of work to do as he was still way too weak compared to the heads of families or older people in general.
Nonetheless, he dismissed those thoughts about the future as he concentrated on the present and what he had achieved.
"Now, it's time for the one who won this tournament to come on stage, The Reaper, please come," exclaimed Thorin, still keeping the same intensity.
It was nice that Thorin wasn't biased as he announced things with the same tone every single time, it didn't matter if they weren't from his family. He still looked happy when announcing their names.
Maybe it was a fake tone or whatever, but that didn't matter if no one knew about it.
As Aiden started advancing toward the stage still with his Reaper Mask on his face, he saw someone else appear on the stage appear, the Nightshade Patriarch and with him was his son, Lucius.
The one that Aiden had killed in the trial.
"Is that him, The Reaper that you're talking about?" asked the Nightshade Patriarch, in a quiet tone, pointing toward Aiden.
However, everyone had heard him since it became complete silence the moment he appeared.
Even the crowd had stopped cheering Aiden on as they were scared.
The man who had just appeared was furious as he released the pressure all around him.
Lucius seemed to be standing only because his father was holding him, however, his face, his hands, and his body, were all badly hurt as Aiden could see the blood from here.
"Answer me!" shouted the Nightshade Patriarch, still looking toward Aiden, furious.
Aiden who was seeing this had no choice but to be scared right now.
He had never once felt such a strong pressure on him. He knew that he would never have a chance at beating him if the two were to fight together.
"Y-Yes, that's the Reaper," mumbled Lucius who clearly had difficulty speaking because of all the injuries on his face and lips.
In fact, he was in even worse shape than when Aiden had finished him off in the trial.
He was in an even worse shape than when he had been a half-dead body.
Then, as soon as the Nightshade Patriarch heard those words, he disappeared and reappeared right in front of Aiden, dagger in his hands.
However, he wasn't the only one who had moved, Melinda had also disappeared from the stage.
"What are you doing, Sylas?" asked Melinda, who had a small fan in her hand blocking the Nightshade Patriarch's dagger.
A dagger that had been aimed directly at Aiden's neck.
"Move out the way Melinda," replied Sylas, ignoring her as his eyes were still looking at Aiden's mask.
'When did he move?' thought Aiden, as he hadn't been able to see it happen, it had just moved at a speed that Aiden's eyes hadn't been able to see.
'Was it Flash Step?' thought Aiden, as he had no other idea as to how he had done such a thing.
"And what if I don't?" answered Melinda, with a little smile on her face.
"Then, you will also die," replied Sylas, who for the first time since appearing turned his gaze toward Melinda.
"Oh, will I?" responded Melinda, not sounding scared at all by Sylas.
Sylas hearing her playful tone of voice gritted his teeth as he knew that if the two of them were to fight right now, it would take a while before one of them would lose.
"Giving up?" continued Melinda, as she saw Sylas's expression on his face, clearly not satisfied with what was happening.
"Why?" asked Sylas.
"Why what?"
"Why are you protecting someone from a middle-level family?" asked Sylas as he simply couldn't grasp why Melinda who never interfered before would now make a move.
"Ahaha, well it's simple, he's not part of a middle-level family anymore," exclaimed Melinda, making sure that everyone could hear what she just said.
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