Capítulo 9: His Best Behavior
'I'm cooked.' Jason thought as he heard the voice from behind.
He turned around in a flash and faced the person that had just arrived, Zane had been even faster and was in shock.
The voice in question, which belonged to a woman sounded full of anger.
The woman had long blue hair that reached her shoulders, her red eyes resembling the color of blood, a button nose, and full pinks lips.
From the description in the novel Jason could tell who she was... The wife of the clan head!
She was a cold-hearted woman in the novel, rarely showing any emotion except disappointment.
Even her last words were "I didn't expect you to be so weak."
"Zane, what are you doing?" She asked, her voice dripping with anger.
Zane stammered but in the end couldn't get any words out, he was scared in front of this woman, she had just caught him.
"I will not ask again Zane Hachiman, what are you doing?" She asked, this time her voice dripped with malice.
"Nothing." Zane said quickly.
Her eyes darted quickly to Jason before a look of disgust was painted into her face.
"So this thing is the reason why you are doing 'nothing', I guess I have to dispose of it." Her tone was cold as she spoke.
Before any of the boys could even register her words Jason was already above ground level, she held him like he was something she was forced to pick and vanished from her position.
Even Jason who was being held by her couldn't see as she moved at speeds his eye couldn't match with.
[Name: Mai Hachiman
Age: 60
Physical - Late Stage 5
Mental – Mid Stage 6
Mana – Late Stage 9
Skills: 30 Blade Strike, Water Magic, Advanced War Tactics, Spirit steps, Healing Light]
'She's lacking in the physical department but packing it in the mana department.' Jason thought.
He had begun receiving his growth when he was four years old and got to mid stage 2 without using any treasures that would help increase his growth and only strengthening his hand-to-hand techniques instead of building his strength.
She on the other hand could be called an old hag whom lives longer and looks younger because of the presence of mana was not even at stage 4 of physical!
Laughable!!
Soon Jason's vision adjusted, from the clan's outer section to the inner section.
They soon entered a mansion, it was painted white with steel doors anytime someone wanted to enter another room. Magic brimmed from the walls of the mansion proving that it's foundation depended on mana to be sturdy.
The woman, Mai spared him a quick look.
Her blood-red eyes seemingly trying to cut through him as her face, cold and full of disgust.
In an instant she threw him onto the ground, his body tumbling before finally stopping.
'This hag, she doesn't know how to treat fragile goods.' Jason thought as he got up and dusted himself, he could feel several gazes wanting to poke through him so he could only assume one thing.
'The lights are off, I can't see... I guess this is just one of those cliché moments where every important ass person is watching me and I'm going to be shouted at for "playing" with the young master.' Jason thought as he adjusted his shirt.
'I guess I better be on my best behavior.'
The lights suddenly turned on, several torches around the room began glowing with an orange flame.
At the epitome of the room several men sat on thrones of varying sizes, some old bald men sat on the lower thrones, some frailer ones whom their heads shone with brilliance in the light sat higher than the regular bald one.
And finally the one sitting on the most regal throne, the throne that outshone the others.
A not-so-bald man.
Jason did not bother with the rest, he went straight for the man sitting at the top.
[Name: August Hachiman
Age: 90
Physical – Late Stage 7
Mental – Early Stage 7
Mana – Late Stage 10
Skills: Null Eyes, Unwavering Will, Lightning Magic, Spirit steps, Advanced War Tactics, Fire Magic, War God's Embrace]
In the novel it was mentioned that Zane's father was one of the strongest clan heads of the Hachiman clan.
'My best behavior, and I shouldn't talk like someone from 500 years ago' Jason reminded himself before he began to speak.
"Hello everyone, I see you've been missing me so you decided to make someone kidnap me." Jason's voice echoed in the room.
"Brat! Do you know who're you are talking to?" One of the old bald men shouted.
"No I don't."
In the midst of the elders of the clan one of them looked at the boy intensely, the others looked at him in disgust but he looked at him in curiosity.
Jason was the son of the old man.
At his reply one of the men were about to get of and kill him but the man at the very top motioned for him to calm down.
"Why are you here?" The man, August said.
His wife suddenly came forward, she was blending in perfectly with her surroundings that even Jason didn't notice her.
"August, I caught this 'thing' playing with my son! I thought he was supposed to be put under a leash!" She shouted.
By now the only thing that was stopping Jason from replying to her with his mouth or his fists was the fact that the others that he was replying to the others because he knew they had restraints.
Meanwhile this woman was like an untamed dog that would bite anyone she saw.
'She really is annoying. I would have punched her if I didn't know I would be beheaded in the next second.'
"Is that so!" He said before getting up.
'And he wanted his men to have self-restraint.'
"I thought I told you something." August spoke talking to no one.
Surprising Jason one of them gulped.
'Am I supposed to know him.'
He jumped from his chair and landed on the ground, the ground did not break even after the impact from the man's fall.
He walked up to Jason, squatting as he stood in front of the boy before picking him up with four fingers.
"Brat, do you know the price you have to pay!" The man thundered, his grip intensifying.
"Your bad breath in my face?" Jason asked.
'I thought that his power would be a bit stronger than this, I at least thought he would be able to use mana to increase his strength.'
August's eyes opened wide, his blue eyes radiating a sense of power, he looked Jason eye-to-eye.
"Impossible." He muttered to himself before throwing Jason to a nearby wall.
BAM!
The wall cracked as Jason's body hit it before falling, showing that August wasn't pulling his punches.
However, Jason got up easily as if he was not damaged by the hit and began dusting his clothes.
"How rude." Jason said as he got up, but he had a grin on his face.
"You really shouldn't... hurt your guests."
A/N: Creation isn't hard, I just need motivation... Add this book to your library to motivate me.
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