Chương 10: Ch. 9 Lord Gale, The Gold General

Asher could only shake his head at the remark in a firm tone as if he were dealing with an adult. This child's temperament was pretty good, and Paskha's way of thinking was way more mature than the child his age.

Woosh! A sound like a wind blowing was heard, followed by a portal opening in the mid of the air.

"Ah, my lord is back."

Paskha smiled happily, seeing the very distinctive shape of the portal gate. Only a few people could create portals; each portal had a different form.

Sir Clove's portal was leafy green with a gust of wind swirling like a tornado visible from above. Needless to say, this portal had to be Sir Clove's, but what came out of the portal was not just Sir Clove, but the Golden General Lord Gale!!

Paskha's eyes lit up when he saw his former mentor looking thirty years younger and more manly.

Lord Gale was the title given by King Ahasuerus because of his phoenix-like speed and capability to command the winds and control the weather.

Not only was he born with the most robust active soul type, but he also possessed a ninth-level innate mana!

Since the lord chose to do the mortal cultivation path, his peak rank was Great master. To get beyond that, he needed to do the heaven trial, which was impossible to handle, considering his way of training was for a mortal.

"We'll just do as you say. Even if I choose to be a teacher, my loyalty still resides in this kingdom." came a voice full of authority from Sir Clove.

Sir Clove's demeanor when dealing with children differed greatly from when he spoke with adults.

"Okay. Tomorrow morning I will leave for Goldmine to meet the Divine master there. Then we will go to the border and see if the Mediterranean dares to bully us."

Paskha's brow furrowed upon hearing the Mediterranean Empire. The empire was the wealthiest nation with the strongest and most soul masters compared to the other four kingdoms. The Mediterranean believed themselves at the top of the pyramid and often looked down on other soul masters. And that 'person'… also came from the Mediterranean.

"Boy, what are you doing in front of my house at this time of night?" A hoarse yet gentle voice brought Paskha back to reality.

Paskha showed his sweet smile and ran to his teacher. "I'm waiting for you."

"You are?"

"Sir Clove, who is this kid? I sensed a unique soul force aura from this child."

"He is indeed special."

Paskha smiled broadly to hear the praise slide from his teacher's mouth. Sir Clove was never stingy with his praise. Even though the older man often hit his head whenever he misbehaved, Paskha knew that Sir Clove treasured him dearly and wanted the best for him.

"Ho? Special? How so?"

"Esteemed Lord Gale, shouldn't you rest early, considering you will have a long journey tomorrow morning? Even though you are powerful, you have no ability to create portals, which means you have to travel manually."

Instead of being offended, Lord Gale laughed heartily at Clove's reminder. "I guess you're the only one who dares to talk to me like this in this world."

Paskha didn't comment and just gave a knowing smile. Of course, Sir Clove wasn't afraid to offend Lord Gale. The two were childhood friends and had been together for decades.

"What's your name, boy?"

"Greetings, noble Lord Gale. My name is Paskha. I have admired you for a long time."

Hearing the praise from Paskha made Lord Gale's heart feel satisfied. The Golden General knelt on one leg and patted the top of Paskha's head on one foot.

"Usually, little kids would run scared as soon as they see me. But you are not at all afraid. On the contrary, your eyes showed me a clear and confident."

Paskha looked directly into Lord Gale's golden yellow eyes without feeling intimidated. "I like your manner, boy." Lord Gale rose to his feet. "If you plan to become a soldier, you can look for me."

On the other hand, Sir Clove just shook his head. But suddenly, his expression turned serious. Not only Sir Clove but Lord Gale also activated his soul skill, making Paskha feel the lord's aura pressure.

"Clovis, take the child inside."

"Don't call me with that!" although irritated, Sir Clove patted Paskha's back with his hand and walked through the gate of his house. "Asher, activate this place's defense array."

"Yes, sir."

Paskha glanced back to see Asher spread his arms to the side, and in an instant, a transparent layer enveloped the entire area of this residence like a dome.

"Sir Clove, did something happen?" Paskha could already guess what was happening, considering the relaxed atmosphere had suddenly become dangerous.

He guessed some man-eating soul beast or soul-sucking demon had come out of its hiding place to devour. Because his soul force had not yet been developed, Paskha could not sense the presence of the unwanted beast.

He had his memories and knew the ways to release his soul force. Paskha could have done it at this time without his teacher's or other mentors' guidance. However… his current path of cultivation choice was different from before. Thus, he couldn't be reckless and do the same cultivation training.

"It's nothing important, and you're safer here. I'll take you home after this."

Sir Clove raised a hand and pressed it against the closed door. His mouth was muttering, chanting an incantation, but no sound came out. The next second, the door was opened, but no one was standing there to open it.

"Come on in."

Paskha nodded once and followed his teacher's steps through the house door. As soon as he stepped into the house, Paskha felt a mental attack that was not too obvious. He felt thousands of pairs of eyes staring at him intensely as if wanting to judge him.

"What is it?" Sir Clove noticed the little boy's eyes behind him were dazed, and his face turned pale.

Hadn't he given access to Paskha? Why is his house still attacking this child mentally? Sir Clove couldn't help but wonder.

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