Chapter 44

A luxurious Carriage made it's way away from The Zither Moon Town, Leylin has finally decided to adhere to his plans and push forward.

All of his knights were outside the carriage, Gleen and Dexter were in the driver seat while all others were traveling on Horses. Their combined presences demonstrated an existence of mysterious origin to all onlookers.

Inside the carriage moaning and panting sounds were reverberating. Due to his workload Leylin has not been able to vent for a while.

"Ahhh" Anna moaned as Leylin thrusted her with much vigor, Her beauty has been increased few level since Leylin got her.

Leylin with his high vitality is very hard to satisfy by normal humans, But Anna is a Grand Knight on her own rights.

Leylin looked her, She had a tired expression on her visage but there were happiness and extremely blissful charm in her eyes. She looked very happy to be able to serve her master.

Leylin put his hand behind her head and pulled her into a long kiss while keep piercing her.

Anna was flustered for a moment, Then closed her eyes and give all she had to Leylin.

"Ahhhh" Leylin gave a final thrust and deposited all his pent up energy. A faint smell of Sweat and nectar permeated the carriage.

After hours of venting Leylin was finally relived and reclined on his seat, Anna got to work and cleaned up the mess.

Anna was a dutiful maid and since Leylin departed to Participate in Bloodbath, She made remarkable progress strength wise too. Her intense desire to serve Leylin is at an whole other level.

' According to my speculation it will take around one week for all of them to get used to the Saint Knight strength and probably wield it. Then their strength will match a entrance level Magus, In six months or so they will become a formidable force 'Leylin thought as pulled the blinds away from the window and gazed outside.

Sapphire Lake, situated at the eastern part of the Poolfield Kingdom, was an extremely beautiful lake.

During winter, when the sun shines down from the sky, looking at it from a vantage point the azure lake seemed to be crystal clear like sapphire.

Not only that, there were even a special species of Blue Ice Fishes living in the Sapphire Lake. Its taste was extremely fresh and succulent. If acolytes were to include it in their diet often, it would have a slight boost in their meditation.

Hence, this area was controlled by a Magus family.

Tyler family was the Magus family which controlled the Sapphire Lake from nearby, to which Bicky belonged.

On this afternoon, there was a visitor inside the Tyler family's ancient castle.

"This is the ancient castle of the Tyler family?"

Leylin looked up at the large stone castle.

The Tyler family's castle was erected on a cliff close to Sapphire Lake. Around it there was even a layer of poisonous cloud hovering around it, so very few people were able to come here.

Leylin sized up the giant castle. The large yellowish cliff had the depression and precipitation that withstood the test of time, silently standing here, bringing on a gloomy and declining feeling to it.

At the front of the castle were two fire breathing statues.

Leylin exited from the carriage and soon all of entourage surrounded him as duty bound guards, There was an unique flair to this combination.

"The Tyler family was known to have a period of golden age; one can tell just by looking at the outline of this ancient castle. A pity…"

Leylin touched the two lifeless statues and sighed.

Magus families which were slightly more powerful can lay a defensive spell formation around their fort. At the very least, the door guards should at least be guarded by magical creatures.

As for now, Leylin only saw two stone statues, and there was no aura of radiation coming from the ancient castle.

With Leylin's physical strength only, he could completely demolish this castle.

After lingering around the front of the castle for a while, the people inside it were shocked.

*Boom!* Huge stones axles revolving sounded, and the two sides of the door opened slowly.

"May I ask…Who are you looking for?"

A chirpy birdlike girl's voice sounded. From behind the door, a green haired girl roughly 8 to 9 years old peeked out.

"I am Leylin, looking for your family's head!"

Leylin caressed the little girl's hair.

"My Lord! I'm sorry my Lord, this is my daughter, I did not pay attention to her for a while…"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with the energy waves of a level 2 acolyte finally appeared from the door, looking at Leylin in fright.

"Kushy! Hurry up and bow!" The middle-aged man hugged and placed the girl behind him, making her do a bow.

From the middle-aged man's knowledge, although Leylin seemed rather young, he had the terrifying energy waves which had far surpassed himself.

"He's at least a level 3 acolyte!"

He would never be comparable to a level 3 acolyte that this young man was. He looked at his Guards and saw that each and every one of them were Grand Knight and from the great sense of danger he was feeling, any single one of them is capable to make short work out of him in seconds.

Moreover, the Tyler family was in decline for a long time already, so they did not have much backing.

"Hi! I'm Leylin, here to meet the head of the Tyler family!"

Leylin repeated his intent.

"Leylin? Leylin!" The middle-aged man repeated the name before his expression changed suddenly, before asking in a more respectful tone, "May I ask if you are the Leylin from the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy?"

"That's right!" Leylin affirmed.

The smile on the middle-aged man's face grew in splendor; it seemed more forced than good-natured as he said, "Welcome to the Tyler family! I will immediately announce your arrival…"

After learning of Leylin's identity, this man's manner changed.

The man had heard Leylin's distinguished name many times; not only was he Bicky's junior, and Professor Kroft's accomplished student, as well as a genius in the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy, rumor has it that he has astonishing talent in Potioneering and advanced to level 3 acolyte, with potential to become a Magus before turning 20 years old.

Tyler Family was aware of all people who can have a connection with Bicky, They know that harming or punishing her will gave them no benefit so they tried to see if any one of Bicky Friend will try to help her out and offer some compensation, although the chances are very low.

Magus world is ruled by logical thinking, why would anyone help Bicky especially when the price is something equivalent to the fabled 'Rainbow Potion', Even with that they still held some expectations.

Thinking of this, although the man appeared deferential on the surface, there was a trace of greed within the nervousness he felt.

"I feel very upset regarding the matter of Miss Bicky…"

The man squeezed out some tears as he said, "Previously, Miss Bicky was a very obedient child, but now…"

"Freed! Break one of his arm for wasting my time! "

Leylin gaze turned frosty, and the middle-aged felt a chill run down his spine. He felt as if he were being stalked by an extremely dangerous beast.

"No Milord!"

Suddenly like a ghost Freed appeared before him, He took no notice of his fear and trepidation on the man's face and just grabbed his left hand and Snapped it in half.

*Snap*

" Awwwwww" The man screamed at the top of his lungs, seeing his forearm bent perpendicular to his elbows.

" One more sound from your mouth and I will inflict pain you would have never imagined " Leylin said with coldness in his voice, None of Leylin slaves even spared a look to the man.

The Man stopped his screams while tears glistening in his eyes, He quickly nodded.

Following which, he took hold of his daughter and immediately vanished behind the door.

More than ten minutes later, Leylin had already been received within the great hall of the castle and was in the presence of the Tyler family's patriarch.

"Distinguished guest! I am Tyler family's patriarch – Johnson Tyler! I welcome you to the Tyler Fort, and I hope that your stay here will be pleasant."

The patriarch of Tyler family was known as Johnson Tyler. He was an old man wearing a formal black attire and had a head of lustrous, silver hair which had been carefully combed. But his eyes appeared a muddy white.

[Johnson Tyler. Level 3 acolyte. Strength: 1.9, Agility: 2.5, Strength: 2.0, Spiritual force: 13. magic artifact on target's body can unleash attacks up to three times, each producing a force of more than 20 degrees. ]

A trace of blue light, invisible to others, flashed through Leylin's optic nerve, as the A.I. chip scanned and recorded the information regarding the Tyler family's patriarch.

Then, Leylin's nose twitched; he had smelled a deteriorating and decaying odor emitted from that Patriarch's body.

It was clear from the many wrinkles on this patriarch's face that this man did not have many years of his lifespan left.

Too weak! This kind of strength, in front of Leylin, was the same as grinding an ant to dust.

Leylin swept a glance from top to toe of the patriarch and found that the magic artifact he wore was somewhat decent.

If a level 3 acolyte were allowed to pay an extremely high cost, they could attain a magic artifact suitable for a rank 1 Magus. It seemed that this was something that was passed down the family.

However, from what Leylin saw, it was still futile. Leylin strength is not something that can be withstood by Johnson even if he became a Magus right now.

The disparity between their strengths was too high, and Leylin did not feel inclined to gossip with him.

"My purpose for coming here is: for you to Free Bicky now!"

Leylin knows that if he give an inch Johnson will want a mile, with his strength he has no obligation to show any patience or etiquette to this Greedy Geezer.

Leylin ignored the angry look upon the patriarch's face and found a seat to sit down on. All his slaves stood behind him loyally.

Seeing that Leylin did not show any courtesy, a trace of fury flashed in the eyes of Johnson Tayler, but he quickly suppressed it.

But within his mind, he felt aggrieved, as if a large stone had been placed in his heart. Since when could a level 3 acolyte act this brazenly inside the Tyler Fort?

However, Johnson had, after all, had plenty of experiences during his span of life. Moreover, he could always detect a trace of danger from Leylin.

The many years of training made Johnson put a smile on his face as if he was not even the teensiest bit angry due to Leylin's actions.

"The Rainbow Potion is a precious ancient treasure, right now many of its ingredients are hard to find…"

Leylin did waste his time and just gazed at Johnson eyes, Suddenly Johnson felt as though he was thrown into the pits of hell.

Everything around him metamorphosed into various types of snakes, Thousands of hissing snakes opened their mouth gushing forward to take a bite at him.

"Wh… What…" Johnson stammered immediately, and an unbelievable expression filled his face.

Leylin retracted his gaze and interlaced his fingers as he smiled, Johnson was not able to understand what happened, his face changed the shades of confusion and morphed into one of extreme fear.

"Of… Official Magus?!"

As if seeing a ghost, Johnson's mouth gaped widely, large enough to stuff several duck eggs inside.

This feeling of helplessness by just simply gazing into ones eye can only be created by a official Magus. Not just a weak one either, one has to keep in mind that Johnson is a level 3 Acolyte for him to fall into such a situation shows how unfathomable Leylin is compared to a new official Magus.

After which, fright surfaced on his face as he immediately knelt onto the ground, "Most respected Lord Magus! Please be appeased!"

Johnson shuddered as he knelt, his inner heart wildly howling, "This feeling it belongs to an official Magus! It can't be wrong! He… He is only 18 at most!"

Once he thought of having offended such a genius official Magus, Johnson desired to cry yet there were no tears. He even had the notion of committing suicide.

"Bicky! Yes! His relationship with her is good!" Johnson's eyes lit up as he suddenly thought of this point.

"Quick! Quick bring Bicky here! No… Maid! First, bring her for a bath…"

After seeking approval from Leylin, Johnson scampered off and ran into a large hall, screaming at an acolyte that was sprawled on the floor.

After which, Johnson put on a flattering smile as he bowed towards Leylin. "My Lord, do you have any other orders?"

Looking at his shameless behaviour, Leylin remained unfazed. He just crossed one leg over the other and closed his eyes.

Leylin doesn't really care for the Bootlicking, but he refused to be insulted especially by someone much weaker than him. since Johnson didn't offend him, Leylin didn't care either.

After Johnson accompanied Leylin in trepidation for another dozen minutes or so, Leylin finally got to see Bicky.

Bicky had apparently gone for grooming; her hair even had water droplets which had not been dried properly. She wore a white gown, her expression, however, did not seem very well, having huge eye bags and dark circles around her eyes.

"You… You're Leylin?!"

Bicky looked at Leylin who stood there unyieldingly and then at her family head who was smiling obsequiously, suddenly feeling dizzy as she tried to connect the dots…