tbate | The Storm Gods Chosen [Dropped]

Ch 26 Auction Pt 2

Alexander Shard Pov

As the sword arced towards me, I noticed that it had a faint glow of mana surrounding it. Augmenting his sword to attack an nine-year-old... this guy is a sad excuse of a human. The hood covering the guard's face was blown back as he charged towards me, revealing a rugged veteran's furious expression.

Faces of horror could be seen clearly from those around us. The Twin Horns desperately tried to make their way towards the guard intending to kill him when they saw him attack me, to stop the pour bastard from dying I have to finish him off first.

My eyes stayed focused on the guard that was about to swing down, but I was quite relaxed. the training the royal guards received was mediocre even I had better form after training with Art after a week, his attack was rushed and full of openings. I didn't even deem it worthy to use mana. I took a step forward with my right foot as his sword swung down towards me, then reached up and grabbed the space on the grip of his sword between the cross-guard and his hand.

I proceeded to pivot on my right foot, using the momentum of his swing, while my body was parallel to the guard's. He had put his whole weight and speed into the swing and I intend to make use of it, I redirected his momentum and weight moving with a fluidity and speed that made me seem like a dancer, I grabbed his wrist and spun swinging him like a rag doll and threw him back in the direction he came from.

His body flew through the air like a arrow, the instant he cam in contact with the wall I could see the wall crack and his armor creak and fall apart at the joints as he fell to the ground like a bag of hammers.

My attention immediately focused to Arthur who just knocked a guard the fuck out, then, to Sebastian. As I expected, the poor guy was silently muttering a spell at Arthur.

SEBASTIAN'S POV:

'Those impudent brats! Need to learn their place! When the King asks for something, it isn't a request; it's an order! How dare he not only refuse, but also reprimand our noble King! Brats Don't deserve equals contracts! I personally come from a family of pure conjurers; elite mages capable of bending nature to their will. I don't have a contract with a beast at all! Yet, those brats have beasts that were capable enough to form an equals contract at such a young age! That means that the beast's level is least A class!' I couldn't help but grind my teeth in frustration.

'I'm the one that deserves the magnificent steed that that beast will grow to become! And yet, he refused me? He refused the King?'

"Insolent peasant! You dare insult the King and his family?" Harry let out a roar as he charged towards the brat, his sword brandished high up in the air.

'Yes! Kill that brat! I guess augmenters do have their uses at times. Hahaha! After that brat's dead, that black mana beast will rightfully be mine!'

Yet, before I could even start cheering for him, he'd been knocked out.

*CRUNCH*

I looked over and saw David crumpled down on the ground against the wall.

'What the hell? How did those useless, half-witted fools manage to knocked out that fast? Ugh... I guess I'll have to handle the brats by myself.' As I began taking out my staff, I noticed the owner of the black mana beast walking towards me.

I had to hold back a laugh. 'He's actually come towards me? Is he asking to die?' Well, I didn't really care at this point. That non-mage 'Vincent' was a close friend of the King, but I'll probably just get off with a light punishment for killing an insignificant brat.

Whatever bothersome punishment he served me would be well worth it after getting my hands on the brat's mana beast.

As I began silently chanting a spell, I couldn't help but grow irritated as he continued to approach me. Was he such a fool that he couldn't tell that he was about to die?