Polymath Redux

Chapter 17: King vs. King

While everyone's guard was down the dragon king quickly drew his sword and hurled it towards the little girl, Morialia. The sword spun and flew towards her at breakneck speeds but also calculated enough that it would spin just enough so that the blade would stab through her. This was merely a test to uncover the true identity of the little girl, if he was mistaken he would immediately rush over and do everything in his power to heal her.

However the outcome of this action was unexpected. At the very least the dragon king had expected that the little girl would dodge the attack but that wasn't it, what happened was that the girl effortlessly slapped the dragon king's sword away from herself, changing its trajectory as the sword pierced itself into a nearby wall.

"..."

Everyone was surprise, but the one who didn't expect that outcome the most was the dragon king himself. He had been holding back but never did he meet an individual who was able to effortlessly deflect his attack in such a lazy manner.

"This is... "

Leona thought about the words that the dragon king spoke before. With this reaction from Morialia it took only a few seconds to comprehend the entire situation. She was smart enough to make the connection; Morialia, the puppet corpse, the carcass of the Spectral Eater and her display of power right now. She understood but couldn't really pinpoint an exact motive for all of this trickery.

Was it for some kind of revenge? For fame? A job?

Just what was Morialia's true identity?

"It seems that child isn't as she first appears."

The dragon king spoke out. Nobody could take their eyes off of this absurd situation; none of the members of Hywel knights had ever met a being with comparable strength to the dragon king, not even Rio who had lived for centuries. Morialia made a displeased, sour face, she clicked her tongue in a non-childish manner and averted her gaze as if to drop all of her façade.

She shook her head in her own denial.

"Tsk, I should've factored in the dragon king as well. How unsightly for me to make such a big miscalculation."

Morialia spoke to herself, but those words were not the words that would be made by a child. Her words carried the tone of voice only reserved for beings who considered themselves above everyone else, as though everyone else was just a plaything to her.

"What are you?"

The dragon king demanded to know. Morialia, no Mordred was now at a crossroads. He could either reveal himself and somehow end thus with an apology and negotiation, or continue playing the role of a villain to test their strengths. The truth was he didn't particularly need to kill them, that wasn't what he was here for in the first place, merely to test their powers.

Even thought the plan was altered a little, the situation could still be rectified to its original purpose. In fact, now the dragon king himself was thrown into the mix, what better chance to test the strength of the beings of this world than this? Mordred decided that he wanted to continue on with this situation a bit more and see how far he can take it until he was satisfied.

Morialia smiled back, a bone chilling and nerve wracking smile. The members of Hywel knights had cold sweat running down their backs as they firmly understood that this being wasn't to be trifled with and was clearly out of their league.

Morialia started walking towards the dragon king's sword that was hammered into the walls. It was firmly placed, requiring at least the strength of ten men to pull it out, or so that's how it seemed. However the small girl, Morialia walked over and effortlessly drew out the sword as though it had been stuck in butter and not tones of stone.