Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 1902  Last Thing

Usually, a Faerie should only be able to gain a single alignment, but Ailsa was an extremely special case where she was not just born with two, but they were also two of the top three Faeries in all of existence.

The Cultus Faerie was designed to nurture, could see through a great number of mysteries, and make the cultivation path of themselves and those they chose to teach much clearer.

The Quibus Faerie, by comparison, was one with death. They were an anomaly to the Faeries and were almost begrudgingly placed amongst the top echelon because there was nowhere else that they deserved to be.

They were the Necromancers of the Faerie Race.

Now, one was standing before him, exuding an almost dull aura that was hard to detect. And yet, it contradictorily made him extremely difficult to approach at the same time.

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The outside of the Throne Challenge was in an uproar. The silence that they had grown used to had long since been awash with discussion. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Their Sect was too young. As such, the number of times that their Throne had been challenged before was exactly zero. No one had ever come to do so...

They had no idea who would appear, and they had already been shocked enough by the appearance of Emerald Vine already. But this was even more out of their expectation.

This man… he was known simply as Silent Quibus. He was dull, unassuming, and if he walked by on the street, most wouldn\'t even notice him even if he brushed by.

However, it was this very man that was the only traitor in the short history of the Sect.

The youth didn\'t know the truth behind the story, but they were still informed about this traitor. One could imagine the kind of hatred the higher-ups had fostered to allow this to fester for this long.

It could even be said that this man was the reason that Ailsa was trapped where she was. He had never been comparable to Ailsa in strength, but a timely betrayal was often all that was needed to bring an empire to its knees.

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Ryu looked at the man casually and held out his great swordstaffs, already prepared for battle.

By this point, he had noticed an oddity in the atmosphere. The arena hadn\'t changed and they were still standing in the same beautiful forest, though it was a bit haggard now. However, he could sense a faint rejection coming from the surroundings.

It wasn\'t a rejection toward him, but rather a rejection toward the man that was standing in front of him. It wasn\'t something that made much sense.

His first thought was that it was because he was a Quibus Faerie. The life force in this region was strong, and this was the opposite of the kind of environment that a Quibus would be matched for.

But he dismissed this soon after. That was because Quibus Faeries weren\'t just harbingers of death; that was too much of a simplification of them. They were first and foremost Necromancers, there was a difference.

Being a Necromancer was also being a nurturer, just in a different form. Plus, there was no way that Ailsa\'s Sect would reject Quibus Faeries so vehemently without reason.

Ailsa had no reason to reject her Quibus side. After all, it came from her mother. If she was going to reject any side, it would be her Cultus side because she and her father had never truly seen eye to eye. By comparison, she was much closer to her mother, although the lady was a bit sickly and couldn\'t participate in her life very much.

"Interesting. You\'re a traitor of some kind."

Ryu spoke this conclusion casually after looking around. His casual demeanor became a bit colder. That was because any traitor to the Sect was a traitor to his wife, and that was simply unacceptable.

This was already enough for Ryu to be more decisive in his killing this time.

His silver eyes sparkled and [Lines of Fate] activated along with [Third Perspective]. The world revolved in his mind and he suddenly felt something.

Ailsa was watching.

Ryu looked up. He was already sure that Ailsa was watching before, but it was so subtle that he would have to really focus on it, or connect his [Third Perspective] to her to find it. However, doing that in the middle of battle would be a detriment, so he had held off.

But this time, it was as though Ailsa was making herself known on purpose. Though, the only one that could sense it was Ryu himself. The moment he felt it, he understood something.

It seemed that this person wasn\'t just a normal traitor. He was the sort of traitor that even Ailsa was dissatisfied with, the kind a woman would want a husband to erase for her.

When Ryu understood this, the hints of coldness in his eyes spilled over, becoming a frigidness that caused space to crack and fragment like a thin pane of ice.

All the while, Silent Quibus hadn\'t moved a single inch. He just stood there as though he was observing something. His aura of a Middle Transcended was so reserved that he didn\'t seem to have any cultivation at all. If not for his eyes, Ryu wouldn\'t even be able to see through how strong he was.

"Crossing the Tatsuya Clan will be the last thing you do in this life." Ryu\'s words sounded calm and even despite the changes to the world around him.

Suddenly, Silent Quibus spoke. "Do I need advice on how to treat my woman from a mere descendant?"