Warlock of The Magus World (FanFiction)

Chapter 90

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The little girl kept staring at the smiling Leylin with a dazed expression. She was mesmerised by his looks and temperament. Leylin wore a plain snow white robe, had a devilishly handsome face, his muscles and perfectly toned body was in clear view and a noble demeanor which can intoxicate most resistant of women's, on the other hand she is all but a teenager with a fragile heart.

Looking at leylin standing before her, with a soft smile on his face and the beautiful field behind him. Her heartbeat was beating rapidly and stars began to form in her eyes. Although she has seen lots of charming men, none could ever come near the perfection of Leylin in her mind.

"Greetings Friend, My Name is France Greg, Of the Greg Family, daughter of Ramon Gerg, The City Lord of Linthin town. May I ask who this is? " Breaking out of her trance, France spoke in a extremely soft and charming voice while blushing, She performed some sort of bow and her nature was filled with warmth and friendly vibe towards Leylin.

Leylin kept smiling at her with no signs of answering, France maintained her small bow probably because it was a traditional to be returned by the other party, before she could get in a relaxed position.

Her guards looked at this scene, they didn't interfere in France's interaction with the stranger but after seeing Leylin standing still after her bow. They were angered beyond control, this is a dishonorable attitude and contemptuous behavior towards their Ladyship.

*Shing*

"How dare you disrespect My Lady, I will give you one chance to bow befo-no kneel before her! Then ask for forgiveness or else! " Eta said in an extremely overbearing and spiteful voice. He withdraw his sword and pointed towards Leylin with immense anger and jealousy, He clearly saw the change in expression that France had after she saw Leylin. Her behavior ripped his dreams apart, His heart was burning with immense hatred right now and also helplessness.

If he was before a Noble he would have to shallow his jealousy, but as he looked at Leylin's Clothes and saw no crest or family symbol on it, he got aggressive and decided to release his anger on him, although the robe was pretty, it still seemed subpar to him, so he decided to act. If it was a Noble he wouldn't have dared.

Even the strongest of Knight's won't offend a noble for no reason, not because of their personal strength but due to the fear of insulting the Noble pride and initiating a deep grudge against their kind.

"Eta! "

As soon as Eta acted, France became horrified. Although she didn't like the silent treatment from Leylin, she was able to see what these two could not. The robes on Leylin's body is not as simple as it looks, although it's strangely without any Noble Crest which looks odd and different from usual etiquette. She could tell that it's not a simple robe, it's a 'special item'.

She could detect faint traces of strange energy emitting from it. All products like these are extremely expensive, even her father is not qualified to own such a thing. This person could end up being even a Prince or someone with an extremely fierce background.

In fact, As France has guessed this robe is indeed not a common item. This robe is made out of Tetra River Moth's silk and is an extinct product in South Coast.

As a Mighty Rank 3 Magus, how could Leylin items be common, he got this from the Secret Plane. This is a extremely light and comfortable robe and it's also able to survive a Rank 2 Magus spell.

The robe is not very flashy in outer appearance in contrast it's rather plain, nevertheless it's still a very expensive and useful treasure.

'Their language's sound a bit familiar to one of the ancient language, but I don't have much knowledge about that one either. It could even be a mere coincidence too! ' Leylin still kept smiling at them, to be quite frank he couldn't have answered even if he wanted to, since he doesn't understand their language.

He could though understand their intent and what they wanted to say by their actions, but what these 3 had spoken was not a language that Leylin understood.

As soon as Eta draw his sword, his smile widen and a bloodthirsty smirk replaced his smile and then he said something these three couldn't understand.

"Sheshnaag! "

*Hiss*

Strange hissing sounds came from behind them and they didn't even have enough time to turn as a huge shadow began to envelope all three of them, their body shivered uncontrollably.

They collectively looked at the ground and saw no sunlight reaching there. Horrified by this view, they slowly and hesitantly looked up to gaze upon an extremely huge snake right above them, this snake eyes flashed a menacing red, as it was releasing a bloody scent and a soul crushing dominating aura from it.

"Bea-Beast Tamer! " Scared after seeing this monstrous beast they mumbled, Now these three were definitely sure that the youth before them is a Prestigious Noble, and a strong one at that! Only those with impressive Noble background could have a Beast like that at such a Young age. This youngster is undoubtedly such a genius in their view now.

They wanted nothing more than to ask for forgiveness and undo their offense. Gill understood immediately that this is the beast which most probably created that bone field. He also knew that let alone him not even their Master could not go up against this monster.

But alas they were given no chance, Sheshnaag immediately attacked and took a bit out of Eta, with his razor sharp teeth Eta's body was cleaved into two from the waist as Sheshnaag swallowed his upper body.

France and Gill looked in horror at this scene. Gill immediately bowed before Leylin to ask for forgiveness, as a plea was about to come from his mouth, Sheshnaag attacked with it's humongous tail and crushed his body into the ground, turning him into mushed meat.

He then proceeded to swallow the dead bodies of both of the Knights. They might be impressive in there small town but to him they are just mere ants.

Sheshnaag looked at France with his red eyes and there was a resemblance to human like disdain in it's eye.

The woman was spared from Sheshnaag attack since that's what Leylin wanted, Leylin walked near the cowering and shaking girl still traumatized at the scene.