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Step, step, step, step. Heian Ciemnosc, his people, and Elena, with her people, walked on the streets at night after coming out of a restaurant. He and Elena were leading the group, and they had just separated from Clarke and Yon, who went somewhere else where the other Assistant Teachers would celebrate before getting to work. The year had just started, and they had to prepare for their first classes. At this moment, Elena was tired satisfyingly and waiting to get to Heian Ciemnosc's bedroom and rest as soon as possible.
“Hmm, what a year. Everyone has improved so quickly. Are we the Academy’s best future? Hm?” Elena’s words, haughty and prideful but low and content, sounded in Heian Ciemnosc’s ears ever so more unmistakable, even with the constant chatter of others behind them. He looked down and observed his COs and Elena’s team members before holding her left hand tighter and squeezing it once. “Mn, although I have something important to do this year and might have to leave the territory.”
“Mn, that’s fine. I might also be busy with something else Master told me about.” Elena nodded and hugged his arm, pressing her face against it as an even taller Heian Ciemnosc from 2 years ago seemed so goddamn different. For starters, he was pervertedly handsome. Not that he looked perverted, but the level of his handsomeness was perverted. Heian Ciemnosc poked her sides with their backhands and lightly said, “You sure you won’t miss me? Oh, I can’t have that. Miss me.”
“Shut up~,” Elena rolled her eyes and made an effort to push Heian Ciemnosc away. However, it was futile, and she simply looked kinda cute. Elena even felt that Heian Ciemnosc’s bodily strength would increase soon. She now wanted to know when and how powerful his body would be afterwards. Would his thing also grow somehow? It already seemed too much, although her body could still take some more… Elena was innocently intrigued.
“I’m sure it’s nothing much,” Heian Ciemnosc closed in on her left ear and whispered, then added, “But if it is… I’ll bring good enough results to give you a shocking surprise, ah.”
“Hmm~,” Elena hummed contentedly, making sure her husband got enough cheers and encouragement on her part. And ever since a month ago, she looked beautiful but lacked daintiness everywhere except her pale lips and small nose. If it wasn’t for her brown eyes radiating headstrongness, and her whole body became defined, looking mighty, she would look as fragile and breakable as Arla.
It was unknown what had made her features turn from already charming but tomboyish to a beautiful tomboy. However, Heian Ciemnosc liked to think it was all his charm, sharing it with his precious wife and the things he did to her when no one could watch in his Master’s abode, her bedroom at their adoptive father’s mansion, at Uncle Puru’s residence, in the middle of training with Fighters, and so on.
“Alright,” Elena stopped and rubbed her face on his chest. His dark coat, obscure gray uniform, and club leader’s jacket were all stinking with his scent, tranquilizing and turning her crazy altogether. She looked up with her face still adhered to his body as the other stopped and prepared to separate and swiftly spoke under her breath, with only Heian Ciemnosc hearing her words. “Master told me there will be a hearing for your assignation and that ‘some’ people might go. Be careful. It might be very influential, so you have to prepare for anything.”
“Oh, I understand,” Heian Ciemnosc held her little head and let her rub her face some more before she suddenly parted ways with his scent as her arms pushed her but still remained within his arms. Elena looked up and gazed into those darkest eyes, “I’ve been the best woman in the world thanks to you in the last few years. Thank you, husband.”
Her transparent, almost non-expressive, blunt words arrowed directly into Heian Ciemnosc’s heart and Soul. He looked at her and showered her with the darkness of his eyes. Elena looked up in return and stuck her body to his once again. This time, they slightly swayed left and right as if they were dancing and spent a good set of minutes like that before their surroundings turned silent. After thinking for a second, Elena smirked from the left corner of her mouth and said, “I’ll wait for you there.”
As Heian Ciemnosc tilted his head, Elena left his side, took Little Rain out, and the motherfucker started flying into the skies like nobody cared, directly towards his Master’s abode. Heian Ciemnosc looked on and shook his head after her figure disappeared from the ordinary naked eyesight before turning to face his Concealed Ornament Team. He spoke loudly yet in a calm tone. “Let’s go back and rest, return. If I need you for this thing, I’ll call you. Keep training the Team no matter what.”
“Yes, team leader!” - “Riiiight away, sir!” His COs responded equally loud, with most of the males feeling exhausted and needing to embrace a beauty to sleep, and the females liked the idea of a bed, and rest with their man to their side was the best cherry on top right now. As they left, Heian Ciemnosc looked at their departing figures for a few seconds before turning around and taking his leave. He had already spent quite some time before celebrating with Sakura and Arla, so he just glanced at them for a moment before walking away.
… As Heian Ciemnosc walked to his Master’s abode, not that far but not immediately close to the City they celebrated, he re-accommodated everyone’s progress and status in his mind.
For starters. The merfolk he brought wasn’t disappointing and was on par with his COs. From the bunch he conveyed from the 1st phase’s Semi-Dimension, the maids were at the Dantreulity realm middle to late stages, while the soldier units were at the Dantreulity realm early stages for most and middle stages for some. Meanwhile, his team expanded from 80 team members and 8 COs to the same amount of COs but 220 team members.
Of the 220, 40 were assassins. Everyone was at the late stages of the Neutral Encephalon realm, with a few exceptions. However, they were more deathly than the other team members, and their kill rate was always the highest in the missions. They had 6 SC Fighters for themselves and were naturally fully equipped for every mission. There was no way the Concealed Ornament Team would underestimate their missions after forming such a reputation and gaining an untold status level among every student.
The remaining 180 ‘ordinary’ cultivators had Arts and techniques of all kinds, boosting their respective capabilities after being trained and analyzed by Heian Ciemnosc, their respected team leader. They were all at the early stages of the Dantreulity realm, with some managing breaking into the middle stages. Despite being small, they were, by far, the most astounding force in the Academy. No one had this much accumulated strength unless they had 100,000 students under their command or so.
As for Fighters, they had 18 Bulldogs and 6 General Fighters, and just like the assassins’ SC Fighters, fully equipped and ready for every mission. Now that they were in the Second Step and nearing the top of the students’ level in the Wrath Nihility Academy, the type of missions they could get were the harshest and most problematic. And to top it all off, individually, his COs were simply astonishing, to say the least.
Ever since the reveal of other Geniuses having the same or even worse cultivation talent than them, yet reached further and defeated them with a superior cultivation base, the COs had been going all-out without bothering about anything else other than their beloved, the Team, their Craftsmaking profession, and regular training under the team leader or colliding with the Crystal Fist Team. They really went all out.
Esteban, Fengli, and Sakura were at the peak of the Dantreulity realm, those monsters. Violet was at the 10th stage. Oleg and Victor achieved the peak of the 9th stage but still needed several months if they desired to have a go at the Hana-Saga realm. Elena was also at the peak of the Dantreulity realm, but the COs were confident that they couldn’t beat her unless everyone fought her at the same time.
Aleksander had broken into the Dantreulity realm 7th stage, while Gloria was at the peak of the Broken Crystallization realm. Now, he started sweating, knowing his girl was catching up to him, and he would be left in the dust if he didn’t start going full-on motors on his cultivation base like the others. On the other hand, how could Gloria not feel content that her harsh training was making her man work harder?
Clarke had become a cultivator in the 2nd stage of the Spirit Magna realm, while Yon broke into the 1st stage. Arla had become a Hana-Saga cultivator! She was even in the 3rd stage, and while Frank followed suit, she was unmistakably powerful! Arla was that dainty-looking lady who turned out to be a big boss. And she was already in the big, big leagues, making the Saberbone Diabolical Club proud and worried at the same time.
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They had another monstrous cultivator in their ranks, again, but this meant Arla would be leaving the club after graduating, which was soon. They had already lost 2 club leaders, and while that was a good thing to keep power in check, those were 2 outstanding cultivators! Now, they only had 3 left! That was troublesome! Nevertheless, that’s how things were, and it was the same for Biston and Sahnyr.
Biston had broken into the 4th stage of the Hana-Saga realm, while Sahnyr had only broken into the 3rd stage. However, with her Supreme Art and the new ones she had learned, along with that complete Earth grade armor set, it became evident her battle prowess was above anyone on the same level as her. Only those like either Biston or Arla could face her off, and the victor still needed to be decided.
On the other hand, Heian Ciemnosc had just broken into the Dantreulity realm. If this wasn’t slow, then what was it? This was a world of Change, and it waited for none, much less did it lack talents. If it wasn’t because the Academy was soon to be recognized as a Third Step organization, this would be an impossible sighting, even if Heian Ciemnosc was who he was, unless everyone several realms above his started gifting him their corpses nonstop.
But, in any case, this was just the side that Heian Ciemnosc took care of. Like Biston and Sahnyr, everyone a Genius of the Academy, there were many teams and groups that held their own in this changing world. Talents would pop off from time to time, either by luck or by unearthing their hidden potential. The latter would mostly be discovered by a teacher or even a Supervisor, taking talented few as their disciples, helping them improve, and teaching them about nature. The world was moving, and so will other organizations feed their seeds to become formidable trees in the future.
… Finally, Heian Ciemnosc walked into his Master’s abode. He first greeted his maids, some sleepy but came out to greet him when they sensed him enter Lady Calisneia’s empty black space. After giving them busses on their mouths, the pale, pervertedly handsome young man went to his Master’s bedroom. He effortlessly opened the door and entered it. Checking up on his Master, Heian Ciemnosc left after a few minutes with his hands holding her left hand.
“...” She was sleeping, resting, and seemed exhausted to death, but she was still alive, breathing, and… well. Lady Calisneia could feel him, but she could not move. It was not that she did not want to or that she wanted her disciple to remain strong. She was simply incapable of moving. This wasn’t new to her, although she did protect her body so he wouldn’t notice. But, she had not been able to move for weeks once every several weeks passed, leaving her helpless to teach her disciple any further… despite so many things still left to be guided.
After Heian Ciemnosc left, Lady Calisneia’s eyelashes trembled, but she relaxed and continued sleeping, her consciousness drowsy and her Soul hurting. On his way back, Heian Ciemnosc greeted the last few maids and saw their worried concerns hidden in their eyes. He didn’t need nature reading to feel what they felt and thought. However, Heian Ciemnosc decided he would leave these maids with his Master until he could cure her then and there. They liked each other a lot now, anyway.
Step, step, step, step. Slide~, step- rustle!
Heian Ciemnosc stepped towards his bedroom after giving Milyy’s door a long stare. When he opened the door, and he saw the beauty, totally naked and fidgeting in the blankets hurriedly hid her lusty beauty beneath the sheets, he grinned while Elena looked at him with a rapidly flushing face and from her knees to her insteps revealed to his darkest eyes. The blankets were abundant, but she held them wrongly, the silly Elena.
Rustle~~... fwip, fwip- tap!!
“Ah~...” Elena slowly opened her legs, letting the spot he always warms up, either on his beds or on hers, fall on her coochie and front body as if he was doing her already. She pressed her elbows against the mattress as she fell down, her lower back already against the bed, and her legs wide spread, begging to be violated and used to his body’s content while their mouths do the love-making this time. She wanted her brains fucked out by the next hour.
Heian Ciemnosc acquiesced, letting Elena’s fully opened, concentrated eyes watch a stripping show for her delight. He could hear squelching sounds below the valleys down the road. Pressing his knees against the bed, slowly moving towards her like the predator he is, dark fangs appeared before stabbing into her labia.
“Gasp- aah!”
. . .
The next day, at 7 AM. Wrath Nihility Academy’s individual territory center. In the Missions & Operations building, main hall.
Hundreds of Supervisions and all Vice deans, Deans, the Vice headmaster, and the Headmaster were seated around a square-shaped room, a couple square kilometers long. There was an empty space in the middle, enough to group more than 10,000 people at once, but right now, it was only used by Heian Ciemnosc as he was surrounded by all these higher-ups and upper echelons. They were seated in wall-like settings, where only the Headmaster, Vice headmaster, and Deans had individual seats, and the rest shared the same long bench a couple steps above the floor level.
Looking around himself. Heian Ciemnosc noticed Elena and his COs at the side. Arla had his team’s emblem, too, a simple clay pot overshadowed with its appearance hidden. They stood in the same corner, unlike the others taking a seat. It had been just 20 seconds since he entered the room, but it was already silent and slightly heavy pressing.
“... Leading Student Heian Ciemnosc,” Headmaster Rosfalto finally broke this silence, seemingly eating away at their brains and nerves. The little black monster looked up. The Headmaster was incredibly tall already, but sitting on his chair with his face over 6 meters above the floor level. However, the Headmaster didn’t seem to notice or care about this. He continued with a deep tone, “Today, you have been called after much consideration. The Academy will assign you a place to supervise.”
“No, you’re not becoming a Supervisor, hoho,” the Headmaster’s brown-yellow eyes turned into slits, and he chuckled in front of everyone. Various higher-ups briefly sighed, and some others laughed along. The atmosphere was brought to a comfortable quietness before the Headmaster spoke again, and Heian Ciemnosc listened attentively.
“We have all seen your achievements and victories attained for the Academy. We are all grateful, but you don’t need to hear these things. Let me get straight to the point,” the Headmaster cut through unnecessary circles with his words and changed positions in his chair before resuming. “We are sending you somewhere close to the Academy, however. Don’t think this is because we are worried about your safety. We would be more than willing to send you to one of the many outposts in the neighboring Kingdoms… but we have something more pressing and significant matter.”
“... I’m hearing,” Heian Ciemnosc said after a couple seconds. The Headmaster nodded and continued, feeling slightly relieved to see Heian Ciemnosc cooperate. As for the little black monster, although he knew these might be factual, he also detected lies through Headmaster Rosfalto’s words and expression. ‘He’s worried about my Master’s incapability to help me.’
It wasn’t a question. Heian Ciemnosc knew her situation wasn’t unknown by the Headmaster at the very least, and the Vice headmaster, if anything. Heian Ciemnosc placed his hands before him, arms extended low and waited to hear the Headmaster’s words.
“The Far East Region is a place with abundant history.” The Headmaster extended his left arm and took a control remote out of thin air. He pressed on it with his left index finger and a digital screen with perfect definition showing the Academy’s expanded, new individual territory shortly before rapidly moving eastwards. The land rolled under the screen as an enormous pillar could be seen far into the distance, with the sea already appearing on the screen.
“Much before we came here, when this was a little planet, and not even a Kingdom, after the Lords befell and disappeared, leaving even historical records such as Dragons or ‘eternal’ Lifeforms to disappear with them. The Blackotia Kingdom was ruled by a small, negligent, and unknown force. They are descendants of the Azure Dragon and could already reach the peak of the First Step without cultivation resources in ‘this’ little planet.”
“Their bodies have a natural body tempering faculty. Every member of their family has double the bodily strength as even Demons or Titans, and the best among them are even more scary. Their origination in the Blackotia Kingdom is unknown.” The Headmaster resumed Changes’ worth of history lessons to facilitate everyone’s understanding of this old rival.
“Long before we arrived, a major powerhouse in the Second Step targeted this place, believing it to have untold secrets, marvelous cultivation resources, and a Divine Art. However, Archeons passed before we arrived. They had been fighting for so long, but the major powerhouse, which should’ve become at least a Fourth Step organization, became engrossed with the Blackotia Kingdom. The more these Azure Dragon’s descendants fought, the more the organization’s descendants wished to seize the Kingdom.”
“At last, they managed to turn half the Kingdom against them, but they still held over 80% of the Kingdom, reducing their enemies to smaller territories as Periods passed. However, their enemy suddenly migrated to the Blackotia Kingdom, reuniting the forces they convinced, and those they did not, to join them against the tyranny of the Azure Dragon’s descendants.”
“That’s when we decided to take the Blackotia Kingdom as the new home for the Wrath Nihility Academy, where our Progenitor founded this holy place of learning.” The Headmaster’s got everyone’s heart to throb as their skin numbed. To hear about these things, which some of them knew, directly from a Headmaster was something else. The Headmaster didn’t stop for long and continued. “We allied with them and exterminated the Azure Dragon’s descendant’s long-lasting enemy.”
“But then…” The Headmaster’s words carried some struggle. The azure glow in his eyes showed his bitterness at what he was about to describe despite not having lived through it at all.
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