Wanted to have Chapter 13 out by the end of yesterday, but I've been asked to do double shifts this weekend to cover for all the people that keep calling out.
I have work today because someone called out again, but I should have the next two days off. Hopefully you guys know what that means haha.
Enjoy and Thank you for reading.
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When Khan woke up he felt something warm and soft on the back of his head. He looked up to find that it was Yuna giving him a lap pillow as she slept soundly with her arms wrapped around his chest. Khan raised his hand to gently caress her soft cheeks.
“Mmm…” A sound of pleasure came from Yuna as he continued to caress her face gently.
“Look to your left.” Haley voice echoed into Khan’s mind.
When he turned his head to the left he saw Shiro practicing the Yukimura Sword Art with the iron sword short at the other side of the room that was brightly lit up by a single torch. Khan couldn’t keep his eyes off of Shiro as she swung the sword gracefully with one hand with her eyes closed. He was amazed at how flawlessly she was to still be able to swing her sword with only one arm, but was also curious on why she was only using two hand when the Yukimura Sword Art usually use both hands.
His question was quickly answered when Shiro raised her left arm with her palm facing out. He felt the sensation of mana condense around her palm, but it quickly disappeared in failure. Shiro put the short sword back into the leather sheathe on her waist as she walked toward him and Yuna.
She looked to be in deep thought as she stared into the ground with her beautiful deep blue eyes. Khan couldn’t help, but admire her beauty as it looked like a goddess that had come to life from a master piece painting. Her beautiful long snow white hair that reached her waist was now flowing naturally down to her chest. She had changed back to her school uniform that highlighted her perfect curves and developed breast that wasn’t too small or big, but the perfect size to complement her figure. What put everything together into one master piece was her flawless milky white face with that showed no hint of arrogances, but only innocence.
Khan doesn’t look at only outer appearance when it comes to others, but still couldn’t help be engrossed into Shiro’s beauty. He felt like he’s not deserving of such a beauty with a kind heart. Of course, even if he felt like that he wasn’t going to allow anyone steal her away or harm her.
He didn’t feel like that with only Shiro, but Yuna too. She has always been his cute childhood friend with short silk-like black hair and overly large breast who stuck with him no matter. Yuna always cared for him for he was injured or sick. He realized how grateful he was to Yuna who stayed as his closest friends when others would fear and avoid him.
The problem Khan still had was that he believed in loving only one person as that was strictly taught by his mother and society, but he was sure that something he can easily overcome with a little time. What he was extremely worried about the most was whether or not if he had the abilities to make both girls the happiest girls in the world while balancing work and training that were already time consuming. Khan decided to worry about this later.
“Ah, you’ve finally woken up. Are you okay?” Shiro said as she rushed over to Khan.
“I’m fine I don’t feel any discomfort, but before we talk anymore I think its best that we leave this place as soon as we can. It’s not healthy for you two to be in this enclosed dark space for too long.” Khan replied while holding Shiro hand that she had placed on his chest.
“That’s true. Yuna doesn’t want to admit it, but she hasn’t been feeling well since you’ve been unconscious for two days.”
“I see, let’s start packing up so we can head out now.”
“Okay.” Shiro replied with a small smile.
Khan slowly got up from Yuna’s lap pillow. He reached out with his left hand on one knee to shake Yuna gently. She opened her eyes and with one movement she jumped into his arms.
“I was so worried about you!” Yuna said with tears flowing down her face.
“I’m sorry Yuna, I’m fine now. Let’s get out of here and we can talk more, okay?” Khan said as he wiped the tears off of her face with his finger.
“Ok, but you have to help me get up. My legs are numb.”
He felt her warm soft lips on his left cheek after he had helped her up. Khan saw her face turn to a light shade of red as she turned around to help Shiro pack up the supplies.
“Haley what’s the situation on the mana in my body?” Khan asked in his head as he walked toward the double stone door.
“Your mana pool too large now, but luckily your other energy is suppressing your mana so your mana pool doesn’t explode. You won’t be able to use high level magic until your mana pool stabilizes because you’ll struggle with manipulating the mana. On a plus side because of your second energy it’ll make it harder for others to sense your large amount of mana.” Haley replied.
“Thanks Haley and that second energy is called Ki.”
"Okay!. I want you to tell me about it later."
"Sure."
Khan placed his hands on the center of the cold stone doors. He closed his eyes as he concentrated. His Ki felt more wild than ever compared to the calming mana. Not only did he gain a new massive mana pool, but the amount of Ki in his body was greater than before. Khan couldn’t wait until he meet John again to thank him for making him much stronger, his face will be priceless. Also he should probably thank his mom for passing down the Legendary Ki Body gene to him that allowed him to survive God’s medicine.
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Khan manipulated the mana to slowly flow out of his mana pool through his arms to the door. Even with more mana, it felt much harder the second time.
“Demon.” Khan said when the mana reached the door.
The ground shook as the door slowly opened letting in the bright sunlight shine down on Khan. Outside were endless tall straight trees with green leaves. The ground was a mix between grass and brown dirt. It was beautiful, but nothing that Khan hasn’t seen before.
From behind Khan felt someone tapping his shoulder. When he turned around it was Shiro who had changed back into the pleasant long black gown with a sleeveless tunic. He was a bit disappointed that she wasn’t wearing her school uniform anymore.
“Are you two ready?” Khan asked with a smile.
“Yes! Where ever you go I will follow.” Yuna said happily.
“Of course. We’re going to get revenge for those who had harmed you.” Shiro replied as she stared deeply into his eyes with her hands reached out to him holding his equipment.
Khan grabbed the dagger, short sword, coin pouch, and the leather shoulder bag from Shiro hands. After he equipped all the gear, they finally left the Demon Prince tomb to begin their journey to Romati Kingdom for the tournament to get revenge against his classmate John and Prince Gale Jr. who had wronged him.
Sensei Jarue POV
Jarue stood in front of the entire class of students in the court yard as they waited for him to tell them what happened on the night Shiro and Yuna disappeared. He had pretended to have memory loss the entire week to tease them a bit.
“Let’s see. I remember….ah….It slipped away again.” Jarue said to the class.
“What that’s like the 5th time you’ve done this, old man.” Yelled one of the boys.
“We want to know what happened!” Screamed another boy.
“Stop picking on Sensei Jarue, he’s old and injured.” A girl in the back screamed at the boys.
Jarue watched as his class continued to argue with each other. In the back he saw John sitting down in the back face palming himself with Yai standing next to him with her head down. He remembered when he woke up after Shiro had escape, John had grabbed Jarue’s shirt desperately begging to know what happened. Jarue just pretended to have memory loss.
“Oh! I think I remember something!” Screamed Jarue.
“Ya right old man, it’ll probably slip again.” A boy screamed in frustration.
“Quiet! What if he actually remembered this time?” A girl screamed in response.
“I remember they talked brainwashing your classmate Shiro and Yuna to participate in the annual combat tournament held in the Kingdom of Romati for the rebels.” Jarue said while pretending to think really hard about it.
Jarue saw John suddenly jump up from his seat, sprinting straight at him.
“Is this true, Sensei Jarue!?” John screamed desperately in his face.
“Yes! I remember it all now clearly!” Jarue said excitedly with a fake smile.
“We will save Shiro!” John screamed at the top of his lungs to the class.
“Yes!” the entire class screamed in determination.
“What about your other classmate Yuna?” Jarue asked.
“No one cares about her, only Shiro matters.” John replied.
Jarue didn’t response back to John, but he felt anger at John because Yuna was like a granddaughter to him because of the time they spent together at the La’Ameraza Clan eating all their food at the parties and family meals. This was Khan’s battle to be fought so Jarue decided to not snap John’s little neck, but he decided when the time comes he will personally make the King regret ever trying to harm Khan.
“If you guys want to save your classmate Shiro, then you guys better start training hard.” Jarue said with a fake smile.
“The old man actually said something for once.” One of the boys said.
“Shut up! Why do you keep picking on Sensei, this is why you’re never going to have a girlfriend.” A girl screamed at the boy in response.
“You won’t have a boyfriend ever because you’re ugly so shut up.” The boy replied.
Jarue watched as the girl ran away crying. He walked up to the boy and with his left hand, he smacked the boy so hard that knocked him to the ground. Everyone faces froze in place from what had just unfolded in front of them.
“What are you doing? A teacher shouldn’t hit his students.” The boy screamed with tears pouring down his face as he tried to get off the ground while rubbing his cheeks.
“I do feel obligated to protect you because you’re my student, but that doesn’t mean I will allow you to make your classmate cry like that.” Jarue said with an angry face.
“I’ve never seen sensei Jarue angry before.” Jarue heard someone whispered.
Jarue left the courtyard to go the crying girl to comfort her. He knew he went overboard, but it’s been such a long time he’s been so mad and his self-control been dwindling as he aged.
He prayed for young master Khan’s success and hope to see him with young Shiro and little Yuna soon.
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