Summoning the Holy Sword

Daviet Belson.

The Mist Sword Saint.

The vice-captain of the ‘Luminous Blade’ Legion in the Country of Light’s Parliament. As one of the experts in the Country of Light, not only did he possess a god-like ‘Mist Swordsmanship’, but he was also a respected battlefield commander. He had participated in the Seven Nights Holy Battle, Fifth Eastern Expedition, and the Beria Wrest Battle and enjoyed considerable privileges in the Parliament’s Commander Division. Ever since Daviet transcended into the Legendary Stage 50 years ago, he became one of the brightest stars in the Country of Light.

But now, this highly-respected expert who possessed huge influence and valiant strength had just been called a ‘slut’ by a little girl.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

The corners of Lydia’s mouth twitched while she observed with interest. But shortly after, she turned around to gaze at the Fortress. The Battle Angels standing behind her lowered their heads hurriedly while their wings shuddered non-stop. Meanwhile, Amund was totally dumbfounded. He stared with widened eyes at the little girl as he had never seen anyone ridicule the Mist Sword Saint before.

But this wasn’t the most important part.

As a spellcaster, Amund naturally sensed her formidable strength. If he interacted using his spiritual energy, without seeing with his eyes, he could feel that there were several light halos circulating around the petite girl and under her feet were 10 pure magical halos merging into a medium sized circle moving with the girl in the center. There were seven complicated crisscross rune lines before her that wrapped her body while following an ancient, yet sacred pattern. As for above her head…

He couldn’t look straight at the spiritual radiance that was simply too dazzling. Amund probed slightly and he instantly felt the surging burst of radiance from within. The radiance wasn’t packed with a holy aura like Lydia’s; instead, the soothing and comfortable effects of the Light Element had become an exposed, dangerous razor-sharp blade.

“Your Highness Lydia!” MP Danny let out a cough and interrupted the conversation between Lydia and Rhode. Then, he glared at Bubble fiercely. He didn’t have the strength of Amund or Daviet and he couldn’t recognize how powerful she was. Furthermore, even though she had launched an attack at him, the Mist Sword Saint blocked it easily. This showed that the little girl definitely couldn’t best the Mist Sword Saint… “I think we need an explanation for this problem.”

“Hmm? What’s the problem, MP Danny?”

“This little girl attacked the Mist Sword Saint… Are we just going to forget about it? I don’t know who she is, but I can’t tolerate her insults to a member of our Parliament! I request that she apologize to Sir Daviet. If not…”

“Shut your damn mouth, swine,” Bubble retorted with a frown. “Oh yes, I haven’t gotten even with you yet. Are you the swine that doubted Leader? Who do you think you are? A lackey of the Parliament dares to speak to Leader in such a tone? You must be sick of living… You’re lucky that I’m in a good mood now. Get the hell away, if not, I won’t let you off!”

“You… You…!” MP Danny almost blew his top. This little girl kept ridiculing him over and over again and he couldn’t hold it in any longer. He gritted his teeth and asserted every effort to maintain his last bit of rationality before shifting his attention to Rhode who seemed uninvolved. “Mr. Rhode, I hope you can constrain your subordinate. If not, I will take this as a provocation to the Country of Light’s Parliament…”

“No problem, MP Danny,” Rhode shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and the rage surging in MP Danny finally subsided. Rhode turned around and said to the little girl. “Alright, Bubble, are you willing to apologize to them?”

“Of course… I won’t! You want me to apologize to a bunch of dumb swines from the Parliament? I won’t apologize even if the sun rises from the South!”

“You…” The fury in MP Danny ignited once again. What infuriated him the most was that Rhode actually nodded simply after listening to the little girl’s answer and he turned around to display an ‘I’m very sorry that I can’t save this world’ expression. “My apologies, MP Danny. This little brat isn’t willing to apologize, so I can’t do anything about it.”

This bunch of bastards is obviously making a fool out of me!

MP Danny pointed at Rhode furiously. But a deep voice sounded before he could speak. “That’s enough!”

The Mist Sword Saint snarled at Rhode and Mini Bubble Gum coldly. “The honor of the Parliament must never be stained. This young lady, I admit that you’re indeed formidable. But… your morality and conduct are equally important. You…”

“Ha…” Mini Bubble Gum interrupted in disdain. To hear this remark from him was totally ridiculous with the past that he had. Of course, the little girl conveniently ignored the fact that this ‘past’ was just an unknown future. “That is the only sentence that I don’t want to hear from you. Adults always love to be hypocrites who speak words with dignity while in fact, they are actually just full of sh*t.”

Bubble’s insult left almost everyone embarrassed. On the other hand, Rhode was extremely calm since; after all, he understood her personality inside-out. Grand Mage Amund revealed an awkward expression while Lydia remained perfectly composed. After all, she hadn’t reached the age where she would be called an ‘adult’ and she naturally wasn’t within range of Bubble’s insult.

“Little girl, that’s too much.” The Mist Sword Saint couldn’t tolerate her mocking any longer even with his self-restraint. Furthermore, Lydia’s group was present and not only did her words offend him, but the Parliament was also insulted. How could they still lift their heads proudly after getting ridiculed by a little girl who appeared out of nowhere?!

But, the Mist Sword Saint didn’t expect that Mini Bubble Gum wouldn’t heed his kind advice… Instead, the little girl frowned as soon as she heard the Mist Sword Saint’s grumbles. “Why? Wanna fight? Come if you’re not afraid of death!”

“… Very well.” Since she was obviously provoking him, he wouldn’t concede to her. Even though this little girl seemed formidable, she, after all, was a Cleric… And how much fighting strength could a Cleric have?

The Mist Sword Saint nodded at this thought before gesturing for MP Danny and the others to make way. On the other side, Rhode had long backed away with Christie.

As for Lydia’s group, they looked on at the side with indifference. It was apparent that Lydia didn’t feel anything bad with this sudden clash.

It seemed that Rhode’s guess about Lydia was accurate.

Rhode puckered his brows as he gazed at the young lady who was smiling and watching attentively at their confrontation. Strictly speaking, Lydia should have chosen to placate them as a country ruler. Although Bubble was a defiant teenager and also stubborn in her thoughts, she was still respectful towards Royal Highness Lydia. If Lydia stepped forward to pacify her, Bubble would show her due respect by not starting a fight. However, Lydia didn’t seem to have the intention to keep the peace. Instead, she chose to not intercept and perhaps hoped that Bubble would teach the Mist Sword Saint a lesson. She was definitely aware that Bubble’s current strength was stronger than the Mist Sword Saint’s. Also due to this, Lydia’s pampering was especially meaningful.

It was obvious that she was issuing a warning to the Parliament. A third party other than Lydia and Amund that could easily defeat the Mist Sword Saint would definitely force those cunning mice to re-evaluate the potential threat of the Munn Kingdom. And such a threat was crucial in the direct intercepting of the Parliament in the upcoming North-South war.

Rhode shrugged with this thought and he had no intentions of informing Bubble of this matter. Although this little girl was indeed formidable, Rhode also knew that she was rebellious at this age. If Rhode told her that Lydia was using her to reach her own political goal, Bubble would surely hate it…

The Mist Sword Saint repositioned himself opposite Mini Bubble Gum. He gazed at this granddaughter-like girl with an ice-cold expression and grabbed the longsword behind his back with his right hand. “This is a duel, young lady. Do you have any objections?”

“Of course not. Start making your move and cut the crap,” Mini Bubble Gum lifted her chin in disdain before clapping her palms once. “But I shall put this up front. Don’t blame me if I accidentally cripple or kill you.”

“A load of crap!” A bright green radiance erupted along with whizzing gale as he drew his longsword from its sheath. The suffocating gale had as though dimmed the originally bright sky like a dark force field.

But soon, an even more dazzling white radiance punctured the berserk gale as it blasted towards the sky. “Come if you’re not afraid of death!”