Lux, who had been thrown towards the World Tree disappeared in an instant.
This made the other Necromancers, who saw the exchange between the Half-Elf and Kieran, chuckle.
Even though they found the whole thing quite funny, they had to admit that the red-headed teenager had guts in order to stand up to a Saint that belonged to the organization Memento Mori.
Not all Necromancers were qualified to join this group.
Each of their members were Saints, and only their Disciples got a free pass when it came to entering this exclusive group of Necromancers, that even the Divine Army of Light didn't want to hunt down unless it was a last resort.
A Necromancer that had the rank of a Saint was not a pushover. In fact, they were the ones that liked to antagonize others.
Only the Saints of the Divine Army were allowed to fight against the members of Memento Mori, and the regular army's main role was to hunt other Necromancers, who didn't belong to this organization.
The Divine Army of Light also had a special ranking for High-Profile Targets, and the one at the top of the list was none other than Lux's Master, Gaap, who commanded the Gigantic Antero, who could easily crush any and all opposition.
"You must be very confident in your Disciple for you to accept my bet," Kieran said as he glanced down at the Half-Ling, whose gaze was directed in the World Tree. "Aren't you afraid that I will humiliate you in front of others?"
"What a coincidence," Gaap replied. "I was thinking of the same thing. Are you ready to bark like a dog and fetch my walking stick?"
The Old Half-ling smirked at his "best friend", who was still thinking that there was no way that he would lose the bet he had with Gaap's Disciple.
"My Disciple will wipe the floor with your Disciple," Kieran stated.
"Your Disciple will become my Disciple's b*tch," Gaap commented. "I can guarantee it."
"Bold words coming from a coward."
"The only coward here is the person I am looking at right now."
The two Necromancers then shifted their gaze back at the World Tree where both of their Disciples were undergoing their Ranker Trial.
Since the outcome of the bet would be determined in a fight between their protege, there was no point to even trash talking each other for hours.
Only one Disciple would win, and only they would have the last laugh.
Lux crashed on the ground and rolled for a few meters before coming to a complete stop.
"That hurts," Lux said hatefully as he propped himself up from the ground and started to dust himself off.
"Are you hurt, Eiko?"
"Pa!"
"Good. Don't worry, when I become a Saint, we will have our revenge on that bastard."
"Yes!"
Since Eiko was Lux's Beast Companion, she was able to enter the trial alongside the Half-Elf. The Baby Slime looked around her surroundings, which was filled with lush trees and greenery.
A glance was enough to tell Lux that they were inside a Forest of unknown origin. However, the most interesting part about the place was that he could only sense one presence in the entire forest, which made him frown.
'It's no use in worrying about pointless things,' Lux thought as he stared in the direction where he was feeling the fluctuation of life. 'I'll go and take a look first.'
Lux suddenly sprinted and ran towards the direction where the only living creature inside the forest resided.
It was a very logical decision and within minutes, he had arrived at his destination.
At the center of a clearing, a woman, whose long green hair, fluttered lightly in the breeze. Her eyes, that were of the same color as her hair, glanced in Lux's direction, making the Half-Elf's heart skip a beat.
After being surrounded by many beautiful ladies, Lux thought that he had already gained an immunity to beauty.
However, after seeing the beautiful woman in front of him, he felt as if he had been affected by a charm spell, that he had no power to resist.
The beautiful woman's ears were long, which easily identified her as an Elf.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a Goddess that descended on Earth, and Lux firmly believed that he was truly meeting a Goddess for the first time in his life.
The beautiful woman smiled sweetly at the Half-Elf before opening her luscious, and seductive lips that would make Kings and Emperors go to war with a single word from her.
However, the first words that came out of the beautiful Elf's lips made Lux wonder if there was something wrong with his ears.
"What took you so long?" the beautiful Elf asked. "You little piece of sh*t?"
Lux blinked once and twice as he blanked out, unable to understand how to respond to the beautiful Elf's words.
"What's this?" the Elf asked again. "Not only are you a piece of sh*t, you're mute as well? I have waited many years for a c*nt like you to appear before me, but what do I get? A Half-Elf whose **** can't even f**k a fart!"
Lux, who had blanked out earlier, finally understood that he didn't mishear things.
The beautiful Elf woman in front of him, who had made his heart skip a beat, was now making his heart beat wildly inside his chest for other reasons, and it was not a good reason!
"Not only are you a mute sh*t, you're also a deaf ****." The beautiful Elf sneered. "To think that the person who had achieved something that I wasn't able to do in my lifetime was a **** is making me **** you ****! You made me wait for decades and the only thing you can do is **** you **** piece of ****!"
In just a span of two minutes, Lux received a barrage of profanities that exceeded the times he was cursed in both of his lifetimes combined.
The Half-Elf stood in silence, as the beautiful Elf continued her litany of vulgarities that could even make his Grandma Vera blush in embarrassment.
Lux didn't know how someone so beautiful could be so vile at the same time.
This made him wonder if his Master, Gaap, who described his own Master as a kind, and benevolent woman, was just spouting a bunch of lies.
Even though this was the first time he was meeting this person, Lux strongly believed that the beautiful Elf in front of him was none other than Gaap's Master, Hereswith.
The same woman who had died decades ago, in order to protect her Disciple, who, to this day, still missed her terribly.
