However, unlike in her dreams, his familiar toned body was visible for all to see, just like the first day she had rescued him from the bloodthirsty god.
The only material he wore was a comfortable-looking piece of cloth that rested gently around his waist, covering his sack of balls.
But that wasn't all.
The familiar fierce bluish force of lightning flickered brightly on both of his arms until it slowly vanished into thin air.
"Orion," Crystalia said, her eyes leaking like a broken dam as she watched the figure slowly turn his head to the side and look at her with a peaceful, comforting smile that made her heart beat fiercely as even more tears raced from her eyes.
"Are you okay, Crystalia?"
Crystalia nodded in response. She raised her hands and wiped away the tears from her eyes, allowing her to speak. "Yes… I'm okay."
Orion nodded in relief. "Good, it seems like I arrived on time," he responded.
With the same smile, he shifted his attention below toward the injured Elysia, who appeared seriously hurt.
"And what about you, Elysia? Are you okay?" he asked, staring at her lovingly with a heartfelt expression.
Elysia, still injured and weakened, felt her eyes become wet as she wiped away the tears.
She then shook her head swiftly. "No… I'm not okay, Orion," she responded.
Orion frowned, taking notice of Elysia's injured left leg.
Immediately, he nodded in response, "Don't worry, I will solve this quickly and get you out of here soon," he responded.
The moment he finished speaking, two loud resounding noises echoed beside him with a "BANG!! BOOM!!" as two more figures landed near him from above.
As the dust began to settle, a muscularly fit man with short hair, similar to Orion's appeared by his right. He was also wearing the same attire but was holding a cutlass.
On his left stood a woman with waist-length black hair, equally fit as him, clad in a different attire—a piece of cloth tied around her waist and another scantily wrapped around her chest. She wielded a long-curved bladed spear in her right hand.
The man focused his gaze on them briefly, causing a cold shiver down their spines before he turned his head forward, focusing seriously on the group of people in front of him.
"Are they the ones we're meant to deal with?" Seth asked, raising a brow.
Apart from the weird buildings and houses, which somehow reminded him of the four-eared beings and their strange contraptions that always wanted to trade with the village for some fruits, he couldn't help but admit that the tulga of the individuals before him was even weirder.
Nevertheless, as Orion had already explained that their way of life was different, with the only thing connecting them being their devotion to Naka, he didn't give it too much thought.
Orion nodded silently.
From a distance, King Garnet's face darkened as he watched the scene.
"Who are they?" he asked, shifting his attention towards Orion. He felt an intense shiver running across his body just by looking at their similar attire, already guessing who they were, but he still wanted to confirm by hearing it from Orion's mouth.
"They are warriors from my village. I brought them along to help take care of the problem in the Prismerian kingdom," Orion responded.
A pin-drop silence spread across the room.
Orion's words resounded in their ears, causing them to take in a deep gulp.
Upon seeing the fierce bluish lightning, those present during the Young Heirs' banquet could already guess the source. Some, especially those who had surrounded the former royal family, stepped back, contemplating ways to escape the Gemheart Clan manor when they witnessed Orion falling from the sky.
However, they instantly abandoned that idea as they realized they were trapped.
Their minds were racing, thinking about the best action for their current situation. Regardless, when they heard Orion's words, their brains immediately came to a halt.
Warriors from his village!
Having witnessed Orion's strength during the Prismerian Young Heirs banquet and fueled by rumours about his abilities rivalling the queen's, who held a mid-tier Crystal King Rank, they concluded that the young man was a formidable force, one none of them could handle without incurring significant losses.
This assessment stood, even without witnessing his full strength.
They had also pondered the strength of the other foreigners from Orion's place, hoping he was an exception and not indicative of their overall strength.
However, sensing the fierce aura emanating from the two individuals beside him, they didn't need to witness their strength to understand they were... powerful.
As such, Orion's words sent another shiver down their spines, compelling them to take several steps back again.
King Garnet's face fell for a few seconds, a fleeting expression of frustration crossing his features before he swiftly regained control of his emotions, recomposing himself. "Mr Orion, I understand that the former royal family welcomed you upon your first arrival in the Prismerian Kingdom, and you would go so far as to return the favour," he said.
Shifting his attention toward the defeated former royal members, he recalled that Orion had intervened to thwart the assassination attempt.
"However, don't you think you are going too far by interfering in our kingdom's affairs?" he added, narrowing his eyes at Orion.
Immediately grasping King Garnet's attempt to manipulate the situation, several voices rang out, predominantly from the Clans and Families vying for a spot among the Five Major Clans.
"Yes! This is our kingdom; you have no right to interfere here!"
"Is this how you choose to repay the kingdom that welcomed you with open arms?"
"While you may have a close relationship with the Crystalforge Clan, your ties with the Prismerian Kingdom are not as strong. If you decide to fight us here, be prepared to face the entire might of the Prismerian Kingdom!"
Elara and Olivia witnessed the scene, feeling the veins on their foreheads bulge to the point of almost bursting.
Are they insane?
