Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

"Like faint green glow and faint brown glow, these colors," Arthur replied as he was completely focused with all his senses. He wanted to detect any single change in any of the three features, which happened to Madly when he mentioned the details of the colors.

Arthur looked intentionally towards Madly when he said the brown color, as this was the color she emanated when she attacked him earlier. As for the green color, it came from Ron, however from the plain reaction of Ron Arthur realized that he didn't know he got this ability yet.

Not like Madly, this little strong girl here knew what she had. Arthur didn't let this single notice slip by, and his notice of her reaction didn't slip by grandpa Regil's keen eyes.

"I can tell you if you want to know, these colors represent the primary form of the innate talents for any mage."

These words came from grandpa Regil's mouth as he replied before anyone else spoke. He wanted to put an end to this feud between his beloved granddaughter and this dangerous child of the head family.

He knew Arthur had nothing to do with the horrible crimes done by his family, or family members to be precise. He also didn't want his granddaughter to be meddled in such a conflict with such a mysterious kid, or else the future might be darker than expected.

Wise came with age, and his wisdom was way beyond others. Grandpa Regil once wanted revenge upon the whole golden lion family, however he realized later on that revenge was a one way ticket, with all sides losing on the way.

So he grieved in silence and buried his pain, waiting for the day when the killers of his son and his wife would end up being killed, and this day was getting closer and closer with the time.

Arthur didn't know all that, but he vaguely guessed what happened. He also guessed the identity of the murders. He wasn't interested in any justice here, but to secure what he wanted then he needed to show some justice.

To do so, he needed two things, a promise and a demonstration.

"If so then I have a request I hope you can agree upon," Arthur said as he looked towards Madly who just sneered while grandpa Regil said:

"What is your request young master?"

He was polite, and he figured there was something big that would be requested from him. He just hoped it would be a good thing.

"I want to borrow this wild girl for a while," Arthur said and when he noticed the strange look over grandpa Regil's face he hurriedly added, "don't misunderstand me, I just want a mutual benefit here."

"Like hell I will agree on doing so," Madly exclaimed in agony like the idea of being with Arthur was such a torture to her.

"I know you have a grudge, sigh… can you just listen to me just for a minute?" Arthur was speaking when Madly began to head towards the door as she didn't want to hear what he was going to say.

"Why? All you will do is to speak nonsense and give me empty promises," Madly stopped as she turned and faced him with her sword directed towards him as she added, "besides you are weaker to even stand in this room with me, your butler is fine but not you."

Her words were harsh and rude, however Arthur was ok with that as he raised his hand to stop Ron from interfering as he said with a provocative smile:

"So if I proved you wrong, and made you taste the bitterness of this dirty floor then you will follow me?"

"That's in your dreams!" she ferociously said. Her wild untamed nature was something that liked Arthur much, as she reminded him of those female, hot tempered cultivators back in the days.

"I'm not joking here, is this a deal?" he calmly asked.

"And what if you failed?" she replied with the same ferocity.

"I will help you to get revenge on those who killed your parents," Arthur replied.

"Even if he is your father?" she asked with serious looks.

"Even if he is me," Arthur simply replied without showing any hesitation.

"Master…" Ron was about to interfere and stop this madness however Arthur looked at him as he said:

"Calm down, I know what I am doing."

"No you don't," Madly said with a wide grin from ear to ear as she added, "what guarantee I will have that you will stick to your words?"

"This is the words of me, the heir of my family. My honor depends entirely on that," Arthur replied.

"Not enough, who knows who might press you to change your mind," she said while giving Ron a glance.

"What do you propose?" Arthur asked, as back in the cultivation world, an oath to the heavens or a swear over one's dao was enough to clear all these troubles.

"Hmm, what about we go outside and let everyone there be our witness? I believe if you are truly sincere then you wouldn't find any problem with that, right?"

Ron couldn't stand by the side and watch without doing or saying anything to stop all this, so he moved at once and grabbed the arm of Arthur as he whispered:

"If you have lost your mind because of the disease then I won't let you destroy yourself like this."

Arthur knew that Ron was trying to protect him, however this kind of protection was harmful for him right now. He needed that challenge, he desperately needed to win this girl no matter what.

"Listen, I don't know what you might think of me but this is a rare chance that we have and I don't plan to let it slip by."

Ron looked with more disbelief as he muttered:

"What chance? Oh god, I didn't think your injury was this serious."

"It's a chance to obtain the loyalty of a mage."

Arthur's words startled Ron. Arthur slipped from his grasp using this moment of confusion as he moved outside the shop while saying:

"Go and bring whoever you want to bear witness, and be ready to be conquered."

"You are still daydreaming, but that's fine for me. just don't be bitter when you lose," Madly said as she exited from the other end of the shop. Ron remained there looking towards the shade of the two then towards Regil who was just smiling faintly.

"You must be happy that your granddaughter would finally bring revenge to your family," Ron sighed in regret, however he felt no matter what he did or said his master wouldn't listen to him anymore.

"You youngster didn't get it yet, sigh," grandpa Regil sighed, "just follow along and don't interfere, it's for the best of your master's interest."

"It's easy for you to say this," Ron said as he moved outside to follow Arthur. Grandpa Regil looked for a few moments towards the back of his before he sighed again as he muttered while moving slowly towards outside:

"Youngsters, always dumb and spicy."

The outside was way much different than before. As Arthur guessed, Madly knew almost everyone here, and that made the place in front of the shop to be crowded in minutes.

This wasn't exclusive only to the shopkeepers, as many passengers also got interested in such a scene. Arthur stood in the middle of a big empty ring, and in front of him stood Madly who began to explain things and the terms of their beforehand agreement.

"Do you have anything to add our mighty young master?" Madly asked with a sarcastic tone.

"No, can we start?" Arthur calmly replied. His calm was something that irritated her most, so she didn't say anything then as her sword was raised and she moved towards him like a bullet.

However her speed in front of his eyes was as slow as a snail. He had no power at all, however he still had his own tricks and leg movements that was enough to make this arrogant little girl taste the bitterness of the dirt.

Her sword was covered by this faint brownish halo which was hard to detect but not to the keen eyes of Arthur. He was truly curious about the origin of this light and how it was developed.

However he first had to evade this incoming attack, which he did simply by using one of his footwork tricks. He had a vast knowledge of leg movements, however he also knew each move had its toll over the body.

Especially if the body was so wasted like the one he had, so he had no time to play around with this girl. Once he evaded her sword he didn't stop, as he circled her with his inhuman speed and his two hands were holding two arrows which were pointed to her vital points.

One was directed to her neck, the other was directed to her heart, that was the position his two arrows stopped just barely away from her body. her chest even stopped moving in fear of being injured by these arrows.

"What about now? Do you admit defeat or should I insert the arrows deeply in your flesh and claim your life?"

Arthur's cold voice spread in the place with an echo in each one's ear. The movement of his weren't visible to normal people, however those mages who were just passing managed to see everything that happened.

This footwork was something strange and new. The eyes of these images brightened with different intentions, as many looked with disgust towards this trick with no interest.

These mages believed in front of absolute power no tricks could survive. However others looked at this trick with burning desires, as they were the type who wouldn't stop to get anything that could help him be more powerful.

And Arthur's trick just now had piqued their interests. Those interested in the trick started to think about how to learn it. different minds and they all reached to two options only, either to learn it from Arthur willingly or by force.

As for Arthur he didn't know that he just invited trouble to his doorstep, as all he was thinking about right now was what to do next.

Madly was sitting with a gloomy face inside her grandpa shop, as she was feeling ashamed and in pain for her loss. She didn't say a single word after the fight was over, which up till now she didn't know how the hell it ended up like this.

On her side, grandpa Regil sat with a pitiful look over his face. He knew that everyone out there had witnessed the miracle this young master had pulled, all except his poor granddaughter.

As For Arthur, he was sitting side by side with Ron, who was now looking weirdly towards Arthur with a silly smile that was never wiped out from his face since the moment Arthur made that trick and won the fight.