My Soul card is a Reaper

The two friends who were catching up with each other after so long; both of them actually forgot the presence of a third man in the room.

While Azzy didn't care, Gideon started sweating bullets upon hearing the tone of the tower master. He couldn't help but stiffly turn his head to look at the old who was giving him a meaningful gaze, Gideon stammered a little bit, "Uhh… Tower Master… that is… you know… how it happens… in relationship… misunderstanding… break up… anger… sadness… hooking up…"

"Gideon!" Tower Master turned serious and let out a powerful roar. Its power was equivalent to that of the roar he experienced a while ago against that immortal bird. The sonic wave generated by the roar was so powerful that Gideon just flew away and crashed onto the rack full of books.

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"Ugh…"

As Gideon let out a painful groan, feeling the aftereffects of the beating he had gotten from the immortal bird, the Tower Master raised his hand to conjure a baton, "You are my successor, Gideon. You are supposed to be the future master of this tower, the one who was prophesized to become the final lightning emperor. You dare to toy with a girl's heart? You really deserve to be punished."

Azzy furrowed his brows, "Wait, what are you doing?"

The Tower Master took a glance at the boy from the corner of his eyes, and replied in a calm tone, "Don't worry. Your friend is merely being disciplined. He won't be badly hurt or anything. Just be beaten enough to be on the bed for a few days."

"Damn you, you bipolar geezer," shouted Gideon, getting up while supporting his waist with his hand, "Regardless of my future sand prophecy and whatnot, this is the matter between me and Zora. So, you shouldn't be involved in it in the first place."

"You dare to talk back to me when you should be apologizing and beg for mercy?"

*Ting*

The baton struck the floor with a wave of the old man's hand, generating waves precisely targetting Gideon like a beam of concentrated waves instead of traveling in all directions from the impact. Azzy wasn't affected in the least, which explains his sheer control over his power.

The concentrated sonic wave had struck Gideon once again, making him crash to the wall and fall to the floor one more time.

"This unreasonable geezer," Gideon complained in a mumble. "It looks like I have no choice but to fight even if I have to surpass my limits one more time."

With a thought in his mind, the purple lightning sparks appeared all over his skin once again, alleviating the pain in his muscles a lot; Gideon got to his feet in an instant and was ready to fight.

The Tower Master, one of the strongest beings on the planet, became serious about fighting. He poured his soul energy into the baton and pointed its tip at Gideon, "It looks like someone did really to understand his position. Let me remind you of the difference between a Supreme realm warrior and a Supreme Being."

The soul energy poured into the baton gathered at its tip and shot a beam of concentrated bluish-white energy.

Gideon was ready to face it. However, a figure appeared between them and blocked the attack with bare hands.

"Mr. Garcia?" Tower Master's eyes widened in surprise. Azzy's facial expression looked cold as his palm continuously blocked the attack without moving an inch, "Venerable Cenric, I believe you are the one who needs to understand your position. In my presence, Gideon can only disciplined or punished by three kinds of people. One, the victim. Two, his parents or the guardian.

And three, his clan. I'm afraid you don't fall into any of those categories. So, unless I take it personally, you should just stand down. As he said earlier, this is their personal matter. Don't poke your nose in their business. If you don't want to, I'm afraid you have to fight against me."

The Tower Master intensely stared at Azzy and then at Gideon, eventually dismissing his attack, and spoke, "Fine. But, I should have to tell you that I'm not backing down because I forgave him. I merely don't want an unnecessary battle with you. However, his punishment will still be in due."

"Then… Then…" Gideon hurriedly scurried and stood behind Azzy, shouting at the old man like a rebellious teenager, "I will quit. I won't return to Abel Tower then."

"You dare…" The old man flared up once again and a surprised Azzy facepalmed himself, "Bro, do you have to tell him that? You can just send a message after leaving."

"Ah, well…" Gideon realized that he was foolish and he stuttered, "uhh… Bro, I heard that you defeated a demigod. Surely, you could defeat him, right? Right?"

"Ugh… when did you grow so shameless," Azzy couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, but in the end, it was a friend in need and he had to do what he could. He put his cold demeanor once again as he stared back at the old man, "That's what he said, Venerable Cenric. So, I guess this is a goodbye."

Azzy expected the old man to take action and he planned on giving a quick defeat to the opponent so that the matter gets settled right there and then, but the tower master didn't get angry. Instead, he chuckled, "Alright, leave then, if you can, that is."

Seeing confidence in the expression of the tower master, Azzy wondered whether the enemy was planning on activating those rune magic or sending the immortal beast after them.

Azzy didn't know but he couldn't care less about anything at the moment. He just took Gideon's hand and walked away.

As they reached the corridors, where there were only two of them, he couldn't help but ask about what could that old man do, now.

Gideon had the same opinion as Azzy's thoughts. He thinks it is probably the beast that will try to stop them. After all, the rune magic will only work once in a thousand years. The Tower Master surely wouldn't be so foolish to activate it, for such an incident.

Since Azzy can beat a demigod, Gideon thought that he could beat the demigod beast too. Azzy felt like he was confident about defeating it too, now that he had the sword of radiance in his hand and his Vajra's soul returned, unleashing its full potential of a mutated celestial-grade Arcana Spirit.

Climbing down the stairs, Azzy talked about several things on the way.

He was really surprised that Gideon knew what was going on at the clan village and he knew about Azzy too, although the information was quite limited.

Gideon just knew what everyone else knew but because of the new goal of becoming a demigod, considering demigods are popping out one after another these days, he had to stay in the tower.

Azzy was nevertheless quite happy that he gets to talk with someone freely, other than his family, after a long time, and he couldn't help but wonder whether he could have a reunion too.

Little did either of them expect that they would be frozen in their paths just as they reached the bottom of the stairs, where they saw several disciples staying at the walls and a displeased Zora was standing there in the center of the hall alongside a familiar figure.

Gideon went down to one of his knees with his fist on the floor and his head bowing in respect, "Your Majesty."

Azzy meanwhile frowned at the sight of the old man, "It's not an illusion. It is Great Great Grandpa Qridus. Why is he here?"

"Azrael Garcia," As Qridus called him out, Azzy too went down to one of his knees, "Greetings, Ancestor."

Several curious gazes fell upon the two of them.

"Mind telling me why the future leader of my clan is acting like a spoiled arrogant brat in my alma matter?"

"Well..."