............"Who the hell attacked her? They were really merciless for not even leaving her any body part missing," Aarav muttered to himself as he checked Astrid for injuries. He also tried to assess any fatal injuries with his Divine Energy, but it reacted unexpectedly to something within her, surprising him.[Name: Astrid Starcrest[Race: Human[Health: Unconscious, Exhausted, Tired, Injured with multiple wounds.[Condition: Slice marks all over the body, causing significant blood loss and rendering her unconscious.]Aarav read her name and realized she was from the Starcrest Family, the same family that was after him."Let's just treat her for now, and I'll figure out what to do with her later," Aarav muttered, deciding to focus on her treatment.He called for assistance from a nurse on night duty, hesitant to handle Astrid's injuries alone.With the nurse's help, Astrid's torn clothes were removed and her injuries cleaned. Aarav handed the nurse herbal medicine to apply to he
............He couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling and fury seeing Darius with his wife, Elara Rossi."I need to see what that bastard's up to," Aarav thought out loud before making a beeline towards the café.In his hurry, he forgot to take a look at the name of the café; otherwise, he wouldn't have recklessly entered. "One coffee, please," Aarav said to the receptionist and sat down right behind where Elara and Darius were seated."Thank you, Young Master Blackthorn, for your generosity. I will surely give you my reply in the given time," Elara said with the same stoic expression, though her tone hinted at politeness."Hahaha! No problem, Ms. Elara. Before you leave, please enjoy your Golden Brew. It would be a waste to throw away such a precious coffee," Darius laughed, feeling pleased that he had Elara cornered and confident that she had no choice but to accept his offer.He gestured to Elara, who was ab
............'What should I do? I don't think I would make such a mistake, and I don't have a penny in my pocket, much less 10,000 Celestial Crowns,' he thought to himself, frowning as he faced the gloating Darius and the watchful waiters."Hmmm," Aarav's hand instinctively reached into his pocket, and to his surprise, he felt something. Retrieving it, he discovered a premium-looking black card— a gift from Neha Vasudeva."What's going on here?" A waiter peered at the card, feeling a sense of familiarity."Hey, are you trying to fool us with this useless card?" Another waiter grew impatient, interpreting Aarav's silence and unfamiliar card as mockery."I told you, this guy's just a beggar! Get security and kick him out!" Darius smirked, confident that Aarav had nothing substantial to prove himself."Security! Security!" The waiter called out, and two guards rushed in, clad in their uniforms."What's going on? What's all this fuss about?" The security guards inquired, scanning the sc
............But the next words shattered Darius's satisfaction and left him questioning Mr. Goldblend's sanity."But I recognize the Supreme Card you're holding in your hands. May I have a closer look?" Maximilian spoke again, his tone laced with curiosity, which only added to Aarav's confusion.Nonetheless, Aarav extended his hand and gave the card to him, watching as Maximilian examined it with keen interest.Aarav still had no clue about the card's worth or its purpose. Yet, he sensed its significance, especially from Neha Vasudeva's demeanor when she gifted it to him."Yes, I am not mistaken. This is the only Supreme Card issued by The Verdiara Central Bank, and it was in the hands of the Vasu Family Head until recently. May I inquire how you received this card?" Maximilian Goldblend's hand seemed to weigh heavier as he held the card, his eyes gleaming with curiosity and respect for Aarav."Hey... did Mr. Goldblend just say what I think he did?" A customer's voice broke the sile
............"Hmmn, earlier you asked how I got that Supreme Card, didn't you?" Aarav's voice was casual, yet there was a hint of intrigue in his tone as he revisited the previous topic."Yes, I am truly curious. The Supreme Card isn't an ordinary card. It's only available to top families or a family that dominates a city. With this card, the bank can provide trillions of Celestial Crowns in loans with an average interest rate of 3 percent!" Maximilian's voice held a touch of reverence as he spoke about the card's significance, his eyes reflecting a mixture of awe and longing.'My goodness, what a gift... she gave me. This is really ridiculous. I think it's too much for her to gift me this. I mean, don't they need this more than me!' Aarav's mind buzzed with thoughts as he contemplated the weight of the Supreme Card and how he could possibly return such a generous gesture to Mrs. Vasu.After a moment of deep thought, he pushed the idea aside for the time being, noticing Maximilian p
............Aarav's heart pounded in his chest as he realized that Deepshit of trouble behind Maximilian's words.Suddenly, the cafe seemed to take on a sinister aura, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he had stumbled upon something far more than just a normal coffee shop."Nope... not interested. Anyway, it's already time for me to leave, so I will excuse myself, Mr. Goldblend!" Aarav firmly shook his head, denying any interest as he stood up and made his way out before Maximilian could say anything else to stop him."Phew... I almost got into another messy trouble. Ahhh, I just want to live quietly. Why is that so hard to ask?" Aarav let out a relieved breath, muttering in frustration as he gazed up at the sky as if seeking solace.After Aarav left the cafe,"What a wonderful man Mr. Veridian is. That body, Aahhh... those muscles. I can smell it. That's definitely Pure Divinity. Ahhh... I can't wait to cut open his body to appreciate that dense River of Pure Divinity!" The m
............"My Lord...!" A loud sound filled with reverence and a hint of craziness startled Aarav, who was just about to write his report after finishing his duties for the day."Bammnn... what the... when is she going to stop...!" Aarav muttered irritably as he closed the door on the face of the person who had startled him."Haaaa... why did I even bother to save her? Now she's becoming a pain in the ass!" Aarav let out a frustrated sigh as he slouched down in his chair, massaging his temples.After finishing his report, he decided to leave for the day."My Lord... please listen to...!!""Bammn... Oh my goodness... why do you keep appearing like a damn stalker, Ms. Starcrest!" Aarav exclaimed in annoyance, backhanding the person without looking. "Thud...!" As he heard the body hit the ground, he turned to see Astrid Starcrest lying gracefully on the ground, her posture and beauty undisturbed even after being thrown.Aarav sighed tiredly as he looked into her unwavering eyes. Des
............"Alright... alright, I will help you in curing your mother. But you don't have to bother with loyalty pledges like that. As long as you stop bothering me, I would feel pleased," Aarav nodded tiredly, agreeing to help her as he spoke with a weary tone, hoping to put an end to her persistent harassment."No... please, My Lord, give me a chance to serve you. I've always dreamed of it. Please don't take away this dream of mine, I beg of you, My Lord!" Astrid Starcrest shook her head, tears streaming down her face, as she pleaded with a pitiful expression."What... hey... hey, lady, calm down first, don't make a scene!" Aarav looked at her with a helpless smile, receiving frowning looks from onlookers who noticed Astrid's distress."I won't unless you allow me to serve you, My Lord!" Astrid remained firm in her request, her teary eyes met him troubled eyes."Oh... alright... alright, I allow you. Are you happy now? Can you stop making a scene? People are already pointing fing
............"What... do you know them? Who are they?" Emilia asked in a serious tone, hearing that Aria was familiar with the attackers."Yes... these are the same people who attacked Elandor's domain a while back. And I am pretty sure you can guess whose forces these are," Aria said with a contemplative look before she gave a glance at Emilia, who seemed to understand what Aria was trying to point out."I know... looks like we can’t overlook it any longer. Lady Aria, may I request you to get reinforcements, as I am not sure about the extent of the destruction these forces can cause in our land?" Emilia nodded, her face turning even graver before she bowed towards Aria and made her request."Please, you don't have to request it from me. I will help you either way, as it's also a threat to our land. While I go and gather reinforcements, can you hold on for a while?" Aria asked, stopping Emilia from bowing to her as she smiled in determination and agreed immediately."Yes, we will hol
............"You will be even more amazed, Lady Emilia, if you meet Lord Veridian in person. He is an amazing Divine Heir of God Elandor, from how he conducts himself to the way he carries the light with him," Aria said with respect in her tone, showing how great an impression Aarav Veridian had left on her."Now I am even more eager to meet Lord Veridian. Let's hope he is as great as your words describe him to be," Emilia said with a slight smile, raising the corner of her mouth as she met Aria's eyes, who returned her gaze with a confident stare.After that, Aria and Emilia talked about their plans—how they were going to weather the upcoming storm.The discussion went on for hours before they decided to walk out of the temple."By the way, Lady Emilia, if you are busy and have something important to attend to, then you don't have to personally accompany me," Aria said as she walked alongside Emilia, who had decided to show her around their capital city, Phelia."No way, Lady Aria.
............“LORD HEIR!” The crowd cheered again, even louder this time. Aarav raised his hand, gesturing for silence.“Alright, alright,” he said with a smile. “I get your enthusiasm. But we don’t just need high spirits—we need unity. We need all of you to step forward together, to face this reality as one and bring about a bright future.”His voice was filled with fervor, carrying a weight that seemed to stir the very air around them. The believers of Elandor below shook with goosebumps, feeling the power in Aarav’s words, which were infused with a subtle trace of Divine Energy.Aarav had intended to boost their morale—and it worked far better than he had expected. The crowd stood straighter, their faith and the fire burning brighter than ever.Aarav looked at the crowd one last time before waving to them. He stepped down from the podium and returned to discuss their next steps with the Pope and Cardinals.He wasn’t the only one making preparations. As Aria had promised him, she a
............A sudden, overwhelming pressure exploded from the throne, sending him hurtling through the air and crashing into one of the tree’s thick branches outside the temple."Cough, cough...!!" The High Prophet spat blood but slowly made his way back into the temple. Kneeling once again, he showed no anger or frustration at being injured—only trembling fear in the face of the figure’s fury on the throne.Sylas’s eyes, glowing with an unnatural light, cut through the darkness as he sat motionless on the throne, his presence suffocating. The High Prophet of Pestilence didn’t dare lift his head. The air around them was thick with the stench of rot and corruption, heavy with a crushing pressure.“Elandor’s Heir... and the Heir of Astraia,” Sylas muttered, his voice filled with disdain. “How dare she interfere in my plans?”His words echoed, each one pressing down harder on the High Prophet. Silence followed, broken only by the distant howling wind outside the temple. The elder remai
............“Thank you,” Aria replied, her movements graceful as she took a seat across from him. Between them stood a small circular table, with a basket of snacks and fruit placed in the center, adding a touch of warmth to the room’s otherwise solemn atmosphere."Mr. Aarav, what are your plans regarding the cultists? I’m certain they won’t stop invading this continent and causing chaos," Aria asked, sitting back in a relaxed position, her eyes steady on him.Aarav sighed, his tone dim and unconfident. "What can I do alone? Even with the Crystal Healing Organization backing me, I’m not confident in facing those lunatic cultists." He spoke with a heaviness, aware of the overwhelming power he had witnessed in their last battle.He knew his own limitations. The devastation left by the cultists was a harsh reminder. Even Pope Aurelius, with all his influence, wouldn’t be enough to turn the tide. Aarav understood that unless he reached the fourth stage, the *Virtuoso of Vitality*, he wo
............"Ah... thank you! And how should I address you?" Aarav quickly snapped out of his daze, expressing his gratitude before asking with a respectful tone."Aria... Heir to the Goddess of Stars, Astraia. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Heir..." Aria smiled, her face radiant like a flower blooming under the soft glow of moonlight. The sight made Aarav's heart race uncontrollably."Aarav... it's just Aarav, Miss Aria. Please, don't be so formal; it makes me feel uncomfortable." He interrupted her before she could speak too respectfully again, gently requesting that she call him by his name instead.Aarav didn’t want to come off like some spoiled young master, or as if they were stuck in some ancient civilization that hadn’t learned how to speak casually about simple things."Oh... alright, Mr. Aarav." Aria seemed a little surprised but then covered her mouth and chuckled. "Fufu...You don’t seem to like the ancient etiquette, do you?"Her soft laughter filled the air, the warm
............"Enough of this!" One of the cultists yelled, raising his hand into the air. A dark aura began swirling around him, corrupting the very energy in the atmosphere. The others followed, channeling the same malevolent force, preparing for a combined attack.Aarav could feel the shift—their power was immense. He flinched, sensing the ominous energy closing in around him."You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me?" Aarav’s voice cut through the tension. "You’ve forgotten who you're dealing with."As the dark energy swirled and gathered, Aarav took a deep breath and raised his weapon high. The blade gleamed with a blinding light, and the ground trembled under his feet as his divine power flared to life."Let me show you what true divine power looks like," Aarav declared, his voice steady. With one decisive motion, he shattered the one-use divine tool he carried, instantly replenishing the lost energy within him.And then, with explosive force, he unleashed it."Craaack... B
............"Clanngg....Boomnn...!!""Swiish....Bammn...!!""Ahh... Cough... Cough...!" Aarav took another relentless hit, sliding back a few steps before losing his balance and dropping to one knee, blood dripping from his mouth."Hahaha... Elandor's Heir, already broken? I was hoping to play with you some more!" The bald cultist cackled, his words dripping with contempt.Aarav wiped the blood from his lips, smirking. "Feeling smug, huh? It’s just a scratch, nothing worth mentioning." He rose to his feet, his body glowing as the injury healed instantly, as though it never existed.The cultist's eyes widened, then his expression twisted with anger. "Damn it! I forgot Elandor is the God of Healing and Medicine!" Realizing his mistake, fury replaced his shock, and he lunged at Aarav in a blind rage, furious at being humiliated.Aarav's smile turned cold. "Heh, let me show you what else I can do," he muttered under his breath."Swishhh... Whoosh...!!"The cultist attacked wildly, but A
............In the middle of the cultist Camp,The clash of metal and the roar of power filled the air. "Whoosh... Boom!" "Swiish... Swiish... Claanng! Claanng!" Two figures were locked in a high-speed battle, while four others stood on the sidelines, amusement clear on their faces.“Is this all you’ve got, Heir of Elandor?” The bald man, wearing a black robe with dark tattoos on his head, sneered sarcastically at Aarav Veridian, who met his gaze with a cold, steely stare.“Are you really that eager to meet your end?” Aarav shot back, his voice dripping with sarcasm."Swiish... Bannng...!!"Aarav swiftly blocked the cultist’s strike aimed at his throat and, in one smooth motion, delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to the man’s ribs. The bald cultist’s eyes widened in pain as he stumbled backward, trying to regain his balance.“Argh... you bastard!” the cultist cursed, groaning in pain as he stood up, clutching his side where Aarav’s kick had landed. His eyes burned with fury.“