My Soul card is a Reaper

Azzy reached there by the time of dawn and encountered a lot of fellow clansmen, who came out for a morning walk.

"Greetings, Young master" "Greeting, Young Lord" "Good morning, Young master" "Young master, you returned. Did your mission already over?" "Did you just return, Young Lord?"

Nodding to every greeting on the way, Azzy reached the palace but went to the throne hall as he was summoned to that place.

He expected there would be a clan meeting but only his father was seen waiting for him. And he appeared to be quite serious with a scroll in his hand. There's also a bit of concern on his face too.

As Vesyrn was sitting on the throne, Azzy first paid his respects to the clan's monarch with a deep bow. "Your Majesty, I have returned asap upon receiving your summon."

Vesyrn raised the scroll in his hand and directly came to the point, "This is from Evelon. Read it."

"The elves?" Azzy walked forward to the throne and took the letter. Once he read the contents of the letter, he finally understood what this emergency summoning was about.

He asked, "But, Your Majesty, didn't you tell me that the elves postponed it because of the upcoming invasion?"

Vesyrn shook his head, "I only told you that they were considering it, that's all. Judging by how they intended to conduct your match a month later, I believe that celestial elf wanted to command you during the upcoming war."

"So, I still have a month, huh?" Azzy grabbed his chin and fell into thoughts. He asked the Reaper whether he could make a breakthrough to the Tier-9 physique within this time frame.

The Reaper replied, "The time limit no longer matters to you, Azrael. You can just go to the future to save time. Or you can go back to the ancient timeline where the concentration of natural energy is a lot higher and train in solitude. You can even train and then constantly rewind the time just like how you did when you are a child, although I won't recommend the third way unless you gain complete mastery over the hourglass."

"Hmm… I hope I wouldn't have to resort to such methods as things tend to happen around me all the time. I don't want to worry about the consequences."

***

A few hours later;

Affea Crescent Garcia woke up around nine o'clock in the morning and saw her mother was nowhere with her.

Due to her special constitution that brings hell to the Garcia clan compound whenever the little girl gets a nightmare, Izora sleeps with her daughter.

On the other hand, Vesyrn sleeps in a separate room as he cannot afford to lose his sleep. 

The absence of Qridus has brought hefty work upon him, and to make sure not to disappoint his ancestor, Vesyrn is working quite hard.

There's also laziness spread in the clan as Qridus is no more and the clan members weren't afraid of Vesyrn as much as they fear the old man's anger. 

But, at the same time, people are satisfied with Vesyrn's leadership as he is kinder, friendlier, and merciful, and takes the suggestions of the pavilion masters and the sub-clan leaders into consideration.

Perhaps, the biggest thing he worries is his daughter's state.

The little girl was born with the power of controlling gravity around her but her emotions are highly unstable even for a kid of her age.

Vesyrn couldn't bear to even raise his voice against her and no parent in the clan dares to send their little children to play with her.

As a result, Affy often feels lonely and hence, she needs her mother on her side.

Usually, Izora never leaves her side, especially when she was sleeping. Affy felt a bit strange as the room was empty.

"Mummy? Mama…" She called for her mom but it was answered by a maid, who rushed into the bedroom as soon as she heard her voice.

"Good morning, Lady Garcia." She greeted the little girl in nervousness with her legs slightly shivering. "I hope you had a pleasant sleep last night."

"Yeah, I did." Affy let out a wide smile. "Auntie Martha, where is mummy?"

The maid replied, "Young Master has returned in the morning. Both of them are currently at the Violet Pavilion to meet Lady Crescent."

"Chuckie is here?" The little girl's face beamed with happiness. She immediately jumped down from the bed and started scurrying out in her panda-themed pajamas.

"Young Miss, please wait. I need to inform…" The maid followed her from behind.

Meanwhile, at the top of the violet pavilion;

A small number of people gathered in the arena as Azzy was sparring against Izora and Evelyn in a barehanded fight. 

It looked pretty much even on the surface but if one observes carefully enough, one could see the two women warriors were sweating like hell and their movements slowed down a lot when compared to the beginning while Azzy, on the other hand, looked like he barely expended his stamina.

For the past 50 minutes, they were continuously sparring and this sparring continued for the next half an hour until Azzy heard the cheering of a little girl from far away. The voice was quite clear to even those two women as the others were silent.

"Wow! They are so fast… Chuckie, Chuckie, Chuckie…"

Azzy glanced to his right from the corner of his eyes and saw his little sister jumping up and down like a fan in concert even though she couldn't see a thing.

While he was happy to see her and also receive such support against their mother, he was still embarrassed to be called like that in front of the other clansmen.

Azzy looked for the right moment and stopped the match by catching both of their fists at the same time and said, "Okay, Mom, Aunt Evelyn. Affy is here. Let's stop here."

"C'mon kid, we are just warming up." As Evelyn complained, Azzy replied, "I have to leave by evening and I don't want to waste time on meaningless fighting with battle freaks."

"This brat…" Evelyn felt irked by Azzy's attitude and jokingly strangled his neck using an arm lock. "You have become cheekier these days…"

"Mom," Azzy immediately called for help as her passive skill is affecting him a lot. If he wasn't controlling his raging hormones, he might have gotten boner because of his aunt. 

And that would be too embarrassing for him to even think about it. 

Her touch is quite lethal for any man or woman regardless of their orientation. The dose will be even higher if they were a virgin. He could free himself through brute force but she is family and he doesn't want to hurt her. Hence, he cried for his mom's help.

As someone who always failed to defeat her cousin, Izora knows that fact. 

She grabbed Evelyn's collar from the back, "Don't bully my son, Eve." As Evelyn was surprised and stopped in her tracks, Azzy took this opportunity to slip from her grip and dashed to his sister, who doesn't have any problem standing in a 44g environment when she was only 3 years old. It comes with her passive skill. So, people have gotten familiar with such scenes.

After a while;

Evelyn and Izora were walking side by side while discussing various things.

Meanwhile, Azzy was giving a piggyback ride to his sister and they were conversing about various things. 

"So, there's this monster that looked like a cat but is quite clever. It tried to trap my students in a cave full of stronger monsters. Do you know what I did?"

"What did you do?"

"I give a tight smack on its head."

"Wah, you are so awesome…"

Azzy grinned in happiness as his innocent little sister was praising him when his actions were nothing worthy to brag about. It shouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was their bond is what keeps him visiting home more often.

***

Somewhere in the Arcana world;

Fenrir and Jormungandr, in their human forms, were standing at the edge of a cliff as they were staring at a lake surrounded by three mountains on different sides. 

"So, this is the location where he was sealed?" asked Fenrir.

The world serpent nodded firmly, "Yes, the bed of the lake is where the seal is located. However…"

Fenrir finished it for him, "We need to defeat the guardian."

As the world serpent nodded, Fenrir then said, "But, if we work together, it shouldn't be difficult."

"I hope so. Argus isn't what he used to be anyways," commented the world serpent.