"Say that again." Salaark appeared out of thin air, cutting Crank short. "Say that again to my face if you dare."
"I-"
"You dare threaten my blood under my roof?" A violent white aura engulfed the children, protecting them from the Hyperion's killing intent and snuffing his own aura.
"Technically, this is the Kingdom and the house belongs to Lith." Crank managed to say in a whimper.
"You idiot. I'm the Blood Desert. Wherever I go that's the capital of my domain!" Then, Salaark turned to Aran and Leria with the sweetest smile. "Go inside, kids, and warn the others that no one has to come out until I'm done."
"Yes, Grandma." The kids sniffled, hugging her leg for comfort and extending Crank's sentence further.
"Now you can start praying." Once Aran and Leria closed the door, the Overlord stretched her hands and neck, making them pop.
"Are you telling me that I can sweet talk my way out of this?" Crank tried to Warp but the space was sealed. He tried to move, but his body was frozen in terror.
"I said praying, not begging. There's always the chance that a god might really exist and come to your rescue." Salaark replied. "Let's find out together."
***
Lith's house, a few hours later, right before dinnertime.
"You did nothing wrong." Lith said to cheer Aran and Leria up. "Sure, you could have been clearer, but look at Abominus and Onyx."
The two beasts were finally managing to conjure small holograms with elementary forms. They would last just a few seconds before losing cohesion, but it was a start.
"Crank is mean." Leria pouted. "Can't you kick him out?"
"No. Our deal stands." Lith shook his head. "Also, life is full of mean people. You have to learn to deal with them."
"They are seven years old, for the gods' sake!" Rena said. "They should just play and have fun."
"In five years, they might go to an academy." Lith replied. "We can't follow them there. They need to stand up for themselves."
Elina's and Rena's hearts clenched at those words. To them, it was just yesterday that the kids had been born and the two women felt like their babies would leave the day after.
"Come to mommy, Leria." Rena wanted her daughter to be happy, yet also to never grow.
Elina was hugging Aran while Kamila was planning to have a word with Lith about using a softer approach to raise Elysia when Salaark walked through the back door.
"We are done talking." And by talking she meant a non-stop beating with just enough breaks to shove food down Crank's throat to make sure he wouldn't die nor grow insensitive to the pain. "Baron Crank has something to say to you."
The honey badger was in perfect health. The Guardian had taken care to heal him properly and fix his noble clothes before bringing him in.
"I'm very sorry." He fell to his knees, his tone cracked by regret. "I shouldn't have raised my voice. I've been a jerk. Please, forgive me."
He wanted to cry, but Salaark had warned him not to and showed him her Pits of Agony.
The Awakened from Verendi who had attacked Kamila were still there. They couldn't be called alive and death was a dream to them. The vision of what waited for him were he to defy her orders had made the Hyperion puke his guts out.
"I'm sorry too." Aran said. "I should have called Lith once I noticed that you weren't making any progress. I enjoyed seeing you fail because you were rude to us but that was mean of me."
"Yes. Friends argue but they can always make up." Leria offered him her hand which the Hyperion kissed instead of shaking. freewebnovel.cσ๓
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