Chapter 22: New grudges, Lucky boar.
Inside the tent, Lazaro admired with raised eyebrows, everything was tidy and there were even some different pillows from before. She was smelling flowers and had no signs of being in the wilderness for days.
He didn't expect such a welcome. He smiled knowing the good was to come, right then the air in front of him moved, instinctively he protected his jaw and managed to grab her elbow on time.
Her eyes were seething with rage.
"I talked to my sister! There's no one like you on the special brigade! This is the third lie! you're always misleading me!" she screamed and sent another elbow to his face.
He held her and swept her off her feet.
'Hya!'
She didn't have time to scape as he covered her body with his own. They were locked in the same position he took her first time.
"G-Get off me!"
Her cheeks went tone of pink and she cutely struggled.
The contrast from her usual personality to her current manner made Lazaro smile.
He relaxed and lay beside her, holding her by the back, he looked on her eyes from less than three finger's distance.
"You did great today. People usually take two to three weeks to improve like that, but you did it in one day." His intense sincere gaze made her face turn a brighter shade of red. And she shoved her forehead in his chest. Both to hide her face and to punish him.
"Don't try to change the subject idiot!"
The short pain felt good, and he caressed the back of her head, only to receive another headbutt.
'No! It's too hot tonight!'
He sighed and held back his hand thinking it was a pity. Yet she did not let go of him.
Instead, she went and mounted him. with both hands on his chest. She was nicely seated between his bellybutton and crotch.
Now that she was on top, she stared down at him, feeling a little powerful.
"Who are you?" She held his collar and squinted her eyes. Like she was questioning one of the perps she usually arrests.
He brought his hands to her hips and gently caressed.
"Lazaro of superbia."
"Where you're from?"
"Not from here."
"Not what I asked."
She stared at his silent cheap smile and suddenly felt a gush of pain on her chest.
"Why are you willing to let her know but not me?"
Seeing her quickly reddening eyes, he sighed. "Larissa doesn't know where I'm from."
"You're lying again!" She slapped his chest.
"I from another world." He said simply.
"Really? You're an alien?"
He squinted. Her tone was filled with mockery, but she was right, so he pinched her hip.
"AH!"
She hopped startled. He took the chance to spread her arms open, she fell face-first on his chest, in a second he held her shoulders in an embrace.
She slapped him softly, in a weak struggle.
"We should enjoy tonight", She suddenly said contradicting her statement of the heat.
Lazaro felt the soft feeling above his crotch slid back and forth, it was soft and she whimpered a small moan, making him force down an impulse. He held her hips in place and took a deep breath to calm himself.
Maybe because she had her first time. But Lila snorted with disdain and looked at him while biting her lips.
She lifted her upper body and moved her hips more roughly, his hands couldn't hold her back. The thin shorts she was wearing created small friction and glued to the pantiless skin, she made sure he felt the wetness between her legs as she made sure to moan louder. He felt that, and the hardened tips slowly poking through her shirt put him in a momentary trance.
Suddenly the face of a despairing Larissa flashed by his eyes.
Before he was caught in the heat again, his hands sled through her tighs until the root. Right beside her womanhood, he gently pressured the soft parts with his finger
"Hya!" A small shock startled her, like when you hit the back of your elbow. He looked at her smiling. He got up and kissed her lips. "Today we can't."
"Even if I'm just a mess that my family abandoned, they won't accept you, so we only have today!!" She suddenly exclaimed with tearing red eyes.
"If I want you with me, your family's opinion won't matter, only yours will." The sound of tent opening and closed passed as Lila sobbed once and smiled.
****
Not seeing Larissa outside made Lazaro frown. He took a good amount of air into his nose, his eyelids narrowed into sternness. He followed her smell and looked a where she stood just before he left.
"Why did you let her be caught?"
His voice was loud enough for most people to hear.
Gerald on the top of a tree not so far away looked at him in confusion. But froze before speaking. As Lazaro's aura was a calm black, his ability took his aura as an imminent threat.
"They had one of them beside Sophia's tent, I let them do what they want."
In a second, he blurted something convincing. He didn't come out on top of politics for nothing.
Lazaro's eyes did not ease. You're lying."
Gerald, against all his screaming instincts, straightened his back and stared right back.
The black aura slowly turned transparent, a color he faced a single time on his life. Him, a considerable powerful man, so powerful that he was elected to be one of the chairmen of the United front academy, the place where all countries merged in peace for the sake of humanity's survival. He managed to get in that position, yet the man in front of him the barbarian in front of him was regarding him with indifference. Someone, who was a slightly talented person, dared to deny and treat his authority and achievements like nothing.
"You're of a common type of people," Lazaro said. "A Type I can't bother myself with. I won't hold it against you for acting in your nature. But, from the moment it starts affecting me, It's the moment you'll discover an edge you shouldn't cross, and you'll be put in your place."
With a deep gaze, Lazaro disregarded Gerald after the warning and followed Larissa's smell. Maybe there was still time.
Gerald stayed silent above the tree while others stared at him. His heart rate accelerated as anger consumed his insides.
'What's with those eyes!? What's with them!? You think a barbarian like yourself can look through me!? Gerald!? How dare you!'
As he breathed in deeply, his external symptoms disappeared. He shaped and built himself since infancy. In school, he was always the one at the top of the hierarchy, popular sportsmen or geniuses, he was respected by all. He sacrificed countless valuable pawns and endured untold displeasures to reach where he was, and to what? So a thing like Lazaro could disregard him at will!? A man who seemed to lack everything a noble should entail!?
His hand clenched around each other. 'You might be Lazaro of superbia, But I'm Gerald Fonseca!
****
Lazaro hunted through thirty meters and stopped, a breeze waved by him with the smell of burnt wood. On the side of a thicker tree, there was a writing.
<Dear Mr, Lazaro, we are under Leandro Nascent's orders, we thank you for protecting his wife, but we came to secure her safety, please do not worry anymore, as you'll be rewarded as one of the greatest heroes of this disaster.>
His index finger examined the thin-lined letters. It was made with a finger, and fire manipulation and casually so.
"They must be at the adept level.."
"Adept?" Lucas's voice came from behind.
He had felt his smell since he started following Larissa trail.
'Universal identity, state of being hierarchy.' Lazaro stated, only now he remembered they followed the universal measurement of strength.
{---State of being--}
You can only learn within the boundaries of your world.
(Earth; Tier 9 world. The maximum level reached: Extraordinary- Grand mortal.)
Ranks of the Mortal level enabled:
Mortal-- A being who's bound by the natural laws of its homeworld(And other stars.)
Their Rank is divided as follows:
Mortal, Excelled Mortal, Grand Mortal and Supreme Mortal.
(Knowledge above the Mortal States are currently disabled.)
The progress of the State of being is measured by the amount of condensed essence in oneself.
Within the first 30,00 units of condensed essence, one is considered a lesser of X state. from 30,00 to 60,00 A Common of X state. And from 60,00 to 100 One becomes an Extraordinary of X state.
Your current state of being is:
Common - Mortal.
Essence- 59,99 (00,01 to Extraordinary Class)
{---State of being---}
'What a crude way.'
(Agreed)
They thought so, because measuring a being by the amount of essence in them was, at the very least, narrow thinking, between heavens and earth, technique and talent mattered equally if not more than the amount of essence your body assimilated.
Lazaro looked at Lucas after calculating. "The people who took her away should be around the Excelled mortal realm."
"Realm?"
"State of being." Lazaro corrected himself annoyedly.
Lucas stepped forward to examine the writing to understand what Lazaro saw that made him realize that, but once he stepped on the ground, he froze. invisible waves spread down the sole of his feet. For a second he knew where every tree was and the depth of their root In what he thought was at least ten meters around him
Once the wave was gone, sweatdrops streamed down his face, and he leaned on a tree gasping for breath.
Lucas was in a daze.
"I-I just saw the area around me through the earth." He said stutteringly.
Lazaro smiled and looked ahead, "You're a lucky boar. Make sure to gaze deep and understand those dreams you're having."
"H-How did kno-" Lucas stopped mid-sentence, as Lazaro's attention was not on him anymore.
Lazaro's eyes were aimed deep into the woods, not letting out even a flicker of his thoughts, but whatever they were, Lucas felt it'd be better going through the night without knowing.
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