Chapter 226: Say it to their face

Ancestor's City, Raizen.

Inside a red and black palace.

"Why are you here again?" Darren, wearing deep blue robes and sitting on a throne, said to Eric who had his body bowed in front of him.

"Ancestor, I was killed by the slu-"

BAM!

Eric was slammed down on the ground mid sentence.

"Don't even dare to disrespect any Emperor Rank. If you have the guts, say it to their face and not behind their backs." Darren said sternly.

Eric had caused him a great deal of damages as well as embarrassment and shame. Darren still can't forget the day he had to incur Mayzin's wrath. He had done nothing to provoke her but this idiot in front managed to do just that.

Had it not been for this guy's inflated ego, Darren wouldn't have suffered. Had he talked politely to Arya on that day, such a thing wouldn't have happened. And as of today, he was killed not once but twice.

This was such a shameful thing that Darren wanted to tell Eric to go kill himself to wash away these stains. But he was a calm and composed man who thought about things a thousand times before speaking and refrained himself for saying so.

Thus, to have everyone be safe, Darren now said to Eric to not disrespect anyone behind their backs. Saying it in front of them was out of question. He knew Eric well enough and 100% believed that he had no guts to say such things in front of them.

Eric wasn't hurt too much and got up. He still had his body bowed and said, "I am sorry, Ancestor. I won't do that again."

"Hmm." Darren just hummed in response.

"Ancestor, but I am saying the truth. I didn't rig the tournament. Emilia attacked me out of nowhere. She didn't even show me any proofs or reasons for which I may be guilty of."

"Okay, I get it. Even if you didn't do it, your past deeds are enough to have everyone go back against you. Do you think I don't know what things you've done in the academy?" Darren said as a matter of fact.

Eric's body tensed up as he heard this. He quickly kowtowed and said, "Ancestor, please forgive me for those things. I promise I won't do it again. But please know, I really did not rig the tournament. Please make that bi- Emilia pay for what she did to me."

Darren sighed and said, "get up and leave. I'll do something about it."

"Thank you, Ancestor. I shall take my leave then, please excuse me." Eric kowtowed again and left.

After he left, Darren rubbed his temples and felt a headache coming. This guy was constantly giving him troubles but he couldn't punish him too severely for it. He was a pillar of support for the Human race and also an Emperor Rank.

Darren had to look after Eric no matter how shitty his personality is. Now he was in some hot waters and again Darren had to wipe his ass and cover him. This was too annoying. But nothing could be done about it and he would need to take action.

Darren clapped twice and a servant walked in the throne room. Darren looked at him and said in an indifferent tone, "arrange a meeting with the Heavenly Emperor. The time and date can be decided by him."

"As you command, Your Majesty." The servant bowed and left after saying so.

.....

Heavenly Court, Angel Continent.

"Hmm? He wants to have a meeting?" A handsome blonde-haired, blue-eyed man, sitting on a big throne, asked the person bowing in front of him.

"That's right, Your Majesty. Please tell me the date, time, and venue if you wish to see him."

The handsome man thought about it for a while and said, "in an hour in the courtyard."

"As you wish, Your Majesty. I shall take my leave then, please excuse me." The man left after saying so.

The handsome man looked at the departing figure of the man and thought, 'he has a different response this time. It seems he has learnt after suffering from Mayzin's wrath. That's good.'

.....

An hour later.

Heavenly Court, Angel Continent.

In a courtyard, beside a small pond.

Two people were sitting around a round table, opposite to each other and were having tea. One was wearing deep blue robes, had waist length black hair and black eyes and the other was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed man.

The blonde man was wearing a white and blue robes and had his hair tied in a rough man bun. It hadn't been a few weeks and his hairstyle had changed from a fade cut to a rough man bun.

'He changed hairstyle again. What's up with this guy.' The black-haired man thought as he sipped on tea. He put his teacup down and turned his gaze towards the blonde man.

"You changed hairstyles again, Alex?"

The blonde-haired, blue-eyed man Alex, put his teacup down, looked at the man in the eye and said with a smile, "my little girl made me have it. I can't deny her now, can I, Darren?"

'Just who is this little girl he keeps talking about?' Darren, the Human Ancestor, thought.

Alex has mentioned so many times about a 'little girl' but never said who she was or what was her name. During Supreme Rank meetings, he had heard him call Lucifer, the Supreme Rank Demon, as a little girl but it merely seemed to Darren as Alex showing his seniority by doing so.

Alex was more than a million years old. It made sense that he called Lucifer, who was less than half a million years old as a little girl. He was a senior and could do so. Darren never connected the dots or never thought about Lucifer and Alex having any other relationship than a senior-junior one.

Not just him, no one else apart from a few knew about Lucifer and Alex's relationship. Both were from a different race and their personalities was opposite to each other too. Nobody was able to think of Alex being the grandfather of Lucifer, the ruler of a continent and a main race.

Despite having a bit of curiosity to know who this little girl was, Darren refrained from asking such questions.

"Of course. The girl you're talking about must be precious to you, I guess. But anyway, that aside, let me just tell you why I wanted to meet you."