Chapter 567: Weird Disciple

A beautiful and slender face, long silvery-white hair, sharp yellow-gold eyes, and two small horns growing on his forehead, showing that he had inherited a strong part of the bloodline of Ymir, as ice giants with horns were usually evolved, meaning they were often High Ice Giants, regarded as some sort of royalty... this was Drake's appearance, even the two men in front of him couldn't help but find him handsome.

Although Yann maintained his composure his disciple didn't do so as much.

"It is nice to meet you two as well..." said Yann.

Gaveronn's shiny emerald eyes couldn't help but shine even brighter over the admiration of the beautiful man in front of him.

In simple terms, Drake looked like a piece of fine art, even a man that had never thought of other men as attractive would have to admit that he was very attractive.

And Yann knew that Gaveronn was a rather... freer young man, not only in the things he liked to eat or the places he liked to explore...

"Oh! You're so handsome!" said Gaveronn, moving closer to Drake and getting his face way too close to him.

He suddenly attempted to grab Drake's hands out of nowhere, but Drake quickly evaded his movements masterfully with a speed that Yann barely could detect, making him grow wary of his true strength.

"...Could you please respect my personal space...?" sighed Drake.

"Oh... Of course... My bad! I hope you didn't mind that." Said Gaveronn with a charming smile, Drake felt a bit weirded out by his personality, and quickly began to think...

"(Is this guy gay or something? But even if he's gay, he's way too stereotypically gay... Ugh.)" he sighed internally.

Drake wasn't a homophobic person or anything of the like, he simply didn't really cared about others than his own circle of people, for him, anyone could do whatever they wanted as long as they didn't come to bother him.

However, he had to admit he felt a bit surprised over this man, especially because he thought it was a woman until he spoke in a young male voice instead... but his overly clinginess the moment he landed his eyes on him made him feel very awkward, especially because he was violating his personal space.

"I apologize, my disciple has yet to learn a few lessons. Gaveronn is quite the carefree young man..." sighed Yann, grabbing Gaveronn and forcing him to sit down at his side, quieting him down as if he were his child.

"Oh, I see... Oh well, I would be lying if I said I wasn't enchanted the moment I saw Drake-sama as well, he is such a very handsome and heroic man..." said Mikohime with an enamored look, as if she was a teenager and Drake was something like her crush.

"Right? I have never seen such a handsome man before- Mguh?!" cried Gaveronn, as Yann covered his face.

"Now, now, I don't think this is the time to speak of such things. For the moment I would like to adress the current situation at hand, if possible..." sighed Yann.

"Oh yes, my bad, my tongue slipped there..." giggled Mikohime while feeling embarrassed while Vasilisius looked at Drake with pity.

The conversations quickly began as both parties started to talk about what had occurred, the trio of sect masters explained in detail the things that happened to Yann. Thankfully, Yann and Gaveronn seemed like understandable and honest people, and not the strict people they would had thought would come to see them.

"I see... So Drake, you say your Sect is a nomadic sect? I had never heard of such a term." Said Yann.

"To an extent yes, I travel with my group across the snowy fields looking for places with rich resources to settle down, I've been exploring this entire area of the continent on my own as I was born to the farther frozen lands, and never got to meet the world. It could be said I have an adventuring soul... My actual sect is the Ice Moon Sect, where my main settlement is located, but after the events occurred here, the two sect masters here offered to join my own sect in some sort of Alliance, making me the leader of all three..." said Drake.

"I see... I suppose it makes sense seeing all the things you've done for them, even when they were in the verge of dying... They probably didn't had anything else to compensate you than their own sect itself... Nonetheless, such cases had not happened very commonly." Said Yann.

"Oh, such an interesting man... You're strong, heroic, and even have three sects? What else can you not do, Drake?" asked Gaveronn with a charming smile.

"You're overexaggerating... it is not that much, what I've done is mostly out of luck..." said Drake.

"And so humble too..." said Gaveronn.

"Ugh..." Drake sighed.

The intense gaze of this clearly gay man seemed rather intense. As a married man with a child soon to be born, this awkwardness was multiplied several times.

"Gaveronn cut it out..." sighed Yann, giving his disciple a karate chop in the head.

Smack!

"Augh...!"

Yann then took out a special scroll out of his pocket, and opened it, beginning to register something on it with a magic pen.

"Very well, Drake, I shall now register you in the list of the Alliance. Ah, don't worry, we won't control you or something, those are superstitions of the criminals we chase down. After all you're not joining any sect but joining an alliance. The terms and other things are here, you may read them and whenever you feel like it and accept them, sign in with this pen." Said Yann.

"I see..." said Drake, as he began to read the scroll...

Yann and Gaveronn looked at Drake intensively as he began to read through things, they knew that someone this strong would be a great addition to their great continental alliance, and he might bring a lot of new things to the table.