When Reka finally settled down from laughing, Lyon told her that he was invited to the said 'legion'. This fact didn't surprise her because a man with the caliber of singlehandedly overcome an opponent with an entire realm above self would be sought even by the heavens.

"Of course I would say no, I won't just join a shady group," said Lyon. However, his sentence made Reka a little confused, "Wait, didn't you already know about the legion?".

"Today is the first time I heard about the legion," said Lyon with a confused expression.

"Then what about the elder? Didn't you know that he was from the 'legion', isn't that why you agreed to his request of battle to the death?"

"What? No! I never knew he was from the legion. The reason I took that battle was for you to get a shortcut to the central region as my apology, in which now I know it was a useless thing to do." sighed Lyon.

If the dead elder were to know this, he would commit suicide right there and then in the interrogation room.

Reka chuckled as she realized that she and the elder were overthinking it. "Why would you go that far, for a girl you didn't know and only molested," said Reka with a teasing tone.

Lyon never thought of it before since he just went with whatever his instinct told him to do. "I don't know myself, maybe I'm just a ridiculous playboy whose head was only filled with women."

(In the end, why am I so perverted? I never know the answer, was it because I lack love back on earth or was it because I was betrayed?) thought Lyon as he entered into deep silence.

(Oh yeah, I was always that guy who's always forgotten when things go smoothly, and remembered when things go horribly).

"Hey-hey, are you alright?" Reka's voiced woke him up,

"S-sorry what were you saying?" asked Lyon.

"Nothing, you were dozing for a while."

"Listen, I have a confession to make about all of this," said Reka as she changed once more to the head of the Mist Clan.

But unlike her usual black hair, this time was white and her snake eyes were as narrow as a needle. "Reka was a persona I use to investigate the legion and at the same time to blend in with the people of the clan," said Reka with her pink thin lips.

"The reason I took the competition for the red-blood sword as Reka was only for fun, but as you probably guessed I am too the person behind the emotion mask,"

"Then what about Naeya?" asked Lyon. As far as he knows, Naeya was supposed to be her older sister, but her strength didn't match up. Beside knowing someone with a Divine Realm her age must be more than a hundred years.

"Yes, Naeya was a part of the plan to erase the doubt of people had in my identity, so I was never related to her, to begin with," said the head of the clan.

(Well she certainly played her part well) thought Lyon as he remembered the incident in the tavern. "Then what is your real name?" asked Lyon.

"My name?" chuckled the head of the Mist Clan. As far as she remembered, she never told anyone her real name. Not even the current elders nor the generations before knew her real name. They always called her by her occupation. She never had someone close enough to tell them, her real name.

*knock *knock

"Head, the last test is soon over, we need your presence," asked one of the elders from outside the room.

"Oh is it time already? Okay I'll be right there in a minute," said the head of the clan.

"Yes," the elder walked back to the arena first.

"Sorry Lyon looks like that our conversation has to end right now," said the head with a smile as her hair turned back to black. "You can rest here until you get better."

As soon as she got up from the chair, her walk was paused by a weak force. Her right hand was held by Lyon whom lying on the sofa.

"This conversation shall not end like that," said Lyon with a tinge smile before continuing, "Sit down and tell me your name."

The head of the clan was surprised for a while before chuckling and sat back down on the chair. "My name is Krysta Aegis."

"Can I see your tongue?" asked Lyon out of nowhere.

"Er, sure?" said Krysta before she opened her mouth.

(Ah, so it's a human tongue, I get my hopes up) thought Lyon as he fantasized something he shouldn't. "Alright, you can go now," said Lyon as his curiosity had been fulfilled.

Krysta was confused for a while then bid her goodbye to Lyon as she walked back to the arena. As the room was for himself, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa like there was nothing wrong. His dented chest was healing throughout the conversation just now. After checking that his body was alright, he absorbed the heaven and world's energies while walking back to the infirmary.

There were no changes when he got back from the infirmary except there was one new guy who was chattering with Karina outside the room. He seemed to be someone with a big influence by the way he was dressed.

"I know my eyes didn't deceive me, you actually came to see me in this event," said the guy.

Karina was not interested in talking with him, but the guy just went out his way inside the room and started chattering, so Karina dragged him outside.

Lyon remembered that Jugen did say that her sister had a lot of pursuers and he guessed that he was probably one of them. "Oh my teacher, you two looked perfect together," teased Lyon.

"He is your student? I see he indeed had good eyes, here you go kid," suddenly the guy gave him a pouch of money. As Lyon looked inside it was only one hundred gold.

"Aiya, mister, you are so handsome and perfect for my teacher, a man as high as yours, do you think this is enough? The other pursuer even dared to give me one million gold, here is the proof," said Lyon as he retrieved a bag of golds with the exact amount of one million gold for the guy to see.

"Hmm, indeed," then the guy retrieved a bag of gold containing five million before shoving it over to Lyon's hand. "How about now, aren't I the best pursuers?"

"Aiya, mister, although this is a lot amount of gold, this is not enough you know, my master and I need those high-quality beads, some of her pursuers even gave me seven high-quality beads!" said Lyon as this time he didn't need to prove it anymore.

(Seven?! My father only gave me ten of those, and I haven't used it yet since I was slacking). After a long thought, he decided to gave ten high-quality beads to Lyon. (If my father asked, I would just say I got robbed by the neighboring Dynasty).

Little did the guy know, Lyon was going to make him really poor.