Electus - Chapter 464

Shutting that door that led to embarrassment, the two waited patiently in the Throne room and used the little table for 2 on the left side to their advantage.

Thankfully nothing can be heard from the point they sat and Kaleem just watched Lia trying to fight away the embarrassment she has built up.

If she wasn’t shy to this extent, he would gladly use the golden opportunity to tease her but this time a lot was tossed on her plate under a span of 10 seconds.

Finally, about 10 minutes later. The two lovers lovers walked out of their place of business and felt a bit shy when they saw the two young a.d.u.l.ts waiting.

Breaking the ice, King Michael queried. “What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”

With Lia struck quiet and Kaleem fighting to the last bit trying to keep his giggling under control, the boy pitched. “Lia has something to show you. Would either of you cut your arms for the sake of progress?”

Stating the obvious, putting two and two together once fighting off embarrassment, King Michael weighed in. “I’m guessing Lia has discovered something new about her powers.”

“Yup, Lia come on.” Kaleem agreed and tried to pull her out of the chair, encouraging. “Do it to him too.”

Shaking his grip off her arm, she repeated. “Alright alright don’t push me.”

Smirking a tad bit because she is still deadly shy, Kaleem stated. “I was pulling you.”

Shaking her palms a little bit and afterwards rubbing them palms together, she jerked her right arm forward and a dark coloured although dim Orb emerged from her palm and hit the King.

No damage, much like the orbs that Ladia and Toto throw, this as well is just a ray of coloured light raging towards a target.

“Hmmm… what’s supposed to happen now?” The King stood puzzled, his mind in a rush since he is supposed to be on the frontline now.

“May I?” Kaleem queried permission, reaching out one hand and having a Dagger on the other.

Reaching out his arm, resting it over Kaleem’s hand, seeing his own sleeve being pulled up. The King cited, “I suppose… where are you two getting at though?”

As the Dagger ran across his skin, King Michael flinched a tad bit but didn’t want to appear weak so he kept it together.

Looking down at his arm, he spotted that no blood has broken above the fine like of which the Dagger was supposed to cause.

“There’s no blood!” King Michael shouted, his joy overwhelming. “You did cut me right?”

Lightly tapping the tip of the Dagger on his arm over and over, with no blood whatsoever puking out. Kaleem replied, “I tried and I still am but you have become indestructible.”

A raging storm of ideas captivating his mind, the King put it into short words. “Does it last forever?”

“We’re not sure, she casted it on me just an hour ago.” Letting go of the King’s arm and running the Dagger over his own skin, Kaleem added. “But I’m still indestructible.”

“Let’s put this really to the test, this is fun.” Jumping a couple of steps back with his enthusiasm arising, the King demanded. “Punch me across the face, as hard as you can.”

Hesitant, handing the Dagger to Lia. Kaleem demurred. “Are you sure… I have super strength.”

Insistent, eager to test the boy’s ability too. King Michael demanded with a big fat smile, “Hit me as hard as you can.”

Taking a step back to build momentum, Kaleem threw his right fist forward and bashed the King right under the eye.

And so, his Majesty got swept right off his feet, inevitably forced airborne and everything appeared like a blur for a while until his back met with further pain. Indestructibility doesn’t necessarily mean resistance to pain.

Opening his eyes, seeing Alama run towards him, obviously concerned and scolding with the same words over and over. “The hell were you thinking?”

Shaking his head, taking half a minute to separate from the wall he imprinted his body in, 2 inch deep. He mumbled, “No Guard will die from this day onward.”

…

Before the King left the Castle, rubbing his cheek a little bit to hopefully fight off the pain, he oriented Alama with a list of requests to put all of this into testing.

For a base start of experiments, 3 people of 3 different races will be casted a spell upon just to see what happens. The power move seems harmless, so the King suspects that nothing dangerous will happen upon the test dummies.

But just in case of something horrible happening, the King is willing to put in a few hundred Gold Coins as a firm compensation.

While the King is away, holding his shift, the total of 9 test subjects will be casted the power move upon and see how this will play out.

After a while, the King will call for Eric to hold an hour or so of the shift Michael is supposed to hold just to come and see what the 9 individuals have to express.

…

It’s nearly 2pm now, the King has been here since midday and there barely have been any Demons attacking.

Today is a slow day thankfully, everyone here required a break from fighting these foul beings all the time.

The human Guards have all healed and are able to fulfill their duties again, the King won’t be taking bits of their salaries away because of the unfulfilled hours.

No that would be wildly stupid and could crush the overall morale by a quarter at least. All of these people are putting their life on the line to protect their families, it would never be a good idea to deprive them off gold because of it.

The Goblin Demons are still healing, 30 of them have joined the Platoon already since they were the least injured while the rest need some time. If it wasn’t for this species then Gaster Kingdom would be good as gone by now, they helped tame the tides.

The King has emerged into thoughts, there are so many battle victory opportunities arising and with Lia progressing with he powers everything is turning for the better.

Leaning on the wall, his elbows embracing the bone chilling cold the stonework has to offer, all of a sudden a raging dark figure appeared in front of him, a sharp pain across his face raged after.

“The King has been clawed by a Demon!” A Guard shouted from a distance of 20 meters, running to help his Highness.

His Iron longsword leaned forward, the Guard jumped and bashed his weapon right across the Demon’s skull, blood exploded and covered his chin.

Leaving his Sword stuck on the Demon, the Guard rushed towards the King along with tens of other men and leaned the King on his back to glance at the damage.

The look on the Guard’s face when they saw no scar or blood, is too precious. The King wouldn’t trade it for 100k Gold Coins as that face carries happiness and confusion too.

The Guard shouted in front of the King’s face. “I’m sorry, it must have snuck past my sight. Where did it hit you, we need to tie it up.”

Laying his back against the wall’s side support, Michael shook his head and answered. “It hit me right on my nose.”

“But your nose in tact Sire, please do not play around. We have to heal you.” The Guard insisted, grabbing the King on the armpits and trying to lift him up.

Glancing at an ill.u.s.tratio caring so much about a man from another race, well Michael’s Heart became fulfilled for 2 lifetimes.

Standing up on his own, slapping a bit of snow off his brown leather long coat. The King left everyone at shock as he walked away on his own and confessed. “I’m fine, soon all of you might be able to take damage without hurting your selves. We have a Guardian Angel to our aid.”

…

Walking in his Castle, King Michael seeked Alama amongst the small crowd and asked. “How’s everything going so far.”

Laying off the stats, Alama partially described. “They all became indestructible, but it isn’t permanent. For these people it ranged from 2-3 hours race regardless.”

Unleashing his hair from the trap that is his Coat, usually putting them there to protect them from Fireballs or Demons.

The King took a few seconds to decide what he should say to these people and finally added. “People, I thank you for your time. Your contribution to Gaster Kingdom will pay off in the long run and of course it won’t escape without a reward. Each of you will be gifted 30 Gold Coins and a nice Dinner in the Royal Dining room.”

The small crowd broke into a little cheer, showing their own gratitude towards the King’s gratitude, thanking him with a few short words.

Having more to say, the King raised his hand for them to calm down a bit and stated. “As you might have figured it out, indestructibility can be heavily used in our war, our dilemma. You may spread the word although I will do it too, our precious Guards will no longer die in battle.”

Pointing at Lia, Michael firmly stated. “We have a Guardian Angel now.”