Guild Wars - Chapter 1155: Long Awaited Homecoming 3

Draco calmly glanced at the two people before him who wore black robes with white stripes. Despite looking mature, they looked to be in their late twenties at best and could definitely be seen partying and having fun in clubs if they were normies.

What belied their age was the look of vicissitudes in their eyes that showed that despite having a long lifespan, it didn’t make the 24 hours of each day any shorter. Their features also bore a slight resemblance, hinting at a shared heritage that spanned generations.

These were the leaders of the clan, the remnants of a once-proud lineage that had weathered the storms of time. Draco felt that they were a bit pathetic and lacking a certain aura that would make them rulers of the world.

It was like the were beaten dogs who had accepted that they had been beaten down and only sadly remembered the time they were on top. It was entirely different from the Pangu lineage who strutted around with their heads held high and their noises piercing the sky, full of the aura of confidence and domination.

Both clans had been forced into hiding due to declining bloodline purity and pressure from the outside world, but that was no excuse to act like this.

“Welcome home.” The woman among the two said, her voice carrying a melodic quality that seemed to lull one into lascivious actions.

“I am Seraphina, and this is my brother, Lucius.” She introduced, gesturing to the man beside her.

The one called Lucius did not acknowledge Draco but rather looked at Nightwalker and Loving Aunt with a hint of coldness.

“The two of you deserters have finally decided to come back? Did the outside world not suit you enough?” He queried with a hint of aggressiveness.

Loving Aunt looked him up and down. “Brat Lucius, you have forgotten who I am eh? When I was in power in this clan, you were still sucking your mother’s tits. Don’t make me call Georgina out here to teach you manners.”

Lucius’ face became extremely ugly as his mother’s name was mentioned. However, he didn’t dare question Loving Aunt anymore and turn his ire to one who was definitely not his Senior, which was Nightwalker.

“And what about you cousin? What’s your reason?”

Nightwalker seemed amused. “What, you now want to question me? Lucius you fucking retard I used to beat you black and blue and can still beat your black and blue. Go back to bullying the weak, which is the only thing you’re good at.”

Many of the members of Umbra behind Draco burst into laughter, and even Loving Aunt smiled. Meanwhile, Lucius paled greatly and was about to make things worse when Seraphina hurriedly stepped forward and tried to mediate.

“Lets first get everyone settled and we can catch up on old times eh?” She suggested while sweating slightly.

“Forget it. My nephew is here to met his parents and seek an answer from the lineage for what happened 20 years ago. Take us to the clan hall and lets see what Dante has to say.” Loving Aunt explained as she shook her head.

This caused the faces of Seraphina and Lucius to change slightly. In truth, there was no way that after so many years, Lucius would still be the hot-headed idiot he was when he was a young man. He was now an elder with his own family in the clan, and possessed responsibilities.

His actions before were to test the attitude of this group and ascertain of their assumption was true and that the lad in the lead who looked no different from the clan princess was actually the prodigy from back then.

However, they now had 80% confirmation!

Lucius and Seraphina hesitated. How they would like they crack open Draco’s mind and find out what he planned, but they didn’t even dare look at him or address him because the aura he was radiating made their very souls tremble.

It was as if they could have their entire bloodlines stripped away if he wished, and that fear created a huge gap between them. However, the lineage, no matter its flaws, was their family and their home.

They were worried about the outcome of leading Draco in but didn’t dare to shoo him away, leaving them standing there stupidly with looks of struggle and hesitation on their faces. The faces of the people with Draco began to darken, which added more pressure to the two.

Just when it seemed like it would reach a breaking point, a male voice sounded over the area.  n0.0

“Bring him in.”

Hearing this, Seraphina and Lucius sighed with relief and looked like they had survived a disaster, sweat dripping from their foreheads.

They then bowed and greeted. “We obey, Clan Head.

Due to their greeting, the expressions of Loving Aunt and Nightwalker changed significantly, filled with disbelief and worry.

Eva’s face also changed and became gloomy, but she did not say anything but clenched her fists. Draco also frowned because that voice did not sound like his father, so who the heck was this clan head?

Heh, it seemed like things were about to get interesting.

Draco followed Lucius and Seraphina through the estate of the Lucifer Lineage that was in no way smaller than that of the Pangu Lineage, arriving at the central hall which was quite large.

When they reached the door, Lucius and Seraphina glanced at the core members behind Draco, wondering what to do. Loving Aunt waved the two elders away impatiently.

“Scram, you don’t need to worry about them. Think about yourself first and what might occur today.” Fyre stated cruelly, her mood completely different from earlier.

If she was expectant and a bit nervous about coming back, she was cold and filled with hostility now. The same seemed to be true for Nightwalker, but he was more indifferent and seemingly detached compared to his earlier yearning.

Lucius and Seraphina felt a chill when they heard those words and left quickly. Meanwhile Draco pushed open the door and walked in briskly, looking around with a neutral expression on his face.

At this time, Loving Aunt manifested her Blue Sea Serpent and threw it out behind her. It grew in size and them opened its mouth, releasing a powerful soundwave that spread across the estate.

“All members of the lineage, gather in the clan hall this instant and pay respects to the prodigy!”

After doing this, Nightwalker glanced at Loving Aunt with respect, knowing that she was not only paving the way for Draco, but she was planning to cause conflict in the clan today, even if Draco wanted peace.

As for Eva, her eyes brightened slightly. As usual, Aunty was domineering and forceful, not willing to tolerate anything she considered to be nonsense. Shuangtian mostly kept quiet because she could already tell that most lineage members did not react positively to her presence.

She was also like Draco, not having much of a clue of what happened back then as she had been locked up her whole life, though she had seen Eva’s POV and so knew the general events. Still, she wanted to see how things would be resolved and only cared about Draco’s decision, not the lineage.

Soon, the group arrived in the center of the room which was similar to a throne room and a royal court at the same time. There were seats on either side of the room for various members of the clan to sit according to their rank, as well as the raised dais before them where the clan head and his close family sat to adjudicate over the clan.

Currently, people from all over the estate were filing in in a hurry, especially the youths who wanted to see the much lauded and recently popular prodigy while the older generation had ugly expressions and shuffled in slowly and fearfully.

When the youths saw Draco, they had expressions of awe and respect, wishing they could cheer for him. When they saw Eva, they recognized her as she had often visited the clan when they were all growing up and had become the goddess in the hearts of many boys and girls.

Heck, the last time she came over was just about 2 years ago, before Boundless released and she regained her memories of the previous timeline.

Of course, when they saw Shuangtian and felt her potent aura, their faces were filled with hatred and fury, but they did not clamor as they were confused as to why she was standing with their prodigy and the Amaterasu princess.

Huh, wait, could it be?

No one was stupid. Seeing the way Shuangtian was close to Draco and Eva, they could naturally do the calculations and tell that she was probably a lover of Draco’s. Thinking like this, their hostility quickly fizzled out and was left with endless respect as well as reverence.

In fact, if it wasn’t for the solemn and serious mood, many of the young men would have rushed forward and kowtow to Draco, asking him to take him as their master. Many would like to capture a Pangu woman into their harem, but the women there were even more miserable than they were, so they could only let the matter go.

Eva wanted to slap her forehead at their thoughts while Draco’s lips twitched. Shuangtian stifled a giggle as she finally understood why Eva had warned Draco that his lineage was full of silly troublemakers, especially the youth.

Eventually, people filed into the room and sat down, and then a sense of solemnity and gravity descended as everyone quietly watched. The entire time, Draco’s had not looked left and right, simply staring at the person seated in the throne of the clan head.

It was a skinny man who had gaunt cheeks, black circles around his eyes and a head of black hair that looked unkempt. He wore the same black robe that Draco often wore which he modeled after Lucifer’s own style of dressing.

He was currently glancing at Draco”s group unblinkingly, his eyes passing over each member slowly, pausing at Loving Aunt and Nightwalker, then Eva, and then Shuangtian, before stopping squarely on Draco.

Eventually a young man stepped forward from behind the fellow in the clan seat, who bore the striking resemblance to the fellow and was about 65% similar to Draco, but far more feminine and scholarly.

He glared at everyone and shouted. “What the hell are you doing? Rise up and greet the clan head!”

The faces of everyone changed as many of the older lineage members remained seated and lowered their heads. They did not dare to greet this fellow as clan head like usual, not in front of Draco.

As for the youth, they did not know the details of what happened back then had happily made the necessary greetings, but their voices slowed down to a halt when they saw that their parents and elders remained silent.

Immediately, they understood that this was not going to be a joyous reunion. They went silent and decided to watch the confrontation and try to understand the reasoning behind everything.

The young man who stepped forward saw everyone’s behavior and his expression darkened. He was about to berate everyone when the clan head raised his hand to stop him, making him bow and retreat to stand behind him.

The clan head silently observed Draco and then cracked open his lips before speaking in a tired, hoarse voice filled with endless coldness.

“Well, well. I never thought I’d have the pleasure of seeing my nephew return home while I was alive. Since you probably do not remember me as the last time we met, you were a swaddled baby, I shall introduce myself.”

The clan head stood up, revealing a body the height of more than 6 feet despite his seemingly skinny appearance, and then folded his arms behind his back.

“My name is Dominic, and I am the younger brother of your father, Dante.”