Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

Chapter 225 Tribes Of Vandora

Victor looked at Chiron in anger.

He was a cultivator at the first stage of the bronze realm and he truly did not know why he was angry at Chiron that was a cultivator who was several times weaker than him.

In fact, Chiron was practically an ant in his sight.

However, there was something about this ant that just ticked him off.

The higher ones cultivation, the more sensitive they were to their environment, and Chiron some how managed to make his antenna spark in alarm.

He did not even notice that he had slowly allowed his spiritual pressure to leak.

Also, as he looked at Chiron, another thought surfaced in his heart.

If he killed this runt now. it would hurt his father, but that would be the worse of it.

Vandora still needed a king. At worse, he would be punished. But Truly, there was no punishment that one could not bare through for the glory of the throne.

His fingers tightened into a fist and the thought slowly became a seed that grew rapidly in his heart.

His spiritual energy went out, his veins and muscles tightened and just when he was about to move...

*SWAUUUNNN!!!*

Devil' touch seemed to materials from no where, and the atmosphere in the room genuinely dropped.

The drop was so significant that one could see the water vapour that came out of Victor's Breathing.

Devil's touch had moved and like a snake, it surrounded Chiron and the tip of the blade stopped right in front of Victor's Eye.

The blade was but Half a inch from blinding him.

instinctively, Victor made a huge leap back.

And then he clasped his fists together, and a the holographic image of a lion materialized half way from his body.

However, the moment it did, Devil's touch had disappeared almost as fast as it appeared.

To Victor, Devil's touch might have even been an illusion.

All he saw was Chiron still seating in his Lotus position and meditating in silence.

However, drops of cold sweat from his back soaked his tunic.

He did not know why, but even with his fists clasped together and his Lion Totem out, he could still feel his teeth shake a bit.

Even his muscles had taunted up.

He could feel it.

This was fear. He was higher in cultivation that Chiron, but for some reason, this armless boy that was not even yet 11 or 12 had made him feel genuine fear.

And it made him angry.

He swallowed hard as he contemplated what to do.

After all, he had already released his Totem, but that feeling still lingard.

He felt like a rat with an Eagle above his head.

"Prince Victor!" a voice was suddenly heard and Victor turned sharply in that direction.

It was a maid.

Victor coughed awkwardly as he adjusted his tunic, "Yes! what is it!?"

"Forgive me, your highness. you seem busy!"

He waved a hand, "it's no problem. I and my nephew were just having a conversation. What is it!?" he frowned.

"I was told to inform you that..." the maid bowed her head as she spoke, "erm, they are ready!"

"huh!? can't you talk!?"

"forgive me, your highness!" she bowed, "I was told to inform you that your Special guests have arrived for their afternoon session with you!"

"Oh! why didn't you just say so." he walked up to the maid and gave her a resounding slap to the face.

She fell on the ground as he walked pass her and left the place.

some blood fell from her lips due to the slap.

She stood up and bowed in the direction he went before turning to leave.

"Wait!" Chiron called to her. she paused, entered the room and bowed.

Chiron stood up and walked towards her.

As he approached, she fidgeted and attempted taking a step back. However he was fast.

"I'm sorry about my uncle's behavior."

she nodded and bowed as she made conscious attempt to avoid looking at him.

Chiron noticed this and he smiled, "don't worry, I understand your worry, but as you can see, I don't even have arms. I couldn't even hurt a fly if I wanted to," he gave a self mocking laugh.

The assurance in the intonation of his voice made her raise her head to him.

She saw the smile on his face, and it made her smile a bit, but then when she looked at his shoulders, her expression changed.

Chiron took note of this. it made him have a sly smile. She had pity clearly written on her face.

Chiron willed and a piece of cloth appeared from the storage.

"Here!" Chiron presented the cloth to her. she nodded in thanks as she took one end of it and wiped the blood off her lips.

Chiron could see that her expression had eased a bit.

"What is your name?"

"I'm Tanta." she spoke softly.

"Tanta, please to meet you. I'm Chiron."

"I know!" she bowed to him, "please forgive me. I have to go now..."

she turned and was about leave however, Chiron stopped her with a foot in her path.

"my uncle, what special guests his he having?"

"Forgive me, I'm not supposed to say!" she immediately turned an easily passed his side and out of the room.

As she did, the cloth she used to wipe the blood fell on the ground.

Chiron picked it up with his feet. He looked at the blood on it, and then he smiled a bit.

Victor really did not know who he had just challenged.

The moment he had entered the room, Chiron was already ready for him.

Victor had a higher cultivation that Chiron. However, that did not mean he was as dangerous.

It is said that people that live by the blade can sense when one is leaving it's scabbard.

It was the same with Victor.

Chiron was far younger. But he had bathed in violence and blood for most of his life.

That was years of miserable pain and scheming climbing up the ladder of power.

Every step stained with his blood and those of his enemies.

Yet, he was relentless.

Meanwhile, Victor had enjoyed his high and mighty position that he was birthed into.

He had been born a prince and had access to hundreds of cultivation materials that allowed for his growth.

He had not gone through true the batism of an actual Battle that could challenge his life.

There was a reason why a rat that had hustled it's way for it's daily bread could frighten an elephant.

However, in Chiron's case, he was more than a rat.

As of the time Victor was still contemplating whether to kill Chiron or not, Chiron had already sealed his Fate in his mind. All that was remaining, was the execution process.

Sometimes, the difference in strength was not power, but the ability to act.

However, Chiron knew even if he wanted to do such a thing, it was not yet time.

And so he paused.

....

That Evening, a maid brought Chiron's dinner to the room.

Once She left, he called for Carla.

"Go on, tell me what you've learnt."

She nodded, "The Vandora kingdom. is made up six major tribes. All of which are represented by a cored beast. There are the Giant Gorilla tribe, the Horned Eagle Tribe, the Gentle Swallow tribe, the Double Tiger Tailed tribe, and the Double Lion Head Tribe."

Chiron raised a brow at her, "But that is only five tribes!"

"The sixth tribe is sometimes regarded as a Minority tribe. The Last tribe is called the Gaint Untamed Snake tribe. They were the former rulers of the kingdom three generations ago. But Lost favor in the eyes of the then new King after a coup by the Double Lion Tribe."

Chiron nodded his head, "What of the minor tribes?"

"There are almost six minor tribes under each major tribe. Of course, this does not include the Gaint Untamed Snake tribe. They only have two that have remained loyal to them."

"Hmmm!" If Chiron had arms, he would have stroked his chin as the silhouette of a plan formed in his head.

"what about their alliances!?"

"This is relative to the situation and benefits. However, the Gaint Untamed Snake tribe have tried to stay away from the decision making matters of the state for a long time now. The last time they did anything note worthy was when the King married from the tribe. However, they were Desperate back then for their survival. They were being oppressed by the other tribes and would have fallen completely if the tribal chief's daughter had not found favor in the eyes of the current king."

Chiron listened as Carla told him all that she had found out. After which he summoned Emma and she did the same thing.

However, before Chiron slept that night, a messaged came to him.

it was a woman with Totems that were tattooed all over her face and hands.

This woman had a long thin stick that went through her nostrils and her eyes reminded Chiron of those of a cat.

"The Elder shaman has Summoned you!"