Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Tuis was lost for words after being bombarded by Mo Fan’s series of accusations.
Most people in the Parthenon Temple were respectful toward Tuis because they were asking his clan for favors, but that was never Mo Fan’s concern. As a matter of fact, Mo Fan thought Tuis was already asking too much when he wanted to be involved in the Parthenon Temple’s ceremony and dance with Asha’ruiya. That was never part of the ritual!
There were people who totally agreed with Mo Fan, but it was only the silent minority.
“I have learned the skills to defeat the Tyrant Titans from my ancestors. The Tyrant Titans will soon reach their rejuvenating phase, and will soon make their comeback and invade Greece. When the time comes, my abilities will help Greece retain its peace!” Tuis declared proudly after collecting his thoughts.
“I see. Everyone is turning a blind eye to your misbehavior because you can suppress the Tyrant Titans. I’ve killed some of them too,” Mo Fan scoffed dismissively.
“You’ve killed some of them? Hah, it must have been the weak Blue Star Tyrant Titans. I’m talking about the Silver Moon Tyrant Titans or the Golden Sun Tyrant Titans, you imbecile!” Tuis snarled.
“You two, it’s the Snow Festival today. It’s supposed to be a joyful day with lots of blessings. You shouldn’t be picking on one another because of a little conflict. You might be hot-tempered because of your young age, but you can easily forgive one another by taking a step back…” intervened Valentine, who had recently been promoted to a Great Muse.
“I’m sorry, Great Muse, our clan will never take a step back when a nobody like him is dishonoring us. I hope the Parthenon Temple will give me a proper explanation!” Tuis snarled.
“Mister Mo Fan, Tuis only said something inappropriate because he was full of youthful vigor. Why don’t you give me some face?” the Great Muse asked Mo Fan politely.
“Not a problem, I can promise you I won’t beat him up until the end of the banquet,” Mo Fan agreed.
“How amusing, do you really think you are unbeatable just because you beat Zu Xiangtian? Zu Xiangtian is only a little clown who keeps promoting himself on the surface. The real experts normally stay in seclusion in ancient and sacred places. They will never have duels with anyone just for show!” Tuis responded instantly.
“Stop uttering nonsense, then, and let’s have a fight!” Mo Fan rubbed his palms expectantly.
“Humph, how reckless can you be? I already told you my specialty is fighting the Tyrant Titans. I don’t use my abilities on ruffians like you!” Tuis mocked him.
Tuis did not think he was the strongest in the world, but he did not have to stand at the top of the world. He just needed to master the abilities which the whole of Greece and the Parthenon Temple depended on!
The Tyrant Titans would forever be the Parthenon Temple’s biggest enemy, and his abilities were specifically useful against the Tyrant Titans. The Parthenon Temple needed his power. Even the Saintesses had to fawn upon him, and that alone was enough!
What could Mo Fan even do? The strongest young Mage in the world? Even if he could defeat every young Mage in the world, he was still incomparable to the Tuis!
Being able to bring peace to the Parthenon Temple was the same as bringing peace to all its believers!
“My specialty is teaching assh**** like you a lesson, but when you say it like that, I think I’m being a bully to pick on a nobody like you as the most honorable young Mage in the world,” Mo Fan was happy to reply.
Tuis felt like his lungs were about to explode. He had never met anyone so shameless!
What did he mean by the most honorable young Mage in the world? And did this commoner just call him a nobody?! The Tuis had existed around the Mediterranean Sea for over a thousand years! Their clan had only moved away from the public eye because of the restrictions applied to Forbidden Mages!
They were not a bunch of nobodies; they were at the top of the world!
How ignorant was this Mo Fan!?
“Are you saying that you can beat me if we are going up against the Tyrant Titans?” Tuis said after calming his thoughts.
“It would be a one-sided victory,” Mo Fan confirmed.
“HAHAHA!” Tuis burst out laughing like a female goose, as if it was the stupidest thing he had ever heard.
Tuis did not want to waste his time arguing with Mo Fan any further. He turned around and bowed at Great Muse Valentine, “Great Muse, it turns out that the Parthenon Temple already has a better option to get rid of the Tyrant Titans. There’s no reason for me to stay here any longer. You just need to send him to the Aegean Sea in spring to retain its peace!”
Valentine could only smile wryly. She knew it would come down to this if the argument continued.
Tuis was extremely proud of himself, and would not tolerate Mo Fan’s actions. As for Mo Fan, a person who had dared to start a bloodbath at the Parthenon Temple was obviously not afraid of Tuis either, especially since Xinxia had already made it clear that she was annoyed by Tuis.
“Did you two really have to chase away the person I worked so hard to convince to come here?” Asha’ruiya had to say.
It was not the outcome Asha’ruiya had expected. She was the one who had invited Tuis over. Tuis was going to do her a favor, so she would try her best to satisfy Tuis’ requests.
“Tuis!” a knight who had remained silent throughout the exchange spoke up.
The knight was wearing Golden Sun Armor, and bore the badge of a Hall Master. His blue hair stood out among the crowd.
“Uncle!” Tuis did not dare to misbehave in front of the knight, and bowed respectfully.
“Take back your words,” Poseidon ordered him.
“But he was disrespecting our clan!…” Tuis protested.
“There are many ways to solve the problem, but you have let your emotions affect your decisions!” Poseidon stated grimly.
“Yes, yes, they are both young men, so it’s normal for them to be competitive. Our Parthenon Temple is the same as the Magic Association. We encourage competition between young Mages. Poseidon, since you are leading the army in the war against the Tyrant Titans, we shouldn’t let the others think the young Mages of the Parthenon Temple are only a boastful bunch after how the two of them claimed to be so reliable tonight. Let them take part in the war. Since they are so keen to see who’s better, why don’t we set up a competition for them based on their achievements during the war?” Great Muse Valentine proposed.
“I had the same thought too,” Poseidon agreed.
“The war?” Mo Fan was startled.
Holy crap, I was just putting on airs to scold the assh***. How did I end up signing up for war?