Celestial Bloodline

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Kyle glanced at Alec and Nine, then tilted his head with a thoughtful expression. He also glanced at the others.

"Hmm, can you all empty the divine and spiritual energy in your bodies?"

Alec furrowed his brows in confusion. They wanted to have a conversation with Kyle to make sure he would not put his life at risk again, but he was abruptly shifting the topic.

"Why?"

Kyle didn't reply to him and flicked his fingers with a solemn look. Immediately, symbols began to appear around him.

He closed his eyes for a moment and created another powerful array around the building they were in. An array that would conceal all types of energies within.

Asher leaned back in his chair and glanced at the silver-haired man.

"What are you doing?"

He couldn't make sense of the symbols Kyle created, but just like the others, he saw how they spread out in all directions.

Kyle grabbed a knife and a fist-sized fruit from his mind space. The moment he took out the fruit, a wave of pure spiritual energy erupted in the lobby. Immediately, all eyes narrowed at the fruit because they could sense immense spiritual power from it.

"I found a treasure that can boost spiritual energy stat and soul strength a while back. However, it wasn't useful to me, so I kind of ignored it. Now that I was looking for some treasures for Bia in my mind space, I saw it and thought it would be better to share."

He stretched out his hand towards Zron, who was seated at a table in the distance.

"Plate?"

Seeing the knife and fruit in Kyle's hand, everyone understood his intentions. Zron's expression turned sour when he saw that, among so many people present, Kyle was singling him out to do the task!

That kid had zero respect for his elders! He was itching to blurt it out, but considering it was Kyle, he held back and just handed over an empty plate to him.

There was silence in the room interrupted by Nine, who tapped the table to grab Kyle's attention as he started cutting the fruit.

"Hey, it's just a spiritual treasure. We could have consumed it later. You sure have a talent for changing the topic, huh?"

He rubbed his forehead with a sigh.

"I get it, you are the strongest of us all. And I can also see you don't want to explain why you risked your life in the tomb, but I hope next time you at least give us a heads-up before doing something crazy. We are not that weak. We can have your back."

He got up and headed towards the stairs to find an empty room in the building.

"I'm going upstairs to take a break. Please don't disturb me-!"

His words were abruptly cut off as someone suddenly grabbed his shoulder. Nine blinked and turned his head, only to see the silver-haired man. He hadn't even noticed when Kyle got up from his seat.

"What?"

He swatted Kyle's hand away and asked with a raised eyebrow. Just moments ago, observing the indifferent expression on the silver-haired man's face, he thought that Kyle genuinely didn't care if his actions caused concern to those around him.

Kyle stared at the man in front of him. He closed his eyes for a second.

"I am sorry. I appreciate that so many people are always concerned for me, even though sometimes I feel I don't deserve it. I didn't even tell you all that I lost my old memories, and you had to find out from Azazeal. I can't promise, but I will try to give you a heads-up next time before I do something risky."

Nine observed the sincerity in the green eyes fixed on him. His lips twitched slightly, threatening to curl upward into a smirk, but he maintained a stoic look.

"Oh, now you're sorry? And who are you to decide if you deserve our concern or not? It's up to us to decide, okay! Not to mention, even now you say you can't guarantee that you will let us know if you put yourself into another life-threatening situation, huh?"

He narrowed his eyes when he noticed Kyle's face shift to a serious demeanor. The silver- haired man reached out and grabbed his shoulders to stare into his eyes.

"I can't promise because I know... I am going to do it again, put my life in danger, especially when it involves Azazeal. I can't change who I am because I don't remember my past self. I hope you and everyone else can accept the new me."

Nine's eyes crinkled with mirth as he watched the expression on Kyle's face. The mirth dancing in his golden eyes made the silver-haired man to narrow his gaze at him. Nine burst into a chuckle and punched him on the shoulder.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it? You just had to say it. We can understand, you know. Give me a hug now."

He extended his arms but tsked when Kyle moved back like always, proving once again he really doesn't like physical contact.

"So you can grab my shoulders, but I can't even get a friendly hug in return? That's pretty unfair, don't you all think?"

Nine looked at the others sitting around them who couldn't help but smile at the exchange he had with Kyle. They all just wanted to hear Kyle's thoughts, like why he did what he did. He wasn't obliged to follow their lead. He had the freedom to choose his path, but they just hoped he would ask for help when things got too risky.

Nine returned to his seat with a satisfied expression, sat down, and then motioned for Kyle to take his place.

"Come, sit down. Let's savor some delicious food and wine. I'm going to leave the Sacred Divine Land tomorrow to go meet my girlfriend on the elven planet. Who knows when we will see each other again after we parted ways."

Kyle's eyes softened, and with a sigh, he sat back in his seat.

Nine suddenly noticed Alec and Bia's fixed gaze on the fruit the silver-haired man had been cutting earlier but left on the plate.

He could understand Bia's interest as a foodie, but he was puzzled by Alec's intense focus on the fruit. With a smirk, he nudged Alec's shoulder.

"What's going on? Why are you spacing out? Are you tempted by the fruit? Well, it does seem quite powerful with all the spiritual energy it's radiating."