IDOLIZING CHAOS

New daily routine, Invitation to the capital! part 2

   In the Kriegar Family Mansion, a large flat training ground was staged with a weapon rack and a large resting pavilion on opposite sides. Children were always seen training vigorously and practicing their martial arts techniques and foot work. 

    These children were either the young nobles of the Kriegar Family mansions or the commoners who had been tested and found to have a high aptitude for cultivation. Like several other larger houses in the Joran Kingdom and even beyond, the Kriegars would 'secretly' search all of the Joran Kingdom and even neighbouring kingdoms for talented children in either commoner families or small unaffiliated houses. 

      While the Kriegars looked pitiful on the surface, everyone knew they still had vast networks and connections in the Joran Kingdom and even Blue Wing Empire as a whole! 

   70 years ago, although the King knew he couldn't move hard against them and wipe all of the Family, he still tired by all means to separate the members of the household to far away places, forcefully marrying some young men and women to other larger houses in the Joran Kingdom to act as a deterrent towards the Kriegars. Some he gave lowly posts and drove them far away from the capital while others were, as the Earl, thrown into the army in hopes that they'll die in a bloody battle. 

   But who were the Kriegars! This family had the blood of the Ancient Warriors flowing through them and once in a while a Genius would be born into the family with god given talent... Awakening the families Bloodline techniques!. Just as Aeries,  their spiritual root were always demoted as Gold... Representimg the Body path, and they were all strong warriors, invincible in battle and strong as an ox...  It was in fact their godly achievements on the battle field that got them to the top of the food chain.. 

   The only downside Aiiya.. Was that they were born to be forever brutes, following the chained way of their ancestors and without any bit of elegance or wits or con. The only way they would solve a puzzle piece was to break it to pieces.. And if given a chance to choose between two or more doors, simple, just play a game of Mini Mani MO and choose a random door.. What pain racking your brain trying to be like Robert Casterby or the Pazzi Family, it just don't end well for trickstars and the seemingly wise scholars.

   But even at that, a Swordman is not born with the sword, nor a musician with the flute.. In this kind of brutal world; Iron would bend, so also people can be molded. People like Earl Thorres had come off with series of moves to ursurp the throne and his trickery was like a crunching tiger... Waiting for the chance to strike. 

  Every two years a secret search would be made to find lots of hidden or unrefined genius in the slums and bring them up to be godly cultivators.. They'll receive the teachings of the afflilated Lome cultivators and home their skills to the perfection... Even then countless resources would be sent to the brightest ones and the family would even go as far as marrying their daughters or sons to them to forever tighten them to this loop of a family. 

     In the same day, the once bustling training arena was now silent and the pavilion was filled with chattering children with 18 of them dressed in noble attires and carried with them a hint of scorn for the rest of the world.. 

  Know the Martial Arena now only three people could be seen, a graying man with his brows lifted up in disdain, a young boy of 15 with an air of arrogance all directed to the third person, a youth of 13 with flailing Azure hair that covered part of his eyes and proceeded to drape over his shoulders. He was in a somewhat thoughtful position and would sigh in some intervals. 

  What he was thinking, bestknowned to everyone was a very crucial matter! Although he had been in this family for months now.. He still didn't know the names of the Earl's children.... His own siblings!  What sort of weird concept was that. 

  'One shouldn't be blamed.. Who knew this father of mine could have so many children like chickens!... Coupled with my anomia and this former Aeries lack of interest in his family, I haven't got a slightest idea about my family members.' he cried in his mind.. 

"Oi. Young master, don't chicken out now alright!" Mr Charles sneered leaving Aeries dumbfounded. 

'You're a grown up man for heaven's sake! Why behave like a 4 year old and start blabbing around.'

Immediately whispers of doubt could be heard from the pavilion as the kids began gossiping amongst themselves. Although they had heard about Aeries breakthrough, it seemed so superficial and unreal to them. 

"Of all people to breakthrough at such young age, the heavens chooses this way ward Slick pants with no respect for cultivation to give.. When we toiled every morning yet we haven't even broken through.. This" intense heart pain! This also shows that there was naught like harmony in this family. 

  "Okay. Let's start."

"Wait a moment!" Erhard shouted domineeringly

"Wait what, Eh? Wait what... You bald grandson, not even listening to the authority of the house! Your father did not even speak to me this way yet you come over with your young bald head to sprout nonsense.. Tell us what you want now.. As you can see am a very busy man!" The angered Aeries roared out with enough strength to pick up a young calf from the ground. Although he didn't use his Qi, it still reverberated all through the Martial Arena.. 

"You.. So ungrateful! You want to Anger this old man to death! " The first person to wake from this rude words was the very Charles "I had thought that those rumors zooming about on the streets were fake.. But seeing you now. Aiiya... What made you leave your own problems to poke on someone else issue eh! If my son has some slight issues with hair growth how is that your problem... Mind your manners Pei!! "

  Mr Charles was greatly infuriated his hands trembled as he pointed his finger at Aeries .. Not for the hair exactly, since he could always buy expensive potions to slap around the poor boy's head.. It was about the Aeries looked at Erhard pitifully while calling him grandson. 'If my son is your grandson then what do that make me.. Eh! My chest hurts greatly just thinking about this insult!'

  In fact the whole Arena was silenced.. Such unsculptured words.. Truly a way ward child. 

"You! Why do you have to go so far!.. So what. Are you better looking than me..... I.... This..... Forget this trash talking real men compete in blows"  Erhard stammered at the end of his sentence.. Looking at the bright cubby face of Aeries all traces of holding back vanished... 'with such handsome.. Scholarly look. Just the heavens blessing you again that you were born in such a household, if if was me I would have been as beautiful as flowers! " At the age of 15, one would always be unruly and not like to back down in any competition. 

  In fact all the boys felt this way as well, like the girls were brooding over the fact that he was a slick pants... Although he had a handsome face and high potential. At the end he was still born to be a slick pants, these girls had always had the normal mindsets of a handsome cultured prince coming to sweep them off to whatever royal dreamland they could formulate. 

  "Finally you're talking something sensible. Let's start right away I have other things to do okay... One two thr..."

"Stop first.. I I wanted to say that if you lost what would you do to placate me" Erhard said with sweat dripping from his face. What Barbarian... Why would someone like that be so favoured. 

"Ehn? Oi.. What crazy nonsense are you trying to fire up here.. Gosh.. Tell me. What do you want? "

"Since young master Aeries face is a bright as the sun.. Smiling like shooting stars.. Receiving worship every where he goes... With his eyes... "

"Yamero! Stop! Just.. Just quickly say whatever bet you want. No need to bait me to it with all those words.. Please it's something only a very lustful teenager can write for a secret love letter. What face.. What were you going to say bout my eyes now eh? "

 The embarrassed Son then turned around to inquire of his father.. 

"*Ehem *Coughs* Young Master, if you lose we only want you to swear you're going to stop this your waywardness and follow me to meet other talented youth's to train in seclusion for just one year. We guaranteed your all through turnaround." The face of the father was deep red in shame. He was the one who came up with those phrases to praise Aeries and now saying his work was like a teenager's love letter.. 

   He wrote this phrases for Aeries.. Does that make him lustful! Ahhhhhhhhh This was akin to the stabbing him in his throat. 

"Oho... I agree. Let's start now... No wait a moment"

"What do you mean Young Aeries.. You've already accepted. Can't go back on your words!" the happy faces of the duo quickly turned sour. 

 "Humph.. What do I have to fear.. Just a flicking hairless brat trying to fight against me.. Didn't I beat him before.. Tell me, if I win what would you guys give to me. He he"