Return of the Lost One

Julius' Intention

“What a good skill. His body must be extraordinarily strong compared to his peers...” Jason thought as he gazed at the figure of Dugo who was already reaching the land below. He must admit that he had a good impression of this kid.

After taking a nod, and with his gaze still fixed at Dugo, he opened his mouth as he suddenly asked the little princess, “What do you think of him, little princess?”

The little princess didn't reply immediately as she stared at the faraway Dugo instead. It was as if she was reminiscing the scene earlier and the way Dugo acted towards them. Trying her best to wear a nonchalant expression, she replied unhurriedly, “He must be strong and skilled. Far better than me and my brother. Although he is only a slave, he must have already seen and survived the cruelty of this world. That is something that I am afraid that I can't do with my current ability.”

“Ugh, Julia. You are overestimating him too much. Can't you see that he is just only a brat who is being lost here? How can a mere slave be better than us?” The young prince who seemed couldn't hold his tongue at all, snorted disdainfully. How could his little sister make such a remark? This was something that he would never accept even if he was beaten up by his father.

“Oh? Since big brother Julius said so, why don't you jump down as well just like what he did?” The little princess who appeared to be Julia didn't get angry this time. But instead, she smiled slightly as she provoked her big brother, who was named Julius, into jumping on that cliff.

“Hmph! That's easy.” Julius who was easily provoked jumped down from the back of his horse as he went to the very edge of the cliff. But when he stood in there and saw how steep it was, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat. And when a few pebbles fell from where his feet were, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine. He involuntary took a step back as his face went pale and cold. He turned around stiffly but when he saw Julia smiling at him, he couldn't help forcing a smile with twitching lips.

“I-I... Why would I copy him? Uncle Jason is here with us so why would I waste my time and energy into doing something as meaningless as that?!” Julius had immediately found an excuse as he hurriedly climbed back on the back of his horse. It even appeared that he didn't say anything disgraceful as he had his head held high.

“Uncle, let's not waste our time here. That brat had already wasted our time long enough. It can't be that we are going to go back now just because that brat appeared before us?” And to change the subject, and for his earlier act to be forgotten, he didn't forget to add cream on the crop.

But then, although he didn't want to admit it, he was subconsciously astonished by the ability of that kid. And everyone knew that he hated anyone better than him. And since that kid appeared to be better, he naturally wouldn't be happy with it.

At that moment, one thought entered Julius' mind. His eyes suddenly turned extremely cold and hostile as he gazed at the forest covered in a purple mist.

“Once I meet you again, I will make sure that you will be dead,” Julius muttered in his heart. Recalling the scene earlier, he still couldn't accept that there is someone in the world who is much better than him in such a feat. What was even worse was that that someone was only a mere slave. How could he accept something like that?

It was still fine if that kid was also royalty from the other kingdom just like him. But since the case was he was a slave, he just found it hard to accept it. If someone like him came to light, then he would only be a laughingstock. That was something that he would never accept.

No matter what, that kid must die. If his uncle Jason and the others didn't want to do it, then he would find a way to make it happen. Although the other party was quite skilled by acting as a mysterious and had some ability, with his own ability, Julius was confident that he could kill that kid very easily. One must know that he was royalty and was a direct descendant at that. He inherited a bloodline that he was so proud of. With it, he was confident that his strength would be above his peers.

“Uncle Jason, let's go.” Having thought about it, Julius said calmly. It even appeared that he had no malicious intent. But if one looked at him intently, one would notice that his eyes were filled with killing intent as he was itching to spill blood.

“Alright,” Jason responded with a slight smile. Although he could tell what Julius was thinking, he made it appear that as if he didn't notice it at all.

After a moment, Jason snapped his fingers as all the five of them and their horses floated in the midair. Shortly after, all of them levitated down the cliff without any difficulty at all.

***

Meanwhile...

“I hope that we don't see each other again,” Dugo Zugath who had kept his distance away from the group of people he met earlier, was now running into the woods. Of course, he didn't forget to be careful as his gaze was always sweeping in his surroundings, taking cautious of the possible danger around.

In any case, he must admit that he was pretty lucky this time. Learning the fact that that group of people he met earlier was royalty from a certain kingdom, he really was relieved that he had tricked them and managed to stay away. Otherwise, with their status, it was more than possible for them to kill a slave like him in just a whim. That was something Dugo Zugath had learned at the young age he had. Those who had a higher status always stood mightily while on the other hand, those who were below were always trampled mercilessly.

The world was truly cruel and was never been fair.

As long as there was a pyramid, and those with a higher status were always at the top, the world would never be fair. Fairness only existed in myth. That was what Dugo believed firmly.

But that was something Dugo Zugath wasn't whining about. He already accepted that the ways of this world were like that a long time ago. His eyes were already opened and had seen the cruel world at a very young age. What was even worse was that he had seen it from the very bottom. And he knew full well that whining, or cursing the God above, wouldn't do any good at all. The world wouldn't change just because he hated it.

That was why instead of whining, Dugo Zugath decided to use the ways of the world. If those who had powers stood mightily above, then he would definitely be stronger no matter what. Even if fate itself was blocking his way, and misfortunes kept entangling him, he would persevere and overcome it all with his own effort. He would never beg anyone to ask for help even from the God above.

Swoosh!

Dugo Zugath continued to run into the woods. His figure swept past trees and grasses as he thought about life in this world. His eyes gleamed in cold glint as one could easily tell the determination imbued in them.