The World Of Demons And Gods

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James, who is the father of Clair, could not even help to tear down as he was doing his best not to burst out crying in front of his daughter, he wants to see him as the pillar of the family, but parting with his daughter had given him a hard time to endure from crying.

Because he doesn't even know how long they would return back here after their task and unite again with his family, he might see his daughter have her own family when he returns and standing up above everyone in the continent next beside to his talented little brother.

Not seeing his kid's achievement in life was very hard for him, but he tried his best not to cry despite his eyes have now turned red and sullen.

He took a step forward and then he stretched his hand forward in grabbing motion.

A sword suddenly materialized as he clutches it.

"Clair, My daughter... This is the custom sword that you have wanted for me to build for you and I pour all of my sweat and blood to forge that sword so keep it well." He said as he slowly reached Clair's soft hand, and slowly puts the custom sword over her palms.

"It has a built-in spatial storage so that you don't need to carry heavy items. I also added some items inside that might help you and even some good luck charm to use at life-threatening moments... You can only use it two times though." James smiled as he explained the things about the sword.

Clair looked the sword on her palm before tightly grabbing it.

As she grabbed the sword, the sword, and her right hand that she used to hold the sword suddenly glowed in a violet-silver color similar to her aura and not long after, the glowing dissipated slowly.

On Clair's right hand on the dorsal side, there was a black symbol tattoo; its shape is crescent representing the moon.

She looked towards her father and when she was about to ask about the tattoo, James talked, "The sword has a spirit inside, and have just made a contract with you. With that, no one else could use that sword and it can even come to you whenever you go if you lost this thing." He said with a smile.

(A.N: Basically, it is like Thor's hammer.)

Clair was surprised in amazement when she heard that. Because she did not know, such a thing exists.

This is amazing... Father, mother... I wonder what are you guys? Why did you have this much knowledge if you are living in this small village on the outskirts of the kingdom... Clair thought to herself, as she looked both at her parents.

She then stared at the beautiful shiny scabbard of the sword and it was beautifully designed! At the locket of the scabbard, there is a trademark of James, which is a black rose and a lion symbol.

While grabbing the scabbard with her other hand, she held the hilt of the sword then pulled the blade out.

*Shing~*

The silver sharp blade suddenly flares with a cold glint of light when it leaves the scabbard because of the reflection of the moon above.

The hilt was comfortable to hold and its design was at finest! Even the guard has a carving of a crescent moon on it. Clair smiled as she saw this, "It's perfect..." She muttered softly.

Clair would surely treasure a sword that her father had solely forged it for her. Clair liked swords, this sword in her hand would make it perfect to decorate her room, and of course, she would not do that. Her father, James, had taught that a sword is made to kill and stab, it is not a furniture, and it is a weapon.

Still, deep inside, she badly wants to decorate it.

Shaking her head and removing the idea that she had come up with, she looked at both of her parents, "Father, mother... I will use this not to kill the innocent but use it to purge the evil. And this sword would be my guide that I should lead my life to protect people." She said seriously, her eyes were profound to read and it was actually deep.

Full of determination and pride.

The couple was startled when they saw the look of her eyes but they soon sighed in relief.

"Okay!" Shane clapped, "Dear, you have to leave now and your carriage is waiting outside the gates... and your little brother is waiting there." She said as she smiled while wiping her tears off from her cheeks.

Little brother? Heh, that kid... Clair faintly smiled.

"Mother, Father..." Clair once again gave her parents' one last warm hug before departing, and tears could be seen flowing on her cheeks, "I'll be going now." she said meekly.

"Mn... have a safe trip." Both Shane and James nodded.

Pushing herself away softly, Clair turned her back from her parents and walked away without looking back. As her figure slowly dissipated on the thick fog. Shane looked at James and spoke to him.

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On the foggy road, Clair could be seen slowly walking towards the village gate, her tears are flowing on her cheeks as they drop to the ground in succession, her left hand was covering her beautiful lips and she was trying to suppress her sobs and hiccups.

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When she reached the gates, there was a young man leaning on the huge gates of the village, his arms were crossed together, he wears a thick leather jacket and his appearance on his face was undoubtedly handsome that could make girl's heart skip or jump at first sight.

This young man is no other than Cyrus himself.

Clair looked at him with a surprised look on her face.

Noticing her, Cyrus looked at her with a smile on his face, "Big Sis, you're little late you know." He grunted then chuckled.

Hearing this, Clair chuckled then smiled, "Sorry, it was really hard to say goodbye to our parents that had loved us for so long. You will understand it in the future... Haha, I can't imagine my lil' bro rolling on the road while crying." She laughed as she poked fun at Cyrus.

"Hey! That's exaggerated!" Cyrus shouted as he grumpily said, but then he suddenly laughed, "But sis, I can understand that..." He said as he smiles.

Seeing his innocent smile made Clair felt very warm inside her c.h.e.s.t, taking a slight deep breath. She puts her left hands on her waist, "So, What are you doing here?" She asked.

Cyrus walked towards her and stopped a few feet away from her, with a smile he said, "Obviously, our farewell spar."

Startled, Clair looked at him seriously before giving a smile before putting her sword and her small bag on the side of the road then stretched herself as she looked at Cyrus.

"Okay, I need a little warm up before I could leave... Lil' bro, I'll give you free three strikes." She said while pointing her forefinger at Cyrus.

Clair is more powerful than Cyrus is now and he knew about that, her strength could already defy the human knowledge, and if she were to put in a battlefield. She could defeat thousands of footman slaying them as if nothing!

Her fist alone could deliver 810k kg of raw strength! Let alone her mahika usage, sword skills, tactics, cultivation mode and elemental mode (wind)! Because just one fist could throw a stunning amount of force!

While Cyrus could only deliver a 54k kg of raw strength, but his tactics, martial arts, and sword skills are all terrifying! Still, even with that he still doubted that he would win against her.

Gulping his saliva down to his throat, Cyrus stance himself on battle position and he suddenly activated his [Heavenly Sun Cultivation Mode] as his eyes turned yellowish and his aura exploded with terrifying sensation on it.

His aura alone could make ranks below him scared the crap out of them.

Tightly gripping his hands to fist, with a single leap he suddenly arrived on Clair's front and swung his fist towards her face. His fist where so fast that n.a.k.e.d eyes could barely able to see it.

However...

When his first was only a few inches away from her beautiful face, it suddenly stopped that startled him. Because without even noticing Clair's one finger had already stopped his fist from hitting her.

"Lil' bro, that absolute focus that you had taught me on sword arts is really useful, you know?" Clair smirked.

What happened just now was that Clair used a technique that Cyrus often use to avoid incoming fast strikes for few minutes making everything seemed to be slow, and this technique could be attained when their sword talent had reached terrifying heights.

This technique as Cyrus called it [Absolute Focus].

Damn! Using my techniques against me huh... Cyrus bitterly smiled.

Like Cyrus had thought, he had no chance to win against Clair, even if he activated his Fire mode arts it would not work on her, because her wind achievements have gone powerful too that one single blow of wind could kill Cyrus flames like a candle.

This is also the advantage of [Heavenly Sun and Moon Cultivating Technique]. A normal or high-grade cultivation could only fight one level above them or even two level above them.

Nevertheless, with this Heavenly Sun and Moon Cultivating technique could fight another realm above their realm! Lower rank below then wouldn't do anything even if two had the same cultivation technique, fighting the one who has a higher rank has 000.1% of winning chance, basically almost impossible!

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(A.N: If you are confused, imagine, the one who practice normal grade cultivation technique at Warrior rank at mid-stage, he/she could fight late stage of warrior rank, and if he/she uses High-grade cultivation technique, on the other hand, at mid-stage they could compete at early stages of Knight Rank.

Meanwhile, the Baumgartner Family cultivation technique could fight a realm above them, for example, Cyrus at Warrior rank at middle-stage, he could compete against Knight Rank at middle-stage! So lower rank below him would not do anything even if they use high or normal grade cultivation technique. But if both use the same cultivation technique like both Cyrus and Clair, Cyrus chance of winning a realm above him would instantly drop at 000.1 percent of chance of winning.) (Op-ness at finest)

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After his fist had been blocked by one finger, Cyrus did not stop as he tried to punch her multiple times. Nevertheless, none of them is hitting her face, only her finger.

Taking one step back, Cyrus launched one roundhouse kick. Its speed was extremely fast and 100% of his power had put into it.

*Bang*

A wind shockwave had created as it hit Clair; the fog around them had dispersed away as it vanished.

Cyrus looked at her seriously if he had dealt some damage on her; soon he was startled in amazement.

"Woah, lil' bro, you're really good at martial arts... but..." Clair's voice resounded as she gave a faint smile while looking at Cyrus.

Her right hand was grabbing on Cyrus' foot, stopping his kick without even budging her hand when she grabbed his kick.

"It is not enough... Hmm, although I said I'll give you three free attacks you used multiple fists." She said as she frowns.

When he heard that, Cyrus pulled his feet away and leaped backward fast. Because just now, when he saw her eyes, he felt an extreme danger!

Quickly gathering his anima to perform a fire mode, within a blink of an eye Clair has suddenly appeared in front of him with her right hands ready to flick his forehead, but before she flicked her finger she said, "Okay, that's enough." Then flicked her fingers.

In instant, when her finger has touched Cyrus' forehead, he was suddenly blasted away backward towards outside the gate before crashing on the dirt road. Cyrus did not even have a chance to perform fire mode and suddenly blasted away.

Seeing her brother flew away and crashing outside the gates she was startled, "Wah! Shit, I used too much force." With a single leap, she arrived next to Cyrus.

"I'm sorry!" She said worriedly as she pulled Cyrus away from the ground.

"*Cough*Cough* I'm fine." Cyrus coughed as he smiled at his sister next to him offering him a shoulder.

Looking at her, "Big Sis, wait for me there at the academy okay? If possible go reach the highest class in the academy so that I could easily find you..." Cyrus chuckled as he coughed another one before smiling at her.

"Lil' bro... Mn! Yep, I'll do my best to reach the top there so no one in that academy would bully my cute little brother!" While Cyrus was lending her arms to stand. Clair puffed her pre-developed c.h.e.s.t up as she assured.

'This girl is really determined and serious...' Cyrus thought as he looked at his sister's beautiful face few inches away from him.

"Hahaha." Letting a soft chuckle, Cyrus removed his arms from his sister and stepped back from her, "Big sis, you should hurry now. The sun is up and you only have half a day to get at the terminal at that time it'll be rush hour." He said.

(A.N: Technology exists here, there are trains and airsh.i.p.s, but these transportation vehicles could be seen in large cities... This world is like half renaissance and half industrialization era.)

Deep inside Cyrus, he was very emotional he actually did not want to separate from her because he grew fond of her. Although he could resist it, his face was obvious and showing it, what he actually feels deep inside.

Seeing his reluctant look on his face, Clair sighed.

She walked towards Cyrus and she spreads her arms to give him a soft hug. Cyrus also hugged her tightly before letting go, separating the two. "Wait for me there, Sis." He smiled.

"Yeah, Goodbye, I'll be leaving now." She said softly.

"Mn, Have a safe trip, Sis." Waving his hand, Clair turned around and walked towards her carriage.

The carriage was already there even before Cyrus had come here and had been waiting here for a couple of hours now. Even Cyrus could not help to feel sorry for the human driver.

When she was about to enter the carriage, she looked back to his little brother, "Try to overcome my rank when you got there!" She shouted at him.

"Mn, I won't lose to you, sis!" Cyrus replied as he shouted.

The two did not cry as for they have a chance to meet once again in the future in the academy.

When Clair finally sat inside the carriage as she looked through the window, she could see Cyrus waving at her with a smile on his face, and then she waved at him back slowly.

The coachman who had been butthurt sitting in his seat finally felt a huge release. In addition, on the side of his eyes, there were small beads of tears, 'Finally, I almost completely can't feel my a.s.s huhu.' He thought pitifully as he flicked the horse reins.

When the reins have flicked the b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s of the horses, they finally move out to travel on the road towards the main city.

Soon, the carriage has finally disappeared on Cyrus sight.

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Extra Scene:

Behind the carriage, there was someone in disguise following the carriage as he leaped on the trunks of the trees. Although Clair had dispersed her awareness to sense what is happening outside the carriage, she cannot sense this person in a black cloak.

He was carrying two swords on both of his waists and his aura alone was extremely intimidating as if it was to scale his aura alone could not compare to the combined strength of Cyrus and Clair.

He was a hundred folds powerful than them, or even more folds!

Yes, 'He'... this person in a cloak was a man and if Clair saw it she would easily recognize it. Because this person is no other than James!

His wife, Shane had asked him to follow his daughter until she reached the academy while on a disguise and try to guide her and help her on her way to the academy.

My wife, leave everything to me as our daughter would safely arrive in the academy!