Aleen was well aware that Chiron had taken part in the tests. In fact, Nora had told him how Chiron had done marvelously well regardless of the fact that he had no Dantain to cultivate Spirit energy.
However, at the end of the day, Chiron was still brought back home looking like a snowman with all the many bandages around his body.
Just like anyone that had not been there and had heard the rumors of Chiron's feats during the test, Aleen did not believe.
Even after he was told that Chiron managed to win three blue beast cores from Elder Joules.
However, seeing as how Elder Ellen had rushed to his home to see his son, he was starting to believe that there was more than what meant the eye with Chiron.
After all, Aleen was not a fool. It was only natural for his subconscious mind to observe the things that happened around him.
This was a normal thing for any cultivator that loved life.
Even though he believed Chiron to be useless because of his inability to cultivate spirit energy, he still watched as Chiron pushed his body past normal limits.
Aleen felt as if there was something about his son he was not in on, but he just could not put a finger on it.
And he was right. As the saying went, "bread crumbs must drop when one eats a loaf." At the moment, Aleen's curiosity was letting him catch on to those bread crumbs.
Aleen remained outside as Emma had requested.
Meanwhile, Chiron and Elder Ellen looked one another in the eyes.
In this eye lock, Elder Ellen even activated her Elemental energy a little, in other to threaten him, but Chiron did not break the eye lock.
After a few seconds of silence had ensured, she suddenly had an evil grin at the side of her mouth.
"So you want to make a deal with me!?" She asked as she twirled her hair with a finger like a shy girl in the presence of her crush.
And then, her smiling face suddenly froze, and with incredible speed, she moved.
In truth, Chiron had not even seen how she did it or when she did it. All he knew was that he could feel her tight slender gripping fingers around his neck.
"FUCK!" Chiron cursed in his head. However, he did not say anything. Neither did he complain.
He just remained staring into her eyes.
"How dare you!? a child that barely knows how to whip his own ass. Before my eyes, you are not even worthy of wiping my shoe. You are nothing but a little pile of shit under my foot!"
However, when she was done talking, Chiron still said nothing. Her grip around his neck was so tight that her fingers dug through the bandages and little bits of blood slowly turned the parts she held red.
It was difficult for Chiron to breathe and he could clearly feel that the oxygen to his brain had been significantly reduced. However, he still did not break eye contact.
In fact, his eyelids did not so much as shake.
Although he maintained a strong stance against this cultivator that could break his neck like breaking a twig, internally, he was holding as tight as he could.
Of course, he could have thought of this. Ellen was hundreds of years old. There was no way just a few words of his and some acting cool would be enough to win her.
Just then, in the midst of his pain, an idea sprouted inside his head.
And then once again, he slowly resumed his smile. And then his eyes moved. Ellen's eyes subconsciously moved with his to stare at what he was looking at.
It was the bowl of water he was drinking by the side.
Chiron's mouth moved. It was lowly and in truth, he only barely mentioned the word.
However, a Rune suddenly appeared on the surface of the water, boiling it into water vapor.
Elder Ellen watched as the grip around his neck slowly eased and then, she leaped back.
Her finger pointed shakenly to the bowl, "Rune... Rune Speak...!" She stammered.
And then she looked at Chiron.
Of Course, she knew the Ancient Language of Runes. How could she not? She was hundreds of years old. And had been in existence since the last war.
She was also aware of the difficulty of this act.
Chiron giggled a little. He stretched for the empty bowl. Carefully and slowly, he fetched some more water and drank it all.
And then, he looked at her again, "I can help you. Do you want it or not!?"
Chiron spoke calmly, but at this stage, every word that came out of his mouth added to her respect for him.
She did not know that at the moment, Chiron had just forcefully swallowed a lump of blood.
Just now, he had used the Elven tongue, and then, he had Rune speak. Naturally, he was supposed to be coughing out blood like a spitting Lama.
However, he forcefully held back the natural impulse to do so.
Elder Ellen had been so caught up with what was happening. If not, she would have noticed that Chiron's fists were molded tightly. He had to distract his mind with the pain of his fingers piercing into his flesh for him to take control of his gag reflex to cough out blood.
Elder Ellen could not help but look at him and mutter, "Godchild! are you a... Godchild!?"
A Godchild was the physical manifestation of a God in the world. Essentially, the person was the god's Avatar. Anybody could be a Godchild. It all depended on Compatibility etc.
The last time there were rumors of any GodChild, was actually during that great war with the Elven race. Godchildren were favored. Rumors had it that some could touch mud and turn it into gold.
Other rumors had it that there were heavenly favored. Just one GodChild could see the rise of a country to the top in only a couple of years.
Likewise, offending them brought about great calamity.
The moment she said it, Chiron hooked on to her words. He smiled and nodded.
"Well! if you believe that, who I'm I to tell you that you are wrong?" Chiron thought to himself.
As long as it kept her in check, he did not mind if she even called him a monster. Since she thought he was a Godchild, then that meant that he was a Godchild.
After all, at the end of the day, People believed what they wanted to believe. Not what was truly true, but what was true based on their perception.
Elder Ellen did not know that she had just made Chiron's work easier for him.
Elder Ellen immediately dropped to her knees had bowed before him.
"Forgive me great one. I did not know! Please forgive me. I have offended you."
Chiron regardless of the pain in his body slowly stood up and then walked towards her.
He reached her and raised her chin towards his, he bit a finger and drew the blood mark on his palm before presenting it to her face.
This was it. The straw that broke the camel's back.
She now totally believed that Chiron was a GodChild. This move Chiron had Just made, was a ceremony of ancient times.
There was no way a child of eight or even his father or the chief of the clan could know it.
It was a Ceremony that Godchildren did to show that they had acknowledged a particular fellow.
Elder Ellen was very familiar with this ceremony.
According to the best of her knowledge, Chiron was a Godchild.
Although she did not know why a Tamashi that could not cultivate was chosen to be a Godchild, she did not care. After all, who was she to question the ways of the gods?
The only thing on her mind at the moment was gratefulness that She had not only met a savior in such a time of need but had also found favor in Chiron's eyes.
"Listen to me!" Chiron cautioned her carefully, "I do not want anyone, not even the chief to know of my existence here. It is not yet time for me to reveal myself. Do you understand!?"
"Yes! My lord!" She responded.
"Good!" Chiron nodded. "From this moment on, you are now my daughter." He dropped two drops of his blood in her mouth.
She was so grateful for this that tears actually ran down her eyes.
Chiron nodded as he helped her wipe them. "Firstly, go home and prepare this," Chiron took a paper and wrote down some herbs, "blend them and drink. It will temporarily stop the regress of your cultivation."
She collected it and bowed to him.
Chiron nodded, "When you come tomorrow, we shall talk about the other matters."
Without waiting for her to say anything, Chiron waved his hand, dismissing her. As she left, his words reached her, "make sure you take it immediately and come back tomorrow."
She nodded as she hurried out.
The moment she left and closed the door, Chiron could not hold on to the acting again. He fell hard on his back. He breathed heavily and then came the blood coughing.
However, with the blood down the side of his lips, he still smiled.
Elder Ellen had made things easier for him. He did not have to make a deal with her anymore. He could just make demands.
If only this woman knew the kind of plans he had for her.
Save her? Whoever said anything about that? if he so pleased, then maybe, but who knew how saving this one woman would screw up Fate for him again.
After all, he still was without strength. At the moment, all he had was his witts.
So what if she was a beauty? So what if she was alluring?
She was only as useful as he deemed worthy. At the end of the day, she was nothing but a sack of walking, talking meat for his usage...
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