Hastora left the library and walked back towards his uncle's mansion.
"Hey Hastora… are you going straight home?" Zarafel asked him.
"Where else would I go?" he replied, briefly.
"Don't you want to go to the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲?"
Hearing that from Zarafel, Hastora walked out of the path that led to his uncle's mansion, he was now moving towards the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲.
"That's a good idea" he said to Zarafel. He thought it was a good idea, it seemed like he was also a little bored.
"But... how are you going to get into the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲? You're still eight years old, you won't be allowed into the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲 by the battlemage hunter guild" Zarafel asked him.
Hearing Zarafel's words, it turned out that Hastora didn't know about battlemage hunters. 20,000 years ago, there was no such thing as a battlemage hunter mage. There were only battlemages.
"Battlemage hunter? what is that?" he asked curiously.
"What? You don't know?"
"Of course... 20,000 years ago there was no such thing as a battlemage hunter, there were only battlemage mages."
"You're so old... you're out of date" Zarafel said jokingly.
Hastora seemed a little annoyed to hear the word "old", he preferred to stay silent and ignore it. But, he was also curious about battlemage hunters.
"So, how do you explain about battlemage hunters?" he asked curiously.
"Battlemage hunters are a term for a battlemage who is tasked with raiding a 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲, they have to register with a guild to do that" Zarafel replied while explaining in detail.
Hastora seemed to understand it immediately. "Unique" was what he thought of battlemage hunters. However, the problem that was the problem right now was, how could he enter the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲?
"Do you have any ideas Zarafel?" he asked while holding his chin.
"Ideas for what? enter the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲?" Zarafel replied.
"Right... do you have any ideas for entering the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲 without being noticed by the battlemage hunters? he asked. He had thought of many ideas. But none of them were useful.
"Hmm... what if you break through? "
"That's a silly idea"
Hastora kept thinking of ideas to get into the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲. However, one idea came to mind.
"What if we just destroy the guild using destruction magic? that way there will be no one to stop us from entering the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲" he asked. He thought this was the most effective way. However, it still seemed ridiculous, it was because he couldn't use destruction magic with this still weak body.
"You idiot!? You think you can do that with your current body!?" Zarafel shouted angrily.
"You're right" he said to himself. He decided to go back to the path to his uncle's mansion because he had no way to get into the 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲.
He put both his arms in his pants pockets and started walking back.
"... "
He immediately entered the mansion after returning.
"Mother! Where are you" he shouted while calling his mother.
There was no response, Hastora decided to look for his mother upstairs. However, upstairs was also empty. There wasn't a single person here.
Hastora went down from the upstairs and started looking for the backyard. In the backyard, he heard some voices. He walked towards the source of the sound.
"Oh?"
He saw 3 men and 2 women having lunch together in the backyard. They looked happy, Hastora who saw that decided to go back inside and didn't want to spoil the mood.
As Hastora was about to return, suddenly someone grabbed his arm from behind. Hastora who knew that immediately turned around.
"Where are you going? join us" Horn invited. It turned out it was Horn, he saw Hastora who wanted to go back inside. So, he approached him.
"I don't want to spoil the mood... I'll just rest inside" he said calmly.
"What do you mean spoil the mood? don't be shy come join us"
Horn forcibly pulled Hastora's arm towards the dining table. "This is annoying" he muttered to himself.
"Come sit down" Horn said with a wide smile.
Hastora actually didn't want to join. But, because he was already brought here he had to join whether he liked it or not.
"Hastora, tonight we're going to Duke Trian's party, don't go anywhere" said Elsia who had just finished eating.
"Where would I go?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid, you used to run away when I invited you to a party" Elsia said, pointing at him.
"This is annoying" was what he thought. Whether he liked it or not, he had to go to the party tonight. Hastora hated parties. 20,000 years ago when he went to parties, there were always a lot of girls who approach him,even some who invited him to dance. It made Hastora uncomfortable.
Hastora didn't want to stay long, he just drank a glass of tea and left.
He entered the mansion and immediately walked to his room. He entered his room and immediately went to his bed.
"Ughhh... This is tiring" he said while lying on his bed.
"Even 20,000 years ago I didn't feel tired at all when I fought for three months straight"
Hearing that, Zarafel was a little curious, he was curious about who Hastora fought with for three months straight.
"Who did you fight with? Was your opponent very strong? You even fought for three months straight with him" Zarafel asked curiously.
"No... I could have easily killed him then if I wanted to. But, being with him was a little fun".
Hastora smiled slightly when he said that. Zarafel who saw that was a little surprised. "The person who always shows a flat and cold expression can smile slightly?" that's what he thought. However, it seemed that Zarafel was a little interested in Hastora's opponent.
"Can you explain about your opponent?" Zarafel asked curiously.
Hearing that, Hastora didn't mind if he talked a little about his past. He began to tell a little about his past.
"She came from the Draconic Race, and also one of the DragonLords who is an avatar of nature. Draconic is the race of dragons in human form, they can also take on their dragon form using transformation magic. While DragonLord is the highest level of Evolution that can be achieved by the Draconic Race and Dragon" Hastora said while explaining.
"What's the difference between Draconic and Dragon?" Zarafel asked curiously.
"Dragons can't take human form, they also use instincts to survive. While Draconic is a dragon in human form, they can also take on their dragon form using transformation magic, I've explained this above. The only thing that makes Draconic so different is that they can think like humans, unlike dragons who use instincts to survive."
Zarafel seemed to understand that immediately. But, that wasn't the answer to his first question.
"Eh... wait? This is not the answer to my first question you idiot, quickly explain about your opponent!" Zarafel shouted angrily.
Hastora didn't seem angry at Zarafel's words. Instead, he continued to tell a little about his past.
"Her name is Kelara. She came from the Draconic race and is also one of the DragonLords who is an Avatar of nature. Our meeting was also a little ridiculous to me. It started when I went to a dinner party. Suddenly a group of noble women came to me and started asking strange things, even some who invited me to dance, it made me uncomfortable."
"Ho ho... a story from the past? continue your story handsome boy."
"Kelara came to me suddenly, she grabbed my arm and ran away from those noble women. At first I thought she was going to chase me away, but, I was wrong. She was just trying to save me. I and she talked alone under the moonlight, from that moment we both became close friends."
"Yayaya... Continue this is getting more and more interesting" Zarafel said. He became interested in his story.
"We entered the same academy, we even sat next to each other. She always followed me wherever I went. When I asked her why she always followed me, she always answered because I love you."
"Hahahahah... This is great buddy" Zarafel said laughing. He thought this was very fun.
"But, I don't know about the creature called love, I think love is a chocolate, because Kelara always gives me a chocolate when she says she loves me."
Hearing that Zarafel became very angry with Hastora. He thought that Hastora's way of thinking was very strange.
"What!? You idiot! How can you think love is chocolate!? You should have taken her to bed to prove her love was fake or not!" Zarafel shouted angrily. He was annoyed because Hastora was so bad at romance.
"Do you want to scold me or do you want to hear my story?" Hastora asked flatly.
"Sorry sorry... continue"
"I'm half human and half demon. That's because my father is an archdemon and my mother is a human."
"Ha? How could your mother fall in love with a demon? even though their looks are so ugly" Zarafel asked curiously.
"You're a little right, but not all demons are like that. The demon's appearance will change when they evolve. There are 4 levels of evolution that can be achieved by Demons namely: first Greater Demon, second ArchDemon, third Demon Lord, And finally the peak of Demon evolution: Demon God."
Zarafel immediately understood what Hastora was saying. But, this wasn't the answer he wanted.
"Oi? When are you going to tell about the opponent?" Zarafel asked a little annoyed.
"We were even close friends until we grew up. However, the more we grew up, the weirder Kelara's nature became. She likes to hug me from behind when I'm caught off guard, and sometimes asks me to carry her. One day I got bored, I went to the demon continent and slaughtered all of them who tried to attack me. I forcibly took the throne and became the demon king'.
"Okay okay, continue... "
"Until one day Kelara heard that I had become the demon king. She went to the demon continent to meet me. However, when she got there my subordinates didn't let her in, it was because they didn't know Kelara. Kelara who was furious immediately froze the demon continent with her snowstorm. I felt that the outside was a little cold, I went out to check the situation. When I went out, it looked like everything there was frozen. Even the space-time there froze due to Kelara's actions."
Zarafel was a little surprised at how strong Kelara was, Zarafel felt that Kelara at that time only used a little of her power to create the snowstorm.
"She's very strong" Zarafel said in awe.
"After that she said something I couldn't understand" Hastora said.
"What is it?"
"She said "I love you, be my lover", I don't understand what she said. So, I asked her a little "What do you mean? Isn't love chocolate?". After hearing that, for some reason Kelara became very angry and started attacking me non-stop. Of course I couldn't stay silent, I could have died because of her. We fought for three months straight, I tried to calm her down in various ways but she wouldn't listen to me. So, I tried the same method as most couples, I saw that method was able to calm women down."
Zarafel was a little curious about what trick he used.
"What is it?" he asked curiously ".
"Not too fancy... I just hugged her, I thought that method wouldn't work. But, it turns out I was wrong. Kelara immediately stopped attacking me and hugged me back."