King Isero smoothly climbed up even with his fatigued state. When he reached the top, he didn't expect what was waiting for him.

"..."

"Don't move!" Avion shouted. A fierce glare came out of his eyes as he sinisterly put a blade under Alisera's neck.

It took King Isero a good few seconds before he realized what was happening.

"AVION TELLER!!!" literal smoke come out of his body as his great anger was fueling his soul.

However, Avion only widened his eyes and put the blade closer that made a small cut on the princess' neck. As soon as drops of blood came out, it was taken over by the fierce wind.

"NO!!" Alisera cried but could not do anything.

The king realized the disadvantageous state he was in and restrained his anger to make his mind clear on decisions.

'Stay calm. You have already lived two hundred years as a king! Negotiating with this immature boy will be a piece of cake.' he tried to comfort himself while keeping up necessary confidence.

Meanwhile, the princess's mentality was in a chaotic state.

'Avion Teller? Why did papa call Relle that name?' remembering the cracks on "Relle's" face, she was petrified, 'Is he really Avion? But why is he doing this to me!?'

King Isero was also assessing the situation. however, he was not given the time to think as Avion got straight to the point.

"King Isero, give me the control over this beast and dropped down or I will kill her!"

"... Avion... why?... sob..." Alisera was too tired to use defensive elesks. Even though Body Strengthening was already permanent to a Rank Bih, strength does not equal defense. Although it was enough to not let her self-destruct from strength alone, it was not able to keep her neck from being sliced by this sharp knife if Avion did continue it.

King Isero has considered this. They were really in a disadvantageous position. However, how could he do what Avion wants?!

'I don't care if I die but now is not the perfect time to sacrifice myself as it will only result in vain!' he gritted his teeth. However, he couldn't do anything.

Avion Teller had already killed him and his wife once. Even if he has the purpose to keep the princess alive, there is still a chance that this man would kill her.

After all, Avion could disappear and appear wherever he wanted to. That was what the king had in mind. He lacked knowledge about this man and that made him terrified.

'I can't rely my daughter's life on chances! Avion's goal should be to impede Ancestor Haliviana's ascension. Meaning, if he let go of Alisera right now, he will lose. Surely, if without a choice, he will have to kill her to delay the ancestor's ascension!'

Avion let the king thought to himself while the blade of the knife slowly dug its way onto the princess's throat.

Darea was impressed at this moment.

"He's not hesitating..." she thought.

When the blade already an inch deep, a drip of blood came out of the princess's mouth.

Seeing this, King Isero's trail of thoughts stopped and shouted, "STOP! I will give you the Igelios' control and I will also drop from here so please, remove the blade!" he desperately pleaded.

After losing his wife, he was too sensitive towards his daughter. As long as she lives, even if he have to die a million times, he would be able to rest in peace.

But Avion didn't stop and the princess struggled a bit. However, she clearly knew that she needed to tightly clutch onto the beast's feathers or else.

"Here! I will give it to you! I will give to you!" a formless book came out of the king's head. There was a wavy line that connects that book to the beast.

With a slight pause, that book then entered Avion. Since the beast was already tamed and his mental strength was abnormally high, the changing of owner smoothly happened.

"Drop." Avion then glared at the king one last time as the blade was already halfway through Alisera's neck.

Seeing the pitiful pained face of the princess, the king could only close his and released his hands.

'Avion, if I survive this fall. I will hunt you down...'

"I will hunt you down." King Isero used the last bit of his energy to increased his defensive elesks and cast defensive elesps all at the same time. Although his recovery is high, if he does not survive the fall, there's no point.

On top of the Igelios, Avion sighed in relief before taking out the blade out of Alisera's neck. She painfully coughed and her lifeforce was using the rest of her energy to heal her.

Her strength dissipated a little but Avion grabbed onto the feathers as he tightened the wrap of his arm around Alisera's thin waist. She was still on her nightdress. With Avion's arm used like a belt, it showed her curvy features, not that anyone have the time to admire her beauty.

"You did it..." Darea whispered.

The Igelios slowed down before it turned around and went to the opposite direction, back to the Trading-Hills Capital.

'Not yet...' Avion determinedly controlled the Igelios, reducing its risky speed.

"Avion... sniff... sob... why?" with the wind gone, Alisera's sobbing could be heard.

"Alisera..." Avion felt his face turning to dust as he looked towards the princess.

"What..?" her throat was already healed with no scar left behind, she looked with watery eyes.

"Do you like my face?" he asked.

Even Darea was stupefied by his question.

Alisera was speechless, "I... don't know... what's that got to do with what you did to papa?... I hate you..." she cried again, "... I hate you..."

Avion only showed sadness through his eyes and thought, 'We're the same... too childish... too immature that we didn't even know what to do in the worst situations. She wanted to lament over me back then. However, she doesn't know what she likes about me so she only reasoned my face...'

'If I understood that back then... we could've continued to be friends... but I think now is too late to think that.'