There was not a single one of the onlookers who didn’t want to know who the winner of this battle was.

It had been far too epic, too intense not to have a clear winner.

Just why did they have to step in when the winner was about to be decided!

Many of them felt cheated, completely cheated, but none dared to voice their thoughts. They might have if it had been anyone else, but it was Magnus and Ae’zard who had interfered in the battle!

However, a certain small figure sitting on Ae’zard’s shoulders had a different thought, “Did brother lose?”

Ae’zard turned his gaze upwards to see Ae’na looking at the worn-out figure of Ae’ark, tears welling up in her eyes.

Signs of panic appeared on Ae’zard’s face—a scene that would shock many considering just who Ae’zard was and the power he possessed.

Ae’zard swiftly brought down Ae’na and started patting her head in a soothing manner, “Your brother didn’t lose, they’re both just taking a break! The fight will continue at a later time.”

His words seemed to calm the little girl in his arms. Cleaning her tears on his robe, she stretched towards Ae’ark, who smiled and took her despite his weakened state.

Magnus and Ae’zard locked eyes, Ae’zard’s gaze constantly shifting to Atticus, who was wrapped around with streaks of lightning, his surprise evident despite the small smile on his face.

“Are you sure he’s one of you, Magnus? Everything that happened was too shocking that I can’t help but doubt his origins,”

Ae’zard remarked jokingly, but considering the intensity of his gaze fixed on Atticus, it was obvious that joking was the last thing he was doing.

“…yeah, that’s right, his weapo—”

“Thank you for this fight,” Magnus abruptly interrupted Ae’zard’s words, not allowing him to finish.

He couldn’t help but smile; it was obvious Magnus didn’t want the conversation to go in that direction.

Ae’zard nodded, “It’s fine, I hope my debt has been repaid?”

Magnus’s gaze turned towards Atticus, who had somehow already fallen unconscious, breathing in and out softly, a subtle smile appearing on his face, one that Ae’zard caught.

“It has,”

Ae’zard looked at Magnus, feeling a little reluctant. The battle had ended and it was time to go their separate ways.

There were a ton of questions he truly needed answers to, questions he couldn’t press for or threaten Magnus with in any way to get because of the mana contract he signed. It was torture.

The one at the top of his list would be how Atticus had gotten the life weapon in the first place. Only the top races were known to have them; it was incredibly unusual to think that the humans would also have one.

“You really got me good, Magnus,”

Regardless, Ae’zard had never been a difficult person; as a matter of fact, he was incredibly simple. This was one of the reasons he and Magnus got along so well in the first place.

Magnus didn’t say anything in response. And just as he was about to streak away with Atticus;

“Please wait!” The weak voice of Ae’ark abruptly sounded, making him pause.

Magnus turned his gaze towards Ae’ark, his gaze alone making the latter shiver.

Despite the fact that the humans were considered an inferior race, Ae’ark seemed to forget that fact and immediately bowed his head.

Ae’zard chuckled, but he didn’t interfere.

Ae’ark lifted up his sister and handed her back to Ae’zard, much to her reluctance.

“I feel like this should be better done in person, but it looks like that wouldn’t be possible,”

Ae’ark brought out a circular device from his space storage and used some of the little mana he had left, its form lighting up in a low glow before dimming.

Ae’ark stretched it towards Magnus while bowing,

“I would appreciate it deeply if you could give this to him when he wakes up,”

Seconds passed, and Ae’ark didn’t feel anyone collecting the device from him. Turning his gaze upwards, he saw that Magnus just stood there, looking at him and not saying anything.

Ae’ark’s gaze widened, suddenly realizing his mistake.

“This is an information artifact; it stores any data directly from my head. I promise you every single information here is only for his benefit,”

Magnus kept his stare, not saying anything for a few seconds, leaving Ae’ark in an extremely uncomfortable situation.

Then he suddenly collected it, prompting Ae’ark to give a sigh of relief.

Without any other actions needed, Ae’zard took Ae’ark and Ae’na away after giving one last long look at Atticus.

Avalon and Sirius abruptly became tense as Magnus suddenly turned, his gaze landing on the duo.

Sirius immediately sank to one knee high in the air, his head down as he bowed in respect. Avalon too followed, but instead simply bowing.

“I will leave the family matters completely for you to handle for a year; don’t disappoint me,”

Magnus spoke normally, as though Avalon and Sirius weren’t hundreds of meters away and were in front of him. And yet, they had each heard him clearly.

His words would sound weird to a lot of people. Avalon had been the family head for years now and had been handling the affairs of the family. So what was Magnus talking about?

Avalon and Sirius alike understood what he meant. If things went to **, he might not be around, so they should watch their backs and tread carefully.

Avalon took a second before he answered, “Yes, father,”

With that, Magnus streaked away with blinding speed, entering the airship.

It took a moment before Sirius stood up from his kneeling position, a bit of sweat on his forehead.

“Pfft, one would think you’ve just faced your worst nightmare,” Avalon immediately burst into laughter as he saw the drained look on Sirius’s face, his earlier serious expression nowhere to be found.

Sirius’s mouth twitched. He shot Avalon a death stare. The bastard knew how frightening Magnus was to him and wouldn’t miss any opportunity to tease him about it.