Celestial Bloodline
chapter-469

Azazeal — this is the name that everyone knew him by. He didn't remember from whom or when he received that name because it's been so long.

However, for the first time in a long while, Azazeal was taken aback when a very old yet familiar name slipped out from his mouth almost instinctively. His purple eyes flickered with surprise as he gazed at the silver-haired human across from him.

'Is it because I have seen you a lot in the future that has yet to come?'

On the other hand, Kyle's stance visibly relaxed as he gazed at the man dressed in white from head to toe. He mumbled under his breath with furrowed brows.

"Aze?"

He had no clue why the latter had suddenly chosen to reveal his name. But he snapped out of his thoughts when he saw Aze stepping towards him.

Azazeal parted his lips and stretched out his left hand towards Kyle.

Immediately, the deep purple color of his eyes began to dim, replaced by a more common shade of purple.

"Now that I have given my name, shouldn't you do the same?"

Kyle's eyes traveled towards the outstretched hand reaching out to him. He recognized the gesture; the man opposite him wanted to get acquainted. But he couldn't shake the sense of unease stemming from his bloodline.

"Aze, you say? How can I be sure it's your actual name? Besides, you're the one who disclosed your name to me. I'm not compelled to reveal mine."

He saw the man blink, but there was still no emotion in those purple eyes. Kyle quietly clicked his tongue and without another word began striding towards the mountain. He cast a final glance at the mountaintop and, without any more hesitation, started to climb.

Azazeal glanced at his outstretched hand, the purple color in his eyes gathered into two slits, revealing the hidden obsidian color beneath. He tilted his head to look at the silver-haired human who had once again altered the future.

"It's annoying... how his actions can change without any rhyme or reason. Should I feed him the fruit of fate... because I am still unable to see our end."

"But it wouldn't be fun, then, right?"

The corner of his eyes trickled upward, and his eyes completely turned obsidian, only to regain their normal shade of purple in the next second.

The clear sky above rumbled slightly as Azazeal too started climbing the mountain. Kyle noticed him immediately due to the pristine white clothes... or maybe because the man deliberately made sure to stay in his sight. But Kyle observed with a frown that the man was walking effortlessly, unlike him, who had to clutch at each jutting rock to stay steady because the entire mountain was treacherous.

The air was calm and serene, but a vein visibly throbbed on Kyle's forehead every time he stole a glance at the man walking not far from him. He took in a deep breath and quickened his pace, but Aze effortlessly matched his speed.

"Damn it, what's your deal? Stop following me and scram because you are seriously getting on my nerves."

Azazeal paused and stared at him.

"But I also want to climb the mountain."

Kyle rubbed his temples and without a second thought, sprinted towards the mountain top. He didn't look back and utilized his agility to the fullest, grabbing onto rocks to leap and flip his body.

But as he grasped a jutting rock to cross another large gap in the mountain, he nearly lost his grip when he caught sight of a familiar pair of white shoes.

"Th fuck!"

Kyle gripped the rock with all his strength to maintain his balance and snapped his head up to look at the eyes staring at him. His scent perception skill had been completely useless against the man.

"Aze, right? What's the problem with you? Just go and climb the mountain if you want. Why are you following me?"

His eyes widened in disbelief as the man effortlessly leaped towards another rock, ignoring him as if he didn't exist. Kyle let out a cold chuckle, his burning gaze fixed on Aze's back.

"This guy... he's pushing it too much this time! I swear I'm going to punch him the next time I see his face!"

He leaped upward and continued his journey, this time ignoring the man just as the latter had ignored him. However, as he crossed one-third of the mountain, his head collided with Aze's back, who had halted to gaze at the area in front of him.

Kyle barely restrained himself from grabbing the man and throwing him off the mountain. He reminded himself repeatedly that he was unaware of Aze's strength and it wouldn't be wise to engage with someone who hadn't initiated an attack. Yet, for some reason, his patience was wearing thin in the man's presence.

He reached out to touch Aze's shoulder to push.. Ahem, gently move him aside, but before his hand could make contact, the man swiftly stepped out of his path.

Kyle blinked and glanced at the man suspiciously. Aze had stopped moving for some reason, even though the path ahead was clearer than before.

"Don't you want to climb the mountain? Why did you stop?"

Once again, he received no answer as the purple eyes peered at him as if waiting for him to move forward.

Kyle seriously had enough. He rolled his sleeves to have a one-

on-one with the man. However, as he took a step forward, the ground beneath his feet caved in, and he dropped into a narrow gap.

Immediately, a groan escaped his lips as he grabbed his back and stared at the dust and debris that enveloped his vision. And in that moment, a familiar voice echoed outside the gap.

"Oh, I thought you would avoid it?"

Kyle let out a laugh, a laugh that was nothing but cold as he locked his eyes with Aze, who stared at him from outside the gap. He raised his fist and with a single jump left the gap only to find that Aze had already jumped toward another place.

"Just you wait, you bastard!"