"Hahh… Y-You came inside like five times…"
"Let's go take a bath for now… We made a mess."
I quickly cleaned things out on the floor and then we rushed back to the bathroom to cleanse our bodies from these sinful acts of tempting pleasures.
And while doing that, we did it again…
Anyways, after that, we felt truly refreshed.Maybe we'll slow down after we get a bit older, for now, we are young and energetic, but whenever we get older, we will probably become like those cute old couples that don't do it as much but still love and live with each other fluffily.
Hmm… Haahh, that's such a good life, I wish I could live such a life with her.
I really just don't care about anything else…
But life is always filled with surprises, those that want to live peacefully always get fucked over by casualty or misfortune.
And well, here we have.
"In the morning they gave us this letter…" said Tisha, showing a letter to us while we were having breakfast.
"What is this?" I asked."I don't know, they say something about a challenge… And they wanted you to read it first." Said Pekora.
"Huh… Okay then."
I opened the letter and read it aloud.
"It goes like this: "Dear Lord Drake from the Winter Dragon Sect, you're cordially invited to our Sect Tournament, which will begin 7 days after you accept this proposal. We had been thinking that it could be a great way to incentivize the young generations through a show of strength, and what they can achieve by cultivating and working hard. This is why we would like you to choose several of your Sect members for a 1 versus 1 fight against our disciples. Of course, if you desire to fight, we'll also offer a suitable challenge for a Rank 3 expert such as you. If you decline this offer there is no problem, but you will greatly disappoint us, and the entire sect and your reputation as a strong Magus might go down… In fear of such a thing, we urge you to accept it so you can show off the might of the Winter Dragon Sect. The moment you read this letter you'll only have three days to answer our proposal, if you do not show up in these days, we'll consider it our win." -Elder Council."
"Ah, so they want to crush our reputation in a tournament between Sects? If the Elders made it they're probably salty we had been disrespecting them and blatantly ignoring any attempt they had for suppressing or bullying us…" I said.
"Eh? This is quite fine, I guess?" wondered Yuki.
"We could use this opportunity to show them off that we are strong." Said Tisha.
"Indeed! I am more than willing to do it! I'll smack their faces." Said Laddan, Benladann's father.
"Hm, and I will poison them until they quiver in agony, yes…" chuckled Benlah, Benladann's mother.
Both of them evolved after reaching Rank 2, and look quite frightening… But I guess they can still pass as very pale and gothic Ice Giants.
"Burn! I'll burn them!" said Flayr.
"And I will… entrap them in the shadows…" said Noirenn.
"Wow, wow, wow, alright, calm down everyone, calm those bloodthirsty auras… You don't have to be so one-dimensional, right? You have more than just being bloodthirsty people, r-right?"
Everyone calmed down, it seemed that the letter was made to trigger us.
"Gggrrrr…! Kill… Let's go kill them all! How dare they provoke us? D-Dear, you're now Rank 4, right? You can just kill the Sect Master and then we'll massacre all the Elders, ufufufuf…" laughed Benladann, her eyes suddenly turned red, I think she was fusing a bit with Miranda right there, even giant mold tentacles began to come out of her body.
"Calm down, please…" I sighed, petting her head.
She instantly calmed down to my pettings, and her eyes turned yellow gold once more.
"You guys should realize that this is their goal… They want us to show off our abilities to them so they can see how capable we are, after seeing how far we can go, they'll probably build up or find some weaknesses to abuse, and then, they'll try to suppress us in a later date!" said Pekora.
"I think that's a bit too paranoiac. There's no way that this realistic world will have actual Wuxia-like Sects… Yes, they might be pissed off, but to go that far?"
Everyone looked at me with expressions that seemed to say, "Really bro?".
"Okay, they might try that… I get it. Maybe I was just trying to be a bit optimistic…" I sighed.
What's wrong with some little optimism?! I just want to grill… I wish we could all become good sect friends and help each other like in those slice of life novels, but that's most of the time only happens in those genres.
In this world of dog eats dogs, I guess we are in the action genre where everyone just kills each other for resources. We had gotten pretty far on friendly terms with what he had gotten already, I guess they want to suppress us and ultimately assimilate our sect?
Huh, that's not good.
I guess I could ask Fuyu to conjure a rain of Icebergs and just completely kill all the sect members, with Lord Ice Moon rushing to me only to get face slapped to death.
But we don't want that to happen, we are anti-trope here.
So, we'll assist the tournament, we'll beat their asses, and we'll cordially ask them to stop harassing us.
I told that to everyone and they seemed to agree.
"And if possible, let's try to beat our enemies as fast as possible without showing off much power. We need to impact them as much as possible while also remaining mysterious with our true techniques, but while also showing that we are mighty warriors. Do you think you can pull it off, guys? We got a week to train and get stronger after I accept." I said.
"Sure, seems good to me!" said Benladann, everyone else nodded and seemed pumped up.
Alright then… Things are getting a tad bit interesting.
