Requiem Of A Failed Hero Chapter 434: A Few Hours Earlier

A few hours earlier...

Raith was doused in between the seemingly feeble arms of two young ladies, alluring beauty of distinct kinds.

He cried and cried for salvation but nothing was going to hear his plead tonight.

As seconds passed, slick fingers ran across his body, unbuttoning his shirt and gently caressing his skin.

At this point he couldn’t tell which was which anymore. To make matters more annoying the young man between his legs was responding instinctively.

"Araa? Master, you are in the mood?" Theta whined.

"I’m not in any mood! I swear I don’t even know what is happening anymore!"

Raith had fought tough battles, he had battled orcs, asuras, wyverns, golems, even archons.

His power taking different forms and path through it all.

Na it! Raith had been through it!

Yet this was a much great predicant than any situation he had ever been.

This one required no battle power, the trendous impact of [force] or his skills as a ruler.

He was absolutely powerless before a situation. .

What a sha!

How low the might has fallen.

A ruler, a renowned warrior, respected by the entire civilization of Therut and yet he couldn’t control his whinnie.

Raith’s face was overwheld by terror as both won began to uncloth themselves.

Theta’s massive breast popped out, centered by a pink large nippers and she slowly close in towards Raith.

Nata frowned and also removed her shirt over her head. Her face was flushed red as she several tis glanced at Theta’s breast.

Both ladies were half naked and moving close to draw down Raith’s trouser.

"Master... it is ti..."

The reality seem to dawn heavily on Raith’s mind as he saw this two legs crawl to him after removing the top of their clothes.

At that mont, all the functionality of his brain ca to a halt.

He went blanked and passed out, pupils rolling out of his sclera.

Blood shot out his nostrils as his head flew backwards and he lifelessly collapsed.

Both of them hurried towards him, shouting:

"Master Raith! We were just joking! Please don’t die!!" Theta’s voice rose higher than the rest.

Suddenly a trendous vibration shook the entire building.

Theta and Nata looked at each other with a tensed expression. Then their eyes drifted upwards to the ceiling.

They could hear soft footsteps as if soone was walking on the roof.

But sothing about it was wrong... and the key was in the vibration they felt.

"Will you check?" Nata whispered.

Theta nodded her head and was able to shoot towards the window when sothing suddenly blasted through, throwing her back.

She smacked her back against the wall and slumped to the ground.

As the cloud of dust cleared, a man shrouded in red robe appeared, he had a slick glossy hair falling down on both side of his face, flourishing on his shoulders.

His eyes was white and without pupils. And a spiked mask covered his nose and mouth, yet his voice was very audible.

"How dare you disturb the mistress while she is having her quiet ti?"

Nata frowned, her hands were tightly clutched around the hilt of her rapier but sothing was wrong... they were... they were trembling.

All her body was trembling, her strained expression showed that she was struggling to stand underneath the pressure that fell on her.

Mostly being expelled by the intruder.

She frowned and gritted her teeth.

"You bastard zealots" She intended to shout but her voice went low against her will, causing her words to escape as whisper.

"Are you going to keep disturbing the mistress even when I just warned you against it?"

The man inquired, raising his brow. He seed to be mocking them in fact.

A low groan crept into their ears from below.

"Oh..."

The intruder looked down, barely three steps away from him was the head of a white haired boy bleeding through his nostrils.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at them.

Theta and Nata’s faces suddenly broke apart, the dread they felt could almost be touched.

Seeing the dread on their faces, the man’s eyes smiled and slowly he raised his boots.

"Is this the reason why you harlots won’t stop making noise?"

And let’s not forget that they were currently before this man half naked.

Both of them, however did not seem to care about that. They were more horrified because their master’s life was in danger and it was their faults.

Theta’s expression was so squeezed and crumpled, that tears could roll out any mont.

Unluckily for the man, Raith was waking up at this point.

He opened his eyes, propped himself up slowly while wiping away the blood beneath the nose, saring it further across his lips because of how languidly it was done.

The first person that entered his vision was half naked Theta. Behind her was a cracked wall.

The expression on her face too felt wrong.

Then slowly, he turned his head and could see the sa expression on Nata... she even seed to suffering more.

A frown creased on Raith’s brows as his eyes rolled up.

"Say bye bye to him!"

Both their faces contorted as the man brought down his leg on Raith.

Voices soundlessly escaped their lips as they flew in to save their master—for Nata, movent was even more difficult and the pressure fell on her more heavily, pushing her to her kneels.

Theta dashed forward with no interference.

Thud

Pissshhh

The atmosphere suddenly beca chilly. The intruder narrowed his eyes and looked the shattered wood beneath his boot.

The boy whose head should be a mashed tomato beneath his boot was currently standing afar, holding Nata in his arms.

His brows furrowed.

’He freed her from my Gravity Release... how? I didn’t see him move...’

All his composure seed to change as he turned to the man, before he was cocky... now he was careful.

His voice rolled out, tinging with caution. He inquired:

"Who are you?"

Raith’s head was bowed, the bangs of his white hair covering his forehead and face. His teeth was visibly gritting...

Tssss

Steamy breathe seeping out from the little spaces between.

Theta seeing Raith’s countenance, softly muttered.

"Master..."

She had never seen him like this...but it was pretty evident.

Raith was mad... very... very... very... very!!!

He gently placed Nata down. Then raised his head, his fingers brushing the bang of his hair upward and revealing the ethereal ashen and red glow in his eyes.

His voice rolled out with power:

"Hey, bastard, drop dead"

Before the intruder could follow through, Raith’s hand clutched his head.

’But he was there–

...was probably his thought as the white haired boy hauled him outside, rolled with him in the air and threw him into the sky.

As the intruder flew off into the sky, he turned slightly seeing the visage of his dear mistress: lonesoly seated atop the roof was a lady in black linen and bamboo hat with veil that covered her face.

She didn’t even seem to care even though one of her own was flying helplessly in to the sky.

Raith with lightening speed, flew past the guy, a gale of wind viciously brushing against the man’s skin. He twirled and shot downwards.

Wham!

He grabbed the man’s head and shot across the distance, instead of landing, both of them shot through the air.

[You have activated Greed Grasp]

[All valuables including the target’s life force would be transferred to you]

When the eventually landed in a tunble.

What was left of the robed man was too crude to be called a skeleton. He was almost decaying.

He tried to raise his hand but it was too weak to move, slowly with a tiny groan, the fla of its soul was extinguished.

Raith’s mouth contorted in irritation, he almost felt like vomiting.

’Shit, absorbing souls is not a delightful experience at all’

This was the second ti he was doing it and it was not enjoyable, not in the slightest.

’But this bastard deserves nothing more but death. Although I would have loved to enjoy it a little before killing him but I couldn’t afford to waste ti.’ Raith exhaled and looked back, eyes burning with flas of hatred. ’...not when there’s a primordial before .’

He disappeared, shooting across the distance like a silent lightning.

He softly landed behind the lady and leaned towards her from behind.

"Hello Devil..."

The lady’s eyes widened in shock, revealing its scarlet redness for a mont.

She flew away like wind and gently landed on the ground.

Raith straightened his back and was about to jump down the building to but stopped and looked into the distance beyond them.

He narrowed his eyes, seeing as far as 100km wasn’t even hard thanks to God’s eye.

"Who could they be?" He wondered in whispers, looking down at the lady.