Aísē: My Five Supernatural Wives-Chapter 120: Training?
"So how did you two get here" I asked still trying to figure out this sudden turn of events.
Aisha sighed and mumbled "It’s a long story".
"Yes," Liliana confirmed, nodding vigorously. "We followed a clue left behind by Georg Faust. It led us to that godforsaken village and then to this creepy mansion."
She shuddered slightly, remembering the terrifying encounter with the dark knight.
"And when we got inside, that metal monstrosity came out of nowhere and attacked us."
Aisha chimed in, her voice still filled with adrenaline.
"We fought it, but it was too strong. Then I noticed a symbol on the floor, and when I got closer..."
She trailed off, gesturing vaguely at our current location.
"Boom. We ended up here."
I processed their words slowly, my mind connecting the dots.
So they had been on a dangerous mission, one that had nearly cost them their lives.
And now, through some twist of fate or magic, they had landed in my bedroom.
By dark knight, I guess you mean that guardian golem Father left behind," Mephistopheles’ voice echoed through the room as she materialized from the shadows.
Her footsteps were heavy and deliberate, commanding attention as she approached us.
"So, you two managed to activate my little trap," she said, a hint of amusement in her tone as she looked at Aisha and Liliana.
"Impressive."
Aisha and Liliana tensed at her appearance, but they didn’t release their hold on me.
"Your trap?" Liliana asked suspiciously.
"You knew we would come here?"
"Of course," Mephistopheles replied with a smug smile.
"Father’s clues were meant to lead you here, to me. And now that you’re all together..."
She circled us slowly, her eyes gleaming with a predatory light."It’s time for your training to begin in earnest.
Training?" Liliana muttered, her confusion evident. "What are you talking about?"Aisha looked at Mephistopheles with a cautious eye, her grip on me tightening slightly.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked, her voice steady despite the tension in the air.
"And let me tell you," she added, a hint of defiance in her tone, "you won’t win this time."
Mephistopheles let out a low, throaty laugh that sent shivers down their spines. "Oh, my dear Aisha," she purred.
"You underestimate me." She snapped her fingers, and the magic circle beneath us flared to life, its symbols glowing with an intense, pulsating light.
"Your training begins now," she announced as she glanced at me making me shiver at the memories of the training awhile ago. "And this time, I won’t go easy on you."
As Mephistopheles spoke, both Liliana and Aisha instinctively stood up, ready to flee.
But before they could take a single step, a dark figure materialized in the corner of the room with a deafening clang of metal.
It was the same terrifying dark knight from before, its armor gleaming menacingly in the glow of the magic circle.
Liliana and Aisha froze, their eyes wide with terror as they stared at the guardian golem.
"No..." Aisha whispered, her voice trembling.
"It can’t be."Liliana’s wings flared out defensively, but there was no escape. The knight blocked their path, its sword held aloft and ready to strike.
"Nowhere to run this time," Mephistopheles said smugly, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
The knight took a heavy step forward, its movements deliberate and filled with purpose.
And so, the training began.
Liliana and Aisha were forced to face the overpowered knight, their movements a blur of desperation and skill as they fought for their lives.
Meanwhile, I stood before Mephistopheles, who held out a gleaming sword and a pair of ornate daggers.
"Your first lesson," she said, her voice sharp and commanding.
"Is to master these weapons."
She tossed the sword towards me, and I caught it with a grunt.
The blade was heavy, unbalanced, and felt foreign in my hand.
"This is no ordinary weapon," Mephistopheles explained.
"It’s imbued with demonic energy. You must learn to harness its power." She then threw the daggers at my feet.
"And these will teach you speed and precision."
"Wait..." I began, but Mephistopheles cut me off with a wave of her hand. She had a dark, melancholic look in her eyes as she stared at me, and for a moment, she was silent.
"You didn’t tell me how you knew Liliana and Aisha were coming," I pressed on.
"And what do you mean by ’your father’? I don’t understand what’s going on anymore."
Mephistopheles sighed deeply, the sound heavy with unspoken sorrow.
"It’s complicated," she muttered, her gaze dropping to the floor.
"There are things you don’t know, things that even I don’t fully understand."She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a sadness that made my heart ache.
"Father...he was more than just a man. He was a powerful sorcerer, and he left behind many secrets."
She paused, choosing her words carefully.
"But anyway, it’s not about me," Mephistopheles said, her voice tinged with a bitter edge.
"The girl who was Georg Faust’s daughter is long dead. No, I am just Mephistopheles, a demonic spirit who can only exist in this world by depending on another human."
She looked at me pointedly, her meaning clear. She needed me to survive, and in return, she would train me to be stronger.
Her attention then shifted back to the battle raging behind us.
Liliana and Aisha were tiring, their movements becoming slower as they struggled against the relentless knight.
"Enough playing around," Mephistopheles snapped.
"It’s time for you to join the fight."
She gestured towards the weapons at my feet.
"Pick them up and show me what you’ve learned. Defend your wives."
"So I just need to beat that dark ass knight," I muttered, picking up the heavy sword and testing its weight in my hand. It felt unbalanced, but as I focused my demonic energy into it, the blade began to hum with power. "Just that easy, huh?" I said with a grim smile.
Mephistopheles watched me with a critical eye. "Easy? Nothing about this is easy," she retorted.
"That golem was forged by an Archmage’s own hands. It’s a formidable opponent, even for an anomaly like you." She pointed at the daggers on the floor. "Use those too. You’ll need every advantage you can get."
With a deep breath, I tightened my grip on the sword and charged towards the battle. Liliana and Aisha were back-to-back, their faces streaked with sweat and grime as they parried the knight’s relentless blows.
"Valerian!" Liliana exclaimed, her voice strained with exhaustion and worry as she saw me charging towards the battle.
"Don’t come here! This piece of junk is too powerful!"She tried to block the knight’s next swing, but it was too strong.
The blade slammed into her shield, sending her stumbling back.
"Get out of here!" Aisha shouted, her own wings battered and torn from the fight.
"We can handle this!"
But I ignored their warnings, my eyes fixed on the dark knight.
As I closed the distance, I could feel the golem’s power radiating off it in waves. It was like a physical force, pressing against me and trying to intimidate me into submission.
"Fuck you," I growled.
And ignoring my wives pleas.
I closed the distance in a few swift strides, my sword coated in crackling lightning.
With a roar, I swung the blade at the knight’s neck.
The golem raised its own sword to block, but it was too slow.
My lightning-infused weapon shattered its defenses, the electric energy arcing across its armor and causing it to stumble back.
"Valerian!" Aisha cried out, a mix of surprise and relief in her voice.
"Now that’s more like it," Mephistopheles commented from the sidelines, a satisfied smirk on her face.
The knight recovered quickly, its movements regaining their deadly precision.
It turned its attention to me, its glowing eyes fixed on my position.
"You’re strong," it rumbled, its voice like grinding stone. "But not strong enough."
"Oh yeah?" I sneered, my body crackling with lightning.
"How about this!"
As I spoke, a transformation rippled through me. Wolf ears sprouted from my hair, a tail swished behind me, and demonic horns curled from my temples.
My eyes blazed red, and vines erupted from my skin, wrapping around my limbs and torso. My shirt tore apart, revealing the symbol of a cross surrounded by branches of a tree on my chest.
"What the hell..." Liliana breathed, her eyes wide with astonishment.
"Your bloodline," Mephistopheles murmured, her voice filled with a newfound respect.
"It’s stronger than I thought."
The dark knight hesitated for the first time, its glowing eyes widening as it took in my new form.
"Impossible," it growled, but there was a note of uncertainty in its voice.
"You think you can defeat me now?"
"Then let’s see," I snarled, my voice a low growl. I slashed at the knight with my daggers, but it parried the blows with ease. The clash of metal on metal echoed through the room."Is that all you’ve got?" the golem taunted, its movements fluid and powerful.
"Not even close," I replied, a feral grin spreading across my face. The daggers were just a distraction, a teaser for what was to come. With a roar, I launched myself at the knight, my sword held high."Now, let’s dance!"
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