My Soul card is a Reaper

"Oh! C'mon, father." Aegis waved his hand, "In what era are you still living? Respecting your ancestors is one thing but to behave like a servant is completely another issue. That kind of ancient tradition is long gone. Anyway…"

Turning his attention back to the Royal Ancestor, Aegis spoke, "our country no longer practices monarchism, Venerable Light. Only the Judicial branch has the power to punish an individual if he/she were found to be a criminal."

He further mentioned how the death of Leonard Light as well as the escape of a platinum grade beast is still under investigation. So, he asked the royal ancestor and others to return or else, he will be forced to take action for unlawful intruding on private grounds.

"Aegis!" His father's face turned red in anger. "Don't push your…"

"Timothy." The Royal Ancestor interrupted him and stared at the obstacle before him seriously. "I'll just ask you one question and that's it. Did you decide to stand in my way?"

"No." Aegis shook his head and explained that he was the one that was trying to undermining the authority of the government.

Upon hearing his answer, Aethon nodded, "very well. I guess I have to clean up my own house before worrying about the trash in the society."

Clearing his throat, he proceeded to announce, "Using my authority as the head of the Qudour Dynasty, I, hereby expel you from the royal family. From this moment, you are no longer the Grand Prince and also not allowed to use the surname of Light. Whether you live or die is no longer our concern and will be viewed as the enemy if you side with Everglade and his disciple."

"Your Grace, please calm down." Timothy hurriedly tried to pacify the royal ancestor as soon as he heard the verdict. "Give me a chance. I will make him acknowledge his mistakes..."

"He already made his choice." The Royal ancestor was adamant about his decision. "Now, he was left with only two choices. My ten minutes limit hasn't passed yet. He can go away within the time and live or stay here and die. You will also be treated as a traitor if you try to defend him any longer, Timothy."

The former king fell silent and looked at his son in worry. He knew that his son was no match for the Royal Ancestor. With the sudden turn of events, Timothy no longer cared about justice to his dead grandson. His son's life is more important.

Since he knew how adamant his son was on his decisions, he could now only hope for the Royal Ancestor to show mercy after defeating him. Meanwhile, Aegis opened his mouth.

"Well then, if that's the case, we'll have to start with you, Ancestor Light." Aegis also became serious as he put his arms behind.

While the robots gave the way for the spectators to hurry up and leave, both of them just stared at each other.

With the arrival of Aegis and his conflict with his family, all of a sudden, Barton and Affea turned from main characters into side characters.

A few minutes passed away and both of them are just staring at each other in silence while the hired security guards and the teachers were evacuating the public from the stadium.

In the end, a handful of people were seen remained within the audience section.

A few representative instructors of the top academies, Heavenly Academy's Leah who stayed after failing to convince Azzy to get out of there, Azzy's team and the Vice Principal Sahara, and A few unknown experts.

Strangely, WAMO's Vice President hasn't arrived yet. Not knowing what to do, the organizing committee head also left with the remaining staff. The robots once again blocked the exits with the stadium got cleared.

In the meantime, the Air force General gave a signal to deploy three fighter jets from one of the bases, just a minute ago. It will take a while for them to reach the place. Of course, it is debatable whether they are of any use to face against a rank-9 unless they intend to nuke the whole city along with him and risks economic and trade sanctions onto them from the international community.

So, that's why they never planned to face Aethon. They only planned to provide additional help to the Army who were already deployed to the Aclein to prevent possible terrorist activities.

Right now, a special team was guarding Ramiel who seemed like he was frozen in the air right in the middle of the city for some reason.

Inside his mindscape, the hooded teenager was standing in front of him and his Arcana spirit, a lightning Greyhound.

Even more strangely, his eyes were pitch-black in color with no pupils and his face was actually a skull. Along with that, his hands were also appeared to be skeletal. So, one can safely assume that his entire body is skeleton just like the Reaper.

The old man was kneeling on the ground with his hands tied by energy chains to the ground below him. The greyhound was shivering in fear and even hid back this peak-rank-8 expert.

"Who the hell are you?" he roared in anger as he tried to get up but failed to do so and collapsed onto his knees, once again. "Argh…"

The hooded teenager opened his mouth, "I told you before. My name doesn't matter. What matters is that you staying quiet without intervening in the battle at the Arcana Academy."

"Why?" he questioned the hooded teenager with a real skeleton face.

"No reason. I was just supposed to do it like I was told." The hooded teenager replied to him in a plain tone, shrugging his shoulders.

"Who ordered you?" Ramiel asked him. He doesn't know who this guy is but at the very least, he understood that this Supreme Realm expert wouldn't kill him or else, he would have done it long ago.

Since he can't escape from the situation, he thought of at least trying to get as much information as he can.

To his question, the hooded teenager responded by pointing his skeletal fingers to himself, "me."

"Huh!" Ramiel went into a daze. He couldn't understand whether this man is crazy or just mocking him. Either way, he realized that he wouldn't get enough information if he waited for the answers like this.

However, since he was at least answering something, Ramiel changed his approach.

"Are you with the Church?"

"Of course, I'm not." The Hooded figure shook his head. "Look at my appearance."

"Are you with Aethon?"

"No," The Hooded figure once again shook his head.

"Did one of the hidden clans send you here?"

"No."

A thought suddenly appeared in Ramiel's head, remembering the mission his clan head Qridus gave to him, a year ago.

"Are you…"

Just as he was about to ask whether he's the time traveler, the hooded figure interrupted him. "You are done with your three questions. Now, it's my turn to say three things that you need to listen to if you value your life."

He raised his skeletal hand and showed three fingers, "One, recruit Azrael into your organization. I mean all of them.

Two, take Gideon as your disciple. He is, after all, your descendant.

And three, you never met me and this meeting never happened. Speak even a word about me and you will face the consequences. Trust me, unless you have the support of a Demi-god, no one can save you. I hope you are smart enough to understand the situation."

Ramiel stayed silent, thinking about analyzing the meaning behind his words. He didn't understand whether this guy is a friend or a foe. If he wanted to help Azzy and Gideon, then, why was he imprisoned like this? And the support of Demi-god? Ramiel wondered just how confident he was…

While Ramiel was busy figuring out his intentions, the hooded figure continued, "now that my job is done here, I'm leaving. You will stay in this state for a while. After that, you are free to leave to clean up the mess."

The Hooded figure disappeared into thin air in the next second, leaving behind a confused Ramiel.

Meanwhile, at the Grand Arena, the Royal Ancestor looked at his pocket watch. "The time is up."

He looked around while announcing loudly, "since all of you intended to stay, then, what happens next is not on my head…"

With most of the stadium empty, he easily spotted Azzy. "Oh! you are also here, kid."