My Soul card is a Reaper

The Reaper sensed that Azzy was half convinced. So, he went ahead and told him why it is a good choice.

"Now, listen. Despite being useless to you, the gloves themselves are worth killing for. Just think for a second. Rather than you, what if Claire had them? She was from the royal family and is in line in the succession of the throne after her elder sister.

If you were to possess it, people would question you about its origins but if it's her, no one would.

Secondly, if she were to possess it, you wouldn't have to worry about her even if she faces a powerful opponent in the future. Sooner or later, you need to disappear, anyway. In your absence, the gloves will protect her.

Thirdly, the gloves suit her aggressive personality.

Fourth and the biggest reason, you are leaving for Freyles, tomorrow evening. You don't have much time unless you want to go on the trip without solving the issue.

So, what do you say?"

The Reaper said everything he wanted to and waited for Azzy's reply.

After a brief silence, Azzy replied with a simple sentence, "Thank you, Chronos."

Ten minutes later, the bus stopped at the entrance of the academy.

"Azrael?" The sorcerer called him and asked whether he will step out, right away.

Azzy stepped out of the bus without bothering to say bye to Claire.

As the bus moved, he took out a message card from the pocket and sent an audio message to Claire.

Soon, he received a reply and he decided to wait at the entrance.

Five minutes later, Claire appeared in his sight.

Upon reaching him, she asked while crossing her arms, "What is the important thing that you wanted to say?"

Azzy glanced at the two guards nearby and shook his head, "not here. Follow me."

Claire was curious about the matter. However, no matter what, she decided not to forgive him that easily if he called her to apologize, again.

They walked for a while. It was around 7 p.m., so, it was tough to look for a secluded spot where there are fewer or no people. Claire's curiosity increased.

Stopping at the end of the street where Azzy lives, he checked the surroundings once again and finally, summoned his storage card, taking out a pair of gloves.

"These are Adamantine Gloves I received from the country's Special Forces as a gift of gratitude for winning the Champions League. This is the only way I could apologize for my Arcana's actions."

After explaining its features, he stretched his hand towards her.

Claire was stunned at the spot. She knew what adamantine is. But, the features were overwhelming even for her, "With such features, the gloves will be too expensive. No, I don't want it."

"C'mon, Claire, what's wrong with taking a present from your boyfriend?" Agatha was excited when she heard that it can launch an attack in Exalt realm. She tried to convince her.

But, Claire ignored her suggestions and didn't take them, "I was just frustrated that my chances of catching up with you were widened further. I forgive you, okay. You don't need to do this."

She felt that Azzy was really sincere in his actions and was touched by them. Even if it's a prince or a king or some business tycoon, these gloves are worth snatching from whoever possesses them.

Of course, she would understand if Azzy had an enormous wealth but he didn't. His foster parents might be rich but even they couldn't afford to buy these gloves. She believed that her boyfriend must have really loved her in the same way she loves him. It made her happy.

As she refused to take them and was even willing to forgive, Azzy insisted.

Claire took them into her hands and suddenly, enormous weight forced her to kneel on the ground for a second before he gritted her teeth and tried to stand up. Before this, she only wore a 500 kg vest, back at WAMO headquarters.

Azzy hurriedly took away from her hands, "are you okay? I'm sorry. I forgot to mention that each one weighs over 350 kg. Use soul energy to lighten the weight. You can also use them as training weights too."

After placing them in a storage card, she gave him a tight hug and a kiss, ending her sulking.

Unknown to them, Aria, who was naturally spying on them, noted this entry to her database.

Azzy then escorted Claire to the academy and returned home.

The next day, in the evening, after saying goodbye to Gideon and Claire, he left the academy.

At home, Affea and Oakley appeared to be waiting for him.

At around 6 in the evening, the three of them left for the railway station. Azzy didn't complain about it as he knew that these two enjoy living like ordinary civilians more than anyone.

But, he didn't understand why they are taking the long route of taking a sleeper train instead of teleporting to the city of Graena directly through portal points. After all, the travel time to Freyles is like 20 hours even when traveling in a superfast train that travels nearly at 540 km/hr.

Is it because the charges are expensive? They are rich, so, he doesn't think it is.

Anyway, it doesn't matter for Azzy. He was patient enough to not judge a person's decision when that person is either Affea Isabel Snieca or Oakley Night.

After 18 hours of travel, the train reached its destination. He stepped out of the train and felt cold. There's also fog around. Even though they were in the month of May where the usual temperatures touch around 30 at Aclein, here in the city of Graena, it is around 6 or 7 at best.

Thankfully, the temperature was quite stable, considering it barely hits -2 during the winter. So, the people living here are comfortable with the weather, no matter the season.

But, for the visitors from the south, it isn't okay at all.

Azzy couldn't help but remember his first time at the Death Clan as soon as he saw a snow-capped mountain far away in the north.

Meanwhile, Oakley and Affea were in a vacation mood. "It's really a good location for vacation, isn't it?" Affea was grinning in excitement. Of course, the real reason is that she was about to visit her daughter after several months.

Oakley proceeded to take out a mobile phone and called someone.

*Ring* Ring*

Not far away from them, Azzy heard the sound of another mobile phone ringing. A person picked up the call. "Hello?"

"Hello, Ethan, where are you?" Oakley asked him.

Perhaps, his voice was loud enough. Ethan replied that he found him and soon, he received them.

From there, they traveled on a gold-grade flying card much to Oakley and Affea's dissatisfaction as both of them wanted to hire a taxi instead. But, they couldn't as the hosts of the wedding very much dislike the modern inventions made by man.

Within ten minutes, a majestic palace appeared in their sight. For a second, Azzy was awed by the golden palace that was glowing in the night.