Dragon Child Of Thunder

Chapter 11: In-Fuhrer-raited

As the ceremony came to an end, The grey-haired, hazel-eyed butler was showing Lucius to his room, Naturally Sky came along and they both entered the room.

"Thanks Steven" Lucius said to the elder butler.

"No problem Young master Lucius" he said as he made a deep bow.

It was only then the realization hit Lucius that he had another wife now and, naturally the mansion territory as well as the City Auguste could be his some day. He closed his eyes and remembered the entire fight between him and Aleria, he chuckled a few times clearly remembering the sight of her made his heart pound, she is indeed beautiful and her pure lust for battle made Lucius' heart jump, Lucius never thought he'd meet this kind of girl before. He had actually taken quite the liking to Aleria.

"What are you thinking about? Just so you know I'm still first" Sky said as she pouted.

"Naturally" Lucius said as he kissed her forehead and hugged her on the bed. She smiled and kissed him on the lips.

They were both tired today and wanted to rest, so they continued their embrace and as they were just about fall asleep

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

Lucius got up to open the door, what he saw standing in the door, was a beautiful girl with long red hair reaching her back, a stunning face and alluring red eyes, it was Aleria in her negligee, Lucius was quite shocked, naturally he wouldn't allow the red-faced girl to stand in the hallway for too long. He didn't even had to ask what she wanted, her face said if he asked her what she wanted she wouldn't be able to reply.

As Lucius lay down, Sky sleeping to the right clung to his right half, and Aleria clung to his left, Sky let out a small chuckle as she peeped with one eye. It was Sky that told her to come over after all. Lucius lay down with his eyes closed unable to sleep, with two such beauties next to him, how could he? His heart pounded as his mind became fuzzy pink. He decided to meditate, while laying down as he couldn't sleep, it would be somewhat less effective but at least he would be energized by morning.

As the morning came Lucius let out a loud yawn, as he opened his eyes.

'I feel completely refreshed! We had to get a move onto the Academy now though'

'Our journey hasn't begun yet.'

His first thoughts in the morning was how to move forward. Yes this was Lucius' way, The way the dragons taught him, that no matter what may come, He must move forward, Put one foot in front of the other, and step forward.

As he looked at the beauties before him, he quietly got up, put them closer towards the middle and put two pillows to block them at the ends. He threw on his black leather gear he got from his Uncle Xia and lightly closed the door behind him and made his way towards the exit of the mansion.

In the courtyard, he walked till he reached a clearing away from all the sculptures. He withdrew his spear from his ring, and started practicing his moves, Lucius never missed a single day of training. He would do it everyday, at the same time, religiously. He Loosed his muscles after a few minor exercises, and he began practicing his spear style which he aptly named

"Instinction".

Lucius believed learning a particular style of Combat was limiting your means. He believed the body already knew how to fight, what it truly needed was a wealth of experience in order to evolve. When you dedicate and limit yourself to styles, you tend to forget that there are other means to victory!

This was Lucius' theory, completely contrasting to what the world thinks. This was a mind Cultivated by Xiaxinia! His absolute strong will to never be too attached to a favourite attack or to put his entire faith behind any blow. Always skeptical of the outcome between a clash of blades, always wary of a counter attack, Always re-evaluating everything, all of these kept his arrogance at bay, as he who grew up in the wild knew all to well, that a snake's dying attack could end you.