Time Chamber In DxD

Chapter 37

"Another talented human. Yet while one possesses the True Longinus, this one possesses the mystical artifact of the Aryans."

The old monkey smiled to himself.

"I won't make the same mistake twice."

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A few days prior...

Sun Wukong was in jubilant mood. He was flying in the air with a satisfied smile on his face. Just a few months ago, he had met a boy from a little village who surprisingly, wielded the True Longinus Sacred Gear. He was practicing in the woods with his spear and would slash or pierce trees.

Recalling their meeting, Sun Wukong released a smile. He could vividly remember how frightened the child was when they first met. But even though he could feel his fear, the boy still recklessly charged at him with his spear poised to meet with his heart.

He still couldn't forget the dumb look the child released when he stopped his spear with a finger.

"It's been a while since I've seen that feisty kid. I wonder how far he's gotten with that spear of his."

He could already how powerful the boy could be under his tutelage. With his tenacity, Sun Wukong was confident in nurturing him into a powerful fighter.

"l'll teach him a few spear techniques this time and see how everything goes. If he has the heart, I'll introduce him to that fool, Indra."

Sun Wukong was very clear about the power of the True Longinus. If he could recruit the wielder of the spear, the might of Indra's army would be increased by a great deal and the next war against Shiva would result in a higher chance of victory. If Indra won, then he could finally get the vacation he always wanted.

Having gotten to the village, he applied a simple illusion technique and walked amongst the villagers. The village itself wasn't very big. At the center was a well to draw water from as well as a few stalls that surrounded it. There was also a tavern nearby as well as various other stores that circled the square.

Sun Wukong passed by the village square and eventually came upon the residences. As he walked further on, the quality of the houses decreased. It wasn't until he walked a kilometre or so that he finally reached a poorly-built house near the edge of the village.

When he got to the house where the boy lived, an elderly woman called out to him. She was sweeping the excess dust that had gathered in front of her own house with a handmade broom made of one large stick and some twigs tied together that acted as the bristles.

When she called out to Sun Wukong, there was still some dust that was flowing downwind.

"Excuse me, sir. If you are looking for the people who live here, then I am sorry to say that they have already left this world."

Her voice came out labored and hash, almost as if she had a cough stuck in her throat. Yet the old sage paid no attention to it. Rather, it was the woman's words that caused him to stop.

Sun Wukong paused momentarily before asking with some trepidation.

"And the son?"

The old woman sighed while she shook her head.

"Alas, I heard that the boy was sold by his parents a few months ago."

Sun Wukong froze at that sudden input of information. He didn't even bother replying to the old woman before turning around and walking away. His heart was filled with saltiness and regret at the sudden turn of the situation.