The Second Incarnation of the God of Creation

Uproar!

The sky was dyed a sunset red; it was fast approaching noon. Despite the late hour, the capital city of the kingdom of Albanian was bustling with the liveliness of its people.

Among that crowd the figure of a young teenage girl dressed in a beautiful green dress was mixed in with the crowd. Her long silky green hair cascaded down to her slender waist, her figure was both graceful and slender. Naturally, she was endowed with an otherworldly beauty, it was naturally the wind spirit, Alya.

Following her from a step behind was a young slender woman who was blessed with alluring beauty, she seemed to be roughly seventeen or nineteen years of age, her long silver hair flowed down to her waist.

Furthermore, the silver-haired beauty had two fox ears on her head and nine silver tails moved gracefully behind her rear. Both Alya and Nikita were making their way back towards the direction of the inn.

"Once we get back, let's take a nice hot bath and then have a warm meal."

Alya suggested, cheerfully, as she walked next to Nikita who had a beaten-up Haruto on her back.

"A warm meal sounds really good, especially after such a wonderful battle."

Nikita replied, her fox ears stood up as her tails swayed in happiness.

"Please mom, turn the air conditioner off! I thought I was going to be frozen to death."

Haruto who was being carried on Nikita's back suddenly mumble nonsensical to himself. His black hair was messy, and his complexion was slightly pale, as though he lacked blood, and his body trembled occasionally as though he was placed in an ice bath.

His current self-seem like a harmless little kitten as he rested on her back. During the climax of his battle with Nikita she had used a secret technique of her race. A tsunami of ice and snow completely engulfed him, turning him into an ice statue.

It took both the efforts of Alya and Nikita to thaw him out of the ice, by then, he was already suffering from frostbite.

"N-No-No more ice..."

"He hehe... I think you went overboard with your last attack; Haruto looks like he was suffering from some kind of trauma."

Seeing the state Haruto was in Alya couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Nikita puffed up her ample chest as she replied.

"Even with his senses amplified through spirit arts, its completely useless if he can't even move or react his body to the attack in time."

Nikita responded, bluntly.

"Oya, aren't your expectations a little too high there?"

Alya said that while blinking blankly as she sent Nikita a look of exasperation. After all, while Haruto's physical body had been enhanced, out running that tsunami of ice and snow that covered the entire sky and had exceeded a distance of roughly several kilometres was an impossible feat. Even Alya wasn't confident she could escape such a technique, unless she used her release form.

(Seriously, the fox race is just as monstrous as I remember.)

"Hmph, of course not. This level is naturally not enough, he won't be able to give me a satisfactory battle unless he is at the dragon slayer, Sir Leo's level."

Nikita replied, as she huffed through her nose.

"A-Are you kidding? You know he is very inexperienced in battle, right?"

Alya responded, dumbfounded. Haruto had lived a modern and peaceful life up on till now, while the dragon slayer had been training his entire life, wanting Haruto to fight at the same level as Leo, the infamous dragon slayer was, as expected, it was unreasonable.