Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 993  The Tribe of the Flaming Lions

Later that evening, Vicente, Bert and Garin arrived in front of an area where the sound of running water was loud.

At a distance of hundreds of meters, a cluster of bare black stones partially obstructed the view of an area with less vegetation. Standing watch in that direction were three creatures with striking golden fur, diligently keeping an eye out.

The three lions, however, didnʼt look as striking as Rex had been earlier. Standing where they were, the three had their mouths slightly open, their eyes wide in a way that made them look rather funny.

Vicente and the two magicians next to him understood the situation. As Rex walked forward, the three creatures immediately recognized his situation in relation to Vice.

As expected for the creatures native to the area, seeing one of their race subordinate to a magician was something bordering on sacrilege. At the very least, Rex had to explain himself. But they were in a different situation. Rex wasnʼt weaker than them, in fact, he was much stronger!

”Alard, whatʼs going on?” asked one of the three creatures there, the only Magus among the three lions.

These were just lions guarding the tribeʼs perimeter. There was no need for much power given how respectful the surrounding tribes were and how unusual it was for a magician to appear so close to a beast tribeʼs territory.

Light Cay was not as simple as the Polaris Realm. Only the strongest on the continent hunted pentagrams from beasts, and even individuals like that would avoid the territory of such tribes. The target would always be a wanderer, a traveler far from the tribe.

Alard, Rexʼs old name, continued in his apparently harmless cat form and said, ”This isnʼt something I have to explain to you, Elyes! Get out of my way. Iʼm taking my master to the council!”

”You dare blaspheme on our sacred territory?” Brandished the strongest lion in the group, raising his head in the air while using a stone in his path to get taller and stronger.

Rex opened his mouth and bared his teeth, with a single step forward, and then the three creatures felt a surreal pressure come over their bodies, each of them falling face-first against the ground.

Vicente saw for the first time a suppression of lineage between beasts of the same race. In the past, he had seen it between beings of different races, but he had witnessed nothing like it between the same race.

Seeing the three lions struggling to even breathe, he felt that, like Rex, he could make use of this special power.

ʼI feel that because Iʼm connected to Rex, I can use his bloodline factor and suppress everyone he could suppress.ʼ Vicente remained silent, letting his beast deal with the situation.

”I will not kill you because I donʼt blame your ignorance. You will eventually learn of my masterʼs greatness and be able to salute him on your own!”

With a comment full of confidence and a pious feeling unusual for him, Rex continued onwards, passing the entrance to the tribe, while Vicente, Bert and Gavin followed him more closely.

When they crossed the rocks, the group came across lion dens built between the rocks, some of them more complex, with mechanisms that showed off the intelligence and advanced capacity of some of these beings.

Vicente realized that the Flaming Lions were much more complex than the Polaris Realm beasts and ignored the strange looks in his direction.

Like the three lions moments ago, the dozens of creatures of different sizes and body markings in the surroundings knew what he was to Rex and vice versa.

But it wasnʼt long before, once again, a lion stopped Rex and questioned him. This time, a 7-Star Magus, more powerful than Rex, looked at the creature in momentarily diminutive form. The creature made a disgusted expression at Rex and said.

”You dishonor your parents and your tribe by returning here after losing your freedom. I find it astonishing, Alard, that you can be such a foolish lion,” said the creature in the path of Rex and his group in an increasingly harsh tone.

A few lions quickly crowded around Vicenteʼs group, even young, not very powerful ones, showing their courage in surrounding a loser like Alard and a group of magicians.

”Evrart, I request passage to speak to the elders of the tribe.” This time, Rex spoke in a more respectful tone, obviously aware that they couldnʼt simply impose themselves against that lion.

”Oh?” The creature looked at him defiantly. ”What if I donʼt?”

At that moment, Vicente took a step forward, raising one of his hands as sparks flew from it. ”In that case, you will become my seventh pentagram.”

With Vicenteʼs words, an icy cold wind swirled around the place where the confusion was set to take place, each of the weaker people there feeling their bodies paralyze, while Evrart took a step back.

Looking at himself and feeling the instinctive move he had made, Evrart almost spat at himself in shame. How could he, a powerful Flaming Lion, instinctively retreat to a mere magician?

But as his golden eyes met Vicenteʼs black ones, he saw a shadow of darkness, a cloak of death and darkness behind Vice, momentarily blinding him.

Not only that, but as he came face to face with the bringer of death, Evrart felt his skin crawl, his instincts telling him that this man in front of him was his superior and not his inferior.

ʼWhatʼs going on here? He and Alard are clearly weaker than me! Or is this magician hiding his real cultivation?ʼ

It was possible for Vicente to suppress him on Rexʼs account. But for that to happen, the magician himself or his marked beast had to be stronger than his lineage suppression target!

”Enough!”

Then, as over 20 lions stood in awe of Vicente, completely losing their will to impose themselves against the group of newcomers, a sharp voice, capable of making even Vice go on alert, cut through the tense atmosphere, defusing the effects of Viceʼs abilities.

Not far ahead of Vicente and his group, a giant lion, bigger than any creature they had ever seen there, appeared from behind a small hill, changing the surrounding atmosphere.

Not only was the creature immense, but its cultivation was colossal. A 2-Star Grand Magus, the first of its kind that Vicente had ever seen in all his time in Light Cay!