The Epic Tale of Chaos vs Order

Chapter 12: Astral Wave Warrior

The sun had just come out when a military truck levitating above ground entered the slums and reached what seemed like a dilapidated apartment complex.

Usually, such an expensive vehicle would draw the attention of the worst kind of people in the slums, but no one dared to get close to it. The reason was the words on the side of the truck.

Imperial Military Force.

No one was dumb enough to try and steal something from the Imperial Military. There were easier ways to kill yourself.

Two men with bulging muscles left the vehicle. One was bald, while the other had a large scar around his neck.

“That is Cain Laurifer’s home, right?”

“Yes.”

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After that small exchange, both men began to frown. Cain should have received a message that someone from the Imperial Military Force would pick him up, so he should have been waiting for them, yet no one was in sight.

The Imperial Military Academy was a branch of the Imperial Military Force. Most of the instructors were seasoned soldiers, so the fact they would have to drag people out of their homes was not something they were fond of.

Just as the duo determined who would have to enter the department, one fat youth came out of the truck and approached them with a servile smile on his face.

“Sir Tristan, Sir Lodon, there is no need for you to dirty your hands. If you allow me, I could go and bring that man. I know him, and one could say we were schoolmates.”

Tristan and Lodon were soldiers who had experienced war, and there was no way they would not notice the intent in the youth’s eyes. He clearly wanted to cause problems for Cain.

Usually, the duo would not entertain such silly games, but since Cain failed to obey the instructions given days ago, it meant a lack of discipline, which was not allowed in the military. So they let the fat youth do it.

Once he saw the soldiers agreeing, the fat youth’s smile grew wider, and he ran toward Cain’s apartment. He did not even bother to knock on the door and just gave it a clumpy kick, busting the lock.

“Hey garbage, how dare you make Sirt Tristan and Sir Lodon wait!” The fat youth roared those words and entered the apartment as if it was his. However, he had taken less than three steps before being sent flying away while vomiting blood.

Lodon and Tristan were surprised by the sudden events, but they immediately acted, with one of them jumping toward the fat youth to catch him, so he would not suffer more.

The bald soldier, Tristan, narrowed his eyes as he noticed how someone charged out of the department and lunged toward the fat youth in London’s arms.

Tristan’s sky blue Wave Cloak manifested as he jumped in front of his comrade before aiming a hand toward the incoming target. A blast of super-compressed air emerged from his palm and struck the assailant, sending this flying away.

Cain crashed against the ground and rolled a few times but managed to reincorporate himself. His eyes then focused on Tristan as his Wave Cloak burst.

Tristan and Lodon were once again surprised as they saw that, unlike theirs, Cain’s Wave Cloak was dark-purple, meaning he was an Astral Wave Warrior!

According to their records, Cain was just an average youth from the slums. The only remarkable thing about him was his absolute garbage Wave Talent. Yet now they found out that he was not only already a Wave Warrior, but one that took the Astral Rebirth Path of Power.

Although the duo found it impressive for Cain to have awakened a Lineage, they were not that shocked.

Humans have bloodlines sleeping inside their bodies, and there are times when these would spontaneously awaken. While it was not exactly common, it was not unheard of either.

Despite their surprise, Tristan and Lodon’s gazes immediately grew cold when the duo saw the savagery in Cain’s eyes.

Tristan’s aura grew multiple times stronger, and blades of air that cut the ground beneath his feet began to manifest themselves.

Cain’s instincts kicked in as he felt the danger of a warrior who had experienced the brutality of the battlefield, allowing him to grow calm and overcome the emotional outburst from before.

As he regained control, Cain began to frown. The fat youth surprised him during his training, drawing his wrath at the worst possible moment.

His emotional instability acted. He might have killed the fat youth if Lodon and Tristan had not protected this one.

‘I need to do something about this emotional instability. It is not so simple to subdue it by sheer willpower.’

Cain took a deep breath and deactivated his Wave Cloak before giving a slight bow to the soldiers.

“I am sorry for my behavior. I let my anger and fighting drive get the worst of me. ” Cain apologize to the duo, giving an excuse. Of course, he would not reveal the flaws of his Lineage to strangers.

Tristan and Lodon glanced at each other and knew that Cain was hiding something, but it was not their job to screen the recruits.

“Gather your things and get in the truck.” Tristan only spoke that before turning around, but someone else began to shout.

“Sir Tristan, that garbage attacked me. You should punish him!” The fat youth had difficulty breathing, but he still gathered the strength to scream. How could he accept that someone like Cain, who everybody bullied in school, harmed him?

In his mind, Cain was a nobody that no one would help, so the soldier should immediately side with him.

However, things did not go the way he expected, and Tristan and Lodon looked at him like they were looking at a clown.

“He is a Level 1 Astral Wave Warrior. I wonder how great your talent is to call him garbage?”

Those words made the fat youth’s face grow pale. He and his friends used to insult Cain, and now that this one was powerful, he could not help but tremble at the idea of future retaliation.

The truth was the fat youth was overthinking things.

Cain was not contemplating any form of revenge against this one, not because he was merciful, but because the fat youth did not even enter his sight. Before getting in the truck, he went to his department and gathered his most important belongings.