Chapter 154: Dinner Guests Gone Wild

Garion and the others immediately noticed the flashes in the distance.

The sky above the Revalis main estate was glowing with bursts of fire and crackling lightning.

Rendric frowned deeply, his expression turning tense.

“What happened? Is there an attack? Who would dare attack the Revalis Clan in the middle of the night?”

He clenched his fists, already preparing his mana, but when he glanced at Garion and Raviel, he was quite surprised.

Both of them were standing there with the same tired look, facepalming.

Garion sighed. “I don’t think it’s an attack.”

Raviel rubbed the back of his neck and gave a weary chuckle.

“Yeah… I’ve seen that kind of flame and thunder before. That’s my clan’s spells.”

Garion exhaled slowly. “Then I’m afraid I already know who’s responsible.”

Raviel raised an eyebrow. “Let me guess… your disciples?”

Garion nodded. “Most likely. If I had to bet, the twins probably started something… again.”

Rendric blinked, still unsure. “Wait, your disciples caused that chaos? What are they doing, burning down the hall?”

Garion sighed. “No, probably just proving a point. They tend to… ’express’ themselves through fighting.”

Raviel chuckled helplessly. “And my elders tend to ’teach lessons’ through yelling. Put them together and, well…”

Garion finished his sentence. “You get thunder and fire lighting up the sky.”

Both men sighed at the same time.

Raviel crossed his arms. “So… basically, it’s both our faults.”

Garion nodded slightly. “I’d say that’s fair.”

Rendric groaned, pressing his hand against his forehead.

“Patriarch, we can’t just stand here! The elders will destroy half the dining hall if this continues!”

Raviel gave a small nod. “You’re right. Let’s head back before they turn the clan into rubble.”

He reached into his storage ring and pulled out a small metallic object that looked like a miniature boat.

Garion raised an eyebrow. “That’s a flying vessel?”

Raviel smirked. “My personal one. Compact, fast, and only fits a handful of people.”

Rendric blinked. “You could’ve used this to come here faster.”

Raviel shrugged. “I didn’t want to show off in front of a guest. But right now, I think it’s time to forget about manners.”

He tossed the small ship into the air. It expanded instantly, unfolding into a sleek flying craft big enough for four people.

Garion grinned slightly. “Nice. Looks convenient.”

Raviel stepped onto it first, waving them over.

“Convenient and fast. Come on, let’s move before my elders get roasted or your disciples start breaking furniture.”

Garion followed him aboard, shaking his head with a faint smile.

“They’ve been around me too long. I should’ve known something like this would happen.”

Rendric climbed in last, still muttering. “Next time, I’m not leaving them alone even for a minute.”

Raviel laughed. “You say that now, but once you see them fight, you might want to stay far away.”

The small flying ship lifted off the ground, its engines humming softly before shooting into the night sky.

Below them, streaks of flame and lightning were still flashing across the Revalis estate.

Garion folded his arms and sighed. “Let’s just hope the building’s still standing when we get there.”

Raviel smirked. “Knowing those kids of yours? I doubt it.”

Rendric groaned again. “This is going to be a long night.”

The ship sped off toward the glowing chaos in the distance, cutting through the sky.

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Back in the main hall, the situation was already out of control… though not in the way most expected.

The elders had surrounded the center of the room, mana flaring as their robes fluttered from the pressure.

Flames and sparks danced in the air. But the strange thing was that the twins and the others weren’t even fighting.

They were sitting calmly at their table, still chewing their food.

Rynar glanced over at the chaos and sighed. “Senior Sister’s at it again.”

Rynor nodded, taking another bite of roasted meat. “Yeah. She didn’t even wait for us.”

Rachel stood behind them, covering her mouth in disbelief. “She’s fighting the elders! Aren’t you going to stop her!?”

The twins spoke at the same time. “Nope.”

Rachel nearly fainted. “What do you mean ’nope’!?”

Rynar grinned. “If we step in, it’ll get worse.”

Rynor smirked. “Besides, she’s probably enjoying it.”

They both turned their heads toward the fight again.

In the center of the hall, Dahlia was laughing loudly as she dodged a wave of flame coming from an elder’s palm.

Her body twisted gracefully as she rolled forward and countered with a clean kick, sending the old man sliding back a few meters.

“Come on, Elders!” she shouted, smiling wide. “You’re too stiff! This can’t be all you’ve got!”

’My mana core cells should be about 85% refined. Not complete yet… but should be enough to crush these pesky elders.’

One of the elders gritted his teeth, slamming his hand down. “[Flame Burst]!”

A surge of red mana exploded across the floor, sending shockwaves through the hall.

The disciples had to grab onto the tables to keep from being thrown back.

Rachel’s eyes widened. “That’s a Second Realm completion spell! She can’t…”

Before she could finish, Dahlia stepped through the blast, her aura flaring brightly.

The flames hit her arms but didn’t burn her. Instead, her mana pulsed outward, scattering the fire like dust.

She smirked, crouching slightly as she clenched her fists.

A faint glow burst from her legs as she spun, striking the ground.

A wave of energy rippled outward, throwing three elders off their feet.

Another elder who had been waiting behind her thrust his arm forward.

“[Thunder Strike]!”

Bolts of lightning rained down from above, but Dahlia grinned, moving her body in a perfect side-step.

The electricity grazed past her hair as she slammed her foot down and leaped up, throwing a punch charged with mana.

Her fist collided with the elder’s barrier, cracking it instantly before sending him crashing into the wall.

Rynar whistled. “That’s number four.”

Rynor grinned. “She’s on fire tonight.”

Rachel looked at them, completely pale. “She’s fighting five elders, and you’re here making jokes!?”

Rynor shrugged. “Well, she’s winning.”

The air inside the hall crackled again as another elder tried to back her into a corner.

Dahlia smiled as she burned, letting her mana flow even more.

The last standing elder growled, summoning flame around his entire body.

“[Flame Serpent]!”

A massive fire serpent roared toward her, filling the hall with light.

Dahlia tightened her stance and smiled. “Alright then. Let’s end this.”

She drew in a deep breath, her body glowing faintly before releasing a burst of condensed mana through her leg.

Her kick connected with the serpent’s head, shattering it into pieces and scattering harmless embers through the hall.

The elder stumbled backward, eyes wide in disbelief.

Dahlia landed smoothly, brushing dust off her hands. “Next time, pick your fights better.”

The entire hall went quiet.

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