System's POV

Chapter 796 Why Did You Have To Poke A Hornet’s Nest?

Chapter 796 Why Did You Have To Poke A Hornet’s Nest?

Clark looked through the window of his hotel room and took in the sight of the night sky.

The moon was shining brightly, and from time to time, beautiful falling stars lit up the dark ether, making him sigh in his heart.

Each falling star represented the death of a Wanderer in Solterra, making star gazing a very painful experience for Wanderers, who knew what it signified.

Depressed by the sight as tragic as it is beautiful, he closed the window of his room and laid down on the bed, covering his eyes with the palm of his hand.

After being disowned by his Grandfather, although there was no fanfare nor was there a declaration relayed to the media outlets or the public as a whole, the entire Ashford Clan knew that, moving forward, Clark no longer belonged to the Ashford Clan.

His father, Claude, was still the Patriarch of the Clan, but his brothers and the other ambitious members of the family were all eyeing his seat, waiting for the chance to take his place.

The young man could still remember the time he was packing his things inside his room, when his father and mother came to see him one last time.

His mother, a strong-willed woman, had uncontrollably cried as she held him in her arms.

They were not allowed to support him in any way, whether subtle, discreet, or through any third parties.

Aaron Ashford threatened that if either of them did such a thing, not only would Claude lose his position as Patriarch, but they would also be kicked out of the Ashford Clan.

Truth be told, Clark's mother, Natasha, who had the same hair color as Clark, was not afraid to get kicked out of the Ashford Clan with her son.

However, she understood that once they lost the protection of the Ashford Clan, their enemies, whom they had antagonized in the past, would no longer have any reasons to fear them.

This would only make their lives miserable.

At least, as long as Claude and Natasha remained in the Ashford Clan, the most their son would receive was humiliation and ridicule.

People would still have to think twice about harming him since Claude was still the Patriarch of the Ashford Clan.

There was a big possibility that he would go all out to erase them and their families, as well as their entire bloodline from the face of the world, as his final act as the Patriarch of one of the Monarch Clans in the world.

That mere possibility served as a protective charm that hung around Clark, giving him a layer of protection from those who wished him harm.

After their tearful goodbye, the young man stared long and hard at his father and gave him one last piece of advice.

"Father, no matter what happens, don't antagonize the Leventis Family," Clark said. "This is especially true for Zion Leventis. He is not someone that you can provoke without suffering the consequences. He..."

Then, since this wasn't about his father, he thought that there might be people spying on their conversation.

However, he ruled out this thought as well.

They were currently in the most secured location of the Ashford Clan, and only he, his wife, and Aaron had the clearance to enter this place.

After eliminating all of these other variables, Claude finally realized what his son was implying.

Since he was pointing upward, that meant that he wasn't really referring to the ceiling, but the sky outside.

And the sky was often referred to as the Heavens.

Claude's expression turned solemn because he knew that his son wasn't someone who would joke about this matter.

He was no longer a kid who would play pranks just to get his attention.

"I think I know what you're trying to say," Claude said. "You might have some kind of restriction preventing you from telling us everything. However, rest assured, I will do as you say.

"Even if my Father, your Uncles, or cousins pick a fight with Zion, I will stay out of it. You have my word."

Clark sighed in relief because he no longer had to worry about his father.

Zion had promised him one thing.

"A day will come when the one calling the shots in the Ashford Clan is no longer someone named Aaron Ashford," Zion had told him back then. "So, until then, you better tell your father to survive the schemes of his family members, who want to kick him out of his position as Patriarch."

If Clark listened to this statement before he came face to face with the Order of the Apocalypse, he might have just laughed at Zion and called him delusional.

But he knew enough to rejoice that he was no longer fighting against a Devil.

Both of them were now on the same side!

"Grandfather... just what did you do to offend Zion?" Clark muttered as he stared at the ceiling of his room. "Why did you have to poke a hornet's nest?"

Clark didn't know the answers to this question.

He was not aware that Thirteen's grudge and hatred toward Aaron Ashford were already hundreds of years old. It was a grudge that had started even before Clark and Claude were even born.

A grudge that would come full circle and make Aaron regret his decision of stabbing the person who saved the world from a Calamity that brought everyone to their knees.