The Medallion novel Chapter 321

Now that the contest was finished, Rocky thought he could finally relax. Sadly, he was wrong. Despite the conclusion of the contest, he still had a lot of loose ends to tie up. The two beauties stood before him were an excellent example. At any other time, he would've been accosted by two gorgeous women like Isis and Marin. But at that moment, he was a little scared by the strange glint in their look as they stared at him with narrowed eyes.

"What are you two planning?" Rocky stepped back with a shudder when they only leaned towards him and looked at each other instead of answering him. He felt like he was a student once again, waiting for a punishment after he had done something wrong. Which was just wrong because he was an adult who could control powerful beasts. He even crossed his arms defensively and puffed up his chest to cover up the discomfort he felt.

Isis and Marin rolled their eyes at Rocky's reaction.

However, Rocky's obvious discomfort made Isis realize as well the strange vibe that surrounded them. Maybe she had stared too much. Isis coughed slightly to conceal her embarrassment. She straightened her posture as if nothing had happened, and made it seem like she was only there for important business. She took out a little bottle from her sleeve and handed it over to Rocky.

"What's this?" Rocky asked as he took the bottle from her and looked at it with doubt.

"That's a healing elixir, very effective for body injuries including traumatic and internal injury." Isis answered in a casual way, acting as if she didn't care about it at all.

"That's the top elixir Isis treasures for herself." Marin whispered to Rocky when her cousin was distracted. Rocky couldn't help but be amused at the duo's antics.

"You didn't have to, thank you!" Rocky didn't actually need any elixir no matter how powerful the effects were because he possessed the magical saliva. Still, the bottle of elixir came from Isis so he accepted it gratefully. He didn't want to offend her in any way.

"Rocky, do you have any idea what you did? Why did you continue fighting after getting badly injured? You don't have to risk your life. It's only a contest. What if you were disabled or even killed just then? Did you even think about that?" It seemed that Marin merely gave Isis her time to speak, and now she deemed it her turn to scold Rocky. She really had been worried for Rocky during the match, especially when she saw that Rocky was truly in danger. She could still remember how blood rushed to her head and how her heart thundered in her chest.

"It's not a big deal!" Rocky answered nonchalantly, flapping his hand dismissively at them. At the critical moment of the match, he had activated his spiritual power at the ninth grade of the Earthly Stage. That was the reason why he was able to turn the tables in the end, but it seemed that nobody had noticed it yet. This was good news for him, since it saved him the hassle of having to answer unavoidable questions from a lot of people.

"Can't you take this seriously? What about your family? Have you ever thought of what they would feel if anything happened to you?" Marin roared at Rocky, his flippant attitude infuriated her even more that she already was.

"I don't have family!" Rocky answered her coldly. A hint of warning flashed in his eyes as if threatening them not to pry further.

Isis and Marin were both taken aback, seeing the change in his eyes.

"Well, just don't do such a thing anymore! You should take care of yourself." Marin said to Rocky. Her previously loud voice had softened as if in apology. She bit her lip in guilt, regretting her words. She knew she crossed the line even if she had good intentions.

"Let's go! Leave him here so he can rest first." Isis said to Marin. She glanced at Rocky but didn't say anything. Together, they walked out in silence.

Just as they had gone outside, the door burst open and Sheridan came in. He rushed hastily to Rocky's side and felt his wrist for a pulse.

"Phew, what a relief! No internal injury! And still in one piece. Great! You're not going to die then," Sheridan said, touching Rocky's chin. His hands were steady but his eyes wandered all over Rocky, looking for injury.

"I assure you that I will live safe and sound until you croak, old man! Ha-ha!" Rocky said in his flippant manner as he rolled his eyes at Sheridan's nonsense.

"Good for you, man! You defeated Dunn, the strongest deputy commander in the Crimson Dragon Group. That's a great achievement. And I've also heard that Uriah leveled up during the contest. Is that true?" Sheridan asked out of curiosity.

Rocky nodded at him, and turned to look at Uriah that was still sleeping in the corner. Sheridan followed his line of sight and saw the sleeping Uriah. The scales around its shell had changed into a fiery ruby in color and Uriah had grown twice its previous size. Although it had already withdrawn its flames that flourished during the contest, it did not look less formidable.

"It's indeed the Flaming Shell!" Sheridan marveled as he observed the sleeping Uriah.

"What did you just say?" Rocky asked with a perplexed look.

"Do you know about the Flaming-shell Tiger? That spirit-manipulated beast ranks number seven on the Spiritual Beast List. It earned its fame and its name because of its flaming, red shell. The ruby shell of Uriah is extremely similar to the Flaming Shell. What's more, the fire Uriah's shell released in the contest resembles the flames of the Flaming-shell Tiger. Your Uriah may be the descendant of the Flaming-shell Tiger," Sheridan suggested.