The Son of a Corrupt Lord Doesn't Want to Become a 'Saint'! V1C16

 Stage 1-16: Vessel of Evil, Vessel of the King

 

What the fucking hell is this all about...?

Chaos filled the air as screams of fear echoed through the bar.

“M-my body is freezing!?”

“P-Please save me...!?”

The bodies of my subordinates slowly turned white, freezing without any chance of escape.

Finally, there were no more voices coming from them. They transformed into frozen ice statues, restraining all their desires and movements.

――[Twin Magic: Frost Wind].

“Ice!? I’v never heard of such an attribute before!?”

“Haha. When you combine wind and water elements, you can produce elemental magic like that, you know.”

“Two elemental magics... So, she’s a Dual Caster!?”

Fuck... I can’t imagine how much money it would take just to hire a wizard like that.

It’s impossible for those who come from a poor orphanage to become someone like that!

“...I didn’t expect Mashiro to be wary of you too. Her strength is stronger than I anticipated...”

“I’m glad I could help, Ouga-kun!”

“Hahaha, indeed.”

And this brat, playing with me while dryly laughing.

Every time my swinging attacks with my hands approached his limbs, he deflected it skillfully and swiftly redirected my counterattacks upwards, effortlessly evading them by expending her energy outward.

Nonchalantly joking around and casually observing their surroundings, he faced this situation as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. He’s truly dangerous.

If I could employ a high-class mercenary like them, it definitely wouldn’t be from an orphanage...!

“Are you the one causing this, Ragnica!? Even though you yourself are a wicked human, just like us, right!?”

“...You’ve got the wrong person.”

“Hah!? It’s clearly you, Ragnica!?”

“Hey hey, that’s enough of your babbling.”

“Gaha!?”

The brat’s kick pierced my stomach.

Heavy...!

The sound of internal injuries reverberated from inside my body to my brain.

I... was lifted up...!?

“Uwaaah!?”

I was thrown against the wall, my back in pain.

How could he possess this much strength in a body like that...?

“Is that enough? I want to talk to you.”

“Don’t hope...!”

I tried my best to catch my breath, but the pain from my broken bones didn’t give me a chance.

Sweat dripped from my forehead.

Damn, damn, damn!

Shit, what is this? Me, who always excelled, losing to a kid? I can’t accept this!

I’ve always been the strongest when it comes to power.

In the arena of battles, I was confident I could win as long as the organizers didn’t arrange for me to fight against Ragnica.

With these fists and this body, I would never lose even if I were in the outside world.

That’s why I’ll create my own arena once again.

So that my name (Alivan) will resound throughout the world.

“Don’t think this will end just like that! I still have a trump card!”

“Tch!”

“That...!?”

“This is an underground 【Doping】... Hmph!”

I bit open the bottle cap and immediately drank it all.

At that moment, the muscles in my body began to twitch.

“Woooooo...”

My muscles swelled to their maximum limit.

By striking the wall, a hole formed and the cracks spread wider.

Hahaha... Incredible...! Right now, I’m filled with a sense of power.

“............”

“Hahahaha, what’s wrong? Are you so scared that you can’t even speak?”

“No, quite the opposite.”

The kid undid one or two buttons on his shirt.

“I’m sick of seeing your pitiful weaknesses.”

“What did you say!?”

“I’ll show you what true evil is. Let’s duel!”

“You underestimate me...! Don’t regret it when you’re dead!”

Such immense power could destroy everything.

“There’s no tactic that can stand against this unmatched cruel power! Die!”

I directed my attack straight at his face with a powerful right punch.

“Kyaaaah!”

The wind generated from the punch sent a  behind me flying.

It was truly extraordinary power.

If he took my attack head-on, there’s no doubt he would be shattered into pieces...

But it should have been like that...

“Alright. That’s why I decided to face violence with violence.”

“...What?”

I unleashed a powerful punch with all my strength, but my opponent easily blocked it. The wind whirled around the battle arena, reflecting the tension in the air.

“Listen carefully! Those called villains must make their opponents feel despair.”

“Hih!?” a surprised sound escaped my lips unconsciously.

Am I... screaming? I myself was confused by the response coming from me. My body took a step back, sensing the impending threat to my life.

However, the danger was not for my opponent, but for myself. The door of consciousness opened, and my survival instinct screamed loudly.

“Always oppress and destroy any obstacles. You do the same, don’t you?”

My punch was held back, and I tried to exert pressure with my body weight.

“But the way you choose only tortures the weak.”

Yet, my opponent easily curved it, putting me in an even more unfavorable position.

“Don’t rely on drugs. I, who have undergone training and have unwavering conviction, you can’t match me.”

In the end, I had to surrender. I was defeated by a power that far exceeded my limits. Frustration and despair filled my mind.

Ah... I understand...

I’m just a petty king of a insignificant country... And...

“You dare call yourself evil, when in reality, you’re nothing but a shameless lowlife.”

You, indeed, have the talent worthy of a true king...!

An emotional upheaval shook my cheeks. This was the first time in my life that I had fallen, and strangely, it felt comforting. A sense of weakness flowed within me, bringing a newfound understanding of myself.