In response to Grace's words, Celestine stopped arguing and focused solely on attacking.
The cost of this was that blood began to seep from her wounds.
Today, Celestine wore a white combat outfit, and her once youthful and vibrant figure was now stained with blood, making it particularly heartbreaking to witness.
Charles had already finished his battle and stood beside the arena where Celestine and Grace were competing. He looked at Celestine, who was determinedly attacking despite her injuries, and let out a sigh.
To be honest, he didn't want Celestine to get hurt. But each ti he thought about speaking up, he saw the look in Celestine's eyes—there was not a trace of fear or retreat, she was fixated on Grace.
As ti passed, Celestine, who was putting forth all her strength, still couldn't match Grace.
anwhile, Grace activated **Beast Mastery**, gripping her weapon as she engaged Celestine in close combat.
At this point, Celestine's injuries worsened.
Having spent most of her ti in the academy and not experiencing many life-or-death battles, Celestine ultimately couldn't compete with Grace, who had been training outside constantly.
The white combat outfit was now stained a deep red with Celestine's blood, resembling plum blossoms in the harsh winter, standing out starkly against the sea of white.
"Enough, you really can't defeat right now. Stop being foolish." Grace said slowly.
She truly couldn't understand how soone could go to such lengths for Charles.
What charm did Charles possess?
He was just an ordinary person with decent talent and good luck, what was there to be fascinated by?
Confused, Grace watched Celestine, who was still holding on, and took a deep breath. Since she couldn't persuade her, she might as well be straightforward and just incapacitate Celestine. The referee would naturally announce the result of the match then.
With that thought, Grace no longer hesitated. The energy within her surged violently, and her attacks beca faster and more powerful, continuously inflicting wounds on Celestine.
However, Celestine had no intention of giving up, she fixated on Grace's weaknesses.
In the next mont,
Celestine gritted her teeth and stopped evading or defending, instead enduring Grace's attacks head-on.
Then, she seized the opportunity, using all her strength to break through Grace's defenses and plunged her dagger directly into Grace's soft abdon.
In an instant, blood erupted, splattering onto the ground and slowly spreading out.
Grace looked down in disbelief at the dagger tightly gripped in Celestine's hand, instinctively uttering:
"Madwoman! You crazy person, injuring yourself just to stab !"
After saying that, Grace gritted her teeth and took a small step back, then gathered all her strength into her right foot and kicked Celestine hard.
Imdiately, Celestine's body flew backward like a rag doll, collapsing to the ground, motionless, with blood oozing continuously from the corner of her mouth.
After a mont, she tried to struggle to her feet again, but the blood loss and the exhaustion from earlier left her too weak to rise, forcing her to lie on the ground.
Grace didn't care about that, she reached down with one hand to press against her abdominal wound, while wielding her weapon with the other, slowly approaching Celestine.
Before she could reach Celestine, the referee shouted:
"The match is over! Celestine has lost her ability to fight back, the winner is Grace!"
Just as the referee's words fell, a figure rushed into the arena.
It was Charles, his face filled with urgency and concern.
After administering the miracle drug to help heal Celestine's wounds, and seeing that her blood was no longer flowing out, with her injuries slowly healing, Charles finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't know what to say, facing Celestine's resolute attitude, Charles understood he couldn't stop her.
Yet, watching soone close to him get hurt for his sake made Charles feel incredibly uneasy.
Fortunately, it wasn't long before Celestine fully regained consciousness.
She struggled to open her eyes, looking at Charles in front of her, then slowly turned her head to glance at the blood on her dagger, smiling faintly.
"Well, I guess my performance wasn't too bad, right?" Celestine asked softly.
Charles shook his head and answered firmly, "No, you did very well."
"That's good to hear. I wasn't being foolish, was I? I just wanted to do sothing, even if it ant getting hurt." Celestine said, lifting her head slightly, completely unconcerned about the still-drying blood on her body, her eyes fixed on Charles without blinking.
"Not foolish at all, you're not foolish in the slightest. I understand." Charles said, taking a deep breath.
Just as he was about to say more, Celestine released the dagger from her right hand, slowly raising her arm, her palm slightly open, wanting to touch Charles's cheek.
However, when her hand was halfway up, it suddenly stopped.
Celestine noticed the blood on her palm, it was still fresh and sowhat thick.
She didn't want to dirty Charles's clean face.
Charles sensed her hesitation and slightly turned his head, offering his face to her right hand.
"It's okay." Charles said.
Celestine's smile widened. She no longer hesitated, slowly bringing her right hand to touch Charles's face, saying:
"You know you can't stop . This is what I want to do."
Charles nodded, just watching this blood-stained woman before him.
Then, Charles picked Celestine up and, under the gaze of the crowd, slowly walked toward the exit of the arena.
At that mont, Grace, who had been struggling to stand while pressing her hand against her abdominal wound, felt an uncomfortable sensation as she watched the scene unfold.
Instinctively, she spoke up:
"Charles, take care of this madwoman. I have no grievances with her, our agreent is between the two of us, and she has nothing to do with it."
"If it weren't for the match, she would have been dead long ago!"
Grace's voice seed to carry a mix of emotions, tinged with irritation, a hint of warning, and sothing else.
However, in response to Grace's words, Charles acted as if he hadn't heard her at all, his gaze didn't linger for a mont, as if he were completely oblivious to Grace's presence, and he simply carried Celestine out of the arena.
Grace, feeling ignored, was left standing there in shock.
She had thought that Charles valued their agreent as much as she did, but his recent behavior made it clear that she was not on his mind at all.
This blatant disregard caused Grace to lose her composure instantly, she gritted her teeth and said:
"Charles! You'll regret this! When the ti cos, I will defeat you openly and make you my slave, unable to break free for a lifeti!"
In response, all she received was the sight of Charles's slowly disappearing back.
On the other side, Camilla and Luna, who had already finished their match, stood not far away, watching Charles carry Celestine away with expressions of deep complexity on their faces.
Camilla slightly raised her head to glance at Luna, wanting to say sothing, but she didn't know how to begin.
She understood that Celestine had stood up for Charles, and she also knew that Charles would never abandon Celestine.
Yet, as everything unfolded, her heart felt incredibly heavy, as if it might stop beating altogether.
She couldn't pinpoint when it started, but Charles had beco an inescapable presence in her mind, making her long for a closer connection with him.
When faced with her father's plans to bring her closer to Charles, Camilla had felt no resistance, instead, she was filled with a joyful excitent she had never experienced before.
While Camilla was left feeling lost and distressed, Luna withdrew her gaze, glancing at Camilla without saying a word, and slowly turned back toward the Cyber Academy area, quietly sitting down in a chair.
"Sister Luna, you seem a bit off, could it be that you're feeling jealous?" Snow's voice chid in at an inopportune mont.
Having witnessed what had just happened, Snow, who had grown up alongside Luna, was well aware of her current state.
"I don't know either." Luna hesitated for a mont but chose to answer Snow's question.
"What do you an you don't know? Sister Luna, don't be disheartened. You're way more capable than Celestine, so don't worry! In the end, it will definitely be you with Charles!" Snow said, patting her chest in an attempt to comfort Luna.
However, Luna simply shook her head slightly and asked with a hint of confusion:
"I feel terrible. Is this jealousy?"
Snow was taken aback for a mont, but once she realized it, she didn't hesitate to smack her own forehead.
She had forgotten that Luna's daily routine consisted of studying and training, and she had never encountered sothing like this before. Charles was the first person to make her heart flutter.
"Yes! It definitely is! Sister Luna, just listen to , and you will be able to be with Charles! Don't worry!" Snow said seriously, looking at Luna with determination.
Luna had been sowhat hesitant, but as soon as she thought of Charles carrying Celestine away, her doubts vanished instantly.
"Alright." Luna nodded.
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