Harem Incubus System: I Broke Supernatural Beauties With Earthly Kinks Chapter 28: You Bastard

"Stop!" The principal exclaid in an attempt to stop the match.

With a force groan, Rick spat out blood as Lady Kaori held him in the air.

"Tell one thing Lady Kaori... Why?" He asked with a soft voice, it was shocking, that she wanted to kill him just because of Mason saved her from him from her.

"Why? After all the disgrace you’ve put through? Why?" She asked, chuckling loudly.

"You dared insult peasant, tasting the dirt, kneeling before a re peasant, that’s the duties of you commoners. However, for your efforts and managing to inflict damage on , I will reward you."

Lady Kaori glanced up at Mason from within the ring, her eyes gleaming with quiet amusent. His clenched jaw and simring frustration only deepened her smile.

Imdiately, she drew the claws from his stomach and delivered a series of kicks and punches to him.

"Stop!" The princess of the higher faction ordered loudly, but she refused to listen.

Principal Selena had allowed the battle to prolong, hoping to glimpse Rick’s true potential, after all, he had managed to wound Lady Kaori, an AA-Ranked Spirit Caster.

But she had miscalculated. Every attempt to intervene failed. Every barrier summoned to contain Kaori shattered like fragile glass beneath her power.

"After this, let’s see if you have the courage to face again!" A concentrated dark ball of energy surrounded her palm and he aid it directly at his chest.

"Stop!" Mason exclaid, rising to his feet, attempting to intervene.

"After this, let’s see if you have the courage to face again!" A concentrated dark ball of energy surrounded her palm and she aid it directly at his chest.

Before he could so much as flinch, the dark sphere of energy surged forward and swallowed him whole. For a heartbeat, the chaos stilled, almost as if she’d chosen to spare him, as if the technique had been undone.

Then, like a ferocious beast unleashed, the ball of energy erupted in a deafening explosion, with Rick still trapped at its heart.

As the dust cleared, Rick lay sprawled on the ground, his clothes tattered and torn, the remnants barely clinging to his bruised and bloodied body.

All eyes turned to the ring. For a mont, silence filled the ring, the kind that followed sothing unspeakable.

The nobles among the spectators erupted into a thunderous applause, cheering at her victory with smug satisfaction, completely convinced that this was how the commoners were ant to be treated, with unquestioned superiority.

With no other option remaining, Principal Selena let out a quiet sigh, the weight of the situation settling heavily on her shoulders.

"The winner of the first match of the second stage, Lady Kaori."

As Lady Kaori bowed and stepped off the stage, Mason’s eyes were locked onto her. His gaze was cold and sharp, he barely contained his anger, though no matter how hard he tried, it kept bubbling inside him refusing to be contained.

"That bastard..." The tone of his voice dropped to a cold, low growl, vibrating with barely restrained fury. Neo, seated nearby, felt it, the raw, burning rage that simred just beneath the surface of his voice.

"Mason..."

"The second match of this stage, Matthew vs Lucy!"

As the two participants stepped onto the stage, Lady Kaori headed towards the academy’s campus, seeking a mont to refresh herself—especially to tend to the sharp ache in her injured shoulders.

"Tch, how dare that disgusting peasant make bleed, I should have taken off his arms to prevent him from ever committing such atrocities ever again."

She groaned softly, carefully tending to her wounds before wrapping the final bandages around her aching shoulders.

"Then you should have." A voice echoed softly from beyond the door, breaking the quiet in the room where she tended her wounds.

"Kyle, how many tis have I told you not to intrude on my privacy?"

"And how many tis have I told you not to leave the job undone?"

Kyle Astora—a senior at the Caster’s Academy and Lady Kaori’s older brother—stood just outside the door, his presence was demanding and strong, felt before he even stepped foot into the room.

Much like his sister, the Astora family bore a reputation for being equally unforgiving and arrogant toward commoners. Their pride was anchored in a single, unyielding philosophy, one that had steered their lineage through centuries and would continue to shape generations yet to co.

Strength is Wealth and status.

"Please, I would have ended his pathetic life right then, but I’m not as stupid as their kind. It was against the rules to take a life or leave the other participant in a state where they are severely injured."

Kyle sighed deeply, his gaze fixed intently on the distant sounds echoing from the exam halls.

"Whatever the case, I still can’t believe the principal decided to allow commoners this year, completely unacceptable. Whatever the case, by clearing the second stage you have passed the entrance exams, welco to the caster’s academy."

"Is that really all you ca to say brother? Or are you just worried that I’ll steal your glory so you ca to keep in check?"

A slow smile crept across Kyle’s lips, sharp and deliberate. He made no effort to hide his intentions.

"You caught on? You might have been ranked first on the entrance exams but it doesn’t an you are stronger than . Know your place."

With his final words hanging in the air like a quiet threat, Kyle turned and left the room, the door closing behind him with a soft but resolute click.

"Tch." Lady Kaori returned to tending her wounds, a sharp pain left by the arrow pulsed beneath her skin, a cruel reminder of her overconfidence. "That lowlife.."

"Is that all you saw him as before you nearly killed him? You bastard." A deep voice pierced the silence, and Lady Kaori’s eyes widened in disbelief.

As she turned to face the voice, she found Mason leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his hair casting a shadow over his eyes.