— 30 minutes later Verina Academy, Duel platform.
The Elven noble lay motionless on the ground. Many watchers left or felt the urge to vomit. They destroyed his body from the inside out. His body twitched as the final black shard of ruina pierced between his brows before he could beg for his life once more.
"Ah… What evil thods…"
Zedrid, the old elf, felt terror after what could never be called a duel, but rely torture. His eyes shook as they avoided the scene before him. He thought this boy would never kill Madrid, even with his comnts. The queen might protect him if the boy was only hurt, now he would face punishnt.
"V…victor… Vincent Schwartz!" He said with a withered and shaky voice.
He disliked this boy and wished for him to vanish one day. But he never thought that day would co so soon. Nor with such violence and disgrace. Urine covered his pants and body with a face full of tears and snot. This was not the image of a noble, but a filthy tramp.
Vincent walked over towards the boy on the ground and lifted his palm towards the corpse. He recalled both Silvari and Efrita to the spirit world and unleashed one last spell.
Mana gathered around his hand and danced with delight. His gentle voice spoke the words in an Elvish tongue, as if to mock the dying elf and his guardian.
"I send you unto the abyss, forever in darkness. Wallow in your regret! Filthy Elven racist! [Mana Volley]"
Countless purple lights ford around him. The people still left found the eerie image of the black-haired boy and luminescent purple light to be lovely. With the crack of his neck, Vincent shot all the lights into his corpse. The purple lights crushed it further into at paste until nothing remained.
"Good, I'll take care of the won of your family. Mildew lchar."
"Phew! Old man, I killed the trash, sorry! I didn't think he was that pathetic yet so old, haha!"
Zedrid was part relieved but also angry. This little bastard showed him no respect and killed the target of his inspection. He was about to raise his hand with a furious face before Vincent's next words cooled him down in seconds.
"Direct your anger at again and I'll have to kill another elf today. Please don't make my Felia even more upset. Look at her sad face?" Vincent said, as he pointed to Felia.
He wanted her to be sad at the loss of her kin and a noble that supports her mother. But what Vincent got was a dark-skinned elf chanting his na as her large breasts swayed with her joyful movents.
"Yah! My Vincent is the best. He killed the bad guy and declared himself my husband!"
"As expected of the princess! Such a handso groom!"
"Let's book the venue! This will make the queen delighted!"
Her retainers loved Felia and spurred her on. When the other royal children scolded and abused them. She was the little girl who took them in and protected them. The unwanted, filled with hybrids and exotic races. Her joy was now their joy.
"Ah, well. Whatever? Should the sa thing happen again? I would do the sa. She's my future wife, after all."
Vincent's gaze was sharp as a golden glow shot from his eyes. His harsh look collapsed a few monts later in shock as a barrage of won spoke.
'Since when?'
'Congratulations Lord!'
The three won chirped in loud voices inside his head, which irritated him. He looked to the side to avoid the old mans shocked gaze to find Felia holding a voice recording gem.
Stars filled her eyes as she looked smitten. Her lips mouthed the sa thing over and over like a lunatic, as Vincent avoided eye contact. "He loves !"
His mind took several monts to realise this girl was sharp… No! He noticed a maid beside her with bird wings. Was she a harpy?
"So it was you!?"
— Violetta POV
The boy I have loved for many years, he was powerless yet brave, hopeless yet determined. Today I finally saw him shine like a star. He may have beco a calamity star, but to , that matters not.
Vincent, I have watched you since a child. You were like a brother to until we t once again two years ago. My own desires that confused , the guilt about the death of your father.
'Could you forgive for these selfish feelings?'
'If I only watch you from the side?'
My heart races to see how beautiful you beco each day, as if it etched your very existence deep into my flesh each night as I rest. I will protect you and never let harm co your way. Those kids who hurt you in the past? Don't worry, I will get your revenge.
This Violetta Strauss will remain yours until this illness takes my very life.
'Oh, how I wish to be cured and stand by your side…'
'Fickle, father of fate! Please… Grant more ti by his side.'
— Violetta POV end
Vincent left the duel platform after he gave another warning to the old elf. He only liked one person from the Elven federation so far and she was Felia. Sothing told him that this wasn't the end. But he really didn't care. If they bothered anyone he cared about, they would either die or wish they were dead.
'I wonder if my sister is doing alright? She has not killed soone, right?'
'Hmmm, why?' He thought.
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