Chapter 530 - Switch (9) - Charles' POV

"What are you going to do?" I continued to stare at Luke.

Our current situation wasn't the best. We couldn't leave the mansion surrounded by an anti-mana barrier. I watched Rika consecutively pull out extremely powerful spells like they were nothing. Everything appeared unreal, not able to interfere between their fight. Rika didn't seem human, the way she spent her mana to be on equal grounds, destroying everything below her.

She had to have used more than what she currently possessed in her body. Rika was engaged to Luke for her potential in possessing an unlimited amount of mana. During their fight, she really didn't seem to have a limit, meteors being pulled from the sky. As if it wasn't enough, she added many swords composed by each element alongside the creation of more fireballs and bombs. Luke was speechless when Rika was winning at some point, her opponent struggling to maintain the absurd level of spells.

Rika would definitely possess an unlimited amount of mana as soon as she turned sixteen. The Roselia family had to love her, their descendants likely to have more mana than Luke and potentially an unlimited amount. She only lost since the whole season was against her, being advantageous to her opponent. From the start, it was impossible to fly around in the sky without spending an enormous amount of mana for a long time.

"I'll have to figure something out," Luke appeared equally helpless.

"I don't think her stalker is human, her specialty probably being ice," I found her resembling the fairies during social week.

"Should we search where Rika is?" Alex switched the topic.

Alex noticed Luke was starting to get depressed, having to deal with inhumane creatures chasing after his partner. In addition to our former members crazily obsessed with her, following her around. But Rika was also a target to all the criminals that wanted her from the information about her leaking. It was the worst combination possible with his partner's body weak to the point it was a wonder how she was still alive.

He couldn't help but be more protective of her. As we started to search the mansion, I was getting frustrated when we couldn't find Rika anywhere. Luke's eyes flickered with worry, wondering if she left the mansion with my body. Nothing was predictable with Rika, anything could happen. The last room we didn't check was the mana practice room, being in the basement. Alex tried to comfort Luke, his anger vanishing.

I opened the door to find my body holding one of my limited-edition swords. It was extremely hard to procure, composed of the rarest materials while made by the best craftsman in the first district. My eyes widened when all my other priceless swords were thrown on the ground, all broken to no repair like they were disposables. I felt like I was going to faint, seeing the sword in my hand to be not much better.

The ones I had in school were more precious to me than the ones stored in my family mansions. I wanted to keep them close to me, often cleaning and taking care of them. Miliana knew she was dead if she touched a single sword. However, Rika couldn't be forgiven and killing her would be too merciful. I wondered if this was how Alex felt when his collection was trashed. Chaining and confining her was nothing compared to what she did to me.

"You can join us when I plan on going shopping with Rika soon. You can choose all the things she hates inside the stores," Luke whispered to me.

I brightly smiled, wondering what things I should purchase for her. Rika was miserable in everything she wore inside her closets. I could tell by how her body recoiled by the sight of her accessories. Maybe Alex had the same idea, sane from making her suffer under Luke forever. Even the dress I currently wore, she felt extremely uncomfortable inside. I started to recall all the clothing she hid from Luke in one of our fraction's storage rooms.

"These swords are disappointing," she turned to me.

"That's it, you're going to die right now!" I exploded as she threw my sword on the ground.

"Can you even do anything in that body?" Rika smirked with my face.

"You're going to get sick if you move around that much," she pointed out.

Rika was vicious, not hesitating to use a spell to make me slip on one of my swords. Her head felt like it was burning, the pain spreading to the rest of her body from the fall. I couldn't move, finding myself helpless as she kicked my swords. Luke rushed to carry me to the infirmary, noticing her condition worsening. I screamed and tussled inside the bedsheets as the pain increased from the medicine flowing in.

I pounded on the bed, my body tearing apart and recombining together. Although Luke increased the ratio of painkillers mixed inside, it bȧrėly helped. This was what Rika experienced whenever she visited the infirmary often. It was nothing compared to my worst cold in my entire life, her body uncontrollably sweating. I almost lost my voice from all the begging and crying to be free from the agony.

Both Luke and Alex seemed familiar with her extreme reactions. This wasn't normal, it was bȧrėly living. Some of my anger towards her began to vanish, finding out how much she already suffered.. Rika lived a miserable life.