Chapter 108 - Light Sensitivity

"Herim. What is he doing here? And I thought my brother's the only one involved in this." Fily muttered under her breath after recognizing Sir Grand's opponent in all black that was hopping from trees to trees like a grasshopper and getting away from Sir Grand's hold flawlessly like a snake.

"What did you say? You know that person? How about this wimpy nerd, do you know him too?" Petunia said after suddenly appearing beside Fily at the mountain's foot with the brain freezed scientist beside her.

"Oh, hey. Didn't notice you there." Fily said and laughed nervously.

"Yeah, I saw you causing a commotion in the middle of the crowd and I thought I could use some of your help in cleaning up this mess." Petunia said, pertaining to the frozen guy below her.

"What do you want me to do?" Fily said while looking for a way to escape Petunia's questions.

"Uhmm, get him captured, maybe? Although I would want to keep him as my own personal pet and experiment on him as I please, if Venedette will allow me to do so… or should I ask for the Queen's permission instead? This guy isn't from this country anyway, right?" Petunia said while flashing a big puppy eyes at Fily who was really trying her best to avoid the conversation, but if Petunia's questions were just for those trivial reasons then should Fily still keep her knowledge a secret from her?

"I don't know that guy and I don't think he's from this country either." Fily said honestly with a smile after getting a good look at the frozen scientist under Petunia's floating Gummy cloud.

"Okay! One last thing, help me get more help to bring him back to the castle, please?" Petunia said and used her big pleading cat eyes once again which Fily just couldn't resist.

"There's a lot of guards protecting Von and Lei in the backstage, maybe you can ask for their help while I watch over this guy?" Fily offered which made Petunia purr out of happiness.

"Okay, I'll do that right away!" Petunia said and flew to the backstage immediately.

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"Where did you come from and what do you want with my child?" Sir Grand asked his opponent while having a hard time capturing him due to his slick moves and tactics that almost made Sir Grand think that he was a flying snake and not a human at all.

"Why do I have the feeling that you already know the answer to that?" Herim said with a cool-toned voice and calm demeanor while hopping along the trees flawlessly without getting out of stamina.

"This guy's discipline is on point." Sir Grand remarked silently to himself while observing his opponent's every movement.

Somehow, this guy looks like a combination of power and technique, which, if Sir Grand could guess right, was the technique of copying animal's movements and incorporating them with his natural powers to create a synergy that could help him move across spaces without spending too much stamina, therefore letting save up his stamina for a final blow that Sir Grand couldn't afford to get hit with or else he might lose a part of his body because of the compounded blow.

Of course Sir Grand was just guessing this, but among his guesses, the only one he was definitely sure of was the fact that this skill alone requires a lot more discipline than what most superhumans would be willing to practice and that he shouldn't underestimate his opponent.

"What could his weakness be?" Sir Grand thought to himself and paused his flight fifteen feet above the ground just to watch his opponent having fun jumping around the trees on top of the mountain as if gathering his power for an intensive blow.

"Tsk, you're just wasting my time, you coward." The guy complained and shifted his attention to Venedette instead who was now being choked by Yorela.

Since Yorela did not have a lower body, it was really a challenge for Venedette to land a blow on her body, especially her deteriorating severed stomach. But since Venedette could turn her skin to steel, she used her skill 'Iron skill' to make the back of her head harder and butt-headed Yorela's face from behind, giving her an extra time to remove the black liquid Yorela had been using to blind her since the start of their fight before they started clashing once again.

"He's wearing all black which made the both of them advantageous in this situation especially since it's night and the sky is dark, but his sunglasses are really giving him away for being so shiny… Wait, what if he has some sort of light sensitivity like that Crone on the ground?" Sir Grand brainstormed while glancing at the Crone in the middle of the crowd being flooded with flashes from all corners of her poor sensitive eyes.

"Hey! Look here!" Sir Grand shouted to his opponent before charging at him at full speed.

Herim was anticipating Sir Grand's attack to be the same as his previous attacks which he easily evaded once again, but the difference was that, instead of Herim, Sir Grand was actually aiming for his sunglasses all along! 

And with Herim's predictable response to his same very basic move, Sir Grand was able to flick Herim's sunglasses off of him to the ground which he immediately crushed with his shoes to the bits.

"No!!" Herim's emotions finally resurfaced when he saw his sunglasses being crushed to the dust by Sir Grand and was even more aggravated when the people beside Sir Grand just suddenly started flashing their cameras towards them.

Herim was too careless to position himself near the crowd when his very weakness was their flashes in the first place.

He thought getting Sir Grand to hurt his own people would be a good way to send a message to this island before running away but Sir Grand was quicker to notice his weakness without giving him a chance to put his plan to work.

"Who wears sunglasses at night?" Sir Grand said and motioned his people backstage to capture Herim for him.