Chapter 124

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Chapter 124

"The Great Demon’s Masterpiece?"

"Ah! Ugh."

Blata quickly covered his mouth with his cute paws, realizing his mistake. He looked embarrassed. Under Charlotte's gaze, he quickly hid again. As she tried to find where he disappeared to, Kane smiled and stopped her.

"Don't mind him; he's just rambling."

"It doesn't seem like rambling. He seems to know quite a bit about the Blood Star."

As Charlotte's curiosity grew, the situation began to get complicated.

Suddenly, a light burst from the sky.

Flashes of light appeared all around, followed by a tremor from the ground.

"Are monsters swarming in?"

"It doesn't feel like that."

While the students were puzzled, Kane stepped forward.

"Please, stay back."

Passing Charlotte, he began to manipulate blood mana. Droplets of blood rose from the corpses of nearby monsters, spreading quickly around them.

A purple shield formed, created from the blood droplets soaking the ground.

He had made a barrier using blood mana.

Moments later, the trembling of the earth stopped.

The sound of hoofbeats echoed.

The bushes rustled before wilting and bowing down. The ominous presence of someone approaching was strong enough to destroy nature itself.

His heart pounded fiercely.

‘Dirk.’

Finally, he was about to meet his nemesis.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he hadn’t forgotten him for even a second.

He had waited solely for this moment, to meet him.

Murderous intent welled up inside.

His mana was uncontrollable, surging involuntarily at the thought of seeing Dirk.

‘Calm down. Breathe.’

He did his best to suppress the mana.

Meanwhile, the sound of hoofbeats grew closer and closer.

Soon, a familiar silhouette emerged, pushing through the trees.

‘You haven't changed at all.’

A man with red hair.

Greed was written all over his face.

An ambitious man, with no ability to match his oversized desires.

That was none other than Dirk, the second prince of the Hatzfeld Royal Kingdom.

As Dirk curled his lips into a smirk, Kane clenched his fist tightly.

He felt an overwhelming urge to smash that face in one blow.

The murderous intent he had suppressed was rising again, uncontrollably.

And when Dirk finally spoke, his rage reached its peak.

"I heard there was a capable warrior here, but since nothing happened on my way, I thought everyone had run away."

Dirk’s eyes scanned everyone present.

"The second princess is still here too. Lucky me."

Then he looked straight at Kane, standing at the front.

"You must be Kane Rehinar."

His voice dripped with condescension, as if looking down on him from above.

For someone so clueless, he sure acted arrogant.

"Such arrogance for someone with no talent," Kane muttered under his breath.

Whether Dirk heard it or not, he merely snickered.

"Your attempt to provoke me was decent, but if you think I’d fall for such a shallow trick, you're a du-"

"Enough. The fact that Hatzfeld has crossed the border into Rehinar territory means you're declaring war, right?"

Before Dirk could finish, Kane cut him off, causing the muscles next to Dirk's eyes to twitch.

The expression on his face screamed, How dare this insignificant fool!

Dirk quickly hid his emotions, replying casually, "Hey, friend, it seems you're not grasping the situation. My plan is to kill every last one of you here and wipe Rehinar off the map. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The students began murmuring anxiously.

Fear gripped them at the threat of being killed.

It didn’t stop there.

One of the students pointed towards someone.

"T-That person! Isn’t he the ‘Lord of a Hundred Spears’?"

"I thought he looked familiar...."

But fortunately, none of his former subordinates were present.

Of course, he hadn’t inspected each face thoroughly, so he couldn’t be completely sure, but none of the mana signatures felt familiar.

That alone helped to calm his anger somewhat.

If anyone he knew had been among them, Kane would have been even more eager to tear Dirk apart.

“Well, at least I can kill them without hesitation.”

As long as the Lord of a Hundred Spears, Gregor, didn’t intervene, Kane could proceed with his plan.

Time to give them a little surprise.

Kane combined his Bloodsky blades, transforming them into a spear.

Around him, the air shimmered with heat instead of water droplets.

The air slowly grew hotter.

Hatzfeld’s Flame versus Kane’s Flame.

The Red Dragon and the Blood Phoenix collided.

Swish!

Kane’s spear was the first to cut through the throat of a Phoenix Spear Unit soldier.

But it didn’t end there.

The shimmering heat that decapitated the first soldier struck the next target as well, sending him flying backward with a sharp thud.

Kane danced with his spear in the midst of them, his movements so mesmerizing that Dirk, who had been watching in a daze, quickly shook his head.

Shame flushed across Dirk’s face as he realized he had been captivated by his enemy's skill.

Dirk shouted at the Spear Unit.

“What are you doing?! Half of you should be taking those brats as hostages by now! Ugh, Dumbasses!”

Dirk had completely forgotten that Gregor, his master, was standing next to him. That’s why he could scream so shamelessly, forgetting his dignity in the process.

Following Dirk’s orders, half of the Phoenix Spear Unit thrust their spears into the purple barrier.

Boom!

The barrier shook from the impact but remained unbroken. However, under continuous assault, the barrier started to sway from side to side.

Seeing this, Charlotte summoned her mana.

“Everyone, prepare for battle!”

Sara, Sasha, and Rose also drew their twin swords.

With the second princess leading them, the rest of the students reluctantly unsheathed their weapons.

“Are we all going to die here?”

“No matter how strong the Young Duke is, he can’t beat the Lord of a Hundred Spears.”

“Yeah, if that guy intervenes, there’s no point in resisting.”

Everyone was filled with doubt—even Charlotte, who stood at the forefront. After all, they were up against a hero ranked just below the Twelve Star Lords.

Yet, Charlotte tried to reassure the students.

“This barrier was created by Young Master Kane. Their attacks have barely shaken it; there’s no sign of it breaking. Stay inside and don’t even think about going out.”

She emphasized Kane’s name, expressing her trust in him. As the Princess of Moonlight, she had eyes that could see through everything—eyes that could gauge the strength of the barrier and the level Kane had reached.

The students firmly believed in her.

However, there were still a few who refused to listen.

“I’ll just surrender. I don’t want to die here.”

“Me too. Surely, they won’t kill us if we surrender?”

“I’m sorry, Your Highness, but I want to live.”

A few students left the formation.

“No! You’ll die if you leave!”

The defectors raised their hands, signaling their surrender the moment they stepped outside the barrier.

But!

The result was obvious.

The students who left the barrier were immediately skewered by spears and died on the spot.

Those who witnessed this from inside covered their mouths in horror.

“I told you they’d kill us. Hatzfeld has never spared a single surrendering enemy...”

Hatzfeld’s reputation for cruelty preceded them. Throughout their conquests, they had never allowed any prisoners to live—not a single one. Nations targeted by Hatzfeld had no choice but to resist until they were entirely wiped out, leaving behind nothing but the dead.

Hatzfeld was an utterly merciless enemy. Expecting any form of mercy from them was foolish.

Charlotte remained vigilant, ready to attack at any moment, while keeping an eye on Kane as he fought the enemy.

“Huh?”

Something strange caught her attention.

“Why... is he smiling?”

Despite being in the thick of battle, slashing through enemies with his spear, Kane wore a visible smile.

Smiling in this situation?

“Is he out of his mind?”

Her question quickly turned into shock.

At the moment Kane’s spear struck the ground, Hellfire descended.

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