Chapter 449 Prince Findir Of The Northern Wind (13)



The young man covered his mouth, preventing him from conceding. Everybody felt a chill shoot down their spine as the young man sealed Loci's lips with wind and walked over to the sharp sword now glistening in the sun. Everybody now knew just how dangerous we had made it… but somehow it was now being used against us?

To everybody's horror, the dark elf's face devoid of expression tilted upwards into a sadistic smile. Loci turned towards me, attempting to call out for help, but the only he was met with was a cold glare. I wasn't about to help him. I wasn't about to join in on the embarrassment. 

SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING 

Over and over and over and over and over he was stabbed with the sword easily puncturing his flesh. He writhed and screamed, only able to display such emotions through his eyes that looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. 

Some puked up their morning breakfast. Some looked at the scene with disgust. Some just watched, analyzing the boy who could potentially threaten the entire ecosystem of this royal academy. And then, with one more final stab, Loci passed out from shock, instantly ending the match and crowning him as the one victor. 

The grand assassin attempted to take away the tattered body, but with a final act of disrespect and fear-inducing trauma, he sent a gust of wind, blowing the boy's body into one of the surrounding buildings. The sound of all of his bones breaking was nauseating. 

When I turned to Celidri once more, I noticed her smile had widened even further. It sent shivers down my spine and all the way to the depths of my stomach. I felt my insides churn and twist at the sight of her expression and as she looked towards me, I couldn't help but divert my eyes elsewhere in fear of getting locked in her trance. 

"Aren't you gonna get in there?" 

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(Findir POV) 

There was a mixture of reactions but at least the common masses wouldn't come and pick a fight with me at any given moment. I could assure a semi-peaceful future with what I just did, but as Nell glanced at me with an angered look, the stalking gazes of several strong dark elves shifted onto my soul.

"You… tch…" She clicked her tongue, unable to act any friendlier in front of me as exposing such a relationship could potentially tear down her entire cold perception. She needed to be ruthless and somebody that couldn't be looked down upon otherwise the demon lord might let her go of her position and the other nobles could attack this weakness. 

But she's mistaken. I don't love her. I like her, just enough to keep her around but with enough observation and skill at copying people… the way Orion moved with an everchanging facade, was mine now. I was able to narrow down just how he did things and by applying this to my surroundings I've already established myself as a dominant figure in this school and obtained a girlfriend that has a high-ranking position.I think you should take a look at

"Some of you carry your friend away," Nell suddenly turned to a group of dark elves bickering amongst themselves. This point and accusation was a clear signal for me to target the next few who I would need to destroy. She may be annoyed at what I just did, but I guess she knows better than to not finish a job. "NOW PROCEED! THE DUELS SHALL OCCUR AS NORMAL!" 

My calmed expression once again twisted into a smile, although it was extinguished as fast as it could be erected onto my face. It was as soon as I lifted my finger, a figure appeared on the stage. Instead of me picking my next opponent, I was picked by one of my upperclassmen who was a bit larger and more muscular than the others. 

Pitch black hair, pitch black eyes, and glistening silver red tattoos striping up and down his body… there was no doubt. Originally ranked number five on the last leaderboard of the last school year, Ocru Shrendu. 

"Kekekeke…" 

"I don't know why you're smiling demon. Even if some dark elves may be corrupt, such actions before royalty and nobility are disrespectful. As the head of the School Defense Commity, I must put you in your place before you wreak more havoc." 

He had to be at least double my height. I thought I was tall as fuck, but this guy was basically a fucking mountain in front of me. All of his body had been filled out with dense and obtuse muscles not only making him look large but scary as hell as his entire output of bloodlust poured onto my body. 

"Fight me with your hands and feet unless you wish to be called a coward, demon." 

"I don't know why you're calling me a demon when you're that fucking large. You might as well have a mountain condensed into each muscle… I can hardly penetrate my senses through that thick amount of flesh you have." 

"There is no need to sense my heartbeat or breathing patterns. You are bound to lose so at least go out with honor… unless you aren't a real noble," The man spoke down on me, the surrounding dark elves staring at me with malicious eyes. Clearly, they were rooting against me… 

Gripping the sword in my hand, I walked towards him, my free hand out for a handshake. Quickly, using the same techniques that Orion used, I switched myself into a more friendly manner, my entire being exuding a likable and friendly take on my mannerism. 

"I like you. Let's have an honorable match then. One between two knights, chivalry the only thing binding our words and promises," I smiled, the young man taken slightly off guard before shaking my hand and once again smiling back at me.

"Then we shall take ten steps from each other," He announced, and with a sudden switch and turn on his heel, he revealed his back to me. It was so open that it was suspicious and since I was personally informed by Nell to not underestimate the top 5 students, I played along with his game, looking for anything I could use.