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chapter-43

Chapter 43: A*** Destroying Princess

"Fuuu...."

A cloud of smoke was breathed out as Lucius sighed.

After several weeks of pursing from his attackers, he was finally able to escape their reach.

Naturally by that, he means kill them all.

Cracking his neck, he stretched his body.

"Che, old bastards thinking I was an easy target." He spat out as he threw away his cigarette.

Right now, he was mentally worn out and fatigued. He needed a safe location to rest up.

Walking over to the mages guild, he went up to the receptionist.

"Get Mark over here." He said as the receptionist frowned.

"I’m afraid you don’t have the permission."

"Just tell him his lord is here then." Lucius narrowed his eyes.

The receptionist paused hearing this and nodded.

Jogging to the testing room, she soon returned with Mark.

Lucius gestured slightly as Mark nodded.

Walking into a separate room, Lucius sat down on a chair and closed his eyes.

"I’m sorry young master. I wasn’t able to help you since the association was being watched." Mark said as he kneeled down.

"No worries. I was able to kill them in the end." Lucius replied as he sat up.

"That being said. How’s the tasks I gave you?"

"I’m afraid I have little to no progress. The traitors hide their tracks extremely well." Mark reported.

"Hmm..."

Lucius narrowed his eyes as the faction was slowly being overtaken by traitors. Even though he was the young master, his level was only 50, he couldn’t stand up to those old monsters just yet.

"Keep trying to find them. In the mean time, try to get a few good seedlings in the faction recruitment. Having a few new bloods under my control will help against the traitors."

"Understood." Mark nodded.

*AHHH!!!!

The two paused when they suddenly heard a scream coming from the main hall.

"Is there anything going on?" He asked.

"Not that I know of- ... I think it might be one of the ranking matches." Mark said pausing when he remembered what a certain girl did to him. Just the thought made him pucker his anus.

"Oh? Is the ranking match that brutal?" Lucius asked with curiosity.

For a match to be brutal, it’ll have to cause a huge amount of damage in one hit before the system sends them out.

For someone to be able to make the spectators cry out like that means they have quite the potentials.

"Its...brutal in its own sense." Mark said after a pause.

Lucius’s interest was peak further as it turned on the TV and tuned into the fight.

"Young master I don’t think you should w-..." Mark’s warning was a little too late as they saw Shiro pierce the ass of the person who’s ranked 18th on the list.

Lucius’s face darkened slightly as he saw how she aimed at the ass of the enemies.

"Actually... isn’t she..." He muttered finding her a little familiar.

’Wait isn’t she the little girl who caused me to waste time!’ He thought when he saw her face.

"Mark. I want you to give me all the information you have on her." He said with narrowed eyes.

"Here, I was attending to her not too long ago so I have her information on me." Mark said handing him the ID copy.

"Hmm... aged 13 and level 30 huh? Interesting." He smiled.

"Try recruit her into our group when the faction recruitment starts." Lucius smiled.

"I’ll try." Mark nodded.

Dismissing mark, Lucius sat on the sat with a smile as he watched her fight.

’How vulgar... yet oddly effective. We humans have little to no protection on our rear, making it a prime weak point. There is a natural entry there to destroy your internals after all. We can protect our eyes, our mouths and other points in front of us. But one would almost never protect their ass.’ Lucius thought.

It was an interesting weakness that Shiro had shown him. It maybe vulgar, it maybe shameless, but it was effective. Male, female, monster, everyone had the weakness par from some.

With such a spot available, if would be dumb not to attack it.

’The only factor restraining this would be embarrassment. Her face would be awfully thick if she isn’t embarrassed by this. Perhaps I should consider this weakness as well.’ He thought with a smile.

His eyes glowed with interest as he continued to read her records.

Tapping his fingers, a shadow version on him rose up as it bowed.

"Keep an eye on her. I want to see if she’s hiding anything else."

The shadow faded into the cracks of the wall as he continued to watch.

It was during the 4th match did he frown.

"Those movements... why do they seem similar to the martial arts of the founder." He muttered.

The founder of the faction he was in, Shadow Palace, used a special set of martial arts that was lost through time. The Martial arts while only a fragment of the original, allowed her to propel the Shadow Palace up the ranks of the factions out in the world.

The martial arts focused on ghost like movements and was purely a movement type martial art.

It was with this that the founder was titled Ghost.

However, he was witnessing Shiro perform a similar set of movements that fit with the description of the founder’s martial art.

Standing up from his chair, he decided to have a little talk with her when she comes out of the simulation.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean she’s always going for the ass, right? She’s also killing them one by one. Doesn’t she know she could fight the top 10?"

"You mean to say she’s setting an example?"

"Perhaps. Either that or do you think she has a thing for.. you know."

"... is she a sadist?"

"Why else do you think she’s fighting them one by one."

"Oh god! Imagine if she fought like this in real life."

"... don’t. This world is cursed enough as it is!"

"You can’t deny it though!"

"I suppose you’re right."

"When she gets into top 10, do you think she’ll get a title as well? Would they even allow it though."

"Hmm, true. Titles are based on combat habits. With a habit like her’s, what do you think she could be called?"