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Bab 31: A maiden's heart shot down

The system stayed quiet. It didn't even snicker in the back of Frozen Milk's mind. It seemed to have become more considerate.

"Is it uncomfortable for you?"

Frozen Milk only shook his head as he could feel the hot breath of Holbe on his neck. She was way too close for his heart to beat properly!

"If you know, why are you doing it?" Frozen Milk couldn't endure anymore and just had to ask.

"I wonder why. It's not that I have anything to do with you. Rather than that, I did not appreciate you landing on my lap and exposing my identity in front of everyone."

He could feel her piercing stare but refused to meet it, "About that, I'm sorry."

"I wonder who else you've offended to be cursed like this."

"What?" he instantly spun around and regretted it.

Even though the lights were out, and it was dark, he could literally feel her beauty. She was just that breath-taking. The origin of beauty was her, he was sure of it.

Holbe turned away from him and faced the ceiling, "You are amusing. Different from everyone I have met so far."

There it was! The irreplaceable 'you're different'!

Even though the protagonist wasn't that much different, they'd always be stuck with that stigma and arouse everyone's interest and attraction! Frozen Milk couldn't believe he was put into that shameful category too.

"You're also different," he couldn't help but blurt out.

"In what way?"

"You don't cling onto the prota- Prota or Glimpse Water."

"Am I supposed to?"

"Not really," he sighed, "But it's a given that females are all attracted to them like rats to sewers."

"Are you comparing females to rats?"

"Heaven no! NO! NO! I'm just... crude ok?"

Holbe smiled although Frozen Milk couldn't see it.

"Your disciples are indeed too much for people to handle, both on the eyes and mind but I'm not interested in relationships."

Of course not, she was the holy captain! She swore to remain virtuous!

"But I think you do should make up with your disciple. I can see he is slowly consumed by what is worrying him. It is not a red but it might turn into it."

"Red?"

"It does not matter."

"I try but every time something interferes, it's frustrating, to be honest."

"Do you care for him?"

"Of course, I do! Of course, how can I not? Even though he used to be clingy, overwhelming and annoying at times, especially with the random cringe lines he'd spit, he's still precious to me and I want to make him happy."

Suddenly, he felt something soft on his cheeks. Holbe poked him in the face with her finger! Frozen Milk was so astonished, he immediately backed up until he hit the wall.

"I understand. I've decided, Frozen Milk, I think I wouldn't mind helping you even if I exhaust myself," she touched his hand.

He wasn't sure if she was trying to make a move on him, but what he couldn't see was that she extracted another black thread from his body. He felt instantly lighter and a bit sleepier.

Holbe didn't exactly have a bad or sad life. However, in a world, where men were in power, she had to struggle a lot to become a knight and a captain on top of that. Therefore, despite her cold attitude and elegant bearing, she constantly tried to cope with her low self-esteem.

She was afraid of failure, afraid of being useless and afraid she was powerless. Yet, she couldn't show any of that for being weak meant being trampled on. So, all her insecurities, all her fears and anxiety were hidden underneath a mask of her indifferent face.

People thought she oozed confidence, but the truth was she lacked it and her indifferent behaviour was her way of avoiding it all.

Frozen Milk felt bad for her and squeezed her hand, tired he mumbled, "You're not a failure. You're also my precious character. I'm glad you were born."

Then he fell asleep but BADUM.

BADUM.

He didn't know with that simple gesture and those single words he actually shot down a maiden's heart and caught it in his hands.

He didn't know that another one was captivated by him. This time, however, it was a beauty, a female. This proved he had the charm to stay straight.

The next day, everyone assembled for breakfast.

"Your Excellency, how did you sleep?" Canno once again dished out an amazing feast.

"I suppose really good," Holbe lightly smiled at Frozen Milk.

He couldn't remember what else they talked about to make Holbe smile the minute he woke up next to her, just an hour ago. Disturbed was an understatement.

He felt she changed. What was wrong with all of his characters?

"What's wrong with you? Ain't you a bit weird right now?" Glimpse Water choked while slaughtering his food.

Glimpse Water also noticed Holbe's change. Frozen Milk glanced at Prota who pretended none of this had to do with him.

"Canno, when does the tournament start?" Prota gave his plate to Canno.

"Today!"

"Then I should prepare to go."

"Wait! Just like this?" Frozen Milk stood up to stop Prota.

"Just like this. Canno please show me the way."

"Yes, sir!"

"Wait," but Prota shut the door in front of Frozen Milk's face.

"Father, what you plan to do?" Glimpse Water sill munched on his food.

"Obviously we can't let him go alone. We should at least watch, right?"

"If you say so," Glimpse Water was too enamoured in his food.

Holbe patted him to his chair again, "We can set out later. Let's first eat something. Here, Frozen Milk, ah~"

Both Frozen Milk and Glimpse Water stared at Holbe holding the fork up to Frozen Milk. They were both petrified.

Glimpse Water was the first to thaw, "Hey! Hey! What are you trying to do with father? Hands off him! I'll be the one feeding him!"

Glimpse Water also held his fork up.

"I presume, Frozen Milk would rather be fed by me, a female, than his disciple."

"That's not true! Right father? You should be honoured I'm offering you this chance! Are you really going to choose her over me? You said you loved me."

Holbe gasped, "F-Frozen Milk did? "

"Yes!" Glimpse Water smirked.

Frozen Milk had absolutely no bloody idea what happened to his holy beauty. Blankly, he took his plate and retreated to his room.

"Frozen Milk!"

"Father!"

Both Holbe and Glimpse Water followed him. He felt an oddly familiar déjà vu. The only difference was instead of Prota it was Holbe.

He had to lean against the door to prevent them from entering. He pitiful shoved the food in his mouth and thought.

If they could get closer to the villain through the competition and meet other strong fighters would it be possible for him to avoid the bad ending?


Bab 32: How would you like to die? From embarrassment or brutal torture?

Ear defying. Earth-shattering and mind-blowing were the shouts and the air trembled, being nothing but a wave transporter for the voices to reach the whole world.

Frozen Milk was astonished. He, Glimpse Water and Holbe managed to sneak into the arena where the competition took place.

It was a large, oval stadium, exactly like those in the Gladiator films Frozen Milk used to binge-watch because well, he loved to see people suffer.

However, this wasn't the thing which rendered him speechless but the fact this existed without his knowledge.

"Frozen Milk is something wrong?" Holbe sat next to him with her face covered in order not to draw attention while Glimpse Water sulking sat next to Holbe, away from him. He lost at rock, scissor and paper.

"I don't see Prota..." all the participants were lined up, yet Prota was missing.

"Your disciple didn't get here in time or wasn't selected?"

That couldn't be. The protagonist wasn't selected? Who would dare, under heaven's watch, not to fall before Prota's strength, to refuse him, to reject the fact he was the strongest being to ever exist? Who?

"Who cares. Why ain't I sitting next to father?"

"Because I have to... do things to him."

Frozen Milk and Glimpse Water turned to Holbe. You what?

"Help him, I misspoke," Holbe showed no signs of emotion on her face.

"Help him what? I can help him! It's to relief him, ain't it? Don't worry father, my hands- "

Frozen Milk took off the shoe of the random stranger next to him and threw it at Glimpse Water's face.

"You brat! What fucking nonsense is your pea-sized brain constantly producing?" Frozen Milk actually hovered over Glimpse Water and bored the shoe in his face.

"You want to use your hand? Use your bloody hand to rip out your dick and shove it into your head because it seems like your dick's already doing all the thinking!"

The surrounding people watched how Frozen Milk abused Glimpse Water as if the poor guy was a doormat waiting to be stepped on again and again.

Then Frozen Milk locked eyes with Holbe, however contrary to his expectation she indifferently said,

"Go on. He deserves it."

If even the Holiness has given you up, boy there's no more saving for you!

"Father, it hurts! Please stop! If... if you really like this so much, we can do this yknow... in the bedroom..."

Frozen Milk took a sharp breath.

"Father?"

"Bedroom?"

"Daddy what are they talking about?" a little girl, the row before Frozen Milk hugged her father.

"Shh, don't listen to them. You always see disgusting lunatics like them."

Whispers flew around and formed a chain of nasty rumours defiling innocent kids who came here to see bloody and violent fights.

"Fuck!" Frozen Milk cursed, "You two stay here. I'll go see if I can find Prota."

"Fa-" the shoe was rubbed in Glimpse Water's face again.

"Shut. Up. You disappointing disgrace of a son," Frozen Milk hissed and actual tears formed in Glimpse Water's eyes.

Why the fuck are you crying?

"Father..." Glimpse Water sobbed, "I knew it, you still hate me."

"I'm sorry," he patted Glimpse Water,

"I didn't mean it. Listen to me, okay? Stay here," he removed the shoe and coaxed Glimpse Water into obedience. He was really a handful.

"You..." he facepalmed when he looked at Holbe, but he was right now in his father mode, so he said,

"You also be good," and patted her head.

Then he made his way down the stairs.

He couldn't see but under Holbe's veil, a crimson red tainted her cold cheeks.

The arena had 20 rows and were broken up into different areas by stairs that led to the lowest row where the entrances that led outside were located.

Frozen Milk sat on one of the higher rows and as he descended the stairs, all sorts of murmurs followed him, all along the lines of incest.

He wished he was as powerful as Prota and could obliterate them all. Maybe, he should've added magic. Here, see how you like my destruction spell!

Frozen Milk could only concentrate on the whispers and missed what went on in the battleground. The host introduced the first participant and announced a surprise event.

Just when Frozen Milk finally took the last step, he was overwhelmed by the thunderous claps and shouts. He stumbled on the last stair and flew towards the railing. He stood up but then heard yells,

"Oh, there's incesaddy."

Incest + Daddy= incesaddy.

Frozen Milk's brain stopped working for a second, "..."

And the next second, "..."

Before he abruptly stood up, held up his finger littered by furious veins and pointed it at the kid's parents,

"You lot teach your kid such nasty stuff, do you- "

In his rage, he tripped seemingly on air and fell over the railing.

While he was in the air, he faced the audience with their mouths wide open and then the sky, before he fell on his back onto the battleground.

"WHAAAAAAT AN ENTRANCE! Everyone, please applaud this brave contestant!" the host roared into the microphone.

Frozen Milk had absolutely no idea what was going on, he didn't even want to know what was happening.

He laid on his back and refused to move. He pretended to be dead.

"What's that? It seems our contestant died from the impact. Hey staff, burn the corpse on the spot, we have no time to waste here."

"WAIT!" Frozen Milk jumped immediately to his feet as if someone offered him to take a dive into a pool of gold bars,

"No need! No fucking need to cremate me here!"

"That's great, everybody! Our contestant's alive!" the host grinned. Frozen Milk was sure that bastard did it on purpose!

"If you challenge our first participant, you need to be this sturdy! Now, we will begin the surprise event. A fight between a participant and a member of the audience! A fight to death!"

As the masses cheered, Frozen Milk already transmigrated to nirvana a thousand and seven times. The seven times because each time he looked between the host and his opponent he couldn't choose between two evils.

The 7th time because he seemed to magically attract any life and death situation. This bordered, no this even set a new boundary of being ridiculous. It was that grim reaper again!

How come he infuriated those that would prove to be fatal? He didn't even do anything! It was just his existence! His existence was the breaking point for all misfortune!

The crowd cheered and cheered and wouldn't die down. They cheered for his death. Not only that, but they also cheered his nickname relentlessly. They cheered to see him being brutally and in the most primitive way ripped apart.

He could feel it. He developed mind-reading on the spot. Ah yes, this superior ability that helped him not a single fucking shit in this situation!

The host left him and his opponent alone.

His opponent? Jacked, ripped, ferocious and literally just even with one glance, the definition of slaughter.

The opponent hit his chest twice and held a stance that just screamed he was ready to charge at Frozen Milk and slowly crush his skull beneath his immense, rock-like palms.

Frozen Milk gulped.

Suddenly a loud scream tore through the noisiness and was able to achieve the impossible: to silence the ongoing force with one single word burying everyone and everything in utter silence.

"FATHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR," Glimpse Water had incredible stamina and tongue-technique rolling the R like this without taking a breath.

Everyone counted the seconds.

60.

For a whole minute, Glimpse Water's shout filled the air and changed the whole atmosphere. The audience was impressed.

Frozen Milk... Frozen... it was hard to describe what Frozen Milk felt at this moment and it was too 101+ age-restricted what kind of torture methods went through his mind.

Therefore, Frozen Milk was stuck in his murderous imagination and didn't give any reaction.

The opponent stepped back and intimidated yet in awe looked at Glimpse Water and whispered,

"What a frightening opponent."

"Shall system recommend host how to die without- "

"Shut up."

"Yes, host."


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Omg I've to admit I love this chapter and the next (maybe 1 and half) chapters of this 'arc'.

It's like the calm before the storm. Brace yourself.

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