Chapter 25
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Chapter 25
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Chapter 25: Proof (5)
Damien’s training didn’t conclude until an hour had passed.
“Ugh...ugh....”
“S...Save me....”
“My...my arm... my arm....”
The knights lay strewn on the ground, groaning in pain.
Observing these knights, Damien clicked his tongue.
“These pitiful fools.”
They hadn’t anticipated that participating in the duel would leave them unable to move after just an hour.
“I wanted to keep going a bit longer.”
Damien sheathed his sword and removed all the magical artifacts he was wearing.
In an instant, his heavy body felt light, accompanied by an exhilarating sense of liberation.
Using mana, Damien assessed his body’s condition.
His muscle mass had noticeably increased as compared to what it was before the training.
“It’s indeed an incredible elixir, as rumored.”
By combining the effects of an elixir that caused bodily growth just by its consumption with his training, Damien maximized its efficacy.
Thanks to this, Damien achieved results satisfying even to himself.
In his heart, he wanted to immediately consume a second Balancing pill.
“Uwaaah... Uwaah.”
“M...Mom... Mom....”
However, it was not feasible to continue the training. Damien clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
“Hey, you.”
Damien pointed to a small-built knight—the one who had initially spoken to Damien.
“Kuuh... Kuwee....”
The knight was in no condition to answer due to his groaning. Damien narrowed his brow and spoke again.
“If you don’t answer, I’ll break both your legs.”
“U-ugh! Why...why did you call me!”
Startled by Damien’s warning, the knight hastily corrected his posture.
“What was your name?”
“P...Pavel Vermound, sir!”
“Right, knight Pavel Vermound. How do you feel after undergoing my training?”
Pavel Vermound made a face as if chewing on a bug. He tightly sealed his lips, but his dissatisfaction was evident.
“No answer?”
“I...I think it was an incredibly practical and beneficial training, sir!”
“Good. You’ve assessed it accurately.”
Damien nodded contentedly as Pavel Vermound’s expression twisted again.
“Who trained you guys?”
“W...We are being trained by Sir Sebastian Vincento!”
Pavel Vermound glanced at Damien and added,
“B...By the way, Sir Vincento is a Mid-Class knight. He is specially guiding us in preparation for the duel. If we return injured from such strict training, he will surely be greatly displeased.”
Pavel Vermound’s words suddenly accelerated, seemingly meant as a warning.
‘What’s the big deal if that guy is a Mid-Class knight?’
However, Damien couldn’t care less.
‘This kind of training, huh.’
Though Damien had never met him, the knight seemed incompetent to him.
Inwardly, Damien wanted to dismiss that training.
“If I did that, I’d just create another enemy out of a Mid-Class knight.”
While High-Class knights are strategic weapons, Mid-Class knights can be considered the core of a family at the frontline.
They primarily intervene in numerous disputes within and outside the family. Hence, Mid-Class individuals are often dispatched outside their lineage.
This was also why there was only one Ernest Horowitz from the Mid-Class within the Duchy.
“When Vincento’s training ends, come here. I’ll have a duel with you.”Yoour favorite stories on n/o/(v)elbin(.)com
“Y...Yes?”
Pavel Vermound replied in surprise.
“If I return beaten up, sir Vincento won’t stay quiet!”
“Check your body. Are there any injuries?”
At Damien’s words, Pavel Vermound inspected his body.
“Huh?”
Previously, he had thought that he’d have bruises or broken bones from being hit by Damien.
But Pavel Vermound’s body was perfectly fine without a scratch.
“H...How?”
“I learned how to beat people up a bit more thoroughly back in the day.”
Among the masters Damien had fought, there was a figure known as the Personality Adjuster.
The Personality Adjuster had reached the status of a master for a very peculiar reason.
He traveled the continent and made it his profession to reform criminals.
His method of reforming criminals was very simple.
First, he beat them for an hour.
And if the correction didn’t take effect, he doubled the time for the beating.
At first, it was one hour, then it increased to two hours then four hours then eight hours and so on.
According to rumors, there were criminals who have endured his beatings for up to a maximum of 512 hours.
In the process of reforming criminals, the Personality Adjuster developed empathy for criminals who were beaten to a pulp by him.
Thus, contemplating how to discipline criminals without causing harm to them, he ascended to the level of mastery. The state of mastery he attained was called ‘Superficial Pain’ where no matter how hard he struck, it only inflicted pain without causing a single drop of blood.
“Let me warn you in advance. If you report today’s events to Sir Vincento, or not show up here tomorrow, or do something else that would disrupt the training... then”
Damien raised his eyebrow, and his aura flared.
Pavel Vermound and the other knights couldn’t withstand Damien’s aura.
The weakest knight has foam coming out of his mouth, trembling all over.
“Prepare to be at my mercy all day long.”
Since that day, the training of Damien and the dueling knights began.
Every day, Damien called the knights and used the guise of training to subject them to beatings.
“Sir Damien! No, Lord Damien!”
An impatient Pavel Vermound grabbed Damien’s sleeve and exclaimed.
“We were wrong! I apologize for the rudeness I showed to you when we first met! Please forgive us now!”
Damien brushed off Pavel Vermound’s hand.
He was a man of considerable stature, reminiscent of a black bear with abundant fur on his body.
His eyes were rather small, while his black mustache was so large that the white one was barely visible.
He carried two axes on his back, clean but emitting a faint scent of blood.
“Greetings, your Highness!”
The man spoke with a booming voice that echoed in the conference room.
“I am Guillaume Blackwing!”
As soon as his name was mentioned, the conference room buzzed with noise.
Damien had no prior knowledge of who Guillaume Blackwing was.
Most of the knights he remembered were mostly Master Class. He wouldn’t bother remembering anyone from the Low Class stage.
“Guillaume Blackwing... the man famous as a Freelancer knight?”
“He was involved in the conflict in the Eclairean Kingdom and almost massacred the Low Class knights there...”
“He’s considered unmatched among the Low Class stage.”
However, understanding who Guillaume Blackwing was posed no problem.
Just by listening to the conversation among the entourage was enough.
“Ah, I see.”
Even the Duke showed interest in Guillaume Blackwing. The Duke carefully examined him and asked,
“I’ve heard much about you. They say you’re called ‘Wild Beast’ due to your ferocity on the battlefield?”
“It seems my reputation has spread to the Apple Kingdom as well.”
Guillaume Blackwing chuckled roughly, pleased with the recognition.
Though referred to as a knight, he lacked any understanding of manners.
“Father, Guillaume Blackwing has graciously pledged allegiance to me and has agreed to participate in this duel.”
Chelsea Goldpixie stepped forward and spoke.
“If it’s Guillaume Blackwing, he should be able to adequately compete with Michael Ryan Bloom. If father supports us, our chances will increase significantly.”
The attendants nodded in response to her words.
“Guillaume Blackwing might truly make it possible.”
“Michael Ryan Bloom is known as a genius, but judging their reputation, isn’t Guillaume Blackwing more famous than him?”
“Whilst Michael Ryan Bloom is still evolving, Guillaume Blackwing is already a veteran.”
The opinions of the attendants were highly positive. However, the Duke did not share their sentiment.
“This has become quite a headache.”
The Duke massaged his temple, muttering. Chelsea tilted her head in response to his words.
“Yes? What do you mean?”
“I haven’t introduced him yet.”
Pointing towards Damien Haksen, the Duke spoke.
“He’s Damien Haksen. He’s become the representative for this duel.”
Chelsea’s eyebrows twitched.
“What do you mean? I asked you to wait.”
“I did say that. But did I ‘promise’ to wait?”
Chelsea’s mouth twitched slightly, appearing bewildered.
“...Then, change the representative now.”
“I need to consider that.”
“Why do you need to consider that? I’ve never even heard of a person named Damien Haksen. Choosing someone like him, who seems utterly insignificant, over Guillaume Blackwing is not logical, is it?”
Chelsea glared at the Duke, pouring out her words.
“That’s true. While Damien Haksen may be exceptional... Guillaume Blackwing is more reliable.”
“If Michael Ryan Bloom faces Guillaume Blackwing, Damien Haksen can duel another knight.”
The attendants seemed to align with Chelsea’s viewpoint. To them, Guillaume Blackwing appeared far stronger than Damien Haksen.
However, the Duke’s opinion differed.
“Damien Haksen here alone breached the Duchy’s security and even blocked Ernest Horowitz’s attack. While Guillaume Blackwing’s prowess is impressive, Duke Haksen is no pushover,”
The Duke remarked.
Chelsea Goldpixie sneered at the Duke’s words.
“...You claim importance for skills, yet when it came to rejecting Mother, the situation becomes different, huh?”
At that moment, the Duke’s face stiffened. His grip on the chair’s armrest tightened.
“You speak too boldly.”
“Forgive me. I’m fatigued from the journey; my mind isn’t clear.”
Chelsea responded while lowering her head.
“I’ll consult with the attendants before deciding on a representative. Withdraw without further argument.”
The Duke gestured, speaking firmly.
Just then,
“Your Highness, what’s the fuss about choosing the representative?”
Suddenly, Guillaume Blackwing spoke up. Startled, Chelsea Goldpixie tried to restrain him.
“What are you doing now? I told you to stay put...”
“Anyway, isn’t the representative supposed to be the strongest? Let’s just have a fiery fight and let the winner take it,”
Guillaume Blackwing pointed at Damien Haksen.
Damien let out a wry laugh.
In his mind, he wanted nothing more than to knock down that arrogant fellow on the spot. However, doing so would undoubtedly equate him to an ignorant man.
Hence, he decided to first seek permission from the Duke.
“Your Highness, may I slightly damage the meeting room?”
“Hmm? Do as you please.”
Damien approached Guillaume Blackwing, getting close enough to see the hair on his nose.
“Let’s solve this like men”
“Oh, seems like you’re agreeing with me over there?”
“Agreeing or not.”
Damien extended his hand to Guillaume Blackwing.
“Is there really a need to fight? Let’s just test our strength right here.”
The attendants were greatly perplexed by this statement.
Guillaume Blackwing had not just a visible physical advantage over Damien Haksen, being over a head taller and with arms three times thicker, but he was also renowned for his raw power.
“Would you still be this oblivious even if your arm got torn off?”
“You’re quite ruthless.”
Damien glanced at Guillaume Blackwing’s arm.
“I’ll just tear off your shoulder blade moderately and leave.”
“Stop the crap.”
Guillaume Blackwing grabbed Damien Haksen’s arm.
Right after that, Guillaume Blackwing was slammed headfirst into the ground.
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Chapter 25
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Chapter 25: Proof (5)
Damien’s training didn’t conclude until an hour had passed.
“Ugh...ugh....”
“S...Save me....”
“My...my arm... my arm....”
The knights lay strewn on the ground, groaning in pain.
Observing these knights, Damien clicked his tongue.
“These pitiful fools.”
They hadn’t anticipated that participating in the duel would leave them unable to move after just an hour.
“I wanted to keep going a bit longer.”
Damien sheathed his sword and removed all the magical artifacts he was wearing.
In an instant, his heavy body felt light, accompanied by an exhilarating sense of liberation.
Using mana, Damien assessed his body’s condition.
His muscle mass had noticeably increased as compared to what it was before the training.
“It’s indeed an incredible elixir, as rumored.”
By combining the effects of an elixir that caused bodily growth just by its consumption with his training, Damien maximized its efficacy.
Thanks to this, Damien achieved results satisfying even to himself.
In his heart, he wanted to immediately consume a second Balancing pill.
“Uwaaah... Uwaah.”
“M...Mom... Mom....”
However, it was not feasible to continue the training. Damien clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
“Hey, you.”
Damien pointed to a small-built knight—the one who had initially spoken to Damien.
“Kuuh... Kuwee....”
The knight was in no condition to answer due to his groaning. Damien narrowed his brow and spoke again.
“If you don’t answer, I’ll break both your legs.”
“U-ugh! Why...why did you call me!”
Startled by Damien’s warning, the knight hastily corrected his posture.
“What was your name?”
“P...Pavel Vermound, sir!”
“Right, knight Pavel Vermound. How do you feel after undergoing my training?”
Pavel Vermound made a face as if chewing on a bug. He tightly sealed his lips, but his dissatisfaction was evident.
“No answer?”
“I...I think it was an incredibly practical and beneficial training, sir!”
“Good. You’ve assessed it accurately.”
Damien nodded contentedly as Pavel Vermound’s expression twisted again.
“Who trained you guys?”
“W...We are being trained by Sir Sebastian Vincento!”
Pavel Vermound glanced at Damien and added,
“B...By the way, Sir Vincento is a Mid-Class knight. He is specially guiding us in preparation for the duel. If we return injured from such strict training, he will surely be greatly displeased.”
Pavel Vermound’s words suddenly accelerated, seemingly meant as a warning.
‘What’s the big deal if that guy is a Mid-Class knight?’
However, Damien couldn’t care less.
‘This kind of training, huh.’
Though Damien had never met him, the knight seemed incompetent to him.
Inwardly, Damien wanted to dismiss that training.
“If I did that, I’d just create another enemy out of a Mid-Class knight.”
While High-Class knights are strategic weapons, Mid-Class knights can be considered the core of a family at the frontline.
They primarily intervene in numerous disputes within and outside the family. Hence, Mid-Class individuals are often dispatched outside their lineage.
This was also why there was only one Ernest Horowitz from the Mid-Class within the Duchy.
“When Vincento’s training ends, come here. I’ll have a duel with you.”Yoour favorite stories on n/o/(v)elbin(.)com
“Y...Yes?”
Pavel Vermound replied in surprise.
“If I return beaten up, sir Vincento won’t stay quiet!”
“Check your body. Are there any injuries?”
At Damien’s words, Pavel Vermound inspected his body.
“Huh?”
Previously, he had thought that he’d have bruises or broken bones from being hit by Damien.
But Pavel Vermound’s body was perfectly fine without a scratch.
“H...How?”
“I learned how to beat people up a bit more thoroughly back in the day.”
Among the masters Damien had fought, there was a figure known as the Personality Adjuster.
The Personality Adjuster had reached the status of a master for a very peculiar reason.
He traveled the continent and made it his profession to reform criminals.
His method of reforming criminals was very simple.
First, he beat them for an hour.
And if the correction didn’t take effect, he doubled the time for the beating.
At first, it was one hour, then it increased to two hours then four hours then eight hours and so on.
According to rumors, there were criminals who have endured his beatings for up to a maximum of 512 hours.
In the process of reforming criminals, the Personality Adjuster developed empathy for criminals who were beaten to a pulp by him.
Thus, contemplating how to discipline criminals without causing harm to them, he ascended to the level of mastery. The state of mastery he attained was called ‘Superficial Pain’ where no matter how hard he struck, it only inflicted pain without causing a single drop of blood.
“Let me warn you in advance. If you report today’s events to Sir Vincento, or not show up here tomorrow, or do something else that would disrupt the training... then”
Damien raised his eyebrow, and his aura flared.
Pavel Vermound and the other knights couldn’t withstand Damien’s aura.
The weakest knight has foam coming out of his mouth, trembling all over.
“Prepare to be at my mercy all day long.”
Since that day, the training of Damien and the dueling knights began.
Every day, Damien called the knights and used the guise of training to subject them to beatings.
“Sir Damien! No, Lord Damien!”
An impatient Pavel Vermound grabbed Damien’s sleeve and exclaimed.
“We were wrong! I apologize for the rudeness I showed to you when we first met! Please forgive us now!”
Damien brushed off Pavel Vermound’s hand.
He was a man of considerable stature, reminiscent of a black bear with abundant fur on his body.
His eyes were rather small, while his black mustache was so large that the white one was barely visible.
He carried two axes on his back, clean but emitting a faint scent of blood.
“Greetings, your Highness!”
The man spoke with a booming voice that echoed in the conference room.
“I am Guillaume Blackwing!”
As soon as his name was mentioned, the conference room buzzed with noise.
Damien had no prior knowledge of who Guillaume Blackwing was.
Most of the knights he remembered were mostly Master Class. He wouldn’t bother remembering anyone from the Low Class stage.
“Guillaume Blackwing... the man famous as a Freelancer knight?”
“He was involved in the conflict in the Eclairean Kingdom and almost massacred the Low Class knights there...”
“He’s considered unmatched among the Low Class stage.”
However, understanding who Guillaume Blackwing was posed no problem.
Just by listening to the conversation among the entourage was enough.
“Ah, I see.”
Even the Duke showed interest in Guillaume Blackwing. The Duke carefully examined him and asked,
“I’ve heard much about you. They say you’re called ‘Wild Beast’ due to your ferocity on the battlefield?”
“It seems my reputation has spread to the Apple Kingdom as well.”
Guillaume Blackwing chuckled roughly, pleased with the recognition.
Though referred to as a knight, he lacked any understanding of manners.
“Father, Guillaume Blackwing has graciously pledged allegiance to me and has agreed to participate in this duel.”
Chelsea Goldpixie stepped forward and spoke.
“If it’s Guillaume Blackwing, he should be able to adequately compete with Michael Ryan Bloom. If father supports us, our chances will increase significantly.”
The attendants nodded in response to her words.
“Guillaume Blackwing might truly make it possible.”
“Michael Ryan Bloom is known as a genius, but judging their reputation, isn’t Guillaume Blackwing more famous than him?”
“Whilst Michael Ryan Bloom is still evolving, Guillaume Blackwing is already a veteran.”
The opinions of the attendants were highly positive. However, the Duke did not share their sentiment.
“This has become quite a headache.”
The Duke massaged his temple, muttering. Chelsea tilted her head in response to his words.
“Yes? What do you mean?”
“I haven’t introduced him yet.”
Pointing towards Damien Haksen, the Duke spoke.
“He’s Damien Haksen. He’s become the representative for this duel.”
Chelsea’s eyebrows twitched.
“What do you mean? I asked you to wait.”
“I did say that. But did I ‘promise’ to wait?”
Chelsea’s mouth twitched slightly, appearing bewildered.
“...Then, change the representative now.”
“I need to consider that.”
“Why do you need to consider that? I’ve never even heard of a person named Damien Haksen. Choosing someone like him, who seems utterly insignificant, over Guillaume Blackwing is not logical, is it?”
Chelsea glared at the Duke, pouring out her words.
“That’s true. While Damien Haksen may be exceptional... Guillaume Blackwing is more reliable.”
“If Michael Ryan Bloom faces Guillaume Blackwing, Damien Haksen can duel another knight.”
The attendants seemed to align with Chelsea’s viewpoint. To them, Guillaume Blackwing appeared far stronger than Damien Haksen.
However, the Duke’s opinion differed.
“Damien Haksen here alone breached the Duchy’s security and even blocked Ernest Horowitz’s attack. While Guillaume Blackwing’s prowess is impressive, Duke Haksen is no pushover,”
The Duke remarked.
Chelsea Goldpixie sneered at the Duke’s words.
“...You claim importance for skills, yet when it came to rejecting Mother, the situation becomes different, huh?”
At that moment, the Duke’s face stiffened. His grip on the chair’s armrest tightened.
“You speak too boldly.”
“Forgive me. I’m fatigued from the journey; my mind isn’t clear.”
Chelsea responded while lowering her head.
“I’ll consult with the attendants before deciding on a representative. Withdraw without further argument.”
The Duke gestured, speaking firmly.
Just then,
“Your Highness, what’s the fuss about choosing the representative?”
Suddenly, Guillaume Blackwing spoke up. Startled, Chelsea Goldpixie tried to restrain him.
“What are you doing now? I told you to stay put...”
“Anyway, isn’t the representative supposed to be the strongest? Let’s just have a fiery fight and let the winner take it,”
Guillaume Blackwing pointed at Damien Haksen.
Damien let out a wry laugh.
In his mind, he wanted nothing more than to knock down that arrogant fellow on the spot. However, doing so would undoubtedly equate him to an ignorant man.
Hence, he decided to first seek permission from the Duke.
“Your Highness, may I slightly damage the meeting room?”
“Hmm? Do as you please.”
Damien approached Guillaume Blackwing, getting close enough to see the hair on his nose.
“Let’s solve this like men”
“Oh, seems like you’re agreeing with me over there?”
“Agreeing or not.”
Damien extended his hand to Guillaume Blackwing.
“Is there really a need to fight? Let’s just test our strength right here.”
The attendants were greatly perplexed by this statement.
Guillaume Blackwing had not just a visible physical advantage over Damien Haksen, being over a head taller and with arms three times thicker, but he was also renowned for his raw power.
“Would you still be this oblivious even if your arm got torn off?”
“You’re quite ruthless.”
Damien glanced at Guillaume Blackwing’s arm.
“I’ll just tear off your shoulder blade moderately and leave.”
“Stop the crap.”
Guillaume Blackwing grabbed Damien Haksen’s arm.
Right after that, Guillaume Blackwing was slammed headfirst into the ground.
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Chapter 25Translator KieProofreader Demon God's male DiscipleQuality Checker KawaiiChapter 25: Proof 5 Damien's training didn't conclude until an hour had passed.Ugh...ugh....S...Save me....My...my arm... my arm....The knights lay strewn on the ground, groaning in pain.Observing these knights, Damien clicked his tongue.These pitiful fools.They hadn't anticipated that participating in the duel would leave them unable to move after just an hour.I wanted to keep going a bit longer.Damien sheathed his sword and removed all the magical artifacts he was wearing.In an instant, his heavy body felt light, accompanied by an exhilarating sense of liberation.Using mana, Damien assessed his body's condition.His muscle mass had noticeably increased as compared to what it was before the training.It's indeed an incredible elixir, as rumored.By combining the effects of an elixir that caused bodily growth just by its consumption with his training, Damien maximized its efficacy.Thanks to this, Damien achieved results satisfying even to himself.In his heart, he wanted to immediately consume a second Balancing pill.Uwaaah... Uwaah.M...Mom... Mom....However, it was not feasible to continue the training. Damien clicked his tongue disapprovingly.Hey, you.Damien pointed to a small-built knightthe one who had initially spoken to Damien.Kuuh... Kuwee....The knight was in no condition to answer due to his groaning. Damien narrowed his brow and spoke again.If you don't answer, I'll break both your legs.U-ugh! Why...why did you call me!Startled by Damien's warning, the knight hastily corrected his posture.What was your name?P...Pavel Vermound, sir!Right, knight Pavel Vermound. How do you feel after undergoing my training?Pavel Vermound made a face as if chewing on a bug. He tightly sealed his lips, but his dissatisfaction was evident.No answer?I...I think it was an incredibly practical and beneficial training, sir!Good. You've assessed it accurately.Damien nodded contentedly as Pavel Vermound's expression twisted again.Who trained you guys?W...We are being trained by Sir Sebastian Vincento!Pavel Vermound glanced at Damien and added, B...By the way, Sir Vincento is a Mid-Class knight. He is specially guiding us in preparation for the duel. If we return injured from such strict training, he will surely be greatly displeased.Pavel Vermound's words suddenly accelerated, seemingly meant as a warning.What's the big deal if that guy is a Mid-Class knight?'However, Damien couldn't care less.This kind of training, huh.'Though Damien had never met him, the knight seemed incompetent to him.Inwardly, Damien wanted to dismiss that training.If I did that, I'd just create another enemy out of a Mid-Class knight.While High-Class knights are strategic weapons, Mid-Class knights can be considered the core of a family at the frontline.They primarily intervene in numerous disputes within and outside the family. Hence, Mid-Class individuals are often dispatched outside their lineage.This was also why there was only one Ernest Horowitz from the Mid-Class within the Duchy.When Vincento's training ends, come here. I'll have a duel with you.Yoour favorite stories on n/o/velbin.comY...Yes?Pavel Vermound replied in surprise.If I return beaten up, sir Vincento won't stay quiet!Check your body. Are there any injuries?At Damien's words, Pavel Vermound inspected his body.Huh?Previously, he had thought that he'd have bruises or broken bones from being hit by Damien.But Pavel Vermound's body was perfectly fine without a scratch.H...How?I learned how to beat people up a bit more thoroughly back in the day.Among the masters Damien had fought, there was a figure known as the Personality Adjuster.The Personality Adjuster had reached the status of a master for a very peculiar reason.He traveled the continent and made it his profession to reform criminals.His method of reforming criminals was very simple.First, he beat them for an hour.And if the correction didn't take effect, he doubled the time for the beating.At first, it was one hour, then it increased to two hours then four hours then eight hours and so on.According to rumors, there were criminals who have endured his beatings for up to a maximum of 512 hours.In the process of reforming criminals, the Personality Adjuster developed empathy for criminals who were beaten to a pulp by him.Thus, contemplating how to discipline criminals without causing harm to them, he ascended to the level of mastery. The state of mastery he attained was called Superficial Pain' where no matter how hard he struck, it only inflicted pain without causing a single drop of blood.Let me warn you in advance. If you report today's events to Sir Vincento, or not show up here tomorrow, or do something else that would disrupt the training... thenDamien raised his eyebrow, and his aura flared.Pavel Vermound and the other knights couldn't withstand Damien's aura.The weakest knight has foam coming out of his mouth, trembling all over.Prepare to be at my mercy all day long.Since that day, the training of Damien and the dueling knights began.Every day, Damien called the knights and used the guise of training to subject them to beatings.Sir Damien! No, Lord Damien!An impatient Pavel Vermound grabbed Damien's sleeve and exclaimed.We were wrong! I apologize for the rudeness I showed to you when we first met! Please forgive us now!Damien brushed off Pavel Vermound's hand.He was a man of considerable stature, reminiscent of a black bear with abundant fur on his body.His eyes were rather small, while his black mustache was so large that the white one was barely visible.He carried two axes on his back, clean but emitting a faint scent of blood.Greetings, your Highness!The man spoke with a booming voice that echoed in the conference room.I am Guillaume Blackwing!As soon as his name was mentioned, the conference room buzzed with noise.Damien had no prior knowledge of who Guillaume Blackwing was.Most of the knights he remembered were mostly Master Class. He wouldn't bother remembering anyone from the Low Class stage.Guillaume Blackwing... the man famous as a Freelancer knight?He was involved in the conflict in the Eclairean Kingdom and almost massacred the Low Class knights there...He's considered unmatched among the Low Class stage.However, understanding who Guillaume Blackwing was posed no problem.Just by listening to the conversation among the entourage was enough.Ah, I see.Even the Duke showed interest in Guillaume Blackwing. The Duke carefully examined him and asked,I've heard much about you. They say you're called Wild Beast' due to your ferocity on the battlefield?It seems my reputation has spread to the Apple Kingdom as well.Guillaume Blackwing chuckled roughly, pleased with the recognition.Though referred to as a knight, he lacked any understanding of manners.Father, Guillaume Blackwing has graciously pledged allegiance to me and has agreed to participate in this duel.Chelsea Goldpixie stepped forward and spoke.If it's Guillaume Blackwing, he should be able to adequately compete with Michael Ryan Bloom. If father supports us, our chances will increase significantly.The attendants nodded in response to her words.Guillaume Blackwing might truly make it possible.Michael Ryan Bloom is known as a genius, but judging their reputation, isn't Guillaume Blackwing more famous than him?Whilst Michael Ryan Bloom is still evolving, Guillaume Blackwing is already a veteran.The opinions of the attendants were highly positive. However, the Duke did not share their sentiment.This has become quite a headache.The Duke massaged his temple, muttering. Chelsea tilted her head in response to his words.Yes? What do you mean?I haven't introduced him yet.Pointing towards Damien Haksen, the Duke spoke.He's Damien Haksen. He's become the representative for this duel.Chelsea's eyebrows twitched.What do you mean? I asked you to wait.I did say that. But did I promise' to wait?Chelsea's mouth twitched slightly, appearing bewildered....Then, change the representative now.I need to consider that.Why do you need to consider that? I've never even heard of a person named Damien Haksen. Choosing someone like him, who seems utterly insignificant, over Guillaume Blackwing is not logical, is it?Chelsea glared at the Duke, pouring out her words.That's true. While Damien Haksen may be exceptional... Guillaume Blackwing is more reliable.If Michael Ryan Bloom faces Guillaume Blackwing, Damien Haksen can duel another knight.The attendants seemed to align with Chelsea's viewpoint. To them, Guillaume Blackwing appeared far stronger than Damien Haksen.However, the Duke's opinion differed.Damien Haksen here alone breached the Duchy's security and even blocked Ernest Horowitz's attack. While Guillaume Blackwing's prowess is impressive, Duke Haksen is no pushover, The Duke remarked.Chelsea Goldpixie sneered at the Duke's words....You claim importance for skills, yet when it came to rejecting Mother, the situation becomes different, huh?At that moment, the Duke's face stiffened. His grip on the chair's armrest tightened.You speak too boldly.Forgive me. I'm fatigued from the journey; my mind isn't clear.Chelsea responded while lowering her head.I'll consult with the attendants before deciding on a representative. Withdraw without further argument.The Duke gestured, speaking firmly.Just then,Your Highness, what's the fuss about choosing the representative?Suddenly, Guillaume Blackwing spoke up. Startled, Chelsea Goldpixie tried to restrain him.What are you doing now? I told you to stay put...Anyway, isn't the representative supposed to be the strongest? Let's just have a fiery fight and let the winner take it, Guillaume Blackwing pointed at Damien Haksen.Damien let out a wry laugh.In his mind, he wanted nothing more than to knock down that arrogant fellow on the spot. However, doing so would undoubtedly equate him to an ignorant man.Hence, he decided to first seek permission from the Duke.Your Highness, may I slightly damage the meeting room?Hmm? Do as you please.Damien approached Guillaume Blackwing, getting close enough to see the hair on his nose.Let's solve this like menOh, seems like you're agreeing with me over there?Agreeing or not.Damien extended his hand to Guillaume Blackwing.Is there really a need to fight? Let's just test our strength right here.The attendants were greatly perplexed by this statement.Guillaume Blackwing had not just a visible physical advantage over Damien Haksen, being over a head taller and with arms three times thicker, but he was also renowned for his raw power.Would you still be this oblivious even if your arm got torn off?You're quite ruthless.Damien glanced at Guillaume Blackwing's arm. I'll just tear off your shoulder blade moderately and leave.Stop the crap.Guillaume Blackwing grabbed Damien Haksen's arm.Right after that, Guillaume Blackwing was slammed headfirst into the ground.Translator KieProofreader Demon God's male DiscipleQuality Checker Kawaii
