Chapter 130
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Caesar was quite taken aback with the presence of a young girl amongst the top one hundred and twenty fighters. He had assumed the fox-kin clan were old fashioned and didn't allow women to fight alongside the men. However, the young girl in front him told a different story.
He regretted inquiring about her gender, such a question would undoubtfully make her feel insulted, alas, that was not his intention. Thus, he flashed an apologetic smile in her direction and moved into a fighting stance.
In response, the young lass took out a long and slender piece of wood. It was shaped similar to a Japanese katana, however, it was much longer and thinner. The hilt was painted black and the 'blade' was a vibrant green.
"Are you not going to take out your weapon?" the girl asked with raised eyebrows whilst pointing her wooden sword in Caesar's direction.
Caesar knew that if he didn't pull out a weapon, there was a high possibility she would feel insulted. Even if he knew this, there wasn't much he could do about it, he wasn't willing to wield his scythe against such a young girl.
Though fighting barehanded did give off the impression of being arrogant, Caesar didn't care what other people thought. He didn't underestimate his opponents in slightest, he simply didn't want to injure them on accident, as his control with the scythe was by no means, perfect.
Seeing that Caesar didn't take out his weapon, and instead, raised his fists, the young girl creased her brows. "Do you think that just because I am a woman, you don't require a weapon to face off against me?" she asked, annoyed.
Hearing her question, Caesar thought about answering honestly, however, he soon decided against it and answered sarcastically instead, "Is that a wrong assumption?" Caesar asked with an amused tone.
The girl, clearly irritated by Caesar's response, harrumphed and stated her name, "Akari Furuta" she said curtly before squatting down and preparing to attack.
"Mephisto Pheles" Caesar replied back with a whisper and waited for the referee's signal… to which, he was not disappointed. Right after they had exchanged names, the referee raised his hand in the air.
"Begin!" He roared.
Without hesitation, Akari immediately kicked off the ground and stabbed towards Caesar. She moved like a torpedo and in the blink of an eye, she arrived just a few feet away from Caesar. Her sword slashed down horizontally and an almost indiscernible wind was attached to the wooden blade.
Caesar's expression didn't contort in the slightest at her remarkable speed, in fact, he simply smiled and shifted his body to the right, dodging the attack by a strand of hair. However, contrary to his expectations, a sudden wind assaulted his back and pushed him forward.
As if Akari had expected this, she retracted her blade which was still in motion and stabbed towards Caesar's abdomen. Not giving him time to dodge, parry, or even process the attack. This dangerous combo did, in fact, surprise Caesar, his eyes flashed with a faint crimson as his pupils dilated.
The wind pressuring his back resulted in him not being capable of dodging, not to mention Akari's quick speed, he was in quite the predicament. Akari, who felt as if victory was in her grasp, smiled gleefully. However, right as the wooden sword was about to collide with Caesar's abdomen, the temperature in the arena abruptly dropped, and a small, condensed, block of ice appeared between him and the wooden sword.
The sound of two heavy forces colliding echoed throughout the training grounds and the block ice that Caesar created, shattered. Even with Caesar purposefully condensing it and making it much stronger than normal ice, it still couldn't stop the sheer force behind Akari's strike.
Time seemed to stop as the weakened blow slowly colliding with Caesar's abdomen. He felt as though he was hit by a truck and was blasted a few feet back, if it weren't for his strong tenacity, he would've been blasted out of the ring.
Large streaks were created from Caesar's feet sliding against the ground and a small stream of blood escaped from his mouth. Caesar couldn't help but wipe his lips after feeling the abnormal moisture.
He incredulously gazed upon his slender white hands, which were now stained with blood after wiping his mouth. He raised his eyes and observed the now smiling Akari, who was clearly pleased with their recent confrontation.
"You seemed awfully arrogant before the fight, perhaps, you're all bark and no bite," she said smugly, whilst twirling her wooden blade.
Even the spectators drew in a cold breath after witnessing this brief exchange, no one expected the strange girl to be this powerful, hell, from that short bout, Musashi would even go as far as to say that she was stronger than most of the clan heads.
Caesar, who felt his abdominal muscles constricting, furrowed his brows. The damage he received was by no means, small. Even he, who was known to stay cool-headed in the direst of situations, was feeling his blood boil in rage.
He glanced at the gleeful woman and couldn't help but chuckle, he slicked his hair back and took out his scythe. Its appearance was as eye-catching as ever, it gleamed within the sun and screamed danger.
Caesar twirled the large scythe around the palm of his hands as if it weighed less than a pound. His eyes flashed a deep crimson and the corner of his lips curled, "as much I don't want to admit it, I appeared to have underestimated you… forgive me for my mistake" his words paused as he took another step forward.
"I shall now answer you, in full," he said whilst kicking off the ground, creating a small crater where his feet once rested.
He moved so fast that his body wasn't even traceable with the naked eye and soon, only a red gleam appeared in front of Akari's face, causing her expression to crumble. Without warning, his large scythe slashed forward with an unmatched velocity.
Akari barely had enough time to raise her wooden sword in retaliation before she was sent flying from the collision, barely being able to stay within the ring. She stood there, at the edge of the ring, dazed beyond belief.
She had just finished gaining the upper hand and only a few seconds later, she was at the edge of the arena. Akari raised her eyes and inspected the man in front of her, he had long, flowing white hair, perfect facial features, however, his most discernible feature were his eyes that looked at her with no emotion.
Akari was used to being looked at with a pitiful gaze, even if she won, her opponent would lie to his friends saying 'ah, I was just playing around because she's a girl' she never gained recognition nor did she ever receive the respect she deserved. No matter how hard she tried, it was never enough… even her own family instructed her to just find a suitable husband and stay at home like a 'normal' woman.
This, however, was the first time she was stared at like this, it felt weird, but it excited her, she felt as if every cell in her body was kicked into second gear. She had never fought to death before, nor had she ever fought outside the stronghold. "Perhaps this is what a real fight feels like" she whispered while raising her sword.
The changes in her expression were all captured by Caesar's keen sight, "You had given me time to adjust after attacking me, so I repaid the favor… prepare yourself, it won't happen again" he spoke with a calm voice that almost brought shivers to those that heard it.
"Hmph, I won't be caught off guard this ti-" before her words even finished, Caesar's piercing red eyes were only a few inches away from hers. His scythe, once again, slashing down with unparalleled speed.
Akari utilized the wind and coated her wooden sword with it and as quickly as she could, she raised her sword in an attempt to parry Caesar's long scythe, however, the difference in their strength was apparent.
Both of their weapons entered into a deadlock, alas, Akari's feet were constantly being pushed back. Large beads of sweat trickled down her face as she gritted her teeth and tried to push forward, but to no avail, she just could not surpass Caesar.
Soon, as the back of her feet touched the edge of the arena, she mustered every last bit of strength in her body and pushed back… surprisingly, it succeeded, she pushed Caesar's scythe back and she took a step forward, a shocked and gleeful smile playing on her lips.
Her happiness, however, was short-lived, as a knee smashed into her abdomen, sending her flying out of the ring and knocking her unconscious. Caesar made sure to hold back, he didn't want to break any bones or cause internal damage.
Caesar stored the scythe back in his storage ring and walked towards the unconscious lass, her eyes still fluttering as if she refused to rest, like she still wanted to fight. He chuckled dryly and shifted his attention to Musashi, "I want her to be taken to my room" he said curtly, but after noticing the weird stares and Ahri's deep frown, he cleared his throat. "I want to recruit her as a subordinate" he rephrased.
Musashi squinted his eyes and nodded his head, "very well, that is, only if you can at the very least, reach the top 13" He explained while stroking his beard, but even a fool would know that Caesar would make the top 13.
Hearing his reply, Caesar nodded with gratification and sat down on the ground, awaiting his next match. His abdomen still ached, however, the anger he felt previous, had vanished, even he didn't understand why he had gotten so aggravated after being struck.
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Caesar was quite taken aback with the presence of a young girl amongst the top one hundred and twenty fighters. He had assumed the fox-kin clan were old fashioned and didn't allow women to fight alongside the men. However, the young girl in front him told a different story.
He regretted inquiring about her gender, such a question would undoubtfully make her feel insulted, alas, that was not his intention. Thus, he flashed an apologetic smile in her direction and moved into a fighting stance.
In response, the young lass took out a long and slender piece of wood. It was shaped similar to a Japanese katana, however, it was much longer and thinner. The hilt was painted black and the 'blade' was a vibrant green.
"Are you not going to take out your weapon?" the girl asked with raised eyebrows whilst pointing her wooden sword in Caesar's direction.
Caesar knew that if he didn't pull out a weapon, there was a high possibility she would feel insulted. Even if he knew this, there wasn't much he could do about it, he wasn't willing to wield his scythe against such a young girl.
Though fighting barehanded did give off the impression of being arrogant, Caesar didn't care what other people thought. He didn't underestimate his opponents in slightest, he simply didn't want to injure them on accident, as his control with the scythe was by no means, perfect.
Seeing that Caesar didn't take out his weapon, and instead, raised his fists, the young girl creased her brows. "Do you think that just because I am a woman, you don't require a weapon to face off against me?" she asked, annoyed.
Hearing her question, Caesar thought about answering honestly, however, he soon decided against it and answered sarcastically instead, "Is that a wrong assumption?" Caesar asked with an amused tone.
The girl, clearly irritated by Caesar's response, harrumphed and stated her name, "Akari Furuta" she said curtly before squatting down and preparing to attack.
"Mephisto Pheles" Caesar replied back with a whisper and waited for the referee's signal… to which, he was not disappointed. Right after they had exchanged names, the referee raised his hand in the air.
"Begin!" He roared.
Without hesitation, Akari immediately kicked off the ground and stabbed towards Caesar. She moved like a torpedo and in the blink of an eye, she arrived just a few feet away from Caesar. Her sword slashed down horizontally and an almost indiscernible wind was attached to the wooden blade.
Caesar's expression didn't contort in the slightest at her remarkable speed, in fact, he simply smiled and shifted his body to the right, dodging the attack by a strand of hair. However, contrary to his expectations, a sudden wind assaulted his back and pushed him forward.
As if Akari had expected this, she retracted her blade which was still in motion and stabbed towards Caesar's abdomen. Not giving him time to dodge, parry, or even process the attack. This dangerous combo did, in fact, surprise Caesar, his eyes flashed with a faint crimson as his pupils dilated.
The wind pressuring his back resulted in him not being capable of dodging, not to mention Akari's quick speed, he was in quite the predicament. Akari, who felt as if victory was in her grasp, smiled gleefully. However, right as the wooden sword was about to collide with Caesar's abdomen, the temperature in the arena abruptly dropped, and a small, condensed, block of ice appeared between him and the wooden sword.
The sound of two heavy forces colliding echoed throughout the training grounds and the block ice that Caesar created, shattered. Even with Caesar purposefully condensing it and making it much stronger than normal ice, it still couldn't stop the sheer force behind Akari's strike.
Time seemed to stop as the weakened blow slowly colliding with Caesar's abdomen. He felt as though he was hit by a truck and was blasted a few feet back, if it weren't for his strong tenacity, he would've been blasted out of the ring.
Large streaks were created from Caesar's feet sliding against the ground and a small stream of blood escaped from his mouth. Caesar couldn't help but wipe his lips after feeling the abnormal moisture.
He incredulously gazed upon his slender white hands, which were now stained with blood after wiping his mouth. He raised his eyes and observed the now smiling Akari, who was clearly pleased with their recent confrontation.
"You seemed awfully arrogant before the fight, perhaps, you're all bark and no bite," she said smugly, whilst twirling her wooden blade.
Even the spectators drew in a cold breath after witnessing this brief exchange, no one expected the strange girl to be this powerful, hell, from that short bout, Musashi would even go as far as to say that she was stronger than most of the clan heads.
Caesar, who felt his abdominal muscles constricting, furrowed his brows. The damage he received was by no means, small. Even he, who was known to stay cool-headed in the direst of situations, was feeling his blood boil in rage.
He glanced at the gleeful woman and couldn't help but chuckle, he slicked his hair back and took out his scythe. Its appearance was as eye-catching as ever, it gleamed within the sun and screamed danger.
Caesar twirled the large scythe around the palm of his hands as if it weighed less than a pound. His eyes flashed a deep crimson and the corner of his lips curled, "as much I don't want to admit it, I appeared to have underestimated you… forgive me for my mistake" his words paused as he took another step forward.
"I shall now answer you, in full," he said whilst kicking off the ground, creating a small crater where his feet once rested.
He moved so fast that his body wasn't even traceable with the naked eye and soon, only a red gleam appeared in front of Akari's face, causing her expression to crumble. Without warning, his large scythe slashed forward with an unmatched velocity.
Akari barely had enough time to raise her wooden sword in retaliation before she was sent flying from the collision, barely being able to stay within the ring. She stood there, at the edge of the ring, dazed beyond belief.
She had just finished gaining the upper hand and only a few seconds later, she was at the edge of the arena. Akari raised her eyes and inspected the man in front of her, he had long, flowing white hair, perfect facial features, however, his most discernible feature were his eyes that looked at her with no emotion.
Akari was used to being looked at with a pitiful gaze, even if she won, her opponent would lie to his friends saying 'ah, I was just playing around because she's a girl' she never gained recognition nor did she ever receive the respect she deserved. No matter how hard she tried, it was never enough… even her own family instructed her to just find a suitable husband and stay at home like a 'normal' woman.
This, however, was the first time she was stared at like this, it felt weird, but it excited her, she felt as if every cell in her body was kicked into second gear. She had never fought to death before, nor had she ever fought outside the stronghold. "Perhaps this is what a real fight feels like" she whispered while raising her sword.
The changes in her expression were all captured by Caesar's keen sight, "You had given me time to adjust after attacking me, so I repaid the favor… prepare yourself, it won't happen again" he spoke with a calm voice that almost brought shivers to those that heard it.
"Hmph, I won't be caught off guard this ti-" before her words even finished, Caesar's piercing red eyes were only a few inches away from hers. His scythe, once again, slashing down with unparalleled speed.
Akari utilized the wind and coated her wooden sword with it and as quickly as she could, she raised her sword in an attempt to parry Caesar's long scythe, however, the difference in their strength was apparent.
Both of their weapons entered into a deadlock, alas, Akari's feet were constantly being pushed back. Large beads of sweat trickled down her face as she gritted her teeth and tried to push forward, but to no avail, she just could not surpass Caesar.
Soon, as the back of her feet touched the edge of the arena, she mustered every last bit of strength in her body and pushed back… surprisingly, it succeeded, she pushed Caesar's scythe back and she took a step forward, a shocked and gleeful smile playing on her lips.
Her happiness, however, was short-lived, as a knee smashed into her abdomen, sending her flying out of the ring and knocking her unconscious. Caesar made sure to hold back, he didn't want to break any bones or cause internal damage.
Caesar stored the scythe back in his storage ring and walked towards the unconscious lass, her eyes still fluttering as if she refused to rest, like she still wanted to fight. He chuckled dryly and shifted his attention to Musashi, "I want her to be taken to my room" he said curtly, but after noticing the weird stares and Ahri's deep frown, he cleared his throat. "I want to recruit her as a subordinate" he rephrased.
Musashi squinted his eyes and nodded his head, "very well, that is, only if you can at the very least, reach the top 13" He explained while stroking his beard, but even a fool would know that Caesar would make the top 13.
Hearing his reply, Caesar nodded with gratification and sat down on the ground, awaiting his next match. His abdomen still ached, however, the anger he felt previous, had vanished, even he didn't understand why he had gotten so aggravated after being struck.
Caesar was quite taken aback with the presence of a young girl amongst the top one hundred and twenty fighters. He had assumed the fox-kin clan were old fashioned and didn't allow women to fight alongside the men. However, the young girl in front him told a different story.He regretted inquiring about her gender, such a question would undoubtfully make her feel insulted, alas, that was not his intention. Thus, he flashed an apologetic smile in her direction and moved into a fighting stance.In response, the young lass took out a long and slender piece of wood. It was shaped similar to a Japanese katana, however, it was much longer and thinner. The hilt was painted black and the 'blade' was a vibrant green."Are you not going to take out your weapon?" the girl asked with raised eyebrows whilst pointing her wooden sword in Caesar's direction.Caesar knew that if he didn't pull out a weapon, there was a high possibility she would feel insulted. Even if he knew this, there wasn't much he could do about it, he wasn't willing to wield his scythe against such a young girl.Though fighting barehanded did give off the impression of being arrogant, Caesar didn't care what other people thought. He didn't underestimate his opponents in slightest, he simply didn't want to injure them on accident, as his control with the scythe was by no means, perfect.Seeing that Caesar didn't take out his weapon, and instead, raised his fists, the young girl creased her brows. "Do you think that just because I am a woman, you don't require a weapon to face off against me?" she asked, annoyed.Hearing her question, Caesar thought about answering honestly, however, he soon decided against it and answered sarcastically instead, "Is that a wrong assumption?" Caesar asked with an amused tone.The girl, clearly irritated by Caesar's response, harrumphed and stated her name, "Akari Furuta" she said curtly before squatting down and preparing to attack."Mephisto Pheles" Caesar replied back with a whisper and waited for the referee's signal to which, he was not disappointed. Right after they had exchanged names, the referee raised his hand in the air."Begin!" He roared.Without hesitation, Akari immediately kicked off the ground and stabbed towards Caesar. She moved like a torpedo and in the blink of an eye, she arrived just a few feet away from Caesar. Her sword slashed down horizontally and an almost indiscernible wind was attached to the wooden blade.Caesar's expression didn't contort in the slightest at her remarkable speed, in fact, he simply smiled and shifted his body to the right, dodging the attack by a strand of hair. However, contrary to his expectations, a sudden wind assaulted his back and pushed him forward.As if Akari had expected this, she retracted her blade which was still in motion and stabbed towards Caesar's abdomen. Not giving him time to dodge, parry, or even process the attack. This dangerous combo did, in fact, surprise Caesar, his eyes flashed with a faint crimson as his pupils dilated.The wind pressuring his back resulted in him not being capable of dodging, not to mention Akari's quick speed, he was in quite the predicament. Akari, who felt as if victory was in her grasp, smiled gleefully. However, right as the wooden sword was about to collide with Caesar's abdomen, the temperature in the arena abruptly dropped, and a small, condensed, block of ice appeared between him and the wooden sword.The sound of two heavy forces colliding echoed throughout the training grounds and the block ice that Caesar created, shattered. Even with Caesar purposefully condensing it and making it much stronger than normal ice, it still couldn't stop the sheer force behind Akari's strike.Time seemed to stop as the weakened blow slowly colliding with Caesar's abdomen. He felt as though he was hit by a truck and was blasted a few feet back, if it weren't for his strong tenacity, he would've been blasted out of the ring.Large streaks were created from Caesar's feet sliding against the ground and a small stream of blood escaped from his mouth. Caesar couldn't help but wipe his lips after feeling the abnormal moisture.He incredulously gazed upon his slender white hands, which were now stained with blood after wiping his mouth. He raised his eyes and observed the now smiling Akari, who was clearly pleased with their recent confrontation."You seemed awfully arrogant before the fight, perhaps, you're all bark and no bite," she said smugly, whilst twirling her wooden blade.Even the spectators drew in a cold breath after witnessing this brief exchange, no one expected the strange girl to be this powerful, hell, from that short bout, Musashi would even go as far as to say that she was stronger than most of the clan heads.Caesar, who felt his abdominal muscles constricting, furrowed his brows. The damage he received was by no means, small. Even he, who was known to stay cool-headed in the direst of situations, was feeling his blood boil in rage.He glanced at the gleeful woman and couldn't help but chuckle, he slicked his hair back and took out his scythe. Its appearance was as eye-catching as ever, it gleamed within the sun and screamed danger.Caesar twirled the large scythe around the palm of his hands as if it weighed less than a pound. His eyes flashed a deep crimson and the corner of his lips curled, "as much I don't want to admit it, I appeared to have underestimated you forgive me for my mistake" his words paused as he took another step forward."I shall now answer you, in full," he said whilst kicking off the ground, creating a small crater where his feet once rested.He moved so fast that his body wasn't even traceable with the naked eye and soon, only a red gleam appeared in front of Akari's face, causing her expression to crumble. Without warning, his large scythe slashed forward with an unmatched velocity.Akari barely had enough time to raise her wooden sword in retaliation before she was sent flying from the collision, barely being able to stay within the ring. She stood there, at the edge of the ring, dazed beyond belief.She had just finished gaining the upper hand and only a few seconds later, she was at the edge of the arena. Akari raised her eyes and inspected the man in front of her, he had long, flowing white hair, perfect facial features, however, his most discernible feature were his eyes that looked at her with no emotion.Akari was used to being looked at with a pitiful gaze, even if she won, her opponent would lie to his friends saying 'ah, I was just playing around because she's a girl' she never gained recognition nor did she ever receive the respect she deserved. No matter how hard she tried, it was never enough even her own family instructed her to just find a suitable husband and stay at home like a 'normal' woman.This, however, was the first time she was stared at like this, it felt weird, but it excited her, she felt as if every cell in her body was kicked into second gear. She had never fought to death before, nor had she ever fought outside the stronghold. "Perhaps this is what a real fight feels like" she whispered while raising her sword.The changes in her expression were all captured by Caesar's keen sight, "You had given me time to adjust after attacking me, so I repaid the favor prepare yourself, it won't happen again" he spoke with a calm voice that almost brought shivers to those that heard it."Hmph, I won't be caught off guard this ti-" before her words even finished, Caesar's piercing red eyes were only a few inches away from hers. His scythe, once again, slashing down with unparalleled speed.Akari utilized the wind and coated her wooden sword with it and as quickly as she could, she raised her sword in an attempt to parry Caesar's long scythe, however, the difference in their strength was apparent.Both of their weapons entered into a deadlock, alas, Akari's feet were constantly being pushed back. Large beads of sweat trickled down her face as she gritted her teeth and tried to push forward, but to no avail, she just could not surpass Caesar.Soon, as the back of her feet touched the edge of the arena, she mustered every last bit of strength in her body and pushed back surprisingly, it succeeded, she pushed Caesar's scythe back and she took a step forward, a shocked and gleeful smile playing on her lips.Her happiness, however, was short-lived, as a knee smashed into her abdomen, sending her flying out of the ring and knocking her unconscious. Caesar made sure to hold back, he didn't want to break any bones or cause internal damage.Caesar stored the scythe back in his storage ring and walked towards the unconscious lass, her eyes still fluttering as if she refused to rest, like she still wanted to fight. He chuckled dryly and shifted his attention to Musashi, "I want her to be taken to my room" he said curtly, but after noticing the weird stares and Ahri's deep frown, he cleared his throat. "I want to recruit her as a subordinate" he rephrased.Musashi squinted his eyes and nodded his head, "very well, that is, only if you can at the very least, reach the top 13" He explained while stroking his beard, but even a fool would know that Caesar would make the top 13.Hearing his reply, Caesar nodded with gratification and sat down on the ground, awaiting his next match. His abdomen still ached, however, the anger he felt previous, had vanished, even he didn't understand why he had gotten so aggravated after being struck.
