Battle for King (2)

Ever since he was a little boy, Markeil had gotten everything he ever wished for. As the son of the Crystal Duke, no one dared to go against him. Sometimes he would even force himself on his maids and beat them up. In school, he had his entire class under his beck and call. Never had he faced any humiliation, that was, until today.

'Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself?" I asked in mockery while using the arm I ripped off to bash him on the side of his head. The bleeding arm painted the stage around us in blood red colour.

"Eeeeeeuuurrgghh!" Markeil screamed in pure agony, clutching at what was now a shoulder stump.

"Oh yes, keep the screams coming, but I don't want you bleeding out too fast now." Gathering a hand full of magma, I slapped it against his bleeding stump, cauterizing the wound. This incited another round of screaming.

"Arrrrrgh... Crystal Morph!"

I watched as his entire body transform into pure emerald crystals. Even the arm that i pulled out was replaced by a crystal arm.

"Oh that's interesting, as long as you are in your crystal form you can regenerate, this will be fun," i grinned.

"You son of a bitch! It's my turn now!"

Giving himself an air boost from behind, he quickly jumped away from me. With magic gathering in both hands, he shouted,

"Crystal Blizzard!"

Hundreds and hundreds of fist-sized crystals manifested around me, they started spinning like a whirlwind, creating a pseudo blizzard storm. The dust that was kicked up from the storm was so dense that the audience could not see what was happening inside.

Currently inside the crystal storm, I took out my molten rock lizard armor to cover my clothing. I did not want the crystals to shred my clothes to pieces.

Markeil unsurprisingly entered the storm and tried to attack me from behind. Already expecting this move, I spun around and grabbed him by the throat, slamming him onto the ground.

"I'll have to thank you for creating this magnificent smoke screen, you have conveniently created a barrier to shield what I'm about to do to you." I put back my sword and lengthen my fingers into dragon claws.

"You...You are not human! Who the hell are you and which hellhole did you come from! I will report to my father about-"

"Father this, father that, let me tell you something kid, he isn't here right now, so don't bother talking about it."

Crushing his throat, I proceeded to rip out both his arms. With both arms still regenerating, I picked up his body and dug my fingers into his stomach. "Let's see what's inside shall we?"

Putting my hands together, I slowly ripped him in half, separating his torso from his legs. Looking down on what remained of his lower half, Markeil almost went into a state of shock.

"Come on now, we are not done yet." I said while slapping him on the face, bringing him out of his stupor.

I build a throne made of stone and sat down in front of him, patiently waiting for him to grow back his lower half. It seems that regenerating his lower body drained him of all his remaining magicules. The crystal storm that was summoned was soon going to die down, so I poured in some of my energy to sustain it.

Reverting back to his human form, he laid there naked and shivering with terror in his eyes.

"Please sp-spare me, I'll give you anything you wa-want, money women power, anything! Please!"

"Kneel."

"Wha-"

"KNEEL."

I unleashed the full might of my weakened dragon aura towards him, making him crash to his knees. His kneecaps landed with great impact, resulting in little craters around it. He looked up at me, eyes vacant with a dazed expression. With such a tremendous presence directed towards him, he was doing all he could to stay conscious. Turning several shades whiter, it looked like his soul would leave his body anytime.

"Good, now choose, to serve me or become paralyzed for the rest of your miserable life."

Markeil knew that this was not even a decision, there was no way that he would be able to live his life with a disability. He thought that if he faked servitude now, he can escape later by telling his father.

"I will serve you, ma-master."

"Urghhh don't call me master, that feel kinda weird, refer to me as 'my lord'." I waved my hand and a piece of parchment appeared in mid air.

"You don't think I'll let you go just because you said that right? This is a soul contract. Normally this goes two-ways, the contractor and and contracted shall give and receive, but you are so weak that all you can do is just to serve me. After you sign it, your body, soul and your entire existence will belong to me. So don't even think about escaping.

And if you even think about harming me or anyone close to me in any way, your soul will burn as hot as the nine hells. It won't kill you, but be prepared to suffer for a long time. I'll take your eyes as compensation as a reminder that servants should have 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 devotion to their lord. Hehehe." I giggled at my own pun.

Reaching out, I slowly gouged out his eyes, leaving two black hollow craters. He endured it in silence.

"Now that I let you live, what do you have to say?"

"Th-thank you, my lord."

"Good boy," I reached out and patted his head.

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As the smoke cleared and the dust settled, the aftermath of the battle was seen by all. The ground had been destroyed, pieces of crystals laid everywhere, and most importantly, was the naked king of the school kneeling to his successor. Even though no one knew how Markeil Crystalheart was defeated, they were all happy that the proud and arrogant boy had been brought down.

"AANND THAT SETTLES IT, ERIC PENDRAGON HAS DETHRONED MARKEIL CRYSTALHEART AS NUMBER ONE. HE HAS RISEN TO THE POSITION OF THE 4 KINGS OF CROWNSWELL ACADEMY!"

The entire arena burst into shouts and applause. Everyone was celebrating, the teachers were clapping and even the headmaster was nodding his head.

'Ah this is nostalgic, this was how it felt to win battles in the Colosseum.'

~Master, now everyone knows your greatness! You should soon aim to take over this kingdom!~ Alphyn rubbed her head on my face, purring in content.

~Hahahaha, that is quite ambitions don't you think? And that isn't my goal right now, maybe later on.~ I petted her invisible body, thoughts drifting elsewhere.