Suplex

Damon thought about it; why would Philip ask him about this now, 'Regardless Im outclassing him in every area of fighting, Im winning, no matter what he is planning, I will win.'

And so Damon nodded, "Yeah, thats the only rules."

Philip extended his fingers before jumping towards Damon with a jab, but every time before this, Damon dodged the punch with ease, but what came after shocked him; the jab turned into an eye poke.

"Ahh!!" Damon screamed as he covered his face before he felt Phillips's finger in his nostrils and a punch to his neck.

Philip was determined to win in any way he could within the rules.

"There is no techniques now, it all looks so… barbaric…" Asterix muttered as he analyzed the fight.

Damon had covered his eyes and was maintaining a distance between himself and Philip, "Shit, he figured something out…."

Philip smiled, knowing that if he continued this, he would definitely win, "The tables have turend completely on you. Come on just end this and give up, I will allow you to fight the servants instead, you get to keep your family status, and I get a peace of my mind, what do you say/"

Damon listened and nodded before walking towards Philip with his hand extended to shake.

"I knew you would make the smart decision," Philip said as he shook his brother's hand, but instead of shaking the hand, Damon stiffened up his hands. "Brotehr what are you doing?"

"Winning." Damon muttered before twisting Philip's hand and using his weight to turn his whole body around, leaving Philip's back exposed.

Damon quickly took advantage of this opportunity and grabbed ahold of his brother's back, "Damon stop this!"

But Damon ignored his brother's plea and lifted his brother up, "German…."

He then dropped his back while pushing all the weight on his brother's head, "SUPLEX!!!"

PAH!

Philip's eyes rolled up as he lay on the floor, not moving one single bit, "I did it… I did it…"

As he looked at the area where Thalia was seating, he could see that it was empty. "She must have been butthurt…."

"Amazing…" Asterix said as he turned to his granddaughter, "You know, it is not too late to say sorry to him…."

"Forget about it!" She screamed before walking out of the place to get away from seeing Damon.

Meanwhile, the guards were in awe that they saw an obese kid beat an academy graduate who was an adept swordsman.

"If I were to tell guards from the other families they would definitely tell me that I am crazy."

"I dont think we actually saw that… I think that I am just insane. There is no way that just happened."

#

"That pathetic kid… I gave him one job…." Thalia whispered in her room before her door was knocked.

"Come in!"

As the servant entered, Thalia gave an artificial smile before handing a bag to the servant girl, "There, tell teh chef to use this meat for tonight."

The girl nodded as she looked into the bag, "Uhm, Lady Thalia… May I ask what meat is this? The cheg is pretty picky about hwat kind of meat he is cooking."

"Is that so? Well, tell him that it is a mystery. But I can tell you this, this meat is a one of a kind."

The girl nodded, knowing that Thalia's word was final, "Uhm, there is also this thing, we cant find Sarah, the head servant would like to know if you know where she went since she was last seen in your room…."

"Oh, she went somewhere… She told me that she would like to go for a long vacation. And she gave me that meat in exchange for the holiday. Please tell the chef to cook it to the best of his ability… Sarah sent her entire life to get those meat…."

"Understood."

"You may go now…"

The girl nodded before exiting the room; the rumour that she had heard about Thalia was way different from what she had seen; which owner would allow their servants to go on a long holiday?

Little did she know, the only holiday that Sarah would be going to are the stomachs.

#

"Ah…" Philip whined as he got out of his bed; every muscle in his body was screaming for mercy.

"Please rest Master." Edmund said, trying to force Philip to rest.

"Shit… Dont tell me I lost to Damon…."

"You lost to Damon."

"Damn it, Edmund…."

Philip laid his hands on his own head, wondering how this was even possible, "The ring…That eing definitely has something to do with this…."

Edmund shrugged, "I don't know… When he fought me, there was nothing magical or outstanding with his techniques.

"But yet he outclassed both you adn me… Youcant tell me that the ring has nothing to do with it… There ius definitely something to do with how good he can fight now…."

Edmund stopped and nodded, "Perhaps I have been too… close minded. But now that Damon has shown this ability, there is no way you can protect him from Thalia…."

"Yeah, he would be lucky if he makes it out alive in a week."

"Maybe you can beat him up to show Thalia that you are still disciplining Damon?"

"If I try beating him up, he will be the one to discipline me… not the other way around."

"So… what will you do?"

"I dont know, now if he wants to survive, he will have to depend all on himself."

Damon, not knowing what everyone was talking about him, was in his room in front of the mirror, "Im the best baby!!! Did you see that!? That is the president of the united for you!"

"Yeah yeah yeah… You won, big deal. But if you fought against Philip in a swordsmanship fight you would lose big time." Wyne said, reminding Watts who Philip was again.

"Yeah, but if I fight against him in a gunfight I would win, now whats your point?"

"Sigh, have you forgot? You are literally in a family that prioritize swordsmanship over everything!"