Welcome to The side of The Victorious.

The woman with the katana hesitated for a moment, her eyes carefully analyzing Vergil. 

"Contracted...?" She narrowed her eyes, still holding her blade ready for another attack. 

Vergil simply smiled. "Of course. I enjoy challenges, and you managed to entertain me. It's not every day I find someone who doesn't collapse after the first exchange of blows." 

The other nobles, still recovering from the insane battle, looked at each other, confused and exhausted. 

The giant with the axe, still trying to free himself from the rubble, snorted. "You're messing with us...?" 

Vergil spun his sword one last time before sheathing it. "Always." 

The blue-skinned mage stood up, massaging her ribs with a grimace. "So that was it? You just wanted to have fun?" 

He shrugged. "It's a waste to kill good warriors without a proper reason." 

The woman with the katana finally put away her blade, letting out a deep sigh. "You're a damn lunatic..."