Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 39
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With a hint of a cold smile on my face, I stepped through the darkness, hearing Riveons cold declaration. Whether he failed or not had really no impact on me. What was truly important was that one of the three kingdoms being targeted for the assassination.
Should Riveon fail, Asterion will be attacked more vigorously by Godwin, a move I was perfectly willing to make. While the king of Asterion is smart, he lacks the mindset of a true emperor. Aside from the Vargis Family, the only one that holds the mind of a true Emperor is Grey, and he had zero interest in being a king.
Stepping back in the restaurant, I laughed as I saw Yura munching on over dozen of plates. Her clothing, soaked in grease and various juices as she joyfully gorged herself.
"Are you done eating?" I asked, not being interested in eating at an establishment that had a cellar that smelt like rotting flesh.
Raising her small head towards me, she smiled, "Can we take some of this to go?" She asked with a shine of hope in her eyes.
"Oh, so guess you will not be eating my food tonight?" I questioned with a smirk.
Dropping her food as though it was trash, she quickly shot up with a radiant smile, "Shall we go?"
Chuckling, I paid the bill when a gleam of a certain individual caught my eyes. I looked at my target with a heavy smile, surrounded by over a dozen women dressed in revealing clothing. The flirtatious laughter of various women entering my ear.
"Do you know him?" Yura asked.
"We met a few times, I think; he is Marquess Dra's only child, Tomas Loneheart."
Taking a step forward, I gave an elegant smile towards the young man laughing wildly like an animal as he gripped the large bosom of a whore.
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Not bothering to take notice of me, Tomas continued his life of debauchery as sounds of moans echoed out as he played with the women in public.
With a fake frown, I shook my head, "Disgusting, Tomas, why must you be so vulgar. If you are out of money, I will be more than willing to purchase a hotel of your and your...ladies of the evening. But please stop this indecent behavior." I said with righteous indignation.
Pushing the harlot from his lap, Tomas rose, sizing me up like a piece of meat, "My oh my, if it isn't the Ashen Prince himself!" He said mockingly, causing some of his whores to giggle as their hands found their way over his behind.
"The child of Marquess, openly whoring, this is quite the fiasco." I said, drawing closer, "Ladies, please leave us."
Snorting, Tomas sneered, "Stay the fuck here, I'm not done." he berated with an ugly scowl, "What the hell do you want, Snow."
"I am merely a kind citizen Tomas, while this establishment isn't a family-friendly place, it is by no means an invitation for you and these women," I said, eyeing the bartender.
"The young master is correct, Mr.Tomas, please leave." the bartender calmly said, as his customers eyed Tomas with cold killing intent.
Around Pendragon, there are many establishments that were heavily tied with an underground criminal syndicate. Protected by both the government and the various powerful mercenary groups. With these establishments distributing info, there is a non-verbal agreement amounts those that visit. "Don't Piss off the House,"
Tomas's face slowly became cold like ice; qi began to throb from his body as he growled at everyone, "Will Hassin be siding with the Ashen Prince?" he asked in a calculating manner.
Arching my brow at his change, I laughed, "Tomas, what does Hassin have to do with anything? You needn't change to subject. This is about your indecent behavior."
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"Father did mention that you might try to target me." Tomas shrewdly remarked, "So is this your plan, Arsène?"
It was rather surprising seeing Tomas behave so intelligently. It would appear that the information I received was rather misleading.
With a single step, Tomas appeared before me, his palm bursting with starlight. False shock filled my face as I slipped backward, barely dodging his attack. With a smirked, Tomas attacked again, but as he drew closer. A powerful kick slapped across his face blasting him out of the restaurant.
Ficking my suit, I smiled towards the bartender, "Subtract the damage cost from my card." I said before flashing with blacklight towards Tomas.
With blood dripping from his lips, pooling over his clothing, a vicious expression filled his face as he growled, "ARSENE!!"
With his Seventh QI Condensation stage bursting from his body, he madly charged at me, causing me to grin with joy. Mike Tyson said "that everyone has a plan till they get punched in the mouth," and that played perfectly with Tomas. He was but a child with no experience. This was the expected outcome.
Summoning Dragonsbane, a demonic light flickered through my eyes as Tomas arrived, smashing his fist down with anger. Parrying his attack with the center of my pole, a deep vibration filled my arms as a numbing sensation penetrated my hands.
Black Flash
With a single step of Blacklight, I arrived behind Tomas, shooting out Dragonsbane with exquisite precision. Twisting and bending inhumanly, my spear slashed across his shoulder, drawing blood.
Not willing to let up, I charged forward, creating a wild barrage; the Demonic Spear of Order was a very aggressive and precise technique that had taken me over nine years just to become fluent in.
Howling with wild abandonmentTomas Qi spiked as I retreated as a massive burst of Qi drew from his hands. Suddenly a great heat assaulted my senses. My heart began to pound as black qi showered me.
"INTERNAL FIST" he screamed.
Narrowing my eyes, I stomped my foot as he flickered to me with his movement technique, Crimson light shone, but a profound light radiated from my eyes as I pushed Qi into my mind.
Time began to grow still as sweat drenched my forehead. Seeing his fist a few centimeters from my face, I tilted ever so slightly.
BOOOOOOOOM!!!!!
Blood burst from my ear as Dragonsbane stabbed deep into his stomach. Blood showered my blade as Tomas coughed blood.
"H-H-HOW How did you dodge that," he questioned with blood pooling from his mouth. Sneering, I slammed his impaled body continuously on the pavement with the intention to shatter his skull wide open.
BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!
Bones and screamed howled forward as Tomas quickly lost consciousness, smirking. I waved Dragonsbane, causing his body to fly from my blade.
Falling to one knee, I began gasping for some semblance of air. Enhancing my brain's neural networks with qi had allowed me to perceive time differently, but it came at a cost.
Blood began pouring from my nose like a stream as my vision slowly began to blur. However, not allowing myself to fall, I summoned a few tier-one healing pills before gulping them down like candy. Feeling the cool sensation in my brain, I stepped towards Tomas with a pondering air.
Killing him was my mission, but there was more to be done before he died. Just killing him was not enough; I need to unravel Dra. I need to break that, man. Death is but a relief. Not a punishment I gift to my enemies so easily.
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