World Domination System - 277 The Fight Begins
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277 The Fight Begins

So she had even observed this tiny thing?!

Indeed, at the moment before the old man was about to apparently end his life, there had been no fear in his eyes as he had been focused on activating the clone at the time.

As he watched her concentrate on the globe again, Daneel found himself getting more and more impressed by both the wisdom and beauty of this woman.

Indeed, if Eloise was pretty and bubbly like a vibrant sunflower, then Sister Xuan was like a frozen rose whose ice-cold beauty would attract anyone that pa.s.sed by.

The light inside the globe expanded until it became a doorway, just like Sister Xuan had said.

Eager to find out how the fight was going on, Daneel immediately stepped through before finding himself weightless, as he was in the air above the stadium.

Hastily conjuring a barrier under him, he looked towards the ground to see a shocking sight.

Faxul was crumpled in a b.l.o.o.d.y heap on one end of the stadium, and Tenebrol was rus.h.i.+ng towards him to deal the final blow while the crowd watched on, just as stunned as him.

...

A few minutes ago.

As Faxul walked out of the entrance to the ground, a deafening sound swept towards him which made him pause.

It was the cheers of the millions of people who were watching, supporting him with all their hearts and wis.h.i.+ng that he would achieve victory.

Indeed, public favor was completely on his side due to all the plans that they had carried out. Bolstered by the support, he walked confidently towards the center of the ground where there were two officials waiting who had cages in their hands.

With numerous images of his parents, the citizens of the Black Raven Kingdom and the dead soldiers pa.s.sing through his mind, he prepared to put everything on the line in order to not let down all those who had placed their hopes on him.

Tenebrol, who entered the ground in front of him, had a smile of antic.i.p.ation on his face as he too approached this point. As someone who had fought in wars where his side was the losing one, he wasn't new to being disadvantaged in a fight.

True, the public didn't support him right now. If he were a citizen, even he wouldn't have wanted to cheer for a King who had committed such acts.

But what did it matter? If he wanted to live, he had to behead the opponent in front of him.

In this way, both compet.i.tors motivated themselves using different things before beginning the ceremony of bonding the Raven.

Faxul still had no idea how Tenebrol was able to bond with a Raven so quickly, but he had decided to take his time no matter what the spectators thought. Taking the cages into their hands, both of them similarly started to rub on the sensitive spot above the Raven's beaks which relaxed them.

The King showed the same grace as before, opening the cage in just a few seconds before coaxing the Raven onto his finger where the trinket was and connecting with it instantly.

Yet, Faxul took his time. After rubbing that spot for 30 seconds, he moved on to another spot on its neck. Rubbing this one made the Raven let out a small squak of happiness as it closed its eyes and enjoyed the feeling.

He had learned about this one from the Raven he was bonded to, but he had severed that bond just before entering this fight after explaining to it that he needed to do so. Along with power, the intellect of these beasts also grew, so the Raven had been able to understand him and let go of the bond temporarily without causing any fuss.

Making the Raven in the cage completely comfortable by using a few other spots, he finally opened the cage after a few minutes. All this time, the King gloatingly looked at him, as if mocking him for taking so long.

Of course, Faxul didn't even notice this. His full focus was on the beautiful beast in front of him which was slowly moving towards the trinket on his fingers.

Its eyes still closed, it moved closer and closer until it was finally p.r.i.c.ked by the needle.

SQUAK

Letting out an angry sound, the Raven opened its eyes and looked at Faxul indignantly, as if to say, "Why should I bond with you, when I know nothing about you except that you are good at making me relax?"

This had been his fear all along. Embarra.s.sing himself in front of so many people and losing the favor that had been painstakingly built.

Yet, at this moment, something miraculous happened.

His pure intention of wanting to bond with the Raven seemed to have been sensed by that well inside him, which sent out a strand of its golden power through his body to the trinket he was wearing.

Immediately, the Raven that had been about to fly away docilely accepted the bond and its thoughts appeared in his mind.

"Ancestor.", it said, before flying to his shoulder and waiting for his command.

As Faxul tried to make sense of what had happened, Tenebrol frowned on seeing this sight.

The officials left after the taking the cages, and the cheering from the crowd only grew in intensity as everyone waiting for the gong to sound that would signal the beginning of the fight.

At this moment, a derisive voice drifted into Faxul's ear, making his eyes turn red with rage.

"Do you know your father's last words when his throat was under my foot? He begged me to let him go. He said he would run away from the Kingdom with his family and never return. He was a coward, and so are you. Prepare to die."