— 30 minutes later Verina Academy, Duel platform.

The Elven noble lay motionless on the ground. Many watchers left or felt the urge to vomit. They destroyed his body from the inside out. His body twitched as the final black shard of ruina pierced between his brows before he could beg for his life once more.

"Ah… What evil methods…"

Zedrid, the old elf, felt terror after what could never be called a duel, but merely torture. His eyes shook as they avoided the scene before him. He thought this boy would never kill Madrid, even with his comments. The queen might protect him if the boy was only hurt, now he would face punishment.

"V…victor… Vincent Schwartz!" He said with a withered and shaky voice.

He disliked this boy and wished for him to vanish one day. But he never thought that day would come so soon. Nor with such violence and disgrace. Urine covered his pants and body with a face full of tears and snot. This was not the image of a noble, but a filthy tramp.

Vincent walked over towards the boy on the ground and lifted his palm towards the corpse. He recalled both Silvari and Efrita to the spirit world and unleashed one last spell.

Mana gathered around his hand and danced with delight. His gentle voice spoke the words in an Elvish tongue, as if to mock the dying elf and his guardian.

"I send you unto the abyss, forever in darkness. Wallow in your regret! Filthy Elven racist! [Mana Volley]"

Countless purple lights formed around him. The people still left found the eerie image of the black-haired boy and luminescent purple light to be lovely. With the crack of his neck, Vincent shot all the lights into his corpse. The purple lights crushed it further into meat paste until nothing remained.

"Good, I'll take care of the women of your family. Mildew Melchar."

"Phew! Old man, I killed the trash, sorry! I didn't think he was that pathetic yet so old, haha!"

Zedrid was part relieved but also angry. This little bastard showed him no respect and killed the target of his inspection. He was about to raise his hand with a furious face before Vincent's next words cooled him down in seconds.

"Direct your anger at me again and I'll have to kill another elf today. Please don't make my Felia even more upset. Look at her sad face?" Vincent said, as he pointed to Felia.

He wanted her to be sad at the loss of her kin and a noble that supports her mother. But what Vincent got was a dark-skinned elf chanting his name as her large breasts swayed with her joyful movements.

"Yah! My Vincent is the best. He killed the bad guy and declared himself my husband!"

"As expected of the princess! Such a handsome groom!"

"Let's book the venue! This will make the queen delighted!"

Her retainers loved Felia and spurred her on. When the other royal children scolded and abused them. She was the little girl who took them in and protected them. The unwanted, filled with hybrids and exotic races. Her joy was now their joy.

"Ah, well. Whatever? Should the same thing happen again? I would do the same. She's my future wife, after all."

Vincent's gaze was sharp as a golden glow shot from his eyes. His harsh look collapsed a few moments later in shock as a barrage of women spoke.

<Since when!?>

'Since when?'

'Congratulations Lord!'

The three women chirped in loud voices inside his head, which irritated him. He looked to the side to avoid the old mans shocked gaze to find Felia holding a voice recording gem.

Stars filled her eyes as she looked smitten. Her lips mouthed the same thing over and over like a lunatic, as Vincent avoided eye contact. "He loves me!"

His mind took several moments to realise this girl was sharp… No! He noticed a maid beside her with bird wings. Was she a harpy?

"So it was you!?"

— Violetta POV

The boy I have loved for many years, he was powerless yet brave, hopeless yet determined. Today I finally saw him shine like a star. He may have become a calamity star, but to me, that matters not.

Vincent, I have watched you since a child. You were like a brother to me until we met once again two years ago. My own desires that confused me, the guilt about the death of your father.

'Could you forgive me for these selfish feelings?'

'If I only watch you from the side?'

My heart races to see how beautiful you become each day, as if it etched your very existence deep into my flesh each night as I rest. I will protect you and never let harm come your way. Those kids who hurt you in the past? Don't worry, I will get your revenge.

This Violetta Strauss will remain yours until this illness takes my very life.

'Oh, how I wish to be cured and stand by your side…'

'Fickle, father of fate! Please… Grant me more time by his side.'

— Violetta POV end

Vincent left the duel platform after he gave another warning to the old elf. He only liked one person from the Elven federation so far and she was Felia. Something told him that this wasn't the end. But he really didn't care. If they bothered anyone he cared about, they would either die or wish they were dead.

'I wonder if my sister is doing alright? She has not killed someone, right?'

<You should have stayed with her, right?>

'Hmmm, why?' He thought.

<I don't think this is going to end at empty words… You are going to marry her for real?>

'Yes! Master why? Can't you love me too?' Silvari interrupted.

'Lord, I am happy with a place beside you!' Efrita, the good girl, said.

'Tsk! Stop waving your slutty ass for him like a dog!'

'Go fuck yourself Silvaria! I'll beat you down don't worsen my image before the lord!'

Once again, the nostalgic sound of Efrita pounding Silvaria into a pulp sounded as her screeches sounded in his mind. He could now watch the scene from inside if he focused hard enough. The women wrestled on the ground like savages, as their clothes would shift for his viewing pleasure.

<You would think she could learn from her past mistakes>

'Yeah… I love the image of her wobbling ass when Efrita kicks it, though.'

<Do you prefer ass to breasts?>

'It depends. I'd love to see both of yours one day.'

<I am but a spear!>

'How about we cross spears?'

<You fucker! I am done! Night!>

His connection to her broke for a moment before she spoke one last time.

<If you need my help… Call me!>

'She's quite cute for a former demon goddess? Did the people who made my system do something to her?'

— Felia Vilda Drethrar POV, Her private room.

I sat on my bed with a communication tool in my hands. This was the latest version that mother forced me to take, otherwise she would forbid me to come here. My heart raced as the familiar dial tone sounded with beeps.

Beep! Booop! Brrrr!

"Oh my! My beloved daughter contacted me by herself before the regular time! Tell me darling, what's the matter? Shall I send my personal army to destroy that wretched country? Or shall I have my assassin's kill a boy that harassed you?"

My mother is always over the top. She makes me scared sometimes and was part of the reason I ran away from the federation.

"No, Mother! Wait, it's nothing like that…"

"Oh? Really but…"

"Mother!"

"…"

"I am going to marry him!"

"…"

I heard my mother cough blood. She would sometimes do that whenever I mentioned Vincent or marriage in the future. What a strange mother.

"A….are… You sure? Is… He good enough?"

I didn't want to lie to mother, so I told her everything that was kept secret before to avoid her anger. She listened to me for many hours before the line went silent.

Bzzzzzt!

'The buzz is still there, so she didn't cut the call.'

"Tell me, Felia, does he care for you?"

"Yes!"

"Does he accept you even though you are strange?"

"Yes!"

"Does he have a good body?"

"Yes, very!"

"Bring him home sometime… I shall post an official letter and announcement. Although I said it was important to marry the right boy. He is their child and could never be trash…"

"REALLY! Mother is the best. I love you hehe! Also, I killed a few trash nobles the other week…."

"Ah.. ok! Mother loves you too! Felia is the best daughter in the world!"

We spent the rest of the night talking.

It felt a little strange how the dead noble seemed forgotten by my mother.

However, I achieved my lifelong dream.

'Now you're officially my future husband, hehe!'

"Take that Milla! Stupid sisters cannot beat a wife!"