My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 1 Complete ]

Chapter 86: Friendly Duel (2)

༺ Friendly Duel (2) ༻

After ten minutes into the duel...

Badel was feeling a genuine terror.

"Won't you be using any weapons?"

"If I use something like that, it'll be over too quickly."

He recalled the short question and answer session they engaged in when they started the duel.

Badel had actually never used a weapon in any of the previous duels he had been in. From start to finish, he had always used his bare fists to pummel his opponents.

After all, his preference was to enjoy watching his opponents suffer in agony.

"Really? You'll beat me with your bare fists?"

"..."

"Nice. That's great."

In hindsight...

He should've been more cautious from the moment his opponent's face brightened up at those words.

"...Have you gone crazy, you bastard?"

And due to that carelessness, he was stuck in the present time, muttering those words with a trembling voice.

The difference in their abilities were overwhelming. That was why he had chosen to duel with this man in the first place, so that he could slowly and leisurely torment him.

However...

-!

His fist landed squarely on Dowd's jaw. That fact was undoubtedly true, even his skilled combat senses were informing him so.

As long as they were human, that blow would be enough to make them collapse. After all, receiving a fist to the jaw would undoubtedly rattle one's brain.

However...

This man refused to fall.

Just like how it was countless times now.

He staggered back a step or two, then nonchalantly cracked his neck before walking back towards him.

"Ah, that was good."

The voice, that seemed to say he was genuinely enjoying it, made shivers run down Badel's arm.

"...Why don't we stop the duel here? You should go to the infirmary and get treat—"

"Why?"

His tone, which sounded like he genuinely didn't understand what Badel was talking about, made the latter take a step back.

It was an instinctive movement.

'...Did I just take a step back? During a duel against a bastard of the Empire?'

As soon as he realized this truth, his face contorted tightly.

Harsher blows rained down on Dowd. Each blow held so much force that it made anyone who was watching them end up pitying the poor guy getting pummeled.

Dowd's body was thrown around in all directions. Flesh jutted out and blood spurted like a fountain.

However...

"...I chose my opponent well. Nice."

This time as well...

Even though he was practically in a half-dead state, he let out a laugh.

"..."

Badel's face was gradually turning pale.

If it had just been a weakling putting on airs, he would have welcomed it. After all, he felt a certain satisfaction in thoroughly crushing such a person.