Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Stupid Succubus! Who Are You Calling Master?!
Aster Grant’s gaze followed Abel Vance’s fingertip.
On the arena stage, the once mighty father and son of the Cheneys were now a sorry sight, lying limp on the ground like two dead dogs.
Shane Cheney’s usually stern and rigid face was now ashen and lifeless.
Mason Cheney’s mouth was bleeding, his limbs twisted, no longer boasting his former arrogance and haughtiness.
Aster looked at them coldly, with not a hint of emotion in his heart.
For years, Shane had used his power to bully and bribe, seizing countless students’ Beastbonds through coercion.
Mason, relying on his father’s influence, had run rampant in Lythos, bullying classmates and acting with impunity.
Their downfall today was entirely of their own making.
"Chief Vance, deal with them according to the law!"
Abel nodded slightly upon hearing this.
He had deliberately spared the Cheney father and son, originally intending to give Aster a chance to vent his anger.
But clearly, Aster had no such intention.
After a brief moment of contemplation, his gaze swept over the unconscious Cheneys:
"Shane will be incorporated into the Vanguard!"
When speaking of Mason, he deliberately slowed his speech.
"As for this one... he intentionally harmed classmates and cruelly killed his Beastbond."
Abel enunciated each word: "Imprison him in the Lythos dungeon for life."
With Abel’s judgment, the fate of the Cheney father and son was sealed.
Soon, specialists arrived to lift the unconscious father and son and escort them away.
Before leaving, a Spiritual Type Beast Tamer’s palm shimmered with a ghostly blue light, decisively severing the spiritual link between Mason and the Succubus.
They hadn’t forgotten that the Succubus now belonged to Aster!
Abel surveyed the scene to ensure everything was settled.
"I have military duties to attend to, so I must take my leave. Remember, after graduation, prioritize the Southern Military Region."
Aster solemnly nodded his head.
Seeing this, Abel finally turned away, satisfied.
After taking a couple of steps, as if recalling something important:
"Oh, and about the military’s second phase assessment..."
"Considering that you and Crystal Winslow are about to head to the Elven Sanctum, you can opt out of this month-and-a-half-long assessment."
"Your performance doesn’t require assessment; you are the top of this assessment!"
Abel’s decision made Aster’s eyes light up.
Previously, he had been hesitating about how to resolve the conflict between the second assessment’s results and the timing of the Elven Sanctum.
Now, by not participating in the military assessment, he was spared a troublesome matter.
This military chief came and went like the wind, leaving Lythos in the blink of an eye.
Leaving behind two precious gifts:
A Light Crystal that emitted a warm glow and a First-class Honor Medal.
"These are valuable items!"
Sean Sherman, unnoticed, had already taken a place beside him, eyes burning with envy at the medal.
"A First-class Honor Medal not only grants command over the city’s defense forces but can also request a special task force in critical moments. Do not underestimate the weight of this badge."
Thanks to Sean’s reminder, Aster finally realized the preciousness of what he held, hurriedly putting it away with respect.
He had thought it was just a symbol of honor, not realizing it held actual power.
Seeing Aster secure it, Sean continued:
"Oh, about that injured girl, I’ve sent the best Healer over. She should recover in no time."
"Thank you, City Lord!"
Sean nonchalantly waved it off.
Aster’s gaze inadvertently fell on the restrained Succubus, his eyes turning cold:
"City Lord Sherman, I want Bianca Shelby to sign a Slave Contract with this Succubus."
"A Slave Contract?"
Sean raised an eyebrow, then knowingly nodded.
"Indeed, such a master-devouring Beastbond should be bound by the strictest contract. I agree!"
Having gotten acquainted with Aster, Sean turned and left the arena, leaving the stage to Aster.
Suddenly, a deafening cheer erupted around the arena, waves crashing like tides.
At this moment, Aster’s name rang throughout Lythos!
Amidst the cheers, the Succubus slowly woke.
In her dark purple eyes, a figure standing in the sunlight was reflected.
Aster was cloaked in glory, surrounded by cheers and praise.
Beside him, a silver-haired girl held his hand tightly, the two looking perfectly matched.
Her heart suddenly tightened.
An unprecedented wave of regret surged within her.
If she hadn’t betrayed Aster back then, if she had upheld the contract, would she now be the one standing in that position?
But perhaps all is not lost!
As the spoils of a wager, she had already been lost to Aster by Mason.
This meant she still had a chance to once again become Aster’s Beastbond...
She could also enjoy everything that Little Angel did!
...
Medical Room.
"Captain, God Grant avenged you! Mason Cheney was crippled on the arena, and Chief Vance personally intervened; the Cheneys are finished!"
"Captain, don’t be sad. We’ll pool our money to get you an even better Beastbond!"
"Yes, Captain, the second assessment is waiting for you to lead!"
"Captain, cheer up!"
Aster just reached the medical room’s entrance when he heard the voices of Bianca Shelby’s team comforting her inside.
Aster turned to the Succubus.
"M-m-master, why have you brought me here?"
At this moment, the Succubus’s voice quivered, and her crimson pupils slightly contracted.
An ominous feeling welled up within her heart.
But then...
"Stupid Succubus! Who are you calling Master?!"
The little girl standing beside Aster wasn’t pleased.
Her master had to seek her consent if he wished to contract a Beastbond.
This Succubus...
Obviously didn’t meet her standards!
"Don’t call him that!"
Lazuli huffed angrily, her palm slowly igniting with a cluster of fiery red flames.
The Succubus shivered at the sight of the flames, memories of searing pain resurfacing instantly.
The agony of her soul being scorched was something she never wished to experience again.
"I’m sorry!" She hurriedly bowed her head, admitting fault.
Only then did Lazuli contentedly extinguish the flames, snorting with pride.
Aster looked at his Little Angel with a mix of amusement and exasperation.
The little girl’s only flaw was her jealousy.
Shaking his head helplessly, Aster gently knocked on the medical room’s door.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
The conversation inside abruptly ceased.
A moment later, the door cracked open, revealing a familiar face.
"G-g-God Grant?!"
The teammate who opened the door widened his eyes, then hurriedly stepped aside, "Please, come in!"
Aster nodded politely and stepped inside.
Inside the room, upon seeing Aster, everyone immediately went into a frenzy.
"G-God Grant... Please, have a seat here."
"God Grant... Do you want some fruit? I’ll get it for you!"
The most noticeable was Bianca Shelby on the hospital bed.
Her initially vacant eyes gradually gained focus after seeing who entered, and even a visible blush appeared on her pale cheeks.
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