The Author's POV

Chapter 531

'The chip inside of my head? …What is he talking about?'

I always used the chip inside of my head.

In the split second that 'Eyes of Chronos' was activated, I wouldn't have been able to think if it weren't for the chip.

Was there another function of the chip that I did not know about? ...If there was, I wasn't aware of it.

It was then that the other me spoke. My attention once again shifted.

'Pay attention one more time.'

With his words fading, the Duke's body stumbled backward.

This came as a result of the previous punch.

As he stabilized his body, there was no longer any look of shock on his face, and in its place was an impassive and unreadable expression.

In front of the silent audience, he attempted to keep a straight face.

His figure disappeared once more as he expanded his wings, casting a large shadow over the arena. This time, his movements were clearly different. It was a lot faster than before.

But…

Bang-!

The results were the same.

"Huaaakk!"

Casually elbowing the right side, the Duke's body reappeared. It was only a casual elbow, but it was that casual elbow that caused his eyes to widen and his stomach to cave in.

A glob of spittle flew towards my face, but my face remained unchanged.

'Did you manage to see?'

The echo of his voice reverberated throughout my mind.

Finding it difficult to digest what had happened, it took a while for me to answer back.

But I eventually did.

'…I have.'

While the answer was quite easy, it was the concept that I found difficult to grasp. Or even accept it as something that a human was remotely possible of achieving...

'Observe everything. From muscle movement to the direction that feet and bodies point, and eye movement. Connecting everything together...'

Lowering my hand, I pressed my thumb against the hilt of my sword.

The moment I did that, the Duke once again decided to move.

But…

Click-!

Shifting my body ever so slightly toward the right, a subtle clicking sound resonated throughout the arena.

Following the sound, the whole arena froze as the Duke's figure once again materialized in front of me.

A gaping hole appeared on the right side of his chest.

'...You will be able to predict their movements.'

Drip. Drip.

It was only the sound of blood dripping on the ground that echoed throughout the arena.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Trying to comprehend what had happened, the Duke's head rose and fell repeatedly as he stared at his right chest.

Throughout the silence, my mouth opened.

"…What a pity."

***

A fluke.

A simple and miraculous fluke.

way to explain

kept denying the reality

no way for someone whose rank was weaker than his to

Impossible!

he was still

A Duke-ranked demon!

A figure who had the ability to squash Counts with a

at least that was how things were supposed

Drip. Drip.

his own blood dripping toward the

'How is this possible?'

one step before feeling a sharp pain on

to cover his wound, Duke Azenoch raised his

"…!"

from the participants above. They stared at him with obvious shock on

But that wasn't all.

they also

Duke

he really weaker

playing around,

the whispers grew, so did the noise, and their voices were heard by the Duke whose face twisted

up! How

at the top of his lungs toward the crowd. But out

situation was still

he raised his head to stare at his opponent, the Duke stared deeply

'Huh?'

a chill

observation, who became noisier as

see that? The Duke took

Duke

"…This is pathetic."

with each passing second. All he could hear

of the voices against him, Duke Azenoch's focus

his trembling

'A…am I scared?'

felt when he looked

it really a fluke? ..Or was he just imagining

at White Reaper, the sensation he felt before

'…A fluke.'

thought

Yes.

had to

wasn't even Duke rank

Impossible.

all the voices

was simply no

"Huuu…"

himself down. Drowning out the noise coming from the arena, he slowly started to channel his

I will just

forward and his vision warped. Reappearing in front of White Reaper, he

to before, his

split second, his hand was already nearing White Reaper's head. It was so close,

a narrow margin.

Swoosh-!

him from below, the Duke twisted his body. He too was able

his head and proceeded to sweep his leg in a whipping motion, hurtling it towards White

Bang-!

His leg was connected.

leg came into contact with his

Duke gritted his teeth

"Huh?"

shift his body, the Duke suddenly found a hand grasping his foot. Without giving him a

mind as he watched the hand reach out

energy erupted from his body as he twisted his body at a strange angle and swung his other foot toward his opponent's head with

he performed this movement, he made sure

a slight change in White Reaper's expression, as his lips slowly curled into a grin and his left hand shot toward the side of

'Fuck!'

time the Duke realized he had been baited into doing such

Bang-!

Suddenly, he found himself being thrown up

Bang-!

the air as a crater formed beneath him. In addition, the Duke felt a great deal of pain running down

so powerful that he didn't even have time

"Again."

he realized what his words meant, his body had once again been

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