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Stop Calling Me "Mate"! I Only Defeated You Once, Not Married You! (Web Novel) - Chapter Vol 9. CH.78: Dragon Heroic Spirit (6)
Chapter Vol 9. CH.78: Dragon Heroic Spirit (6)
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Noa had been in the Adult Dragon Division for a while now, so she had a rough sense of how the members’ relationships worked.
Even though Tucker was usually arrogant and obnoxious, he still had friends he got along with.
Ael was the one who was closest to him.
It was said that back when Tucker and his father, were still drifting around, Ael had helped support them. Their friendship had started as far back as the Young Dragon Division trainee days.
“Oh?” the Magic Eye said. “Did I really draw a decent prize?”
It manipulated the tentacles and dragged Ael in front of itself.
“I know you. In Tucker’s memories, you take up a very large portion.”
Ael tried to break free from the tentacles binding him, but no matter how hard he struggled, they did not budge—like they had been welded onto him.
When struggling proved useless, Ael glared at the Magic Eye.
“You damn bastard. Stop using Tucker’s body to do something this vile. Let me go!”
“Vile?” the Magic Eye snorted. “Using whatever can be used to gain an advantage in battle is perfectly normal. And besides—don’t you think ‘vile’ suits your friend Tucker better?”
Ael’s struggling stopped.
“What…?”
“He had no ability, yet he still wanted to win. And in the end, he sold his soul for power. What makes someone like that any better than me?”
“Shut up! You don’t… understand anything!”
The tentacles tightened further, nearly crushing Ael’s ribs, yet he still forced the words out.
“Even if you can peek into Tucker’s memories, you don’t understand him at all. That idiot—yeah, he’s a little full of himself, and he gets stuck in his own head. Sometimes he even throws tantrums at the few of us who are his friends. If you say two sentences to him, he’ll sulk by himself somewhere. Every time he gets some new magic manual, he hides it and refuses to share. He’s stingy. He’s gone on missions so many times and saved up tons of points and money, but he still won’t eat anything decent in the cafeteria. But…”
Ael stared hard into Tucker’s eyes—eyes that had lost all light, like dead water.
And yet Ael still believed his friend could hear him.
“But we’re still best friends.”
The tentacles had already snapped several of Ael’s ribs. Now, even breathing caused him searing pain.
Even so, he gritted his teeth and kept speaking.
“He has nothing left. I’m the only friend he has. So how could I… just abandon him? Hey, Tucker! You bastard! Can you hear me or not?! Don’t—don’t let that filthy eyeball keep controlling you! Wake up!”
“Abandon him…?” Noa murmured.
Hearing Ael’s words, she understood.
The other hostages were all younger students. Only Ael was an Adult Dragon Division member.
To the Magic Eye, Ael’s strength was limited even for the Adult Dragon Division, but it still made no sense that he would be caught so easily in such chaos.
There was only one explanation.
Ael had stayed near the battlefield from the start.
He hadn’t run. He hadn’t taken shelter.
Because he was worried about Tucker—worried about that thickheaded idiot who was still worth being friends with for a long, long time.
But Ael’s shouting received no response.
A cold wind swept across the battlefield, and all that answered was the Magic Eye’s laughter.
“Even someone at Poseidon’s level couldn’t break my control. What makes you think a fool who sold his soul for power can hear you? Heh. You low-class Samaelians always think solid feelings can withstand anything. But in the end, you’ll learn that these so-called feelings… are nothing but an excuse weaklings use to comfort themselves. A reason for you inferior creatures to huddle together for warmth. The least reliable thing in existence. Enough. There’s no point talking to you,” it said, slowly shifting Ael aside and looking back at Noa.
“My opponent tonight is that brat over there.”
Noa immediately gathered Primordial Force in her hand, bracing herself.
But she didn’t dare attack first—because the Magic Eye could kill any one of the hostages in an instant.
“The night is long, Noa,” the Magic Eye drawled. “Let’s call this a halftime break. And if it’s halftime, then we need some entertainment to warm things up.”
Noa’s brows lowered. “What are you going to do?”
“Nothing much,” it replied lightly. “I just want to see someone bleed.”
The moment it finished speaking, it yanked the tentacles tight.
Ael let out a muffled grunt. Bone snapped in his torso and limbs, veins bulged in his arms, and blood surged out.
Ael began coughing violently, but his lungs were badly damaged—he could barely manage even the simplest breath.
“Urgh...”
“Ael!”
Noa stepped forward, eyes widening.
“Bastard! If you kill anyone, I will never let you go!”
“Oh? Is that so?” the Magic Eye mocked. “Anyone can talk big. I have five hostages right now. Killing one is no problem at all. Or what—are you going to stand there and watch five innocent lives die, just so you can beat me up?”
“You!”
“Then let’s start with this ‘best friend,’ Ael.”
It tightened again.
This time, both of Ael’s arms dislocated. His eyes began to roll back, and his struggling weakened—he was about to be strangled to death.
Noa bit hard into her lower lip.
Primordial Force leaked from her body in waves as her emotions surged. Her long white hair rose in the energy current, and her silver tail lifted high behind her.
“Magic Eye!”
“Calm down, kid.”
A voice sounded in her mindscape—her forebear.
“Even I’m furious at what this thing is doing, but we can’t let that fury spill out.”
Noa forced her rage down, voice low.
“Why?”
“Don’t you see it?” the forebear said. “The Magic Eye is recovering power extremely fast. Even while fighting us, it can recover at the same time. The reason is simple. Your anger is also negative emotion. It also feeds the growth of its chaotic power. And if it were truly spent, it would have no reason to keep provoking you. The reason it’s torturing your companions is to make you even angrier—so it can recover faster and recover more.”
Noa understood its goal.
But watching an old teammate being tortured like this and still staying calm—still refusing to let emotion burst out—was not something a girl not yet twenty could easily do.
Even as she fought to suppress the fury boiling inside her, the Magic Eye’s power visibly returned.
Just moments ago it had been battered and desperate. After only a few lines, it was already acting calm again.
“Aiya. Looks like our good brother Ael is about to die,” it said, continuing to provoke her.
“It’ll be by his best friend’s hand, too. Tsk tsk. What a tragic story.”
Ael forced his eyes open and looked toward his old friend. Even with death right there, he kept trying to wake Tucker.
“Wake… wake up… wake—up…”
“Oh?” the Magic Eye said. “Looks like dying by your best friend’s hand will be painful.”
It raised its remaining arm and gathered dim violet energy in its palm.
“Then I’ll end your pain for you!”
It swung the glowing orb straight at Ael’s face.
“Magic Eye, stop!”
“Tucker!!”
“Ael, senior!!”
…
Ael slowly opened his eyes.
Five fingers had stopped less than half a centimeter from his brow.
The violet orb that should have killed him dissipated into nothing.
“This is…”
Ael looked at the Magic Eye.
Its entire body—no, Tucker’s entire body—was locked in the exact attacking pose, completely motionless.
“What’s happening…?”
Before Ael could process it, the tentacles binding him and the others abruptly retracted back into the Magic Eye’s body.
Then the Magic Eye dropped to its knees, trembling violently.
“Damn it… what is this?! Tucker? You...”
“You’re right,” a familiar voice came from that broken body, filled with regret and a hard-edged resolve.
“I’m a fool who doesn’t deserve sympathy. I lost my people. I lost my father. I lost every beautiful future I could have had. But… I can’t lose my last friend. So—don’t you dare! Hurt my friend!!”
With a hoarse, tearing roar, small bursts of magic detonated inside Tucker’s body.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Blood seeped out across his skin. The magic circuits inside him flickered with dim light—then all of them went dark.
“He… he destroyed every magic circuit in his body!”
“I’ve heard people say self-destruction of magic circuits is pain like being skinned and having your bones dug out…”
“Tucker… you...”
…
Destroying every magic circuit meant the Magic Eye could no longer use this body to cast any magic at all.
Even chaotic power needed the host’s magic circuits as a pathway.
The moment he regained control, Tucker shouted...
“Noa! Now!!”
In the next instant, seven colors ignited the night again.
Countless rainbow halos fell, enveloping the kneeling Tucker.
He lifted his head toward that sacred sevenfold light, then slowly closed his eyes.
“Soul Judgment—Judgment.”
