MIKELLE DA VARANO THE 4TH VIRTUE

The entire place was covered with a horde of people howling like wolves while the malnourished-looking man with arms that were thin like chopsticks continuously threw forced punches on the boy who was half his size. Every time he released his arms for a punch, it would make a low-pitched sound of a slap that would make the people in the arena go wild.

"D-DIE!"

He shouted so desperately while bathing in his own sweat.

Every time he threw punches at him, he would consistently catch his own breath as if he had run a thousand miles.

Out of his mind. The man desperately reaches the rock as big as his palm and smacks it right straight on the boy's face, who's been earlier spacing out and would not even budge.

'Eh? What is this familiar feeling? -'

Feeling how the rock landed on his face a thousand times makes his vision blur, with a copious amount of his own blood covering his face.

Seeing it, the man would not feel at ease and would look around side by side while circling his sight on the arena, noticing tons of big, built men surround the area with their horrifying features and weapons, which would make him sweat like a broken faucet.

But even though he was pinned down on the ground, Mikelle found it arousing that he could surprisingly feel the punches and the rock that landed on his face, would be similar to the itchy bite of an ant crawling on his body.

"Pfttt- Hahaha Crazy-"

Because of it, Mikelle could not prevent his laughter, that the man began to panic as he heard him snicker. The man got so alarmed that he desperately carried Mikelle's new body and threw it vigorously with his trembling shoulders right straight onto the wall, which created a thunderous sound of crumbling bricks.

After being thrown that hard with a body like a twig, many people cheered and started to throw some money to the man. Hearing their deafening voices, demanding Mikelle to die, make his ears almost split, which made him open his eyes while forming a mischievous smile.

"AH! I cannot clearly see, but I could feel my bones turning into fragments..."

Mikelle's affirmed with a nonchalant expression, while his aura puts the man under great pressure.

Seeing it with his own two eyes made the man question "W-who?" as he began to be taken aback. That made his mind go blank, which made him feel that the screams of people echoed in his mind before everything turned into silence.

Mikelle wasn't surprise to see his reaction; it was already normal to him to encounter someone who quivered at the sight of him, especially since he was Mikelle Da Varano, the 4th child that was blessed with diligence, the most favored child of the Gods, and the hero of all the kingdoms. That the monster of all the monsters would feel a great terror because he is the type of person who would not give any mercy to anything that is monstrous and demonic, that he would even exclaim that their deaths were all ordered by the God.

Especially that he was a man of virtue who would do everything in the name of God.

With that being said, Mikelle did not give out an answer and slowly got up, and wipes off the blood coming out from his mouth, which left all the people in the arena dropping their jaws in shock. Thinking that a boy who has a fragile body like his competitors would get up after being severely injured with a fractured bone that had almost come out of his flesh, which no one had expected.

Just then, Mikelle dusts off himself first before he speaks. "Only my father has the right to take my life," He mumbled.

Everyone immediately fell into silence as if their tongues had been cut by a cat when they saw with their own two eyes how Mikelle's fractured bones made a disturbing cracking sound while he stretched his body as if it weren't something extraordinary while gradually counting numbers in the air.

"I just entered this body, and it's already been damaged and fractured." He sighed.

"Tell me who am I supposed to blame—you or them?"

Mikelle formed a smile as he made a gesture with his hands that pointed out the audience in the arena.

The man was already trembling with a jelly leg, but whenever he heard the crowd scream and noticed the surroundings he was in, he could feel an out most desperate sense of survival that he even had the urge to shout back at Mikelle with a shaky tone of voice.

"S-shut up!"

He shouted while covering both of his ears as if he had already lost his mind in the crowd. And seeing this sight, Mikelle could not help but make scornful eyes that were full of disgust and hatred towards the audience, especially since what he was seeing was not only people but also a bunch of different breeds of monsters that were having fun seeing the corpses of different creatures die on their sight.

"Ah, look at them. Is it fun to see someone die? " It makes him messed up with his hair. "If that then—"

Mikelle had not finished his words when he sensed a piece of rock almost make a hole in his head, which he swiftly caught with his bare fingers.

"D-die, please die for me."

That's when the man began to tremble with a teary eye while pleading for Mikelle to die.

"Sorry, but I'm not in a position to do that."

He stated as he charged a holy divine power on the rock, which lit up in a blinding color of blue that the stone absorbed, and then he created a hard force before he threw it out of nowhere that even made the man quiver while covering himself on the ground, but then without even a second, the man noticed the crowd in silence along with the death of the man who looked like a noble left on the floor with a hole in his head that made the big built beast that was guarding the area run towards Mikelle that seemed to be unbothered by the death of the man

"That's how you properly throw a rock."

He affirmed while dusting the clothes of his newly possessed body without knowing what kind of being he has become.