1 Prologue

10 Years ago...

Augustus Family Private Arena...

Two people could be seen on a wooden platform situated at the center.

On the right is a pretty red-haired teenage girl wearing a red traditional martial artist uniform, currently looking smugly at the fallen opponent on the left.

A black-haired boy the same age as her.

In contrast to the girl's attire, the boy was wearing a black traditional martial artist uniform instead of red.

The boy is currently on the floor laying in defeat, looking at the ceiling absentmindedly.

This was the aftermath of their duel, the girl had defeated the boy very easily, and now, she wanted to get her spoils of war.

The feeling of pleasure from seeing the defeated reaction of her opponent.

Does he feel frustrated?

Humiliated?

Angry?

Will his face become twisted on such emotions?

Looking at the boy who was only looking at the ceiling with the same deadpan expression he always wore, she was then disappointed.

And then what comes next was the feeling of anger, making her shout at him loudly.

"You have no talent! Someone lazy and without ambition like you is not fit for your clan's martial arts!!! and certainly not fit for me!!! Instead of learning martial arts half-assedly, you should just quit! Hide in your home!!! and spend your time in games!!!"

It was a thunderous roar that rocked the whole arena, making the surrounding noise turn into a pin-drop silence.

The people seated around the arena looking at the scene could only watch quietly. Half of them worried, and the other half disappointed.

The boy then shifted his eyes towards the angry teenage girl, surprising her... she had thought that she would still be ignored until someone took him away.

Now, What does he want?

Did he have a change of heart from the frustration of defeat?

She glared at the defeated boy thinking, 'And what does the weak wanted to say?'

And then from the silence, the boy then opened his mouth and spoke the word that everyone could hear...

"Okay..."

...