F*cked up

"I believe that's my cue," said Alex while standing in his chair.

"Good luck, brother," supported Amelia.

Alex turned to leave but then stopped when he saw a beautiful woman dressed in maid clothing bow towards him.

"Master, young Miss Scarlett charged me to bring this to you," said Anna as she extended a spacial ring to Alex.

"Oh, she finished. Good. Thanks for bringing it to me, Anna.".

"I also brought you this."

Anna then passed a shirt to Alex since the latter was bare-chested the whole time!

"Haha, thanks; I even forgot about it," thanked Alex as he took the shirt from Anna and wore it. Just as he wore the shirt he thought of something and whispered to her with a joking tone.

"Tell me, is it Scarlett or someone else that told you to give me a shirt, or is it that you were jealous of other women seeing me like this and decided to give me this shirt?"

Anna blushed when she heard his words, because they were indeed the truth!

"Don't tell me it's the case ?" Asked Alex incredulous when he saw her blush.

Anna blushed even more, making him understand that he was right.

"Haha, you are cute," said Alex with amusement in his voice.

"Thanks for the shirt, beautiful," added Alex while kissing her.

"M-Master"

Anna immediately separated from Alex, making him wonder why she reacted like that.

However, when he glanced behind him, he understood why.

The majority of the current participants were giving him a nasty glare as they looked at his interaction with Anna.

'Haa, what a bunch of stuck-up brats' thought Alex.

He understood why they were looking at him like that, and it was actually what annoyed him.

They were like that because he was not only flirting and being intimate with his maid but also doing it in public!

Such things were unbecoming of a noble; it was an unwritten rule among nobles that even if a noble had a relationship with their maid or other subordinates—non-nobles—they could only show affection towards them when they were in private since a maid or a subordinate was inferior to them.

So Alex flirting and even going as far as kissing his maid in front of other nobles was not only disrespectful but frowned upon.

"How long will you continue to degrade yourself and, in doing so, degrade us as well?" Said someone.

Alex glanced at the location the voice came from and found out that it was actually his next opponent, En, who was speaking.

"We are nobles; we don't mingle with common people's," continued En.

"And why is that?" I asked Alex calmly.

"What a naive question to ask. It's obvious that commoners are inferior to us, and they know it, which is why a commoner might give everything to be with a noble, and your little maid here is the perfect example. She decided to be with you even though she knew that you are the trash of our family and don't hold any power. I'm sure that she would have spread her legs for anyone as long as that person was a noble-"

Before he could finish, En saw a fist appear just in front of his eyes. The fist was so fast that he didn't have time to block. He closed his eyes as the impact was imminent, and a few seconds later, the impact occurred, but it was strange.

' I'm not feeling anything' thought En.

"No fighting outside of the arena; if you have any feud between the two of you, settle it in the arena," said someone with an aged voice.

When En Final opened his eyes, he saw Adrian standing next to him, blocking Alex's fist from landing on him.

Meanwhile, Alex looked at Adrian with a somber expression for a few seconds before pulling his arm back and turning away to look at Anna.

He could see that she was fuming inside, but she couldn't say anything to defend herself since the one speaking was a noble; gods only knew what would happen to her if she were to insult him right here.

"Relax; you can say anything you want; nothing will happen to you," said Alex while patting her head with a gentle smile.

When the other participants approached him, their expressions got even worse, but they didn't say anything and remained silent, observing how the scene would unfold.

Meanwhile, Anna still refused to talk, despite Alex assuring her that nothing would happen.

"I once told you that if someone were to insult one of my women's, then I would make them live hell, right?"

Anna nodded her head.

"Then watch me; I will show you that I keep my promises," said Alex before turning around and walking towards the center of the arena.

'I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree' thought Adrian as he watched Alex back.

"Did you see how-"

Talia came to a halt when Alex directly passed by her, not even bothering to glance in her direction.

'What is it with him?' wondered Talia as she walked back to the other's.

While walking, Alex scanned what was in the ring Anna gave him and took out something.

The item he retrieved was a gray and golden, masterfully crafted tobacco pipe, measuring at least fifteen centimeters (5.91 inches).

This tobacco pipe was the item he had requested Scarlett to craft for him. The reason for asking her to make a tobacco pipe was quite evident, but the method by which it produced smoke was the thing that truly made this pipe special.

After taking out the tobacco pipe, what Alex did next was look at the other things that were in the ring.

'This would do' selected Alex.

'Why did he take out a pipe?' I noticed En walking a few meters beside him.

'Well, whatever, it won't change anything, thought En.

He had heard the promise Alex had made to Anna, but he wasn't the least bit concerned, showing him hell ? He wanted to see that happen!

***

"Finally, it's going to be dad's turn!" Exclaimed excitedly, Viviane.

"Don't shout like that," reprimanded Lilia.

"Let her shout all she wants; it's not like she is the only one excited to see Alex fight," said Ava.

As she said, everyone was excited to see his fight; even those who didn't like him were excited since they were curious about his strength and, most of all, how he gained it.

But they were surprised when they saw the kind of face Alex had when he stepped into the arena.

The younger generation simply wondered why he was making such a face, while the older generation was visibly shaken. Alex's current expression resembled one his father used to wear in certain circumstances.

When Alex's father had the same kind of face as Alex had currently,  it only meant one thing:

You fucked up!