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After struggling to become the greatest person in history because he wanted to protect himself, Abercio was instead considered a threat and accused of doing many bad things. "Humans are terrible," according to Abercio. Humans are afraid of other humans who are much stronger so they want to eliminate that strong person. During his life for hundreds of years, Abercio has been used to being hunted by heroes who pretend to be good-natured as if they are protectors, even though they are jealous of the power that Abercio has. In the end, Abercio died from being poisoned and stabbed by the sword of the servant and the only student he had. Savio betrays him and teams up with the heroes to kill Abercio. That's all? Not. Abercio is reborn back to when he was young, in the days when he lived as a foolish outcast. This time, Abercio would not allow it again. He would torture those who made him like a loser in his past life. Including his own family. Then, Ravin the holy knight who slashed his head.

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Renounce My Right!

Someone held Abercio's arm tightly but not harshly, "I can take care of you now, right? I and the other Priests will still do it by force even if you refuse," said Leon, the Head of the Holy Temple and the leader of the Priests in the Bronka region.

Leon was the most reckless Priest Abercio had ever seen, as he immediately jumped onto the arena floor as fast as lightning after the fight was over. His face was determined and... sincere. Abercio couldn't help but admit, Leon was a pretty good Priest.

"Do whatever you want, I'm too exhausted to resist," Abercio muttered resignedly. He threw his sword on the floor and sat down with a sigh.

To be honest, in this second battle Abercio only moved his body with sheer willpower, both his strength and stamina were already in chaos. Maybe he would lose consciousness if Altezza's declaration of defeat was just a few minutes late.

'Ah, but either way… I won, in the end. I've won two duels with this body that's still not trained enough,' Abercio thought. Then his eyes fell on Altezza. A priest was also taking care of his half-sister. The area under Altezza's eyes looked sunken, his face had lost all color, and he had lost a lot of blood from the wounds Abercio had inflicted.

Abercio was satisfied. Moreover, Altezza's expression seemed to be in deep shock. 'Should I end things right here right now? While many people are watching too,' he thought.

This was quite satisfying for Abercio because everyone now knew that the bad rumors that spread about him and also the discrimination he had received so far was very unfair.

'Okay, let me end it now.'

However, the resentment in Abercio's heart still lingered because everyone in Bronka had underestimated and looked down on him. Abercio had no intention of letting this matter pass.

"Is it done?" Abercio asked Leon who seemed to have finished his treatment.

"Yes, the treatment for now is over. But since you lost a lot of blood, you should get enough rest, Young Master," Leon replied.

Abercio ignored Priest's words and stood up again.

"Young master! Your condition must rest, lie down! Or at least sit-down!" Leon shouted in a very frustrated tone and expression. This Young Master is indeed too… reckless and doesn't think about his condition.

"Oh, it's okay. Thank you for worrying about me, but I know my own body is better than anyone else," Abercio replied.

Abercio ignored the scolding that kept coming from behind him and swung his legs forward with a calm expression on his face. His steps stopped, and his head lifted to see the Marquess in a fairly high chair.

"I won, Father," Abercio said in an even tone. There was no ostentatious or proud tone as if it was a deserved victory.

"Yes, then?" Theodore replied equally flatly. Does not show pride in the victory of his son who has been considered weak. Whereas, supposedly as a father, Theodore showed he was proud of his son's achievements that had never been achieved so far.

As expected, the Marquess' response was curt while Marchiones' gaze pierced as if pulling a dagger out of her eye. But it wasn't Abercio the Mad Tyrant if he was scared just because of that. Abercio calmly continued, "Didn't you promise something, Father? You said that you would let the winner of this duel succeed you as the successor of the family title and also lead the realm. "

People whisper. They didn't think that Abercio would talk about it first so bluntly and boldly. Even though rumors of the conditions that led up to their duel had spread, they still weren't official statements.

The Marquess' expression stiffened, he did feel Abercio had changed but Theodore still didn't expect Abercio's change and courage to go this far. "What are you talking about?! How could such a trivial duel be used to decide something as important as that?!"

Theodore cunningly used the fact that he had not made the condition public and planned to make it seem as if the promise was never made. Who would be more trusted between him and Abercio? Of course, his being a Marquess felt more trustworthy.

"Well, that's fine," Abercio replied. He had expected this, Abercio was also not inferior in terms of the brain. Abercio smiled faintly. His allegation about his trash family turned out to be all true.

Philip furrowed his brows at the Young Master's behavior, he couldn't guess what Abercio was doing and why he was there. 'Actually, what is Young Master Abercio trying to do? Did he know that whatever he was doing here would end up being for nothing?

Even though Abercio has shown his great new side to a lot of people, but still they couldn't possibly side with Abercio or support him. Saying something like this would only make people think badly of Abercio again. For example, Vivaldi, whose eyes had sparkled a moment earlier, had now become even.

'Has he become petty and greedy because of his victory just now?'

That must be what people thought, including Philip. If Abercio had really become petty and greedy, then Philip would have to adjust his assessment of Abercio again and reduce some of the positive thoughts he had given the Young Master.

Unfortunately, everyone's thinking is totally wrong.

"I knew this was going to happen, and I can also guess what everyone is thinking right now." Abercio removed the ring with the gold spear and silver shield from his little finger, then threw the ring up.

TING!!!

The ring fell and circled on the floor right in front of the seat of honor occupied by the Marquess. Everyone sitting in the upper seats froze on the spot after learning what ring Abercio had just tossed.

"You know what your current actions mean, Abercio?" asked Theodore.

"Don't you know what it means, Father? You can see for yourself, I removed the ring of the potential heir to the Bronka title," Abercio replied with a crooked smile.

Abercio took a deep breath and shouted loudly. "I, Abercio Bronka, the eldest son of the Bronka family from Luna De Bronka who is Bronka's official Marchioness, renounce my right as Bronka's heir and will not interfere in the affairs of this family again!"

Everyone who heard that gasped, be it the Marquess and Marchioness, the Knights, elders, territory retainers, Philip, as well as Altezza and the Priests, looked at Abercio with their mouths agape. No one is not surprised!