18: Cashel's POV 2

Cashel had split ways sigh Asher and he found himself being targeted a lot as his rank was 13.

After a few minutes of fiddling with his watch, he found his destination. As he reached a tall building built like an arena, he didn't hesitate to straight up slice it in half.

Some parts of the arena were still standing and he looked forward with a ferocious smile.

Soon enough, a red haired elf beauty with a greatsword came rushing at him like a cannonball.

"Finally! Took you long enough!" She shouted.

~CRASH!~

~BAM!~

One large chunk of land disappeared from existence with just one clash. Cashel and Emira jumped back from each other, giving themselves time to activate their spells.

[Harbinger of pain] + [Strength]

[Speed] + [Strength]

Cashel's already ripped body became even bigger and his muscles looked like they were personally sculpted by the gods.

Emira was the same although her's was more on the feminine side.

A small innocent leaf was calmly passing by in the wind and the moment it touched the ground, the two opponents disappeared.

~KATWOOM!~

~BAMMMM!~

The remaining rubble from the arena and the parts from before that were still standing were obliterated from the shockwave.

Two people could be seen falling from the skies. Emira was lying unconscious in Cashel's arms as they slowly landed.

[System notification]

[Asher has successfuly created "Push" and you have gained "Pull"]

[Asher had successfuly created "Pull" and you have gained "Push"]

[Asher has successfuly created "Warp From Existence" (WFE), you have gained "Warp To Existence" (WTE)]

[You have successfully created "Flight"(no-gravity) and Asher has gained Gravity]

"Hm. I better carry her to an hospital or something. Ah, I need to find people. Oh, I have a watch with everything."

Cashel reached the ground and started to walk away. He reached where the two greatswords were and kicked them into his {Inventory}.

Suddenly, he felt an urge to back and he did so without hesitation and half a second later, there was a sword flying right where his head was supposed to be.

"Get your hands off my wife!"

Cashel's eyes turned a frightening light purple as he looked to the side, now there was no difference between him and Asher.

There was a human boy wearing sect robes and he held the sword from before in his hands.

"You four ears! Get your hands off my–"

In a split second, Cashel was right in front of him and his hand grabbed the boys face.

"Heh, Asher learnt gravity from me. So I should be able to use it now. Hmm..."

He closed his eyes to think for a second and he opened them back with a cruel smile.

"[Gravity]"

The boy Cashel was holding started to feel an overwhelming pressure on his face and it spread to his legs.

He kneeled to reduce the pressure and he desperately tried to cast a spell.

[Wind barrier!]

[Wind scythe!]

Nothing was working.

"Let's try 100 essence points. Bear with it, 'kay?"

~SPLAT!~

"Damn it, that one broke way too fast. Humans are such fragile things."

Cashel walked back and grabbed Emira who was still unconscious and floating in space. His eyes were back to their normal dark purple and he seemed to be lost in his thoughts.

'My body acted before I knew anything. Is this... Lo–'

"Ugh..." Emira woke up feeling a little sore and when she looked up she saw Cashel's red face and she chuckled and buried her face in his chest.

"I don't need to go to an hospital. Just take me to the cafeteria. My regeneration is kicking in again." Emira spoke.

"Regeneration? Since when did you have that?" Cashel wondered.

"You're not the only one with a few tricks up their sleeve."

"I see... Who was that guy from earlier?"

"What guy?"

"The human in sect robes."

"Ohh~ Leftan. He was good enough to be a sparring partner and we trained everyday."

"You won't need him anymore. Or even see him." Cashel's eyes were a light purple again.

"You–"

"I did."

"Well, that's good riddance. I have you now."

"W-where's the cafeteria?" Cashel turned red faced again. He pulled up his watch and he started to search for it and he smiled.

"Haha, looks like Asher already found Eva and they're at the cafeteria. Let's go!"

———

The school reporters were all surrounding one building but no one dared to step a foot inside. There were some witnesses to the "simp eradication".

A event that would go down in the history books of Winfrey academy. Over 50% were nobles of different races and Asher had made quite the number of enemies.

Cashel and Emira sat in thier corner with all the mayo they wanted with Asher and Eva screwing up thier faces in disgust.

"One man's food is another man's poison." Eva spoke as they sat in another side.

"For real, for real." Asher supported.

Cashel heard that with his enhanced senses and a mischievous smile spread across his face.

He quickly took out a paper and scribbled a few words.

'Hey, wanna play a prank?'

'You're on!'

Cashel's smile widened at that reply. He took out a large loaf of bread and spread the whole thing with mayo and he threw it straight at the unsuspecting Eva.

Asher had sensed it coming but the smell of the disgusting mayo made him hesitate and...

~SPLAT!~

Eva's hair was messed up. Another one was thrown and Asher narrowly missed it. The smell was thickening and Asher had no choice but to...

~BUEH!~

He sent it into his inventory immediately, Eva's too. That marked the start of a disgusting bar fight.

Ketchups, mayo, butter, mustard, coffee, tea and every other throwable liquid. Asher even made a waterball which gave Cashel some new skills.

[Waterball] + [Earthball] = [Mudball!]

Asher's face was beautifully decorated with some 'chocolate' and there was more to come!

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This chapter is a filler chapter given to Cashel and the Cashel x Emira ship fans.

Umu, send more powerstones to bless this ship!