ch22 : power less Hero

Now it's time for the youthful scion of the ascending Rider family to enter the chamber as the last participant.

With his triumphant today, the Radiant Empire creates history with a 100% success rate in awakenings.

"But wait a moment, where is the 99th young scion?" Everyone begins searching for him, but he's nowhere to be found.

"He is here," a sound comes from the audience where the plump boy is hiding below a chair.

"No, I don't want to go. I detest injections. Mother, please forgive me; I don't want those needles." Everyone is startled and wants to laugh, but they force themselves not to due to his identity as the hero's son.

"You, useless child, did you forget what I told you? If you don't enter the chambers, you won't get any chocolates and monthly pocket money." The woman jumps out, breaking a glass tower; her body radiates like a burning sun as she lands in front of the boy.

"Mother, please don't hit. I'll listen to all your words, but please, I don't want to be stuck with those pins." He begins to beg in front of the woman, but it doesn't change her anger. She ignores his cry, gives him a hard kick, and the boy rolls on the ground.

"Go inside the chamber; I will kick out all your maids." This last warning makes everyone flinch from the heart.

For him, his three maids are like mothers; he nurtures three caring women compared to his mother who is only busy with work. He knows his mother very and hidden meaning of her words means Kick them until they die from internal bleeding "No, Mother, please don't do this. I will do as you say," he stands up silently and goes inside the chamber.

The situation Is very amusing and confusing, but everyone understands the royal drama of the affluent; they dare not say anything.

"Ahem, daughter, continue the ceremony," the golden underwear ignores the atmosphere. When the plump boy goes inside the chamber, the loudest cries and begging burst everyone's ears.

Timid Boy enters inside chamber door closed after that loud cry of boy blasted ear drum of the audience.

"Please stop, idiot; my ears can't handle this at this age," a region old man forgets to control his tongue, expressing what everyone desires to do at the time.

After ten minutes and the sacrifice of hundreds of eardrums, the gate of the chamber opens.

But what comes out startles the entire arena. "Is he truly him? What happened to him? My eyes are defeated; what kind of transformation is this?" The plump boy becomes double in size compared to before; his whole body is like a swollen balloon.

Even the golden attire is startled. "System, what kind of awakening is this? Why can't I detect anything? Don't tell me there's another chosen."

System: Host, don't be startled. I can't detect any trance seal related to him. Hence, it's hard to say, but yes, there can be multiple chosen ones. Why are you asking that question when we've already encountered multiple of them? Some of them, hehe, made you eat grass; do I need to remind you?

"Ahem, stinky system, no need to remind me of bad memories. As for them, I just have to wait to complete my mission. Then I'll become the true protagonist of this world. True power that rules this realm, hahahahahahaahahahah."

System: Host, control your demonic smile; you're in the audience. He forgets he's now in the ceremony. In the audience, everyone is confused seeing their king on the throne, laughing like an idiot.

"Ahem, my daughter, explain what happened now," controlling his laughter, he diverts everyone by asking questions.

"Yes, father," the cyborg girl points her hand in the air; a large screen with the recorder of everyone's participant data is displayed.

- Name: Zen Rider

- Age: 18 years, one day

- 100th royal family: Night Rider

- Awakening: recessive middle-grade attribute = hundreds fold of shield.

- Name: Brave Rider

- Age: 18

- Mother's family: Rising Rider

- Awakening: Null gene detected.

- Name: Anaya berserk

- Age: Seventeen years, nine months

- Mother's family: berserk

- Awakening: Elemental power: Advanced grade recessive gene "berserk range".

"Null gene, what does that mean?" The mother and matriarch of the Rising Rider family question immediately.

The cyborg girl makes eye contact and explains, "Father, corrupted bloodline, which previously defined a person born without power. It's actually due to the absence of a special gene responsible for giving seed to gene power in a person. That's why we decided to call it null gene," she explained to the man on the throne who nodded in agreement.

While for others, it's like a bombshell. "What do you mean, girl? How dare you say my child is impotent?" The enraged woman yells.

The cyborg girl's eyes turn cold all of a sudden.

"Matriarch of the Rising family, what I say is, he was born with a null gene, which means he can never use gene power in his whole life. Whether he's impotent or not, your son's mother is no better." The turning red eyes of the small cyborg are what everyone fears in the Light Empire.

She unconsciously bites her own teeth; even if she is the wife of the man on the throne, her place is inferior. Her one word may lead to the destruction of the whole Rising family.

"I am sorry, Your Majesty, for giving birth to a useless child. Such a powerless child has no right to live in this world. I, with my hand, correct my mistake." She took a red dagger forward to cut her son's throat.

"No, mother, please forgive me. It's not my mistake; maybe the machine has some problem. Please don't kill me," the plump boy grabs his mother's leg, begging at her feet.

The whole audience Is in shock at what's happening in this arena. The royals have their own different ways of living, but how can a mother be ready to kill her son with her own hands?

All eyes are on their king; for the blind, if their king says nothing, it must be right, and no one will raise a voice.

"Ahem, what was her name? Leave, the 99th wife; no need to harass him.

So what if he's born with a corrupted gene or null gene? Don't forget, I was the same at his age. In truth, I was thinking of making him my student. Who knows, maybe he is the new hero." This announcement is unexpected for everyone. Just when everyone thinks the young member of the Rising family has met his end, he suddenly becomes the student of the hero.

"What! My child, congratulations. What are you doing, kneeling? Thank the Lord for his grace." The woman changes faster than a chameleon.

"Thanks, father," he can barely bend his knee. Zen, on the other hand, returns to his tower room in the middle of his treatment, feeling confused by the scene.

"What's happening? Don't tell me Golden Underwear thinks this fatty can actually be the protagonist. Or am I who is wrong?" Even the timid fatty himself can't believe it.

"Father was just like me, born with a null gene, and now the same for me. Does it mean I can also be a hero?" The fatty's eyes brighten like red gold.

While everyone is still in a daze, suddenly big clouds gather above the arena. "What's happening? Why sudden darkness? Hey, where are you touching, she's my wife...hehe, I am sorry, I thought she was my wife."

Then from the circular formation of clouds, light focuses on the body of a woman in plain white clothes.

A beautiful fragrance erupts in the air, hitting the senses of the young audience. Green emeralds of her pupils induce tachycardia in the men sitting. The swinging of her narrow silhouette, with long white hair reaching till the ground, is supported by two beautiful elves around it.

Her presence casts an enchanting spell over the arena, leaving everyone in awe. The atmosphere changes, as if a celestial being has descended.

The woman in white gracefully steps forward, capturing the attention of all. Her regal aura commands respect, and her ethereal beauty mesmerizes the onlookers. The elves by her side add an otherworldly charm to the scene.

The sudden shift in focus brings a hush over the audience, as they witness an unexpected turn of events. The unfolding drama, marked by revelations and transformations, leaves the spectators eagerly anticipating the next chapter in this captivating tale.