Endless Evolution: Last Star

Chapter 564 Second Fighter (Part 2)

Bam.

The woman with the long brown coat brought the man to the ground with a series of quick blows, although they were fighting, she had no purpose to injure the man or bring him pain.

”Agh!” The man cried out, trying to get up and continue the fight, but he was unsuccessful. The woman was much stronger than him and wasnʼt about their skill or talent.

They were both Phantoms and were simply on different levels, the gap in their strength was more on an impassable gulf, so the outcome of their fight was known from the start.

But, the man hadnʼt come here to win.

His goal was quite simple - he like several other Phantoms came here to prove that he was strong enough to fight against Adam Vinter.

Sure, only a small fraction of the Phantoms from the Branch Squads of the Marzo Family decided to answer the call and volunteer.

However, the desire to accept the challenge and become the second fighter in The Rule of Power was not enough. The Marzo Family needed a victory, so they could only fight someone capable of defeating Adam Vinter.

Step.

The woman took a few steps back looking at the man who was shocked at how quickly he lost.

Then, she stared ahead at the remaining candidates and menacingly said in her stern voice: ”Next! Hurry up! Donʼt waste my time! We must find someone who can stand up to Adam Vinter! Iʼm sure at least one of you will be a worthy fighter!”

The woman folded her hands behind her back, watching as the Phantoms chose which of them would go to try their luck next.

”Khm. Do you think any of them can pass your selection?” A girl, considerably younger, standing next to the woman asked.

The woman shrugged slightly with a deep sigh.

”Shall I tell you honestly? I donʼt know. The problem is that we donʼt know how strong Adam Vinter is. After he became K2-Phantom he hasnʼt done a single mission in the Dead Lands yet.”

The girlʼs eyes went wide for a moment, then she nodded since it was true.

”So, we can only guess how strong heʼs gotten over the past three months, from the looks of it heʼs been training all this time.” The woman waved her hand.

The girl was silent for a while before speaking: ”I see, but heʼs probably become as strong as possible for a K2W0-Phantom, right? I mean, if that wasnʼt the case, then he wouldnʼt have participated in The Rule of Power, right?”

The womanʼs eyes narrowed.

”Thatʼs our basic position. Anyway, letʼs get back to work. Even though we work for the Marzo Family, we canʼt affect The Rule of Power in any way anymore, the fight is inevitable.”

Step.

At that moment, the next fighter stood across from them.

And... a moment later, he was lying on the ground, unable to stand up.

”Next!”

...

Zarot and Mariel hoped that among the Branch Squads, there would be a strong enough Phantom, but they didnʼt put all their cards on it.

They had one option that was likely to lead them to victory on The Rule of Power, and that would force Osana to go back to her role as bride and marry Nirosh.

But, they might have to put a lot of effort into convincing this Phantom to fight.

”Really? He lives here?” Nirosh frowned as they approached one of the poorest areas of the Third Ring.

Sure, there were normal houses here, clean roads, and fairly quiet life, but compared to any place in the First Ring, this place was actually poor, it was evident in every detail from the condition of the roads to the look of the houses, everything was old and dilapidated.

To Nirosh who came from a great family, it was more like a slum in general, and he wasnʼt too much wrong since this neighborhood was almost on the border between the Third Ring and the slums.

”Well, itʼs his choice where to live, though I have to admit Iʼm as confused as you are.”

Zarot said getting out of the car before glancing at Mariel.

”Didnʼt you say he worked quickly and efficiently since he needed the money?”

Mariel sighed heavily.

”Thatʼs true, but it seems like thereʼs something we donʼt know. He got quite a lot of money for the missions he completed. Maybe it wouldnʼt be enough to buy a house in the First Ring, but itʼs sufficient to not live in the cheapest part of the Third Ring.” Mariel explained before heading forward.

Reinal did not bother to go with them. He didnʼt see any need as he couldnʼt help them in the negotiations, so he decided it would be better to go straight to the ninth wing.

Step. Step. Step.

Mariel, Nirosh, and Zarot approached the old wooden doors. It was late, but a few of the windows were still lit, and a pleasant smell was coming out of the cracks in the door as if someone was busy cooking.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Zarot knocked on the door several times.

They expected to hear footsteps on the other side and see the owner of the house open the door, but instead, there was only a rumble as if a storm was coming at them.

”Iʼll do it...!”

”No! I want to...!”

”Give it to me! Youʼre always the first to...!”

Indistinct voices came from within the house, too young, as if from children.

Crackling.

With a loud squeak, the door opened, revealing three short silhouettes.

Strangely enough, they were three girls, about twelve to fourteen years old. They were teenagers by now, but they were still kids and were acting overly active.

The girls raised their eyes, looking baffled at Zarot, Nirosh, and Mariel, they didnʼt know what to say or why these people came here.

Step.

At the same moment, a tall figure emerged from the doorway.

”Hmm? We have guests?”

A young man with blue eyes gazed at Zarot and the others with a slightly surprised look. He was dressed casually and was now wearing a stained white apron, holding a large wooden spoon in his hand.

Mariel smiled kindly and stepped forward, walking past the girls.

”Hello Fromund. We havenʼt met, but you worked for my family, the Rouzet Family some time ago, you were in one of the Branch Squads and had a great performance.” Mariel said quietly, standing in the middle of the aisle.

Then, Fromundʼs face changed slightly, for a moment he became serious, but regained his calm expression again.

His gaze traveled over Zarot, Mariel, and Nirosh, he nodded slightly and pointed toward the kitchen with his spoon.

”Donʼt stand outside, dinnerʼs almost ready so come on in, weʼd be happy to share.” Fromund waffled nonchalantly.

”No!” One of the girls suddenly exclaimed.

”We only have four burgers! Iʼm not giving mine to anyone!” Elva, the older sister with chest-length hair exclaimed.

”I agree! We donʼt even know these people.” Liv, the middle sister with shoulder-length hair puffed up her cheeks.

”Ughum! Whatʼs more, we still have pizza! I want to eat it all by myself!” Tilda, the younger sister, her hair only reaching to her neck, crossed her arms over her chest.

Nirosh frowned, looking at the girls with an annoyed look.

”Pffft. Do you think I want to eat some burgers and pizza from Third Ring? Keep those crap for yourself.” Nirosh snorted.

Elva, Liv, and Tilda flinched at such a rude response and their faces turned slightly pale.

Obviously, this couldnʼt please their big brother.

Fromund narrowed his eyes and the wooden spoon in his hand was ready to crack.

Smack.

Zarotʼs palm slammed into the back of Niroshʼs head, a loud slap spreading throughout the house.

”Pardon this fool, we would welcome anything you offer us if you would be so kind, wouldnʼt we?” Zarot uttered, staring intently at Nirosh, his eyes were narrowed with a dangerous glint.

Nirosh wanted to be indignant since he didnʼt think he did anything wrong, but when he saw the gaze of his father he didnʼt dare to disagree.

”Yes... Thatʼs right.” Nirosh gulped, scratching the back of his head which hurt a lot.

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Seeing this scene, the sistersʼ cheeks puffed up before they exploded in laughter.

”Hahaha! Youʼre funny!” Tilda said.

”Pffft, it looks like heʼs just really stupid.” Liv snorted, throwing a sideways glance.

”Agh, letʼs just go to the kitchen already. Weʼve waited too long for this dinner to stand any longer.” Elva shook her head, heading forward.

Tilda and Liv glanced over at each other before heading after their older sister.

Step. Step. Step.

Fromund approached Zarot and Nirosh, made sure his sisters were far away and could hear nothing, then he spoke in a cold voice, almost whispering: ”The High Nobles came here, to the far side of the Third Ring at this late hour... It seems you are in desperate straits and need my help.”

Before either of them could reply anything, Fromund took Nirosh by the collar, practically colliding their foreheads.

”In that case, you better behave yourself, youʼre in a foreign house, mind your manners.”

Fromund calmly stated before his gaze grew darker.

”If you dare to be rude to my sisters one more time, you may not even think about my help. Iʼm sure it will be the worst possible outcome for you judging by what an arrogant bastard you are.”

Bam.

Fromund tossed Nirosh aside, he hit his back against the wall and his eyes went wide with shock and anger.

”Tsk.” Zarot shook his head walking next to Nirosh, ”Are you an idiot? This guy is your hope of getting Osana, and you thought it would be a good idea to intimidate his sisters?”

Nirosh gulped, he was too afraid to answer anything.

Mariel smiled bitterly.

”Letʼs forget about this... unfortunate episode. We can still come to an agreement.”

Zarot grumbled.

”I hope so.”