Reborn As Noble

Chapter 201 Dark Intentions ( 201 )

The chains glimmered ominously, their glow pulsating in rhythm, as the arena was consumed by an eerie silence. The only sounds breaking the oppressive atmosphere were Liana and Gloriaʼs desperate efforts to reach Javier.

Suddenly, school guards rushed into the arena, weapons drawn and eyes scanning the area. ”Secure the perimeter! Find the source of this magic!” their captain ordered, his voice cutting through the chaos.

The soldiers spread out in groups, cautiously advancing into the arenaʼs shadows.

But before they could get far, thick dark vines erupted from the ground, twisting and coiling around the guards with unnatural speed. ”What is this!?” one guard yelled, struggling against the vines as they tightened their grip.

”Itʼs a trap—aarrgh!” another soldier screamed, his voice abruptly cut off.

From the darkness, a shadowy figure in a flowing robe emerged. The figure raised a hand, and with a swift, deliberate motion, the dark vines constricted, silencing the guards one by one.

”Enemy!!!” one of the surviving guards shouted, raising the alarm before a sharp blade materialized from the shadow and silenced him as well.

The shadowy figure stepped closer to the arena, the air growing colder as their presence loomed.

Meanwhile, in the royal box, the royal guards sprang into action, forming a tight protective formation around the King and his family. ”Move quickly! Escort His Majesty to safety!” the royal guard captain commanded.

The Kingʼs elite guards led the way, their armor gleaming even in the dim light as they guided the royal family toward a secure exit. Princess Kliatana clung to her mother, her wide eyes darting around in fear.

Noble households scrambled to retreat too, their guards and personal maids forming protective barriers around their lords and ladies. Orders were shouted, and the grand battleground event devolved into chaos.

The shadowy figure paused, their attention flicking briefly toward the retreating nobles before returning to the arena floor. The sigils binding Javier pulsed again, their light intensifying as the figure raised both hands.

”What is happening here!?” one noble guard shouted, but his voice was drowned out by the noise of retreating footsteps and clashing weapons as panic gripped the arena.

As the chaos in the arena escalated, more shadowy robed figures emerged from the darkness, moving silently and deadly. They descended upon the remaining school guards and soldiers trying to secure the area, their blades flashing in the dim light.

”Incoming! Protect the area!” the captain of the guards shouted, but his orders were cut short when one of the shadowy figures pierced through his armor.

”Retreat! Retreat!” another soldier yelled, but the figures moved with precision, cutting down anyone who tried to resist. Within moments, the guards were overwhelmed, their lifeless bodies strewn across the arena floor.

Meanwhile, Liana and Gloria stood near the Class F bench, weapons drawn, eyes fixed on the sigil-covered barrier encasing Javier.

”Young Master!” Liana cried out, her voice trembling with a mix of panic and desperation. The dark aura surrounding the chains crackled ominously, and every attempt to approach was met with a powerful push back.

”Stay calm, Liana,” Gloria said, her voice steady despite the tension. She gripped her twin blades tightly, scanning the encroaching shadows. ”Iʼll dispel the barrier. Cover me.”

Gloria began chanting a spell to break the barrier, her voice sharp and deliberate, her blades glowing faintly with magic.

But before she could finish, five shadowy figures emerged from the gloom, closing in on her with weapons ready.

”Not so fast!” one of them hissed, interrupting her spell with a precise strike. Gloria leaped back, her spell disrupted as she deflected an incoming attack with her blades.

”Five against one? Typical,” Gloria muttered, smirking despite the odds. She parried the attacks with elegance and precision, her movements fluid as she fought the shadow figures.

Seeing Gloria in trouble, Liana tried to rush to her aid, but five more shadowy figures stepped in her way.

”Out of my way!” Liana shouted, her bow glowing faintly as she notched a magic-infused arrow and let it fly. The projectile pierced through one figure, who collapsed silently, but the others quickly closed in.

Liana switched to close combat, her movements graceful yet fierce as she fought off the shadowy attackers. Despite her skill, she couldnʼt help but glance toward the arena, her heart sinking at the sight of her young master standing unconscious, bound by glowing chains extending from all corners of the arena, their oppressive magic keeping him suspended within the barrier.

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”Young Master...” she whispered, gritting her teeth as she blocked an attack and retaliated with a swift strike.

The two maids fought valiantly, their skills evident as they held their ground, but the relentless assault from the shadow figures made it clear they were in a dangerous situation. The ominous aura of the sigils surrounding Javier intensified, casting an even darker shadow over the arena.

Liana and Gloria fought bravely, their skill and determination outmatching the shadowy figures. With a final swing of Gloriaʼs blade and an arrow from Lianaʼs bow, the last of their attackers fell. Both maids stood among the fallen enemies, breathing steadily as they prepared for whatever came next.

Suddenly, over twenty figures in black robes leapt into the arena, landing in perfect formation. Their presence was suffocating, and their leader stepped forward with a sinister aura.

”Weʼve secured the target,” the leader declared, pointing at Javier, who was still bound by glowing chains. ”Now kill him!”

”Yes, leader!” the others responded in unison, their voices cold and emotionless.

Lianaʼs eyes widened, her anger boiling over. The sight of her young master bound and the audacity of the assassins drove her into a frenzy. A dark aura began to surround her, her emerald eyes glowing fiercely. ”How dare you!” she shouted, her voice shaking with rage.

Gloria, standing beside her, let out a chilling laugh as her own dark aura flared to life. ”Ara~ someone really has a death wish,” she said with a twisted smirk, her usual teasing tone replaced with a dangerous edge. She reached into back of her maid uniform and pulled out a small battle hammer, charging it with mana until it grew larger than her, crackling with raw magical energy.

Liana raised her magic bow, the charged arrow in her grasp radiating intense power.

The assassins hesitated for a moment, sensing the overwhelming strength coming from the two maids.

Gloria glanced at the barrier surrounding Javier. ”This thing? How annoying,” she muttered, lifting her hammer high above her head.

With one devastating swing, she smashed the barrier, shattering it into pieces like fragile glass.

Liana and Gloria stepped into the arena, their every step radiating menace as their combined aura made the assassins flinch.

Before either Liana or Gloria could strike, the leader barked another command, his voice dripping with ruthless intent:

”Theyʼre just two women! Kill them too! Leave no witnesses alive!”

”Yes, leader!” the assassins shouted in unison, weapons raised as they charged toward Liana and Gloria.

Liana and Gloria stood unfazed, their auras flaring with even greater intensity.

”How disappointing,” Gloria said, lifting her hammer with ease. ”Theyʼre walking straight to their deaths.”

”Let them come,” Liana muttered, her glowing arrow aimed precisely at the approaching figures. ”None of them will touch our young master.”

The assassins moved with speed and precision, but the two women stayed composed, ready to unleash their fury.

Then, a sudden sound broke the tension.

”Ehehehe...”

The assassins froze mid-charge as Javierʼs voice echoed through the arena. Still chained in the center, he tilted his head upward, revealing a sinister grin that sent chills down their spines.

( End of Chapter )