Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System

Daimon saw Aleah compressing all her battle aura around her body, the pressure emitted by her also increased to the point that the others in the stands felt it.

“Even through the barrier of an Archknight, I feel as if I was being spotted by a powerful magic beast”, mumbled Michael, a rare expression of interest appeared on his face as he felt motivated to fight.

“A little shrimp like you isn’t a good match for Aleah, how about we give it a go later after the classes are over?”, asked Calvin taking everyone by surprise.

“Uwaah, that lazy ass of Calvin, is actually wanting to train by his own will, the world must be about to end”, said Leslie as she giggled.

While the girls included Loren laughed and completely agreed with Leslie, Michael ignored the insult to his height and nodded, seeing Daimon having such an incredible fight, reminded him of the promise they made to not be a dead weight ever again.

Boris nodded in recognition, while Aliya was happy to see her students so motivated, but the most surprised one was Diana.

Her eyes glowed as she gazed at Daimon, she couldn’t help but improve her impression of him a bit more.

‘To actually inspire the grandson of the Rock Dreadnought who is known for being a skirt chaser who hates training and problematic things, to ask for spar out of his own will… Daimon Licht, no wonder you seemed to have caught uncle Parzival’s attention’.

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Back at the platform Daimon was in a little predicament, judging by the amount of battle aura Aleah was pouring into her attack, he discarded each and all of the six, seven and even eight starred martial arts he knew of for metal affinity knights.

But that wasn’t all, since she was purposedly slowing the process in her excitement, Daimon focused his attention in the intense but still faint pressure she was exuding.

‘She is imbuing that pressure into her battle aura, it’s different to how I use overlord’s pride, it’s as if she was yelling “I am here” to the world’, thought Daimon before saying.

“That martial art is it an original?”.

​ A glint of surprise glowed in Aleah’s eyes, but her expectation simply grew even more, a bright smile appeared on her face as she answered.

“Yes, you said one last clash and we’ll wrap things up for now, and I want to test my latest creation~”.

Daimon nodded, not surprised by her answer, while for others creating a spell or a martial art might be difficult, it will be hard to believe that someone with such incredible battle instincts like Aleah, couldn’t create a martial art that fitted her fighting style.

“In that case I should respond in kind”, mumbled Daimon, with him as the center lighting and darkness started rotating, while at the beginning both elements kept a certain distance with each other, after a couple of seconds they finally overlapped at a certain spot and then… the air rumbled creating a loud explosion.

Aleah’s expression became instantly serious, a dual element mage is troublesome but manageable with the correct preparation, but a dual element mage whose affinities can complement each other is unpredictable and extremely dangerous.

“Regulus Charge!”.

“Hell Storm Javelin”.

Two voices, one loud and the other one calm echoed through the arena, a silver flash with the form of a lion’s head with its jaws opened clashed against a giant pillar of darkness and lighting which resembled a spear, then it was as if time stopped for a split of a second before a white dazzling light made everyone cover their eyes.

“Boooom!!!”, a loud explosion made the ground tremble, even Diana felt the impact on her barrier, although it didn’t crack, the strength of the collision surpassed what a star ranked mage should be able to produce.

In other words when their attacks clashed, the energy liberated was similar to a spell from a mage lord!

A thick curtain of dust raised from the ground due to the impact, making it impossible for those sitting on the stands to see the result.

Inside the cloud of dust, Daimon which was sitting on the ground coughed a couple of times, since a bit of the dust got into his throat, he looked downwards and saw that all his upper clothes were torn apart, there was multiple scratches on his skin but no one was deep enough to make him bleed.

Nevertheless, the result was beyond his expectations.

“A tie”, he mumbled after looking at the tall girl sitting next to him with a happy smiling expression on her face.

Aleah was massaging her left shoulder and her neck as she repeated the scene of their last clash in her mind, once that weird spell of Daimon’s clashed against her Regulus Charge, the image of a huge shadow figure with amethyst eyes appeared in her mind.

Then she felt a shiver running through her body, but it didn’t make her feel afraid, no, instead of that she had a thrilling sensation of fulfillment, Star ranked, Lord ranked, Arch ranked, Magus King, Half Emperor, mage, knight, male or female, no matter how many people she met, she never identified herself with anyone.

Until a moment ago, when they clashed, her instincts told her that she was in presence of someone born to be above others, her blood boiled, her heartbeat accelerated and she had to suppress the urge to breakthrough to the six-star knight realm, that suddenly filled her body.

Aleah, gazed at Daimon who was no putting a new shirt and her eyes evaluated his perfectly chiseled muscles, his wide back and those shoulders which seemed to be able to support the world.

“Mm?”, Daimon felt Aleah’s gaze piercing his back and he turned to see her, just to see her curiously “appraising” his body built.

“I wonder what kind of predator are you… you certainly don’t look like a “wolf” to me”, she said with a strange glint in her eyes.

Daimon shrugged as he pointed at her.

“I don’t want to hear that from you, I originally thought you were a lion, but what I saw when our attacks lashed wasn’t exactly a lion”.

Aleah’s little mouth widened a bit, she then grabbed Daimon’s shoulders with a surprised smiled.

“You saw it?”.

Daimon was now regretting having mentioned it, her eyes were literally sparkling and without noticing, her claws were pressing against his skin, although they didn’t pierce it, it was still a not so pleasant sensation, like having a razor about to cut your skin.

In any case he inwardly sighed before answering as he knew she would not let go of him, until he did it.

“More or less, it was blurred but judging by the general form of the figure it wasn’t exactly a lion, also… I don’t mind it, but shouldn’t you change your clothes too?”.

Aleah’s happy smile froze, she looked at her clothes which were not that destroyed a second ago, but after she moved so suddenly, they gave in practically leaving her almost naked, and her face slightly blushed.

Although the important parts were still somehow covered by what was left of her underwear, the rest was in plain view.

She cleared her throat and a wall of metal rose from the ground as she used a new set of clothes to cover her body, that being said while she was dressing up, she kept with the conversation.

“Yours was a limitless dark shadow with eyes of the same color as the ones you have… are you really a variant of a werewolf and a member of the Revy family?”.

Her curiosity was burning her from the inside, but then she remembered it was rude to ask his origins to someone, specially because she didn’t tell him about hers.

“Sorry, I’m not too used to deal with people, besides Calvin and sister Mireya I never got along with anyone else, you don’t need to answer that”.

The metal wall got absorbed into the ground and an Aleah wearing a similar set of clothes as the ones that got destroyed appeared in front of Daimon, her hair was a bit messy, but that was all, she looked perfectly fine even after using such a large amount of battle aura.

If anything, she felt the left side of her body a bit sore, due to the impact, normally Daimon would have sharpened the Hell Storm Javelin to pierce through his enemy, but this was a spar so the tip of the spear was normal, still the impact made Aleah fell the air forcefully being expelled out of her lungs.

Luckily her attack also reached Daimon at the same time but she only directed half of the slashes created by the fangs of her regulus charge towards him, ultimately both of them let the attack of the other impact against their bodies as their last competition.

And the result was a tie, the slashes which would have normally turn her enemy to shreds only left shallow scratches in Daimon’s body, and Daimon’s hell storm javelin which he has used to pierce the armor of a nine-star ranked rock turtle before, became a blunt weapon after clashing against Aleah’s body.

Once the dust dispersed, the rest of the elite class saw Aleah standing next to Daimon, but judging by their tidied appearances, they couldn’t guess who won, until Diana spoke.

“After all that, it turned out to be a tie, I guess for a winner to be decided it would need to be a life-or-death fight”.

“Maybe but I would never allow that to happen, this world will become so boring if the only one that has and will probably ever match me in physical strength were to disappear”, said Aleah as she stretched her body trying to get rid of the after impact of Daimon’s spell.

“Calvin, tell the old man I’ll enter the Wild Claw academy, but only if I can become part of the first year’s elite class, I don’t care if I get the spot for the second year’s exploration, but once we come back, I want to be in the same class as Daimon”.

Diana who was about to offer Aleah to enter directly as a third year on the academy of the army, nearly choked, but after seeing her determined expression she knew she would not change her mind and she could only resign herself.

‘Worthy of someone called “Demon” … someone that was able to surprise even my uncle Parzival in one of his patrols’, she thought.