"W-What? W-Why would you do that?" Seti asked, her tone trembling with fear as she beheld her impending death before her.
"Oops," Letti mocked, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Seti stared at Letti, instantly realizing that it was done intentionally.
'I am dead now.' The thought reverberated in Seti's mind, accepting the dire reality that awaited her.
"Anon is coming, look!" a student shouted from the behind of the Commoner's section.
All eyes turned toward the screen, anticipation hanging in the air.
"Everyone, as you can see, Anon has arrived at the scene. Let's see what happens next," Landon announced, his voice tinged with excitent.
"Please save her," Seti murmured under her breath, a desperate plea to the fates.
Anon sprinted at full speed in Luna's direction, his focus unwavering.
"Hmm...? Is that Luna?" Anon questioned himself, spotting the unconscious body of the werewolf girl amidst a sea of golden frogs.
'Why is she unconscious here?' Anon wondered, his mind racing to comprehend the situation.
"Sickles of Death..." Two sickles materialized in Anon's hands, their appearance accompanied by flas that engulfed Anon's body.
"Wait, Anon has summoned his weapons. What are those? A pair of sickles covered in flas ? Is he going to fight for Luna? Why would a competitor fight for another competitor?" Seraphina voiced her confusion, her face contorting into a mixture of amusent and bewildernt.
'A Commoner would never help a noble, even if he can. Why would he help luna ?' Seraphina thought in her mind.
"What are those sickles, they are emitting a mysterious aura ?" Samantha asked in confusion.
"They are no ordinary weapons; they possess a special grade. Crafted by a masterful blacksmith," Frank revealed, his knowledge surpassing the average observer because he has seen them before.
"What? A special grade weapon? I understand that he had a special grade mana potion earlier, but to possess a special grade weapon as well... Isn't that a bit peculiar?" Jake pondered, his mind swirling with questions.
"Haha, what's odd about having a special grade weapon? My family owns hundreds of them," Frank interjected hastily, attempting to divert attention from the topic, unwilling to reveal that he had divulged Anon's secret.
"No, we are from the seven noble houses. Having hundreds of them is no extraordinary matter for us. However, for a commoner like him, how?" Jake queried, his curiosity piqued.
"Look, brother, he's about to charge in. But how can he fight with sickles? I just can't comprehend this," Samantha expressed her confusion, her brows furrowed.
"Why can't he fight with sickles?" Frank challenged, seeking understanding.
"These golden frogs are double-mutated. Once injured, they release a dangerous acid, and to eliminate them, hunters must maintain a safe distance. However, with sickles, that distance becos significantly shorter," Jake elucidated, shedding light on the precarious nature of the situation.
The trio redirected their gaze to the screen, eager to witness Anon's next move.
"No, you idiot! Don't fight them; just pick up the girl and leave!" Seti shouted at the screen, her voice laced with desperation.
Everyone looked at her in confusion.
*Ribbit Ribbit Ribbit*
Thousands of frogs regenerated their bodies completely and sward Luna's motionless form, poised to devour her.
However, before they could reach her, a blazing sickle sliced through the horde, effortlessly cleaving them like a knife through butter.
Ten frogs fell to the ground, their bodies irreparably damaged. The sickles of death absorbed the green blood that spilled forth, resulting in the instant demise of the golden frogs.
"What? The golden frogs have ceased regenerating? Is that even possible, Seraphina?" Landon inquired, astonishnt evident in his voice.
"I, too, am witnessing this phenonon for the first ti in my life, Landon," Seraphina confessed, her eyes widening in disbelief.
'I cannot waste any more ti. There are too many of these frogs, yet I cannot abandon her. I want this girl in my collection, and no one but shall touch the girl I desire,' Anon resolved, returning the sickles of death to his inventory.
'I didn't intend to resort to this, but there is no other choice now.'
[50% Mana Remaining]
"Fuck off!" Anon's voice thundered across the desert, his eyes shimring a vibrant purple as his voice grew more commanding than ever.
Suddenly, all the golden frogs in Anon's vicinity froze montarily before obediently walking away, as if compelled by his command.
"What? How in the hell is that possible? The frogs are departing, as if following Anon's every whim," Landon exclaid, bewildered by the extraordinary display.
"Who is this boy, Landon?" Seraphina questioned, her gaze fixated on the screen before her, searching for answers.
Anon continued his sprint, cradling Luna in his arms, his determination unyielding to let go of her.
'Her fur is so soft.' Anon thought as a perverted smile appeared on his face and he slided his hand underneath luna's ass to feel the real softness.
Thud
Seti collapsed to her knees, her hands instinctively covering her mouth.
"She's safe," Seti uttered, tears of joy streaming down her face.
'Anon, you cunning bastard. I knew you would seize the opportunity to gain favor with the Martial House by rescuing their daughter. And I, too, secured a blank mana contract. It's a win-win for both of us.' Letti contemplated, a subtle smile playing on her lips as she observed Anon's actions.
"Phew, she's safe," Kale breathed a sigh of relief, the weight on his shoulders lifting.
"How did your brother do that, Gia?" a girl inquired, turning to Gia for answers.
"Yeah, does he possess the skill of monster taming?" another chid in, their curiosity piqued.
"It's as if he hypnotized the frogs into obeying his commands. Do you know anything about it, Gia?" Yumi probed, seeking answers from Anon's sister.
"Nope, my brother never shares details about his skills. I know nothing about them," Gia responded with a neutral expression. However, beneath her composed facade, a surge of desire coursed through her at the mory of Anon's piercing purple eyes, recalling the intense monts they had shared intimately.
Her face flushed crimson, a single thought consuming her mind.
'Brother, dominate once more. I want to be enslaved by those captivating purple eyes once more. Ravish like a savage.'
Kia's mind drifted to equally carnal thoughts.
"Damn it, those eyes... Why are my panties becoming wet ? I just put them on today," she fretted, unconsciously rubbing her clit through her pink panda patterned panties.
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