Chapter 44 – #4-1. Aris, Han Aris (6)
If you stop, you will be weeded out. When weeded out, it collapses.
It was the love story that Aris carved into her heart. She thought she had a lot to learn, even though she had long since surpassed her father in terms of skills. She hates being intoxicated by her own accomplishments and caught up in her egotism and her prejudices, and she has always been on guard against herself.
However…
Visor!
“Huh…”
The sword is easily blocked to the point of futility. Her wrists tingled. Aris reprimanded herself inside herself as she quickly retrieved her sword and straightened her posture.
Aris, she was obsessed with herself. Stupid thing!
The Yeon family, a prestigious samurai family worthy of being called the best in the East Continent, and the honor of being the best swordsman among them. But all of that meant nothing from the moment her brother hit her and her tendons were cut. Aris threw away the glory of the past that shined on her own.
However, she realized that deep down she underestimated the samurai of the western continent.
As soon as she saw the execution leader, she had a hunch that she was quite behind. Still…
It should be possible to lose in a confrontation between mana users. However, she was confident in her pure swordsmanship, so she thought that if she avoided head-to-head combat as much as possible and faced it with her swordsmanship, even though it was difficult, she could not win too badly.
Really, it was a stupid idea.
Chaeeng!
“Gap.”
As the Execution Commander pushed Aris’s sword outward, she stretched out her fist at the seductive female body that was momentarily revealed defenseless.
Fuck!
“Keukhak!”
He mercilessly thrusts his rough fist into his smooth, strong abdomen glistening with sweat. Aris couldn’t even let her moan out properly and she stumbled. It was good that she did not collapse even though her blows were so powerful that her blows went to the depths of her intestines, but her whole body was defenseless.
The execution leader who created a huge gap laughed and stretched out his clenched fist again.
Chew!
“Huh?”
Aris, who had expected pain, let out a puzzled sound. Feeling the cool breeze on her chest, Aris recognized that her top, which was no different from her underwear, had been torn.
Aww
Aris gritted her teeth feeling humiliated. If the circumstances were the opposite, he would have ruthlessly overpowered them, but he only grinned as if there were plenty of opportunities. I didn’t like her arrogant attitude. To the point where I want to punish her with my fist right away. However, he had no choice but to grit his teeth because he had proven countless times through gladiator fights that nothing was allowed to losers in a fight.
…
There were many reasons why Aris, who would have become the best swordsman in the East continent even if she hadn’t been victimized by her brother’s machinations, was overwhelmed by the executioner of the West continent, whose martial arts were inferior to those of the East continent.
Since her tendon was cut once, she recovered with recovery magic, but it did not completely return to her previous level. Her Colosseum is not the right environment for her training, and she even has to devote her private time to giving her body to her roommate. On the other hand, the Execution Commander had the best training in the best environment.
Beyond that, there could be many other reasons. However, these were minor reasons that could be ignored.
The decisive difference between Aris and her execution leader was ‘skill’.
Aris doesn’t know, but the West Continent is currently facing a chaotic era swept away by the huge flow of the times. Beings summoned from another dimension after being called by God to defend the human world against the invasion of the human world by the Demon King’s army. The clear truth is shrouded in a veil because each person tells a different story, but what is certain is that the times are changing rapidly.
Like a furnace emitting super-high heat, someone melts and disappears. And in response, something new is born. It was both a crisis of extinction and an opportunity for evolution for mankind.
The discovery of fire, settled life through farming, the appearance of iron tools, and the emergence of mana users. All of these factors contributed to the epoch-making development of mankind.
And a new one was added a few years ago.
A new power, ‘skill’, that only a select few are granted.
Skills are expressed to mana users without exception, so if you look at it objectively, it’s like a sky above the sky. However, it was not simply manifested by the high level of mana users, so rather than the top layer becoming stronger, it was closer to a new power distribution and a new hierarchy order.
In other words, as a mana user, no matter how strong and potential you have, you are not unconditionally strong. As the difference between those with skills and those without skills arose, the existing order of power faced great confusion.
In addition, there was a big difference between mana and skill. It was whether it was congenital or not. Mana users are all born without a single exception. They learn how to handle mana on their own at some point. There was no need for any awareness or effort.
However, skill users were not born unconditionally, and there was a strong acquired trait. To be precise, the conditions were more demanding than mana. Skill users, unlike mana users, have to be born with potential and, in addition, must make desperate efforts.
The method of obtaining the skill has not yet been revealed, and is being actively researched. Currently, the overwhelmingly powerful method is to fight the Demon King’s subordinates, that is, the demonic race that has invaded the human world. Most skill users were born in battles with the Demon King’s army.
So, the more vested interests they possessed, the deeper their relationship with skill users. They boldly invested their powers, summoned soldiers, and fought against the Demon King’s army. Although they fight fiercely, if it is judged to be too dangerous, the preliminary candidates for skill users hesitate and push the soldiers forward and skip the opportunity to acquire skills.
Ironically, this appearance of them drew the enthusiasm of the people. Those who didn’t know what was going on behind the scenes, such as skills, judged that the ruling class boldly gave up their vested interests and fought for humanity, and the clever ruling class mobilized demagogues and bards to have a good time. The selfish act to solidify the vested interests has solidified the vested interests in an unexpected direction.
In fact, it was difficult to see that the vested class had an overwhelming opportunity for skill. As time passed, in the end, a composition was formed where those who could get it got it and those who couldn’t get it didn’t get it. Still, it was nothing compared to the pure power of mana, and it was worth a try.
After a few more years here, the level of the demon king’s invasion will become quite strong, making it difficult to use these expedients. Ironically, however, now that Aris was being played by the executioner, it was an absurd era where those who had it could get a chance to become stronger.
…
Skill is a power with infinite possibilities like mana, so it was difficult to characterize her effect in one or two words. However, what can be explained in common is that a high-potential mana user has the same effect as having trained for a considerable amount of time. It is safe to say that those who possess swordsmanship skills will not lose in swordsmanship unless they are users of the same skill. Even if the opponent’s level is higher.
A clear example is Aris and the Execution Captain. Aris, who should not be inferior in skill, even if she is inferior in strength, is helplessly defeated by the executioner because the executioner is a skill user.
From Aris’ point of view, there was no way to know. No matter how strong she is and she is said to be the best gladiator in the Colosseum, her reality is that she is just an inmate in the prison called the Colosseum. She stayed with Dub, the only one she could interact with, but Aris deliberately distanced herself from him. Her body was mixed countless times, but her mind was not mixed at all, and the relationship between the two was like that of a man. It’s like Aris caused her own isolation. But it would have been the same result for her no matter how she did it. Because she wasn’t the one who decided her own destiny.
Her freedom granted to her was minimal, and she was isolated from all her relationships, and thus there was no way for her to perceive the tide of change.
The one most involved in this situation is the Colosseum Master, Baron Crest. He didn’t want Aris, who was still strong enough, to have room to grow stronger. So he blocked all information. The fact that Aris doesn’t even know the existence of the skill is proof of its achievement. It is said that stopping a person’s mouth is more difficult than stopping a stream of water, but the thorough-minded baron has done the difficult thing.
As a result, among mana users, Aris, who was a strong player who could compete with her for the top spot, lost a lot of her status due to the appearance of her skill users. In short, although she is strong, she is the weak among the strong.
Chew!
Again, there was the sound of pieces of cloth being torn. The lower leg was torn. It was a piece of cloth that was no different from underwear, but now even that is gone. Her whole body was covered with sweat, and her hair clung to her face and body and took on a subtle erotic aura.
“Huhhhhh”
She moved her body violently and was treated violently by her Executioner, causing Aris to breathe closer to her moans. Still, she took the form of a fight until the beginning of Dalian, but now it is more like an insult drama mixed with violence in reality. It was like a humiliation show at the Colosseum.
Aris, disheveled by her cruel teasing, she was completely subdued, and even her sword, which she was holding tightly, was let go of her earlier, and she was completely naked and forced into a posture similar to her junior position. Even sweat exudes female pheromones, and the same naked Executioner’s penis was already swollen to its maximum size.
“Now, let’s get to the point, shall we?”
As if with her prince’s permission, the Executioner grinned and tapped her on Aris’ butt. And, just insert it. There was a feeling of her being a little stiff, but her penis was pushed effortlessly to the entrance of her womb, completely conquering her vagina. Because the executioner subdued Aris’ body halfway through and caressed her roughly, her sensitive Aris’ body reacted and subtly got wet, and her unannounced insertion was not too much trouble.
Thump, thump…
“Hey, hey, hey…”
A moan that hasn’t changed much from before insertion. It was a passage that could show how much Aris suffered from her insults under the guise of sparring. Aris did her best, and the recoil drained all her strength, and she surrendered her body to her executioner as if she were conforming to her cock.
In the end, is this the end?
She was the most popular female gladiator in the Colosseum, but it was only played to suit the tastes of the spectators who wanted fun and stimulation. Now even that is shattering like a dream of the past. Now, as a sex toy for the powerful, she is indebted to spreading her legs while performing feeble sword tricks.
I don’t know what will happen in the future. Maybe if they want to, they’ll be taken away and become real playthings. But even if it doesn’t, it doesn’t seem like the situation will change much. I don’t think the Colosseum Master, who has already given himself to a high-ranking person, will not do so in the future. Rather, it was even more credible that it was used once, so that the reward was made so that the hole was removed. Although Aris respected her baron for treating her as she deserved, she did not trust her, and she could only see the dark clouds hanging over her future.
