Black hair, black eyes, plain clothing.
Yet the aura emanating from the depths of his being, an authority that stood above all living things, made everyone who saw him feel an instinctive urge to bow in reverence.
It was Haimer.
With his divine power no longer restricted, he hovered in midair in defiance of physical laws, descending step by step as though walking down invisible stairs. His feet touched nothing, and yet the air beneath him seemed to form an unseen shape-like steps.
With each step he took, ripples spread visibly through the void.
It was not magic, but a phenomenon born from pure divine power pressing against the fragile laws of this world.
All the noise below had already vanished.
Whether it was the girls wielding bamboo swords or the boys with heavy makeup on their faces, they now stood like puppets paused mid-motion, able only to look up as that figure descended from the sky step by step.
At last, Haimer stopped about ten meters outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the Headmaster's Office.
His gaze passed effortlessly through the specially reinforced bulletproof glass and fell upon the black-haired girl inside.
Their eyes met in midair.
Haimer spoke slowly.
His voice was not loud, yet it entered the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity, like a great bell striking directly within their souls.
"Have you understood the meaning of life?"
"Do you wish to experience what it truly means to be alive?"
These words, lines that had echoed across countless planes of this universe.
Now, spoken by a true god, were no longer a simple question, but a dialogue that struck straight at the soul.
The moment he finished speaking, the girl behind the window lifted the corners of her lips slightly.
There was no fear, the girl didn't even panic.
In those black eyes that had always revealed only arrogance and boredom, a spark finally ignited, a flame called "fervor."
"Interesting," Amou Kirukiru murmured softly.
Facing the suffocating divine presence, she raised her head and revealed an excited smile.
"If you can truly let me experience what it means to live, then anything is fine."
As soon as her words fell,
Haimer's figure vanished.
There was no afterimage, no sound of wind breaking.
It was as though that single frame of reality had been cut away entirely.
In the next instant, Haimer was already standing before Amou, less than half a meter separating them.
Close enough to clearly see his own reflection in her pupils.
At the same time, Haimer felt the tremor born from the depths of her heart at his descent.
"I can feel from your heart that you long to challenge me?"
"Do you wish to challenge?"
"To challenge a god with a mortal body…"
"Such ambition is indeed rare in that world."
Haimer did not resent her battle intent; on the contrary, he appreciated it.
After all, in Orario, those who stood at the summit, Level 6 or even Level 7 adventurers, each carried powerful ambition within them.
Some had even truly obtained the qualification to touch the domain of gods.
"Yes."
"If that is so."
Haimer lowered his eyes and looked at the girl whose muscles had instantly tensed to their limit.
"Then come."
The moment Haimer's words fell,
Amou Kirukiru moved.
No, what she did surpassed mere movement.
Her center of gravity dropped in an instant.
Her right foot crushed the floor beneath it.
Her entire body became like a fully drawn bow, years of brutal strength exploding forth at this moment without reservation.
Both hands turned into blade-like strikes, her fingertips gleaming with a cold hardness like metal.
Ryukyu Martial Arts: Uechi-ryu.
An martial art that tempers the body to its extreme, turning every inch into a lethal weapon.
Spear-hand thrusts, elbow strikes, knee blows,
In the instant she assumed her stance, thousands of attack routes, force applications, and muscle rhythms unfolded in Haimer's mind like a hologram, clearly dissected and reassembled.
The authority of the Lord of Arms allowed him to comprehend every secret of this martial art in an instant.
Even more thoroughly than its founder.
"Too slow."
Haimer spoke softly.
A dull explosion erupted between them.
Amou's spear-hand, sharp enough to cut steel, was knocked aside the moment before it touched Haimer by an overwhelming force.
That force shattered her stance.
It pierced through the steel-like defense of her muscles and blasted directly into her body.
The power was enough to cripple a seasoned Level 1 adventurer.
"Pfft!"
A burst of blood blossomed at her fingers, her blood vessels ruptured under the sudden pressure.
Amou was thrown backward, crashing heavily into the desk behind her.
The solid wooden desk shattered instantly.
She fell amid the broken wood fragments, clutching her fingers as bright red blood flowed through the gaps and dripped onto the floor..
She felt an intense pain.
How long had it been since she had felt this sensation after forging her body into steel and reaching the summit?
Three years? Five?
Ever since those so-called strong opponents had fallen one by one at her feet, her world had consisted of nothing but dull domination.
And now,
This long-lost pain, as though tearing at her very soul, made her body tremble uncontrollably.
From fear? No, it was from extreme excitement.
"Ha… hahaha…"
Amou swayed as she stood up, looking at the blood covering her hands. The smile on her face grew wider, almost distorted.
"So this is blood?"
"So this is pain?"
She lifted her head and stared at Haimer, who remained standing in place, her black eyes filled with fervor.
Haimer looked at the girl who had been injured yet whose presence had only grown stronger, and a trace of approval flashed through his eyes.
As expected of the one he had chosen.
The strike he had delivered just now was strong enough to shatter the bones and tendons of a seasoned Level 1 adventurer.
Yet Amou had endured it with her body alone, suffering only a light injury, not even breaking many bones.
Such physical strength was already no weaker than that of low-level adventurers wearing light armor.
Once granted divine blessing, her potential would be immeasurable.
Haimer made this objective evaluation.
However,
Before he could speak, Amou, who had just been wild and ready to charge again at any moment, suddenly made a move that surprised even Haimer.
Without hesitation, she bent her one knee.
And knelt heavily on the floor covered in debris.
She lowered the head that had never bowed to anyone, kneeling before Haimer in a posture close to submission.
"God."
"Please take me with you."
"To the place you spoke of, where I can truly live."
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