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Chapter 11 - Broken Engagement

CHAPTER 11: Broken Engagement

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The doors opened.

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Creak—

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A vast hall revealed itself.

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Tall pillars stretched toward the ceiling, carved with ancient patterns of the Venus lineage. Sunlight poured in through high windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor.

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At the center—

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The Patriarch of the Venus Family sat.

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Still.

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Silent.

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Watching.

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Lucius stepped inside.

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His posture—

Straight.

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Controlled.

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Every step measured.

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But the moment his eyes lifted—

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He froze.

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Because she was there.

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Standing beside his father.

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Blue hair.

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Flowing like calm waves beneath moonlight.

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Eyes—

Deep.

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Endless.

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Ariana Brett.

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And the moment their eyes met—

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—FLASH—

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A grand hall.

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Brighter.

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Filled with voices.

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A younger Lucius stood there.

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Weaker.

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Smaller.

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His body frail.

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His presence—

Insignificant.

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Across from him—

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Ariana Brett.

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Elegant.

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Untouchable.

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Even then—

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She didn't look at him as an equal.

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Just… a formality.

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—FLASH—

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The Brett Family crest.

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A roaring beast etched in gold.

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A symbol of dominance.

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Power.

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Control over monsters.

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One of the most influential noble houses.

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A family that rose rapidly—

Through strength.

Through strategy.

Through opportunity.

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Especially—

During the monster outbreak years ago.

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—FLASH—

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Chaos.

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Monsters flooding lands.

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Dungeons appearing.

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Cities falling.

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Screams.

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Blood.

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Fire.

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That was the era—

When the world nearly broke.

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And during that time—

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The Brett Family—

Made a mistake.

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A miscalculation.

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A failure in command.

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One dungeon—

Left unchecked.

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One outbreak—

Poorly managed.

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And the result—

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The Venus Patriarch—

Gravely injured.

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A wound that never fully healed.

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—FLASH—

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Two families.

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Facing each other.

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Tension thick.

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Negotiation.

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Compensation.

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A solution.

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"…Marriage."

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A political binding.

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Ariana Brett—

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And Lucius van Venus.

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The youngest of both families.

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A way to settle the past.

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A way to stabilize power.

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—FLASH—

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Whispers.

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"…Him?"

"…That weak one?"

"…He can't even stand properly…"

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Laughter.

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Quiet.

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But sharp.

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Lucius stood there.

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Silent.

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Enduring.

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—FLASH—

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"…Divine Tier Talent…"

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The announcement echoed.

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Shock spread.

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Ariana Brett—

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Had awakened.

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Beast Tamer.

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Divine Tier.

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A talent that placed her above countless others.

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A talent that guaranteed power.

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A future.

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—FLASH—

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"…And Lucius?"

"…Unique Tier…"

"…Teleportation…"

"…Slow…"

"…High strain…"

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"…Useless."

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The word echoed.

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—FLASH—

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A letter.

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Cold.

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Short.

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The engagement—

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Cancelled.

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Just like that.

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—FLASH END—

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Lucius's eyes sharpened.

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The present returned.

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Ariana Brett stood before him—

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Real.

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Unchanged—

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Yet different.

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"…Lucius."

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The Patriarch's voice cut through the silence.

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Lucius stepped forward.

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Then bowed.

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"…Father."

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Respectful.

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Proper.

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Silence lingered.

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Then—

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"…The Brett Family has come."

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A pause.

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"…To formally break off the engagement."

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The air grew heavier.

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Lucius didn't react immediately.

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Instead—

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He looked at Ariana.

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Directly.

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"…Do you agree?"

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His father's voice was calm.

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But it carried weight.

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Expectation.

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Testing.

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Lucius didn't hesitate.

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"…I agree."

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Silence.

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Sharp.

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Unexpected.

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Ariana's eyes widened—

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Just slightly.

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Not because of the decision—

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But because of how easily it came.

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No resistance.

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No hesitation.

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No emotion.

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Lucius walked forward.

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Step by step.

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Toward the table.

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A document rested there.

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The engagement contract.

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He picked it up.

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Looked at it once.

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Then—

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RIP—

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The sound echoed through the hall.

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Clean.

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Final.

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He dropped the torn pieces.

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Then looked at Ariana.

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Calm.

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"…Now there is nothing between us."

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Silence.

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Then—

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"…You fool."

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Her voice cut through the air.

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Sharp.

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Cold.

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Angry.

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"…Do you think I care?"

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A step forward.

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Her eyes burned.

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"…Because of our family's mismanagement…"

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"…your father got injured."

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A pause.

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"…And to atone for that…"

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"…I was to marry into your family."

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Her voice hardened.

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"…But you…"

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Her gaze swept over him.

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From head to toe.

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"…are nothing."

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A step closer.

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"…A weak, useless noble…"

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"…who can't even lift a sword properly."

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A pause.

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Then—

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A cruel smile.

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"…The only thing good about you…"

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"…is that face of yours."

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Silence.

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Heavy.

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Then—

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She turned slightly.

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"…We brought compensation."

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A gesture.

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Her guards stepped forward.

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A chest was placed on the ground.

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"…One thousand D-rank monster cores."

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A pause.

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"…That should settle the grudge."

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Lucius moved.

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Without hesitation.

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He walked toward the chest.

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Opened it.

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Inside—

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Cores.

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Glowing faintly.

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Mana contained within.

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Valuable.

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Useful.

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A fortune.

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Lucius nodded slightly.

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"…Thanks."

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A pause.

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Then—

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His eyes met hers again.

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Cold.

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Sharp.

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"…But I'll make you regret it."

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Silence.

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"…For the humiliation your family brought upon us."

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Ariana's expression twisted.

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Anger.

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Real.

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Immediate.

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She stepped forward.

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Her hand raised—

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To slap him.

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But—

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Before it could land—

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SLAP—

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The sound echoed.

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Louder.

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Sharper.

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Lucius's hand struck first.

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Ariana froze.

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Her head turned slightly from the impact.

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Silence filled the hall.

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Absolute.

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The guards reacted instantly.

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Swords drawn—

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But—

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"ENOUGH."

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A roar exploded through the room.

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The Patriarch stood.

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Killing intent erupted.

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Heavy.

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Crushing.

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The air itself trembled.

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The guards staggered.

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Their knees buckled.

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Even those outside the hall—

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Felt it.

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Nearly collapsing.

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"…Take your miss."

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His voice dropped.

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Cold.

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"…And leave."

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No argument.

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No negotiation.

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A command.

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Absolute.

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The guards lowered their heads.

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"…Yes…"

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They helped Ariana.

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Her eyes burned with fury.

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But she didn't resist.

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As she turned—

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She looked back.

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At Lucius.

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"…I hope…"

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A pause.

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"…I don't see you at the Academy."

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Then—

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She left.

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The doors closed.

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Silence.

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Heavy.

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Then—

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A long sigh.

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"…I nearly snapped her neck."

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The Patriarch muttered.

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Lucius remained silent.

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"…What do you want to do now?"

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The question hung in the air.

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Seconds passed.

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Lucius thought.

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Then—

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"I want to become stronger."

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A pause.

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"…And elevate this family."

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His gaze hardened.

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"…So that not even the Brett Family…"

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"…can stand before you."

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Silence.

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Then—

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A faint smile.

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"…Are you planning to enter the Academy?"

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Lucius looked up.

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The Academy.

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Eclipse Academy.

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A place known across the kingdom.

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Established after the great monster outbreaks.

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A place built—

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To train.

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To prepare.

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To create warriors.

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Those who could fight monsters.

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Clear dungeons.

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Protect humanity.

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It housed—

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Countless dungeons.

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Controlled.

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Managed.

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Preventing outbreaks.

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Students—

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Were admitted at eighteen.

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Those who awakened.

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Those with potential.

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This year—

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Six months away.

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Lucius spoke.

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"…Before that…"

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A pause.

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"…I need to become stronger."

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His gaze sharpened.

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"…Allow me to enter the family's dungeons."

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Silence.

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"…I won't exceed my limits."

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A long pause.

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Then—

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"…Promise me."

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Lucius didn't hesitate.

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"…I promise."

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Silence.

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Then—

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"…Alright."

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A simple answer.

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But heavy.

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Lucius bowed.

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"…Thank you."

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Then—

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"I'll take my leave."

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He turned.

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Walking out.

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The doors closed behind him.

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Inside—

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The Patriarch sat back.

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"…Frey."

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A shadow moved.

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"…Watch over my son."

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Silence.

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"…Yes."

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Lucius walked through the halls.

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Calm.

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Quiet.

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Until—

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He reached his room.

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The door closed.

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Silence.

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Then—

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His expression changed.

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Cold.

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Sharp.

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"…I'll make the Brett Family pay."

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Silence.

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Then—

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A voice echoed.

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[Quest Activated]

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Lucius's eyes narrowed.

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A translucent screen appeared.

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[Reach Level 50]

[Condition: Required to enter the Unknown Dungeon within the Venus Territory]

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A pause.

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[Reward: ???]

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Silence.

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Lucius stared at the screen.

His eyes didn't move.

But his mind—

Began to turn.

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Level 50…

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And an unknown dungeon…

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A faint pause.

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Then—

A memory surfaced.

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…Father tried to enter it.

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His eyes narrowed slightly.

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But he couldn't.

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The image was clear.

The tension.

The hesitation.

The unspoken caution.

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So even he… couldn't step inside…

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Lucius exhaled slowly.

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Question mark dungeons… unknown dungeons…

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They're never taken seriously.

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His gaze remained fixed on the system screen.

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Because they rarely appear…

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And when they do…

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They don't cause immediate disasters like ranked dungeons.

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A pause.

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No monster outbreaks.

No mass destruction.

No urgency.

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Which meant—

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People ignore them.

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His eyes darkened slightly.

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I remember reading about one…

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A faint shift in his expression.

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A faint smile formed.

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"…Good."

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His eyes turned cold.

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"…Let's begin."

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To be continued.

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