<p>Chapter 38: Provoking the Sorcerer!</p>
<p>Seeing this, Angelica let out a slight sigh of relief. She glanced at the two’s posture and slightly calmed her emotions, then once again repeated the previous command: “Let go of me.”</p>
<p>“Yes.” The indifferent Shaya nodded. “I will obey your order.”</p>
<p>As he spoke, he slowly lifted the boot he had placed on her shoulder and stepped back two paces.</p>
<p>Angelica’s heart raced violently, the thrill of turning the tables in adversity left her feeling weak, and looking at Shaya’s current demeanor felt like a dream.</p>
<p>Is this enough?</p>
<p>I… won?</p>
<p>“Kneel down—”</p>
<p>Just as she was about to give the command, in the next moment, a hand like an iron claw gripped her delicate neck tightly, lifting Angelica’s body up and roughly pinning her against the wall at the edge of the arena.</p>
<p>The smile froze at the corners of her mouth, and Angelica gasped in panic, her legs thrashing fearfully as she struggled, even kicking off one of her boots.</p>
<p>In a daze, she saw Shaya’s mocking smile.</p>
<p>“I’m acting.”</p>
<p>“Are you shocked? Surprised?”</p>
<p>After saying this, Shaya lowered his head, bringing his face close to Angelica’s.</p>
<p>“Look into my eyes.”</p>
<p>A commanding voice rang in her ears, and Angelica instinctively raised her gaze, locking eyes with him.</p>
<p>In the depths of his jet-black, profound pupils, two bright red blood moons slowly revolved.</p>
<p>In the depths of those blood moons seemed to hide a sea of corpses, with countless souls wandering, and uncountable dead in anguish howling. This scene was deeply etched in Angelica’s mind.</p>
<p>In an instant, an unprecedented sense of fear and horror surged within her!</p>
<p>Angelica’s body trembled as she flailed her hands and feet, as if Shaya had pressed her into the deep sea, unable to breathe!</p>
<p>“Spare, spare me…”</p>
<p>From the depths of her restrained throat, a faint, tearful plea for mercy emerged.</p>
<p>For the first time since her birth, she felt a fear that descended like a tsunami, overwhelming her completely.</p>
<p>This feeling was causing her spirit to nearly collapse.</p>
<p>What she did not know was that under Shaya’s control, a mark was deeply engraved in the depths of her soul.</p>
<p>This was one of the benefits Shaya had obtained from the leader of the Red Moon Sect during his frantic death-seeking endeavors years ago.</p>
<p>Combined with the effects of the [Knight’s Will], it not only greatly enhanced his mental resistance but also taught him a mental control skill called [Seed of Fear], which produced effects just like what had just happened.</p>
<p>This was a method used by the Red Moon Sect to develop its followers; nothing, apart from brainwashing, could manipulate the human heart better than fear.</p>
<p>Consequently, Shaya not only was not controlled by Angelica’s immature eye technique but instead reversed her psychological defenses and planted a mental seed.</p>
<p>It is no exaggeration to say that this was a form of mental control even more terrifying than a slave mark.</p>
<p>From now on, whenever Angelica saw Shaya, she would involuntarily feel fear, as if encountering a natural enemy and superior, unable to harbor any rebellious emotions towards him.</p>
<p>Thus, the positions of the two had thoroughly reversed.</p>
<p>“Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock…”</p>
<p>After a while, Shaya suddenly heard the sound of water dripping.</p>
<p>Looking down, he noticed a transparent liquid slowly running down the inner thigh of Angelica, wetting her delicate, slender leg.</p>
<p>Did she leak?</p>
<p>Shaya looked at the scene in front of him with a strange expression.</p>
<p>“Don’t, don’t look, I beg you… Please…”</p>
<p>Feeling her body’s uncontrollable physiological reaction, despair flashed in Angelica’s fearful eyes as she pleaded in a low, tearful voice.</p>
<p>Letting the enemy see this ugly side was worse than killing her.</p>
<p>But what Shaya enjoyed most was saying “no” to those who lacked a bit of Heracles’ strength.</p>
<p>Thus, amid the audience’s oblivious gaze, Shaya took advantage of the unique angle to enjoy this ridiculous “lotus emerging from the water” scene without any blind spots.</p>
<p>“They say women are made of water; it really makes sense,” he remarked indecorously, whistling.</p>
<p>At first, Angelica tried to stop Shaya’s humiliating behavior, but eventually, she let her arms fall, directly giving up resistance.</p>
<p>Seeing her dazed and gray expression, she had been thoroughly broken.</p>
<p>In both body and spirit, she had completely succumbed to the boy in front of her.</p>
<p>Seeing this, Shaya shook his head and tossed Angelica aside into a nearby pile of rubble.</p>
<p>After all, in public, he couldn’t do anything more extreme. Otherwise, Shaya wanted to test the extent of the [Seed of Fear]’s control over her.</p>
<p>So, after doing all this, he walked straight back to the center of the arena, preparing to wait for the arbiter to announce the final result of the duel.</p>
<p>Although it took some effort, he managed to perfectly showcase most of his strength, entering the sight of those higher-ups.</p>
<p>Of course, if they knew Shaya was still hiding his abilities as a high-level sorcerer, it would probably be quite a shock.</p>
<p>Not to say that he was unheard of or unmatched, but at the very least, it was unprecedented.</p>
<p>At that moment, Shaya’s vision flickered, and a white-bearded man in a gray mage robe suddenly appeared before him.</p>
<p>“Child, you are very good, quite impressive.”</p>
<p>Dean Lucius looked Shaya up and down, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.</p>
<p>“Mr. Dean?” </p>
<p>Shaya was somewhat surprised but still bowed respectfully.</p>
<p>Focusing on the battle, he wasn’t aware of how many big shots had come to watch this fight, but the Dean’s current actions were still within Shaya’s expectations.</p>
<p>It was merely about winning over and increasing goodwill.</p>
<p>Dean Lucius chuckled, “Are you feeling relieved now?”</p>
<p>In response, Shaya shook his head. “To be honest, I’m still feeling some resentment.”</p>
<p>“Then be bold in your actions; as long as it’s not too excessive, I will shield you from the ensuing consequences.”</p>
<p>Dean Lucius stroked his white beard and said.</p>
<p>Shaya’s eyes brightened. “Any matter is fair game?”</p>
<p>“Uh…..”</p>
<p>For some reason, seeing the expression on his face, Dean Lucius paused in stroking his beard.</p>
<p>“I want to kill her.”</p>
<p>Shaya turned around and pointed at the sorceress Mevis in the stands, quietly saying in a lowered voice.</p>
<p>Dean Lucius’ body swayed.</p>
<p>Although he could exile Mevis to the starry sky, killing her would be very difficult, as they belonged to the same level. Even if there was a gap, it could be compensated for by some ancient magical artifacts.</p>
<p>Moreover, she was the youngest sorceress of the Mage Tower, holding a veto power in the council, and her position was very high, favored by the royal family.</p>
<p>If he truly killed her, even he, as the dean, wouldn’t be able to remain.</p>
<p>It ultimately came down to a matter of age.</p>
<p>Lucius was already very old, but Mevis was only about thirty years old, still young for a sorceress, with substantial potential to become a great sage in the future.</p>
<p>“This… might be a bit challenging.”</p>
<p>Lucius fell silent for a moment, looking at Shaya with a complex gaze.</p>
<p>“Oh.”</p>
<p>Shaya’s eyes were full of disappointment.</p>
<p>It seemed the plan to kill Mevis would have to be delayed until his strength grew stronger; perhaps it wouldn’t be too late then.</p>
<p>But in any case, she had undoubtedly been sentenced to death in Shaya’s heart.</p>
<p>Thinking of this, Shaya raised his head to glance at the stands.</p>
<p>The high and mighty Mevis was also looking down at him, and their gazes met instantly.</p>
<p>Shaya smiled and raised his hand to give her the middle finger.</p>
<p>“Fuck you.”</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>“Interesting.”</p>
<p>Observing Shaya’s provocative gesture, Mevis looked at him meaningfully for a moment before turning to leave with the doll-like Naya.</p>
<p>Just moments earlier, she had suddenly sensed a familiar aura on Shaya.</p>
<p>It was just a fleeting moment, and aside from her, none of the onlookers, including Lucius, noticed anything unusual.</p>
<p>But Mevis, well-versed in eye techniques, was more than familiar with that kind of aura.</p>
<p>It was deep and sinister, drenched in the scent of blood.</p>
<p>“The aura of the Blood Moon…” she mused, smiling faintly as she walked, “It seems the Heretic Tribunal will certainly take an interest in this matter, as they have been pursuing the Red Moon Sect for many years without much success.”</p>
<p>“Don’t you think so, Naya?”</p>
<p>However, the doll-like girl merely followed silently by her side, not uttering a word.</p>
<p>Seeing this, Angelica let out a slight sigh of relief. She glanced at the two’s posture and slightly calmed her emotions, then once again repeated the previous command: “Let go of me.”</p>
<p>“Yes.” The indifferent Shaya nodded. “I will obey your order.”</p>
<p>As he spoke, he slowly lifted the boot he had placed on her shoulder and stepped back two paces.</p>
<p>Angelica’s heart raced violently, the thrill of turning the tables in adversity left her feeling weak, and looking at Shaya’s current demeanor felt like a dream.</p>
<p>Is this enough?</p>
<p>I… won?</p>
<p>“Kneel down—”</p>
<p>Just as she was about to give the command, in the next moment, a hand like an iron claw gripped her delicate neck tightly, lifting Angelica’s body up and roughly pinning her against the wall at the edge of the arena.</p>
<p>The smile froze at the corners of her mouth, and Angelica gasped in panic, her legs thrashing fearfully as she struggled, even kicking off one of her boots.</p>
<p>In a daze, she saw Shaya’s mocking smile.</p>
<p>“I’m acting.”</p>
<p>“Are you shocked? Surprised?”</p>
<p>After saying this, Shaya lowered his head, bringing his face close to Angelica’s.</p>
<p>“Look into my eyes.”</p>
<p>A commanding voice rang in her ears, and Angelica instinctively raised her gaze, locking eyes with him.</p>
<p>In the depths of his jet-black, profound pupils, two bright red blood moons slowly revolved.</p>
<p>In the depths of those blood moons seemed to hide a sea of corpses, with countless souls wandering, and uncountable dead in anguish howling. This scene was deeply etched in Angelica’s mind.</p>
<p>In an instant, an unprecedented sense of fear and horror surged within her!</p>
<p>Angelica’s body trembled as she flailed her hands and feet, as if Shaya had pressed her into the deep sea, unable to breathe!</p>
<p>“Spare, spare me…”</p>
<p>From the depths of her restrained throat, a faint, tearful plea for mercy emerged.</p>
<p>For the first time since her birth, she felt a fear that descended like a tsunami, overwhelming her completely.</p>
<p>This feeling was causing her spirit to nearly collapse.</p>
<p>What she did not know was that under Shaya’s control, a mark was deeply engraved in the depths of her soul.</p>
<p>This was one of the benefits Shaya had obtained from the leader of the Red Moon Sect during his frantic death-seeking endeavors years ago.</p>
<p>Combined with the effects of the [Knight’s Will], it not only greatly enhanced his mental resistance but also taught him a mental control skill called [Seed of Fear], which produced effects just like what had just happened.</p>
<p>This was a method used by the Red Moon Sect to develop its followers; nothing, apart from brainwashing, could manipulate the human heart better than fear.</p>
<p>Consequently, Shaya not only was not controlled by Angelica’s immature eye technique but instead reversed her psychological defenses and planted a mental seed.</p>
<p>It is no exaggeration to say that this was a form of mental control even more terrifying than a slave mark.</p>
<p>From now on, whenever Angelica saw Shaya, she would involuntarily feel fear, as if encountering a natural enemy and superior, unable to harbor any rebellious emotions towards him.</p>
<p>Thus, the positions of the two had thoroughly reversed.</p>
<p>“Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock…”</p>
<p>After a while, Shaya suddenly heard the sound of water dripping.</p>
<p>Looking down, he noticed a transparent liquid slowly running down the inner thigh of Angelica, wetting her delicate, slender leg.</p>
<p>Did she leak?</p>
<p>Shaya looked at the scene in front of him with a strange expression.</p>
<p>“Don’t, don’t look, I beg you… Please…”</p>
<p>Feeling her body’s uncontrollable physiological reaction, despair flashed in Angelica’s fearful eyes as she pleaded in a low, tearful voice.</p>
<p>Letting the enemy see this ugly side was worse than killing her.</p>
<p>But what Shaya enjoyed most was saying “no” to those who lacked a bit of Heracles’ strength.</p>
<p>Thus, amid the audience’s oblivious gaze, Shaya took advantage of the unique angle to enjoy this ridiculous “lotus emerging from the water” scene without any blind spots.</p>
<p>“They say women are made of water; it really makes sense,” he remarked indecorously, whistling.</p>
<p>At first, Angelica tried to stop Shaya’s humiliating behavior, but eventually, she let her arms fall, directly giving up resistance.</p>
<p>Seeing her dazed and gray expression, she had been thoroughly broken.</p>
<p>In both body and spirit, she had completely succumbed to the boy in front of her.</p>
<p>Seeing this, Shaya shook his head and tossed Angelica aside into a nearby pile of rubble.</p>
<p>After all, in public, he couldn’t do anything more extreme. Otherwise, Shaya wanted to test the extent of the [Seed of Fear]’s control over her.</p>
<p>So, after doing all this, he walked straight back to the center of the arena, preparing to wait for the arbiter to announce the final result of the duel.</p>
<p>Although it took some effort, he managed to perfectly showcase most of his strength, entering the sight of those higher-ups.</p>
<p>Of course, if they knew Shaya was still hiding his abilities as a high-level sorcerer, it would probably be quite a shock.</p>
<p>Not to say that he was unheard of or unmatched, but at the very least, it was unprecedented.</p>
<p>At that moment, Shaya’s vision flickered, and a white-bearded man in a gray mage robe suddenly appeared before him.</p>
<p>“Child, you are very good, quite impressive.”</p>
<p>Dean Lucius looked Shaya up and down, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.</p>
<p>“Mr. Dean?” </p>
<p>Shaya was somewhat surprised but still bowed respectfully.</p>
<p>Focusing on the battle, he wasn’t aware of how many big shots had come to watch this fight, but the Dean’s current actions were still within Shaya’s expectations.</p>
<p>It was merely about winning over and increasing goodwill.</p>
<p>Dean Lucius chuckled, “Are you feeling relieved now?”</p>
<p>In response, Shaya shook his head. “To be honest, I’m still feeling some resentment.”</p>
<p>“Then be bold in your actions; as long as it’s not too excessive, I will shield you from the ensuing consequences.”</p>
<p>Dean Lucius stroked his white beard and said.</p>
<p>Shaya’s eyes brightened. “Any matter is fair game?”</p>
<p>“Uh…..”</p>
<p>For some reason, seeing the expression on his face, Dean Lucius paused in stroking his beard.</p>
<p>“I want to kill her.”</p>
<p>Shaya turned around and pointed at the sorceress Mevis in the stands, quietly saying in a lowered voice.</p>
<p>Dean Lucius’ body swayed.</p>
<p>Although he could exile Mevis to the starry sky, killing her would be very difficult, as they belonged to the same level. Even if there was a gap, it could be compensated for by some ancient magical artifacts.</p>
<p>Moreover, she was the youngest sorceress of the Mage Tower, holding a veto power in the council, and her position was very high, favored by the royal family.</p>
<p>If he truly killed her, even he, as the dean, wouldn’t be able to remain.</p>
<p>It ultimately came down to a matter of age.</p>
<p>Lucius was already very old, but Mevis was only about thirty years old, still young for a sorceress, with substantial potential to become a great sage in the future.</p>
<p>“This… might be a bit challenging.”</p>
<p>Lucius fell silent for a moment, looking at Shaya with a complex gaze.</p>
<p>“Oh.”</p>
<p>Shaya’s eyes were full of disappointment.</p>
<p>It seemed the plan to kill Mevis would have to be delayed until his strength grew stronger; perhaps it wouldn’t be too late then.</p>
<p>But in any case, she had undoubtedly been sentenced to death in Shaya’s heart.</p>
<p>Thinking of this, Shaya raised his head to glance at the stands.</p>
<p>The high and mighty Mevis was also looking down at him, and their gazes met instantly.</p>
<p>Shaya smiled and raised his hand to give her the middle finger.</p>
<p>“Fuck you.”</p>
<p>…</p>
<p>“Interesting.”</p>
<p>Observing Shaya’s provocative gesture, Mevis looked at him meaningfully for a moment before turning to leave with the doll-like Naya.</p>
<p>Just moments earlier, she had suddenly sensed a familiar aura on Shaya.</p>
<p>It was just a fleeting moment, and aside from her, none of the onlookers, including Lucius, noticed anything unusual.</p>
<p>But Mevis, well-versed in eye techniques, was more than familiar with that kind of aura.</p>
<p>It was deep and sinister, drenched in the scent of blood.</p>
<p>“The aura of the Blood Moon…” she mused, smiling faintly as she walked, “It seems the Heretic Tribunal will certainly take an interest in this matter, as they have been pursuing the Red Moon Sect for many years without much success.”</p>
<p>“Don’t you think so, Naya?”</p>
<p>However, the doll-like girl merely followed silently by her side, not uttering a word.</p>
