Devoured Eccentric - 39 Natural selection VII

‘This is it!’ Excitement surged Nero’s mind.

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Since he had fought the Rank 3 Vulture, a new passion had seemed to come alive in Nero.

To Battle.

Pushing himself into a risky situation brought a thrill Nero could get addicted on. He had no fear of the chance of losing his life from his actions, the concept of regret had been wiped thoroughly from his mind.

And it couldn’t come back.

If he did have such a concept, Nero would never have even been able to come out of the endless wallowing that would be brought upon by thinking of the massacres and ‘inhumane’ things he had performed on others.

This wasn’t something planned from before by his old self, it was something lost when perfecting his genes.

The core information stored in one’s genes was based around ‘survival’, and it seemed like removing any instinctual forms of Regret brought upon an increase in Nero’s survival rates.

In any case, Nero had found a new form of entertainment for himself. A dangerous one.

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The girl had been a little shocked at Nero’s actions but became even more sure to push herself, for she had felt the excitement from Nero.

The boundless desire to give it everything he’s got.

Just thinking about it, Felicia amped up even more.

Just as the referee gave the go-ahead, both candidates accelerated towards each other.

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Felicia’s halberd was the longer weapon, making her attack the first.

A single horizontal slash at the right height made most people defend but not Nero.

With his physique, he easily lunged forwards, his body becoming like an aeroplane as it advanced over the sweeping Halberd.

Nero went for stabbing instead of slicing, inching closer to the girl’s body.

The audience was extremely interested in Nero, thus most of the eyes were on the junior ring.

Nero was surprised by the halberd’s blade appearing out of nowhere right as he was about to pierce into the girl’s neck.

The halberd had been swiftly pulled up and in like a whip, it was clear Felicia had great proficiency in using the weapon.

However, what she didn’t account for was the strength behind Nero’s Katar.

Her balance had been greatly affected but Nero couldn’t jump on the opportunity as he also had to stabilise himself after the lunge.

immediately after Felicia became steady on her feet, she stabbed forward her halberd with a swift and precise motion.

‘A chance to parry!’

Without Nero’s strength, parrying such an attack would be impossible for a child.

Nero spun himself to the left and, like swords, used the flat part of the daggers to avoid the blade. He was defending with daggers like they were swords, and this was all when he was in a forward motion.

Nero had narrowly evaded the halberd’s blade and closed in on Felicia in a matter of moments, this was what real battle was like.

Every move was ruthlessly fast and decisive.

Right as the girl entered his range, he acted with strong downwards slash aimed at her large apple-sized breast.

Nero had reflexes that were a hundred times faster than the average humans, he knew that his counter had only put him at an advantage and not decided the battle’s outcome.

This was because he had noticed how her hand near the blade had moved even closer, allowing her to use the shaft of the weapon to defend.

Felicia could not fight for long at such close range, the halberd was simply not designed to be used as such.

After having to defend a few more fast slices aimed at her figure, it became imminent in her mind that she was to lose.

As she was about to announce herself, a fault in Nero’s attack occurred.

He had slowed down.

The decrease in speed was enough for her to finally stop using the shaft of the weapon to defend and to pull back the blade of the weapon to attack.

Except…

It was just a feint.

Nero suddenly stopped his incoming slice and lunged with all his strength forwards while pulling out his hand to elbow the weapon out of her grip.

His motion towards Felicia was unhindered.

With a Crash, Nero’s face landed on the fallen Felicia’s ample chest.

His arm was outwards with a 90-degree angle at the elbow, hitting her on her collarbone and pushing her onto the floor.

The end result was Nero buried in the supple boobs of the unarmed Felicia.

Felicia had just received a minor concussion whereas Nero had finished with a soft landing.

The spectators were shocked at the fast-paced of the two youngsters in the ring.

The battle may have been fast but each and every move from both the candidates was ruthless, a single mistake became the deciding factor of the winner.

The bout had ended with the referee’s signal.

For a few moments, Nero simple lay in top of the fuzzy-headed Felicia.

Then, to get up, Nero pushed himself up off the girl, still extremely close to Felicia’s body.

Felicia’s vision came back, only to see Nero’s face up close staring right at her.

His charmingly cute features were visible now more than ever, the girl couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

She was 11 after all, the age where the slope of hormonal growth began.

This world had some differences, clearly, adolescence was one of them.

No normal child would start gaining sexual feeling at the age of 11 on Earth after all!

Even though the gene evolution was basically the same, mana added to the mix really changed shit up.

Even up till now, Nero only knew what mana did, not what it was or why it followed these odd rules and came in these odd ethereal forms.

“Ah, I’m sorry…” Because Nero was so up close, as he spoke, Felicia could feel his warm breath on her skin, making her instinctually more embarrassed, it didn’t feel bad at all though.

Nero was naturally about to use mana but realised he had sealed himself up completely. Thus, he simply pushed hard on his left side to roll of the girl to the right.

Due to the concussion, Felicia’s thoughts were only filled with the image of Nero. Not a tinge of sadness came from losing the duel.