Records of the Weakest Emperor - Chapter 225

The ruckus created by the trainees attracted the attention of the other officers in the area.

Since the training base was so huge, it wasn’t actually solely used by the trainees.

There were a lot of officers that frequented the place due to its somewhat lavish facility and the fact that it was so close to the Hamlet of Azucar.

“Oh, Deputy Instructor Eutem is going to fight a trainee?”

“Wait, it’s a girl…”

“Really? Damn, we all know that Deputy Instructor Eutem never holds back in a fight… Will she be able to withstand it?”

“I have no idea, but I sure am certain that Eutem will probably not go too far.”

The officers started discussing among themselves, some of them even started betting their lunch money for the day.

The odds were stacked against Christine.

It was because these officers didn’t know who she was—they only knew that she was a woman and they made their judgment based on that.

The trainees followed the example of the officers and they started their own betting rung.

Most of them also supported Deputy Instructor Eutem.

After all, it was the decision that made the most sense.

“Who are you going to support, Calvin?” Fatty Zachary asked out of curiosity, “I am going to bet my fifty cents for Instructor Eutem’s win!”

“Oh, really?” Calvin took a peso coin out of his pocket and handed it over to the fund manager, “I’ll bet on Christine.”

“Wait, you’re going to support Christine? Are you confident that she’ll win?”

Fatty Zachary commented.

He seemed to be starting to regret the fact that he supported Eutem.

But at the same time, he couldn’t understand why Calvin wasn’t supporting Eutem when he will obviously win this fight based on the fact that Eutem looked and fought like an absolute monster.

Christine, on the other hand, looked so elegant and thin that she could probably be knocked over by a single breeze.

“I am not confident that she’ll win.” Calvin shook his head.

“So you are saying that you are just throwing away your money?” Fatty Zachary furrowed his eyebrows, “Man if you are going to throw away your money, give them to me instead! One man’s trash might be another man’s treasure.”

Calvin rolled his eyes at the Fatty, “Is that the reason why your eyes look jaundiced?”

“What?”

“Nothing… I was just saying if you can only see nothing but gold! I’m supporting her in an effort to support ourselves! After all, she’s our representative so if I didn’t support her—doesn’t that basically mean that I am not confident with ourselves?” Calvin reasoned out.

“All right, man. Whatever you say…” Fatty Zachary didn’t even want to argue anymore, “Since you’re my good brother, you can just come to papa if you end up broke for the next three days after losing this bet.”

“Likewise…” Calvin scoffed, “Oh, the battle is about to begin. We better shut up.”

“Yeah…”

Christine stood in a relaxed, high stance with her feet spread wide as her shoulders.

Then, evenly balancing the forces on her feet… She moved forward and made the first move.

She moved lightly across the wooden floor and swiftly closed the distance between her and Eutem.

Eutem wasn’t idle either as he took a similar wide stance, but with both of his feet planted firmly onto the floor.

“Oh, the Joselian Kingdom’s Basic Martial Art: First Stance?”

Calvin muttered to himself.

Similar to the Rozenstruik Empire that had its own imperial martial arts.

The Joselian Kingdom also had their own martial arts. The only difference between the two was that the Joselian Kingdom had their own sets of martial arts for those that worked under the departments of law and security.

This was why no one reacted strongly when Eutem took the first stance of the Kingdom’s Basic Martial Art.

Being able to use this Martial Art had become a necessary requirement before someone could become a true Police Officer or upholder of justice for the Kingdom.

Eutem waited patiently like an immovable mountain while Christine observed her enemy like a hawk.

But Eutem knew that someone must make the first move one way or another…

If not, this standstill would last for too long.

Raising his foot forward, Eutem wanted to create a reaction.

But the moment he placed his foot forward, Christine moved…

She bent both of her knees and the latent Mana in her body circulated to its limits.

Christine knew that she could not underestimate the Instructor. This was why she was about to fight the former like her life was on the line.

“Gathering Breath… Intermediate Level?”

Calvin whispered to himself.

“Not bad…” Calvin repeatedly nodded his head and observed the fight with a renewed interest.

The wind seemed to have become Christine’s ally as her movement considerably lightened.

Raising her foot, she lashed a kick directly on Eutem’s right flank.

The kick was aimed at Eutem’s liver, clearly… this was an attack that aimed to incapacitate.

“How cunning…” Eutem’s pupils constricted. No human being in this world could possibly stand a direct and clean hit on their liver.

This was why despite using the First Stance of the Joselian Kingdom’s Basic Martial Art…

Eutem had to step backward and actively avoid the upcoming attack.

“Hmmph…” Christine snorted in contempt.

She immediately retracted the attack that she had just sent.

Instead, she leaped to the side and quickly made her way behind Eutem who had just destroyed his own stance.

With Eutem’s stance destroyed, there was no way that he would be able to dodge the incoming attack…

His pupils constricted.

Raising his arm, he positioned himself to parry Christine’s fist with both hands.

He planning on redirecting the force of the attack just below Christine’s knee in order to mess up with her momentum, but…

The Art of Wind-Chasing was just too powerful.

Peng!

Eutem had made a timely decision, but his body was just physically too slow to make the appropriate changes.

Christine’s fist landed on his chest and he flew out of the podium and crashed onto the ground.

The victory has been decided.

But Christine’s face didn’t look that good either.

The trainees looked at each other in confusion.

Who won?

Christine won, right?

But why does she look like she’s in pain?

The trainees wondered.

“They both lost,” Calvin stated, “Christine successfully landed an attack on Instructor Eutem’s chest, but Instructor Eutem is clearly smarter than what we have expected…”

“He had hidden a steel plate on his chest even before he made us challenge him.” Calvin’s voice was low, but it rang clear enough that the other trainees heard what he had said.

Instructor Lawrence stared at Calvin in astonishment.

How did this young man notice the steel plate?

Christine’s expression didn’t look so good, “Shameless!”

She scolded Instructor Eutem.

“Hahaha…” Instructor Lawrence laughed.

“Young miss, I apologize for what my instructor here had done, but she only used a steel plate because he had recently broken his rib, you see?”

“If he wasn’t wearing a steel plate, then his lungs would’ve collapsed once more under your fist!” Instructor Lawrence went over to Deputy Instructor Eutem and noticed that the latter seemed to be shaking his head.

“Yeah, that’s right… I apologize for the misconduct.”

Deputy Instructor Eutem quickly took the blame and said, “You’ve clearly won this battle.”

“As for the injuries that you’ve sustained from attacking me, you’ll be appropriately compensated by our Police Station.”

“Okay…” Christine coolly said, “Your apology is accepted, but I also want you to apologize to someone else!”

“What?” The trainees stared at each other in confusion. What was this girl talking about?

She’s going to force the instructor to apologize to someone else?

Eutem Gahi furrowed his eyebrows, “I don’t know if that’s appropriate, young miss.”

“No, since you’ve wronged me then you must obey my words! I want you to apologize to the fatty!”

“The fatty?” Eutem briefly glanced at Fatty Zachary.

“W-W-What?!” Fatty Zachary was panicking at this moment, “Shit, what do I do? What do I do, man?! If Instructor Eutem actually apologized to me, then I’ll definitely be his target in the future!”

Calvin also had a frown on his face.

He was thinking…

Was this woman deliberately making Zachary stand out of the crowd so that he’ll be the target of bullying from the other trainees and Eutem?

Or was her intentions really pure, but it’s just that she clearly doesn’t understand the ramifications of her actions?

But it’s common sense that forcing an instructor to apologize to a trainee for no reason would inevitably make that trainee a clear target for bullies. What is she thinking?

Calvin thought about it hard and long, but before he could reach the answer that he was looking for—Instructor Eutem said once more.

“I don’t remember doing anything to this fatty that is worthy of apologizing for?” Eutem asked. He looked genuinely confused.

“You humiliated him earlier! You know that he was weak, so why did you not hold back?”

Christine pointed at him, “I am not saying that you shouldn’t have sent him away with a blow, but you could’ve avoided his face! You could’ve just kicked him off the podium!”

“G-G-Goddess…”

Fatty Zachary was so moved that he wanted to cry. But knowing what would happen to him afterwards if Eutem was indeed forced to apologize, Fatty Zachary didn’t know whether he should be grateful or not to Christine.

‘C-C-Could it be that she’s secretly in love with me? I knew it! So that’s why my mother refers to my folds of fat as love handles!’

“This clearly isn’t a good thing, fatty… Stop with your fantasy.” Calvin rolled his eyes at him.

Eutem stared at Christine in amusement.

“Hahaha… Are you joking, young miss?”

He clearly hadn’t expected the daughter of a Martial family like the Allana family to be this naive. But then, the Allana family was still an Aristocratic family despite the fact that they were more of a Martial family than an Aristocratic one.

It was understandable that Christine was a sheltered girl that knew nothing about the outside world.

However, the fact that Eutem didn’t expect this attitude to come from Christine meant that he was using Christine’s domineering elder sister as a baseline of measurement for her. But now that he knew that she was this kind of person, Eutem didn’t know what to say.

Even Instructor Lawrence was speechless.

But an idea soon came to Instructor Lawrence’s mind as he snickered and proposed, “All right, I’ll have Instructor Eutem apologize.”

“But there is a condition.”

“Condition? Do you want me to fight him again? He’s clearly not my match!” Christine scoffed.

Eutem almost coughed a mouthful of blood from what he had heard.

‘Just what… just what did this sheltered lady say?!’

‘Fucking hell, I wasn’t taking you seriously earlier, you know!’

Eutem screamed in his heart.

But Instructor Lawrence wasn’t out here to argue.

He shook his head and explained, “No, you don’t have to fight him again. But you have to win against someone from this batch of trainees.”

“What?” Christine looked baffled and confused.

The trainees were also in an uproar.

What the fuck?

Does their instructor want to send them to their deaths?

Calvin also found the notion incomprehensible, but when Instructor Lawrence’s eyes landed on him.

He finally understood what was going on.

Instructor Lawrence was setting him up!

He had set him up so that he could see his true abilities!

Liver shot