Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Confrontation With His Half Blood Siblings

The Royal Academy is great, big brother. I love the specialized training facilities they have here. But it’s just that they ask for Ether Crystals too much. Why can’t they just make them all free since we all are talented students of this Academy?” Lexi said to Logan while swinging her sword.

Logan smiled despite the exhaustion. “Don’t worry, Lexi. Once your brother becomes a Rank holder on the Leaderboards, you can have as many Crystals as you want. And maybe then, they won’t even ask for Crystals from us anymore.”

“Thank you big brother. You’re the best.” she blew a kiss, and a certain black haired boy’s fave surfave in her mind.

“That arrogant bastard will never be able to come here enjoy these privileges,” she fumed.

Logan knew exactly whom she was talking about. But he only laughed contemptuously.

“Don’t compare yourself to that white frog, Lexi. He will never stand in the same status as us..”

“Hehe, you’re right brother.”

Lucia, who was struggling to lift a rock boulder with her hands, just silently shook her head at their naivete.

Getting on the Leaderboards was far from easy. Only 100 students, mostly prodigies, ever got the chance to carve their names there.

Logan hadn’t fought a true opponent yet, and that was the source of his overconfidence. Once he learned the hard way, he would definitely understand.

It was then that she noticed Adonis’ face.

“Is it him?”

At first, she was doubtful.

But when she recalled how confidently Adonis had claimed he would get into the Academy, her suspicion grew.

So she went closer to look.

And the closer she got, the more certain she became.

It was indeed Adonis.

She immediately called out, “Adonis! Stop!”

Her shout not only drew Adonis’ attention, but also Logan’s and Lexi’s.

They also saw Adonis’ face and features. Black hair, that hateful face.

He was unmistakably Adonis, their illegitimate half-sibling.

“B-brother, am I seeing things right?” Lexi stammered. “What’s he doing here?”

Logan frowned. “I don’t know. Maybe he’s here to meet us. Let’s go. I will show him his place.”

Meanwhile, Lucia was already standing before Adonis.

She looked at his usual trademark smirk from up close.

“So you’ve finally arrived? Just like the way you said you would,” she murmured, not wanting to believe her own words.

“Yes, big sister. Your little brother couldn’t stay away from you for long. That’s why I had to get a special admission to the Academy as soon as I could,” he replied playfully.

She rolled her eyes behind the square frames. But still, a faint curve formed on her lips. She was definitely feeling a little happy on the inside.

“You certainly know how to make an entrance, Adonis. I am actually a little scared now.”

“I had to. Like you, I also fear losing the world from my grasp.”

“Same old tone of an overambitious conqueror. Don’t get yourself locked up when an official hears you.” she mocked, though in way good way.

Logan and Lexi shoved through the gathering crowd of ordinary students, their faces twisted in identical scowls of disbelief and contempt.

Logan clamped straight at Adonis’ shoulder, the scowled,

“What the hell are you doing here? This is the Royal Academy, not some backwater training yard for bastards and trash like toh.”

Lexi stepped up beside him, pointing an accusing finger at Adonis.

“Yeah! We don’t want to see your face here. Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of. You don’t belong among real talents.”

“Ohh?” Only then Adonis turned slowly to face them. The playful smirk from his exchange with Lucia vanished into something colder.

He removed Logan grip from his shoulder, then met Logan’s glare without a sweat.

“What’s it to you? I’m here because I was admitted. Special admission,” he replied, maintaining his calm.

Logan broke into manic laughter.

“Special admission? You?” He looked around at the growing circle of onlookers, raising his voice for the audience.

“Listen to this! The illegitimate runt of our mighty Kingsbane family thinks he can just waltz into the Academy on ’special admission.’ What a joke!”

He stepped closer, looming over Adonis, voice dripping with scorn.

“Listen well, you mother fucking bastard! You’re nothing but a white frog dreaming of the moon. A null-blooded bastard who got lucky once or twice. Everyone knows the Kingsbane name doesn’t extend to trash like you. You’re a stain on the family, and you’ll always be one.”

Lexi’s friends, several noble girls who had followed them, giggled behind their hands, adding fuel to the fire.

“Look at him standing there like he belongs,” one sneered.

“Probably bribed someone,” another whispered loudly.

“Or begged. That’s all a bastard can do.”

The ordinary students pressed in tighter, forming a loose ring around the confrontation.

Naturally, whispers spread like wildfire.

All of them wanted a show.

So, no one intervened.

Adonis’s hands clenched at his sides.

He was furious. So much so he wanted to kill this half sibling of his, for insulting Adelaide.

He took one step forward, closing the distance between him and Logan until they were almost nose to nose.

“You’ve talked enough, Logan.” Adonis said cold as Ice. “It’s time I showed you your place.”

He placed one hand over his chest.

Buzz!

Instantly, a pulse of chaotic energy rippled outward, strong enough to make nearby students stagger back a step.

The Chaotic Harem Sword materialized from his sternum in a swirl of dark mist.

The Sword Soul was black, unadorned, yet radiated a taboo pressure so oppressive that made the weaker students shake instinctively.

Adonis lifted the blade and pointed it directly at Logan’s throat, tip hovering just an inch from his Adam’s apple.

“Draw your sword, Logan,” he said quietly. “Right here. Right now. Or shut your mouth forever and admit you’re nothing but a loudmouth hiding behind Kingsbane name.”

The training field went deathly silent.

Logan’s face paled for a split second before rage flooded back in. His hand went to his own Sword Soul, which already began to glow with angry crimson light.

“Bastard! You think you can challenge me? I’ll cut that smirk off your face and send you crawling back to whatever gutter you came from!”

Lexi grabbed Logan’s arm, eyes wide.

“Brother, wait—”

But Logan shook her off.

The battle is on.

And the entire Royal Academy training ground waited for the first move.

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