BXBX NOVEL 52 Chapter 3
Lucian finally snapped out of his memories. He saw his reflection in the mirror beside him. Ripped muscles and thick biceps were all that greeted him. His fear of looking at his reflection made him rarely look at himself.
\'Well… I am so fucking handsome! Siesta, do I still receive the bonus from the [Noble Suit] If I just wear the pants and shoes, or can you customise it?\'
There was a long silence and constant bleeps as if someone was trying to boot a computer with no ram sticks fitted.
[I can change it however you wish. However, it will cost 1,000SP no negotiation!]
\'…\'
\'Lucian -10 affection\'
[Siesta - 20 affection, any lower and the system will uninstall]
\'Ding! Demoted Siesta to toaster rank.\'
[…]
\'…\'
[You little shit!]
\'Not little see?\'
Lucian was alone in the room, so he pulled down his pants to flaunt his pride.
Somehow, this interaction reminded him of when he first arrived, easing his tensed nerves. Although he could fight in theory. He still felt like an amateur.
[Hahaha]
The sound of scissors snapping came from his mind.
\'You wouldn\'t, right…? This thing will give you so much happiness when you get an actual body!\'
He could never know these words would unlock a hidden desire inside Siesta even before she came to this world. Her own thoughts of morality stopped her from taking action. However, they weren\'t brother and sister anymore.
She now even gained his permission.
[Ding! Item Modification in progress!]
His clothes disappeared for a moment, causing him to look around, making sure nobody was watching. He didn\'t know if it actually took this long or this was her revenge. Lucian was standing naked for over 15 minutes before she finally made noise again.
[New Item received]
[Battle Attire]
[+20 Defence/ +20 Magic Defence / +20% Blade resistance / +2 Charm]
[Abilities: Increased Health Regen (Rare—Rank: 5), Self Cleaning (Uncommon—Rank: MAX)]
[Able to transform between suit and battle attire at will]
[5,802SP - 1,000SP] —> [4,802 SP]
He had bought Lucifer\'s Blood (Small) after returning and sleeping with Altair. However felt it was too soon to use it and wanted to test his own limits.
\'How far have I come from that ignorant boy half a year ago?\'
A comfortable pair of black judo pants formed around his legs. The upper body was empty, with only two leather arm guards with fingerless gloves. He found them perfect to move in.
However, the fact she added the extra function of returning to his cool, handsome suit was the type of customer service he loved.
\'Should I oil myself up and drive some women crazy?\'
[Shall I apply hormones that attract sexual desire in males?]
The ghostly form of Siesta could only cover her mouth. Since seeing those memories, she felt her control had loosened, as they would bicker like children. She bit her lips, trying to change her mood, only to keep her eyes fixated on his wonderful body and never leaving him.
\'You win this round… Touché!\'
Lucian looked at himself in the mirror one last time before heading towards the exit. His name was called out just before she finished making his suit. He moved with flowing steps since entering his memories. Information regarding combat began filling his mind slowly.
He only took a few moments to reach the fifth stage in the west where he would fight. Carmilla would fight on the main stage in ten minutes.
\'Well, she should be fine… Her secret art is pretty big after all.\'
He stood opposite a muscular man, looking at him with a faint smile. Lucian loved the feeling of the wind hitting his exposed chest. The future combat will surely be amazing when he cycled his mana. The feeling was like using mint body wash and tingled a little, despite being addictive.
\'Sumire, I won\'t be using Agony or Despair in this fight, so you just enjoy being my overly regal hair clip today!\'
The slime crown jiggled slightly in anger.
"Pururu!" (They are Sumire\'s dual blades mark I!)
Lucian didn\'t respond, as his face became serious. He looked towards his opponent. This guy in the game would call him useless trash and taunt him.
However, this world was different, as the opponent gave him a polite bow and smile this time.
The judge of this match was, in fact Sebastian (Chris), who stepped forward to speak to them both.
"You are both aware of the rules and are prepared to fight?"
Both men nodded in response, not wishing to waste air on empty words.
Sebastian walked between them with a pleased nod. He rose both arms and looked towards the camera, filming for screen five.
"Class A Lucian versus Class S Blake Wood!"
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[STATUS]
Name: Blake Wood Age: 23
[Blake Wood / Grade D / Health: 100%]
[Strength: 18 / Agility 22 / Stamina: 13 / Wisdom: 16 / Intellect: 14 / Charisma: 8]
[Abilities: Unknown!]
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"3"
After Lucian regained his memories over the past few months. He felt unworthy of his baron title. The previous Lucian was even more so. He wanted to earn the title himself, even surpassing the former baron title during the coming war.
"2"
The image of his sister watching him fight in the past filled his mind. He superimposed her into the crowd. Little did he know she was right there, sat in the closest seats to the east. Identical to that day, he won gold and gave her the medal, as it was her birthday.
"1"
She, too, could feel the same sensation and atmosphere. However, she no longer remembered her birthday in this world. Each day was a struggle just to survive. This was also before she regained a human figure.
A bleep happened as Sebastian vanished back to his original place.
"Begin Fighting!"
He pictured an image of himself within his mind performing the blade dance.
However, he was the blade itself. Lucian wanted to perform beautifully, even without his sister. So she would be proud of him.
\'Should I lose my blades, I\'ll use my body. If I lose my body, I\'ll use my bones! If I lose even my bones, I will use my life!\'
Mana swirled around him and entered his skin through its pores. Powerful earth and fire elements temped his body, forming a brown rock mantle over his arms and chest. He could feel the drastic increase in his defensive and offensive status.
Lucian let out a deep breath and watched his opponent, who stood silently, as if waiting for his opponent\'s best form.
Blake was a tall blonde man with piercing green eyes. He seemed to be loved by the wind element as he rose his longsword towards Lucian.
"At first I believed you were mocking me, no weapon or even a shirt. However, Lucian Von Silver! I bow my head to you. That perfectly defined body, built only for combat. Forgive me for doubting your intentions! Let us fight for the glory of our families!"
Lucian gave a smile. He honestly like the changes of this world. The merchants weren\'t scum that couldn\'t recognise nobility, the enemies and villains weren\'t brainless young masters. The feeling of belonging to this world entered his mind for a moment, which triggered his body to shoot out towards his opponent.
"I fight for myself!" He said with a shout that reached the stands upon entering Siesta\'s ears. She felt a deep sense of relief. His reason for fighting was finally for himself and not just for her.
*Swoosh*
Blake also felt the uplifting feel of battle as his body gracefully approached Lucian as if walking on the air itself. He swung down his sword to test the flesh of Lucian; the blade glinting from the sunlight.
However, his blade collided with a thick layer of rock, causing sparks to fly as Blake\'s body fell back in recoil. Lucian spotted an opening as his body dropped for a moment, bending his legs to build force.
He shot his knee forward like a cheetah as his jumping knee caught the eye of Blake with a horrifying crack, forcing the man several steps backwards.
Lucian didn\'t want to give him more time to recover as he landed with his left foot. He pivoted his entire body spinning clockwise to catch Blake once more with a spinning heel kick that collided with his collarbone with a thud.
\'Ah… Shit, I missed his chin!\' Lucian thought.
However, Blake felt shaken. His eye was oozing with blood now a dark purple colour. He activated his mana as a verdant green light churned around his eye. The mana stopped his blood flow and sealed the wound but also closed the eye temporarily and would be of no use during the fight.
Lucian held a high Muay Thai guard as his feet continued moving to keep his momentum. He felt the sensation of his past fill his entire body.
A sense of euphoria filling him.
"Well, certainly you are nothing like the rumours! Where is the useless ladykiller? Fuck!" Blake said in a slight shock.
Blake held his sword in the ox guard stance, his blade pointed towards Lucian\'s heart.
Green wind flowed from his pores, covering his feet and sword as he vanished momentarily from Lucian\'s sight. Lucian thought he was ready for anything, as his fists tightened.
However, Blake\'s speed was far more cunning than he imagined.
A silver blade glinting with green mist appeared just inches from his chest as it pierced into him through the solid rock several centimetres.
Blood squirted from Lucian\'s chest as his eyes widened. This was the first time someone wounded him being close to his own level.
\'wow!\'
Lucian wasn\'t the useless otaku from before, though. He saw Blake was slower after this attack and remained inside his own range. His right arm pulled back and performed a brutal elbow once again, slamming into Blake\'s face with a crack.
Blake felt his head shaking and couldn\'t control his posture. The blow to his head caught him off guard as normally someone would protect their chest so he could withdraw his sword and slash at their throat.
Lucian grabbed his arm holding the blade to prevent escape with his left and dealt a devastating blow to Blake\'s face, leaving a dark red mark on his cheek.
He rocked his head backward in a circle before whipping it forward with the extra momentum to smash his forehead down towards the dazed Blake\'s nose.
*Crack!*
He released Blake, who flew backwards and crumbled onto the floor as blood flowed from his now crooked nose like a river. Sebastian watched to make sure Blake could continue before nodding as once again he saw the green medical like mana temporarily fixing his wounds.
The two now stood with an enormous distance from each other as Blake gave a frustrated yet admiring gaze towards Lucian.
A fervour for battle filled Lucian as he admired Blake\'s will to fight.