Extra: Yandere Milfs Obsessed with me!-Chapter 112: It Was Him

His fighting style was simple to understand but difficult to counter. He did not seek aesthetics. He used his aura as a direct extension of his body. Repulsion to control space, Attraction to break distances, Dash to impose the rhythm. He wasted no movement. Every attack had a precise purpose.

It was at that moment that he saw her.

A hundred meters away. A guy with red hair and a half-beast. She was motionless in very bad shape.

"Destiny does things well~"

***

The meeting room of the Dawn Faction was bathed in warm light, maintained by solar crystals embedded in the walls. Around the central table, several elves from the Sol clan and the Spina clan silently watched the replay projected in front of them. The image showed a human advancing without weapons, striking, repelling, methodically humiliating elven mages unable to stop him.

Lady Jezabel of the Sun stood.

Her blue eyes fixed on the screen without blinking. And her beautiful hair contrasting with the visible tension in her jaw. Her fair skin gradually took on a warmer hue. The temperature in the room rose several degrees without her deliberately activating her magic.

"It’s him..." she said in a hard voice.

She recognized him immediately. The same human she had crossed in the rift a few weeks earlier. The same calm gaze, the same nonchalant posture. Even back then, she had sensed something abnormal about him. She had been right.

On the screen, Kaiser repelled two mages at a distance, pulled them toward him, then struck them until they collapsed without using the slightest weapon.

Jezabel’s fists clenched.

"A mere human..." she said through her teeth. "And he dares humiliate ours in front of everyone."

An elf from the Spina clan tried to intervene, cautiously.

"Lady Jezabel, his techniques are not magical. His aura..."

"I don’t care about his aura," she cut in sharply. "He represents an affront. Put his name on the faction’s blacklist. Let no elf from the Sun or Spina give him aid or information. He is now our enemy."

The decision fell without appeal.

Meanwhile, far from any meeting room, Kaiser advanced through the exam forest.

A group of orcs burst from a thicket on his left.

He concentrated his aura in his legs and took a step forward. The first orc raised its weapon. Kaiser struck before the blow could even descend. His fist smashed into the creature’s jaw. The bone gave way cleanly. The orc collapsed without a sound.

The second tried to circle him. Kaiser pivoted and struck with an elbow to the throat. The heavy body fell to its knees before toppling sideways.

The third stepped back, hesitated, then attempted a desperate attack. Kaiser activated a brief Aura Repulsion. The creature was hurled backward and slammed violently into a tree. Then he used one of their axes to finish the job cleanly.

Later, he leaped and landed on a thick branch several meters above the ground. Four hours had already passed since the start of the trial. He cast a quick glance around him.

And he had eliminated more than fifty students all by himself.

He had not run. He had not panicked. He had simply advanced. Every confrontation had been resolved quickly.

About ten meters below, Kara faced Kris. The half-beast could barely stand. Her movements were disordered. Her gaze burned with anger. In front of her, Kris seemed perfectly in control. His spear was covered in flames. His aura overflowed.

Kaiser smiled.

"Oh... this is getting interesting."

He crouched on his branch, observing the scene without intervening.

"Who would have thought that two people destined to become lovers would end up as enemies," he murmured with amusement.

Kara attacked head-on. Kris blocked, counterattacked, pushed her back. Each exchange widened the gap between them. Kara’s impulsiveness made her predictable. Kris, on the other hand, struck methodically.

Kaiser quickly understood.

Kara remembered. She recalled that day. She had seen Kris at that market and taken him for a slave buyer. It was a misunderstanding but one engraved too deeply to be erased by a few words.

Kaiser chuckled softly.

’Was he going to help her clear up this misunderstanding? Certainly not.’

He and Kris had been enemies since Neon City. Their first meeting had been enough. There was no going back.

"This couldn’t have fallen better, my dear protagonist."

He straightened up and leaped.

At the same moment, Kris raised his spear. The flaming tip vibrated, pointed straight at the nape of Kara’s neck.

"Give up, half-beast."

Kaiser moved.

He crossed the space between them in a fraction of a second. His body became blurred. His trajectory was straight, direct, without hesitation.

"Huh!?"

Kris barely had time to react. He instinctively leaped backward. Too late.

Kaiser’s foot slammed into his chest.

The impact was brutal. All the force of his aura passed into that single blow. Kris’s body left the ground and was hurled backward. He flew through the air for twenty meters. His back struck a first trunk, which snapped cleanly. A second gave way. Then a third. Finally, he crashed into a thicket, raising dust and debris.

Silence fell again.

Kaiser remained motionless, positioned between Kara and Kris’s trajectory. One of his eyes glowed with a bluish light. His aura gradually calmed.

He extended his hand and slowly patted Kara’s head, as if to reassure her.

Kris spat blood as he painfully raised his head.

"Kuh... YOU!"

Kaiser’s voice then rose. Laden with obvious contempt.

"Future duke, aren’t you a bit too unscrupulous? You wanted to buy her as a slave. Now that you see her free, your only response is to try to subdue her by force, publicly, to soothe your wounded pride."

He took a step forward.

"Do you really believe that your title places you above the laws of the emperor?" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

His gaze did not waver. His aura remained contained. But the threat was clear.

The fight had just changed in nature.

***

*POV: Kris Donoghan*

I felt my body leave the ground before I even understood what had just happened.

The pain arrived next, brutal, concentrated on my chest. The air left my lungs in one go. I rolled several meters, hit the ground, tried to get up, then stopped coughing. My stomach contracted. Blood rose in my throat.

That kick was far too powerful.

But when I saw that arrogant face. At that precise moment, I understood.

It was him.