I Got My System Late, But I'll Become Beastgod-Chapter 94: Final Decision
Chapter 94: Final Decision
King Hyun Min-jae stood tall in front of Kunal. Behind Kunal, Aamir and Riya stood silently, watching the tense interaction. To Hyun Min-jae’s right stood Ji-won, her eyes filled with anticipation.
The king’s cold gaze fixed on the boy before him.
"So, you’re the one my sister insisted I meet."
Kunal gave a respectful bow.
"Yes, sir."
Hyun Min-jae narrowed his eyes.
"What’s your name, boy?"
Ji-won opened her mouth to answer for him, but her brother raised a hand to stop her.
"He’ll answer himself."
Kunal straightened his back.
"I’m Kunal Singhaniya, sir."
That name hit Hyun Min-jae like a lightning strike.
Singhaniya...
He mentally sifted through his vast knowledge of families across the world. And then it clicked.
His eyes widened.
"Singhaniya... the world’s finest assassins." He stepped closer, voice sharp.
"You’re the third son of Rudhir Singhaniya... That makes you—"
His voice dropped.
"The Nightmare Assassin."
Suddenly, Hyun Min-jae released a wave of powerful energy. The ground cracked slightly beneath his feet, the air warped from the sheer pressure. It crushed down on everyone like a mountain.
Aamir reacted immediately, covering his body in a glowing shell of Adrenaline Energy.
Riya summoned a magical shield, her face pale.
Aamir gritted his teeth.
"He’s definitely strong... but this pressure... it’s not as overwhelming as King Veerendra’s."
Still, it was enough to make him cautious.
He activated Appraisal.
Name: Hyun Min-jae
Level: Conqueror-Level
Title: King of Carnelia
Known for: Unmatched Intelligence and Tactical Genius
Aamir’s eyes widened slightly.
"Conqueror Level...? He could kill all three of us if he wanted to."
Hyun Min-jae’s face darkened with suspicion and anger. His voice thundered:
"Who hired you? Tell me the truth, or I will end your life right here."
Kunal, though struggling under the pressure, clenched his fists. He looked up, eyes burning with resolve.
"No one hired me. I’ve never had any reason to harm your sister. I’ve left that life behind."
Hyun Min-jae’s eyes narrowed.
"What do you mean?"
"I cut ties with the Singhaniya family. That was my past. The people behind me now—" Kunal turned, looking at Aamir and Riya—
"They are my true family."
Hyun Min-jae studied the three of them carefully. Aamir stood firm despite the pressure, while Riya stood ready by Kunal’s side.
After a long pause, the king finally spoke.
"Very well. Let’s talk somewhere else."
He suppressed his aura, and the suffocating pressure vanished instantly.
King Veerendra nodded and followed Hyun Min-jae as the group walked silently to a private hotel nearby. Before entering, both kings disguised their appearances with cloaks to avoid attention.
Inside a private suite, they sat across from each other in a formal lounge. The atmosphere remained tense.
Ji-won broke the silence.
"Brother, what’s the matter?"
Hyun Min-jae turned to Kunal.
"Why do you like her?"
Kunal hesitated, then spoke honestly.
"I didn’t know she was a princess. And honestly, I don’t know the exact reason. But... I feel comfortable around her. She understands me."
Hyun Min-jae folded his arms.
"I don’t care about love stories. Can you guarantee her safety? She’s a princess, and there are people who would harm her just to get to me."
Kunal took a deep breath.
"I’ve never been in this kind of situation before, but I can assure you... I’ll protect her with everything I have."
Hyun Min-jae’s expression hardened.
"You’re alone. If you had your family behind you, maybe. But what can you—"
"I’m sorry to interrupt, sir," Aamir cut in sharply.
"I don’t know about his family, but Kunal is not alone. He has us."
Veerendra smiled quietly.
Hyun Min-jae raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? And what exactly can you do?"
Aamir stepped forward.
"You said I’m strong, right? Then believe me when I say this—Kunal is just as strong as me, if not stronger. We’ll never let harm come to Ji-won. If he ever dares to hurt her... I’ll be the one to end him."
There was a moment of silence.
Then Hyun Min-jae burst into a short laugh.
"You’ve got quite the friends, Kunal."
He stood up and looked at Veerendra.
"My kingdom has always supported Aryavrata. And with people like these around your future leaders, I think your nation is in good hands."
He turned to Ji-won.
"I’ve made my decision. Once this tournament ends, you won’t return with me."
Ji-won’s eyes widened.
"You’ll go with Kunal. You might be safer by his side than anywhere else."
Kunal stood tall. "I’ll do my best to keep her safe."
Hyun Min-jae nodded, then turned to King Veerendra. "If any of these kids need materials—artifacts, weapons, armor—just say the word. Carnelia will provide them. I’ll make sure they get the best."
Veerendra chuckled. "I appreciate that, but these kids... they don’t rely on weapons. They are the weapons."
Ji-won smiled warmly and grabbed her brother’s hand. "Thank you, Oppa. I knew you’d understand."
Hyun Min-jae’s expression softened for a brief moment before hardening again as he turned to Kunal.
"I’ve heard about your family’s greatest asset... a pair of eyes feared across continents. NeeraKshetra, right?"
"Yes, sir," Kunal replied calmly.
Min-jae narrowed his eyes. "Do you possess those eyes?"
Kunal didn’t respond immediately. He reached up, removed his glasses, and slowly opened his eyes wide.
In an instant, the room dimmed slightly as a faint crimson glow emerged from his pupils. His irises turned blood red, and four glowing symbols—each radiating a unique aura—rotated slowly around his pupils.
Everyone in the room fell silent.
Hyun Min-jae leaned in, captivated. "So this... is NeeraKshetra."
Each symbol flickered with energy—death, perception, silence, and void.
Aamir and Riya looked at each other, even they hadn’t seen this full version before.
Hyun Min-jae nodded, satisfied. "With this... I can rest easy."
He placed a firm hand on Kunal’s shoulder. "Take care of her, assassin or not. If you break her heart, even NeeraKshetra won’t save you from me."
Kunal didn’t flinch. "Understood, sir."
Veerendra stood up. "Now that everything’s sorted, I think we all need to prepare. The tournament won’t wait."
Hyun Min-jae looked at the trio again. "You kids... be careful. This tournament will be more than just a game. It’s already being watched by powers that shouldn’t be watching."
He turned to leave, then paused. "And Kunal... remember this—your past may be behind you, but your bloodline never forgets."
With that, Hyun Min-jae and Ji-won exited the room, leaving a heavy silence in their wake.
Riya nudged Kunal. "Well... that went better than expected."
Kunal adjusted his glasses again, hiding his glowing eyes. "Yeah... but it’s not over yet. Something tells me this tournament is just the beginning."
Aamir crossed his arms. "Then we better get ready. Because if we’re being watched... we’ll make damn sure they don’t forget what they see."
After Hyun Min-jae and Ji-won left, Aamir, Kunal, Riya, and King Veerendra followed quietly. As they stepped out into the cool night air, Veerendra stopped and turned to them. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
"Listen carefully," he said, his voice unusually stern. "This tournament... it’s not the real danger. There’s something else—something darker—lurking beneath the surface. So don’t let your guard down. Not even for a moment."
Aamir, Kunal, and Riya all nodded silently. None of them questioned him. They understood. The world they had stepped into was far more dangerous than any of them had imagined.
Veerendra gave them one last look, then vanished into the shadows like smoke in the wind.
The trio remained still for a moment, taking in the weight of his words.
"...Let’s go back," Kunal finally said.
"Yeah," Aamir and Riya agreed.
They walked in silence, the streets of Valtania calm but their minds anything but.
Later, at the Dormitory...
After returning, Kunal and Riya went to their room. Aamir, however, climbed up to the terrace alone.
He needed air—and time.
He sat down beneath the stars and gently pulled out the mysterious egg that had been with him for days. The one that had been pulsing with energy ever since the first battle of the qualifiers.
He placed it on his lap and began transferring his energy into it—slow, steady, deliberate.
The egg responded.
Its faint blue glow began to intensify, pulsing in rhythm with Aamir’s heartbeat. The pulses grew stronger and faster, until the entire egg radiated a brilliant blue aura, lighting up the terrace in an ethereal glow.
Then...
Crack.
A tiny fracture appeared.
Then another.
And another.
Until the shell was webbed with glowing cracks, energy surging from within.
Suddenly—
BOOM!
A burst of radiant energy erupted from the egg, throwing Aamir backward onto the ground. He coughed, his vision swimming from the explosion of power. As the light began to fade, he blinked—and saw it.
A tiny creature, floating in the air.
No... not just any creature.
A bird. Its feathers shimmered like sapphire flame, its wings made of living blue fire, trailing sparks with every movement. Its eyes burned with intelligence and power.
The Blue Phoenix.
It let out a soft, echoing chirp, then flew around Aamir in circles before gently descending.
Aamir instinctively stretched out his hand.
The Blue Phoenix landed gracefully on his palm. Its warmth was gentle but intense, like holding the sun itself.
Ding!
A notification rang in his mind.
A crimson screen materialized before him.
You have obtained a new pet.
Name: Blue Phoenix
Class: World-Breaker
Element: Blue Flames of protection
Affinity: 100% (Imprinted)
Status: Hatched (Bonded to Aamir Singh)
Aamir’s eyes widened.
"World-Breaker...?"
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