THE USELESS PRINCE-Chapter 48: Someone Must Die

In the blink of an eye, with the speed of a wild beast, faster than the speed of lightning, Lucian successfully stood right in front of Van.

He didn’t say anything, only showing a gaze filled with anger and hostility, even though Van clearly didn’t do anything to him.

In just 2 seconds, dozens of slashes with a speed that no human could keep up with were launched by Lucian.

The smile on Van’s lips froze, he was forced to concentrate extremely hard to avoid these attacks.

By using Magician’s Footstep, he had dodged most of the slashes, but how much longer could he dodge?

Lucian’s attack speed did not change, it even got faster, while Van was getting more tired by the second.

Van tried to retreat many times, but each time, Lucian would definitely appear in front of him again.

The moment one of these slashes took his life, it was only a matter of time. He was forced to counterattack.

He increased the speed of his punches even though it would consume more of his stamina. Having to accelerate to dodge and attack at the same time was not something any human could endure.

But in order to survive, Van was forced to do so.

Dozens, no, hundreds of punches were thrown at Lucian, continuously hitting the parts that would make him tired faster, but...

...For some reason, Lucian was still the same, still wearing the expression of a madman, not weakening even a little.

Everything fell silent, only Lucian’s scream, the sound of slashes being swung as if to cut through everything, Van’s gasps, and Ash’s footsteps could be heard.

"Fuck!"

Van immediately gave up on attacking, using all his speed to jump back.

But...with a speed that even surpassed his, Lucian grabbed his opponent’s ankles, much to Van’s horror.

Without wasting any more time, he immediately slammed him straight into the snow below, sending them flying everywhere. Van’s face was buried in the snow, completely unable to fight back.

He felt cold.

But that wasn’t all Lucian wanted to do.

He grabbed his ankles even tighter, as if to crush them, then spun him around a few times before releasing it, sending him flying straight towards a nearby tree trunk like a broken doll.

"Who’s the toy now, you piece of shit?"

Van slammed into the tree trunk, spitting out a bunch of blood, and with the injuries on his body, he had become much weaker.

He struggled to stand up, but was then kicked hard in the middle of his stomach by Ash.

Blood continuously gushed out of his mouth, it was no longer spitting out blood but something more terrifying.

But Van wasn’t dead yet, he was still alive, but he had weakened to a pitiful extent.

With all his remaining strength, he used Magician’s Footstep and charged straight towards Canis, who was tiredly watching everything that was happening.

Ash and Lucian just stood there, not intending to do anything. The reason was simple, they didn’t believe that Canis would lose to such a person.

And that was also the truth.

"Argh!" Dragon Slayer pretended to fall into the thick snow when he saw Van.

"...Hahaha, it seems like in the end... I’m still the winner..." He let out a mocking laugh and slowly walked towards Dragon Slayer.

He was truly a psychopath, his personality always changing without warning.

Canis pretended to have a terrified expression, but in reality, he was observing Van’s every move closely, waiting for the right moment to come to him.

And then, that opportunity finally came.

When Canis and Van were only 1 meter apart, he didn’t waste this opportunity and instantly grabbed a handful of snow and threw it straight at the psychopath’s eyes.

Causing him to be blinded for a moment.

But that was more than enough for him.

Grabbing the cheap spear beside him, Canis quickly stabbed it as deep as possible into the center of Van’s abdomen. His eyes flashed with a cold glint, showing no remorse for his actions.

After all, Dragon Slayer was one of the geniuses who had been admitted to Awakened Academy thanks to a scholarship.

So of course this was the least he could do to prove his worth.

When he realized that the spear could no longer penetrate any deeper, Canis pulled it out of Van’s stomach, revealing a rather deep hole that was continuously oozing blood.

Although Van couldn’t see inside his body, he could feel that some of the internal organs were no longer functioning.

Blood continuously flowed from Van’s wounds.

His eyes could no longer maintain the carefree and playful look they had before.

He felt pain, as if he was slowly dying. The entire world was gradually becoming bland in his eyes, no longer having any color.

It’s been a long time since he last felt this kind of pain. And he didn’t like this feeling at all.

Wait, was it pain? Or was it some other feeling?

Van collapsed into the snow, completely motionless.

Was he... feeling scared? Van? Van was scared? That couldn’t be! He refused to believe it!

However, the truth was almost too obvious. He was scared, so scared that he was willing to do anything to continue living. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

At the same time, the sound of footsteps on the snow slowly became clearer to Van. Someone was approaching.

The person’s footsteps were light and indifferent, but for some reason, Van felt that they were extremely deadly. As if when the footsteps stopped completely, he would die.

Van tried to raise his head to see who it was, only to find the Third Prince of the Voidveil Empire approaching him.

His right hand was empty, but his left hand was holding a sword surrounded by a beautiful, sparkling golden aura.

He didn’t show much emotion, just cooly glaring at the person lying on the snow like a disgusting bug - Van.

And after a few more steps, Ash finally stopped.

The distance between him and Van wasn’t too big, but it wasn’t too close either. Just enough for Ash to react if Van intended to attack him.

"Any last words?" Ash said, pressing the tip of his sword against Van’s head.

At that moment, all the hope inside Van had completely disappeared, giving way to an irreparable despair.

It didn’t take Van long to realize that today would be the day he would die.

He gritted his teeth, trying to get out each word:

"...Yes..."

"...Is that so? But unfortunately, I don’t want to hear it."

The sword swung down, mercilessly, blowing away everything in front of Ash. And with that same strike, Van’s entire body disappeared into nothingness.

Leaving no corpse, no blood, as if he had never existed in this world.