Suddenly twelve palm-size tri-colored roses rose from the ground and floated up while spinning gently.

This sudden development caught off guard many people; most duke and Princes have no idea where these roses came from. Only Kings and above had sensed them when I am sneakily releasing them in the underground.

Releasing these roses has put me under immense strain. Ive using four moves simultaneously. It might now be shown on my face, but it was like torture to me 

James also noticed them and instantly become alert, the lines on his body shone even more brightly, and aura of his exploded further as he came at me like a furious tiger which wanted to tear me apart.

CLANNNG CLANNNG CLANNNG…

He launched one furious attack after another that my body started shaking my the sheer force of it. There too much energy coming at me, though the runes are sucking up all, such attacks leaving an impact on my body.

If this continued for a few seconds, then it won't be long before I had to take a step back to manage the impact despite my runes accepting all energy coming toward me.

But unfortunately, he won't get those seconds he needs to build enough momentum to start pushing me back. The roses have already turned into huge petals, and now they are coming toward us.

Soon the petals covered us as they transformed into the beautiful rose in the center of which we are fighting.

Buzz!

As rose assembled, it shone lightly, and next moment all the movements of James had stopped. 

That is barely able to twitch able move an inch despite using all its power, which is quite surprising seeing the rose they became statues and barely move their throat muscles to let out the guttural roars.

"Ahhhh…."

James let out a roar, and a powerful aura burst out of him; it was extremely powerful that it gave him the energy to take steps toward me. I was shocked seeing that, and instantly moved four vines and bound him.

The vines sucked the blazing aura releasing out of him and formed a cocoon that now, except for his head, James could not move anything.

"You Lost," I said to James, with him completely bound in Vine and Rose, there is no way he could get of it unless he could burst out with the power of King Stage.

James did not seem to hear the voice and continued trying to break free while roaring wildly; it appeared to have entered some kind of state; it will be wise for me to keep him bound till he released from whatever stage he is in.

James' strange state lasted for a minute before he suddenly calmed down. The lines on his body desspeared, and his eyes and hair turned back to normal.

"I lost," James said; there was no disappointment or sadness in his eyes, just calmness which underneath blazing battle spirit is burning,

"It was a good fight." He said as I unfurled the vines and called back rose, "Yes, it was." I said this fight was very satisfying, made me stretched to my limit.

When I walked out of the ring, I found under the attention of many gazes, and for some reason, they looked; I feel like big bad hungry wolves staring at me as if I am their food.

"Brat, you are sneaky like that mother of yours; just when you thought you are winning, she will hit you with the sneaky move." Said James's father in a booming voice.

"Thank You, Lord Radcliff," I said; he seemed to have fought with my mother, but I wouldn't know; she never much talked about the life she once had.

I walked toward the teacher with all the powerhouse gazes; they all looked at me with different stares weighing me from the different angles, wanting to find out about me all they can.

It feels quite endearing to be in the gazes of all these people and make every step I took is difficult. If any normal person to feel such eyes instead of me, he would have fallen dead under such unconscious pressure.

"Headmistress, if I am not wrong, that vines move of your student can be used to harness essence right, that is how he heals and also create those Essense Roses from the Grimm Monster."

"What will you do if he began to use that move of humans and harvest their essence of humans like that of Grimm Monsters ?" A person asked, a Tyrant Stage powerhouse from the Hawthorn Sea.

As the question rang out in the hall, all conversation quieted down, and suddenly a humongous aura spread through the ballroom. The aura was powerful that it stopped my heart breath, and I have become incapable of even twitching my finger.

I am not the only one who felt the aura's suppressiveness; all the people felt it, especially Tyrants; each and everyone had an expression of shock on their faces as if they could not believe what they are seeing.

All of them are staring at the Professor from whose body this powerful aura burst out.

"Josie." Said the teacher and put a hand on the Professor's shoulder; as she did, the aura from Professor desspeared from her expression eased while on the other hand, a soft smile appeared on the teacher's face as she looked at Tyrant powerhouse Hawthorn sea.

"Morality, Sir Statham, we teach morality to all our students, especially exceptional students; it is what I taught to Micheal seeing his vines being capable of harvesting essences of all live beings, including humans."

"It is what Lady Headmistress Helena taught to her student Ramona Hawthorn when she saw her Abyssal Flames capable of harvesting essence of any being they touched, and that is what Matron is teaching the one who Inheritance the same abyssal Inheritance as Ramona Hawthorn." Replied the teacher with a smile, directly invoking their fearsome founder's name, who was a student of the academy.