Unfortunately she didn’t get to think long before one of the guards tackled her and restrained her arms. Pulling her up and dragging her back across the floor in front of the king.

“You…” The old king began, “You dare come to my country and disrespect my courtesy like that?!””

Tulip rebuked “You practically kidnapped me! I don’t care about your pathetic kingdom!”

The dark blue haired man stepped in, looking down on Tulip and smirking, “Well...You’re right on one thing...” The man tilted his glasses up and spoke.

“We did indeed kidnap you. If the hero we summoned was unhelpful we had a few plans for making use of them. Did you know that humans with a hero bloodline level up almost four times easier than other humans?”

“....Hah?” Tulip was disoriented, spears ran across either side of her neck and hung her head below the king like she was being prepared for execution.

‘The hell does this have to do with me?’ Tulip thought.

“You seem confused so let me explain.” The man bent down and whispered the contents of the plan into her ears.

Tulip’s eyes began to flake into grey, she clenched her teeth and spat on the blue haired man.

“I thought you’d be sadder to be honest, I wanted to see some tears” He put on a small sigh and wiped the spit off with a cloth. He then picked up the Black Mages Bracelet, smirking as he walked closer to Tulip.

She was worried.

Scared.

How the hell is this fair?

Each step brought a shaking in Tulip’s eyes, a surge of fear. She went through her options once more. Nothing. She thought and thought, ran circles around her own mind and cracked apart before fixing back together.

Is this…...is this it? Is this what my years of trying to fit in has gotten me? A knife in my back and a bracelet on my wrist?

This isn’t it, this isn’t my life.

And I'll be damned if I'm going to die here!

“Status.” Tulip spoke in a hushed tone, she looked at her status and peered over to the skills.

The blue haired man was in front of her now, he stood straight and tall but he bent down to place the bracelet on her wrist. Before the bracelet was placed on her wrist Tulip spoke again, “Observation”.

The bracelet was now draped around her arm, a thin line of green fissured along it and cracked towards her head.

Tulip's head hung low and drooped downwards, seemingly losing her spirit.

Her face was covered by her hair, deepened by shadows. The blue haired man lifted part of her hair, but all he got was a childlike grin.

“Wh-” Before the man could even finish his word, Tulip grabbed the spear on the right side of her neck and suddenly pulled as hard as possible, sweeping the soldier off his feet and twisting the spear around and into the neck of the second soldier next to her.

She quickly picked herself up onto her feet and kneed the blue haired man in the face. Causing him to fall to the floor with a broken nose.

With her swinging momentum she threw the spear in her hand towards the king, sweeping across the air and plunging into his chest with a thunk.

Everyone in the room was absolutely stunned speechless.

“You idiots! Kill her!” The prince Adrian ignored his dead father and yelled at the soldiers. They seemingly regained their sanity and charged after Tulip, spears raised.

She kicked up the spear from the dead soldier next to her and slashed horizontally, ending numerous guards with one stroke before picking up the blue haired man by the collar with her free hand and running into the mob of men.

Tulip threw the man in front of her and blocked several spears using his body, quickly dashing towards the waist of one of the soldiers.

She pulled out a small dagger, immediately putting it to use in killing the soldier she had stolen it from by stabbing it into his chest.

Jumping out from the crowd and diving into the floor, Tulip did a small roll and ended back up on her feet.

Her eyes darted around the moshpit of soldiers, focusing….observing...hunting...

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Adrian’s initial confidence had shattered. Like a piece of glass falling to the ground. He had lived his entire life in luxury ever since he was born, the finest foods, the finest homes, the finest women.

The only thing he didn’t have was a crown. And even then, he thought after his father died he’d take over but….What the hell was she?!

A weak and feeble woman?

My ass! She’s slaughtering the guards like they're weeds!

Small cries could be heard from the direction where 12 guards used to be, many of the guards ended up killing each other inside the moshpit accidentally, landing on each other's spears. Leaving only a half of the initial number of 12 remaining.

Tulip simply dodged around the guards and pressed the dagger across their necks as she walked. Silencing them at an insane speed.

Her gaze was that of a predator looking at prey. Making all who met her gaze look away subconsciously.

She spared no interest in looking at the servants, or Adrian.

Does a dragon need to spare a thought towards ants? No. They simply need to keep on moving. Just as time does, just as culture does.

And just as people do.

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Blood dripped from Tulip’s shoes and made red shoe prints as she stepped forward, she arrived before the throne and, sparing no thought for the dead king, pulled him off the throne and pushed him off the side.

She took the crown off the king and placed it on her head, only then did she spare a glance towards the servants and Adrian.

“Kneel.” Tulip spoke suddenly, she didn’t need to be very loud anymore since not many people were left to make noise. “W-what?” Both the servants and Adrian were confused by the sudden demand.

Suddenly the dagger in Tulip’s hand flicked out and landed in the thigh of one of the servants. Who subsequently screamed out.

“I said Kneel. Or do you want to end up like them?” Tulip made a small gesture towards the pile of bodies on the floor, making her point clear.

Shivers crept up the spine of everyone in the room, they didn’t dare to argue against her.

“Congratulations your majesty!” One servant said

“We welcome your majesty!” Another spouted with an uneven tone.

They rang out pleasantly in her ears, putting her in a better mood.

“Queen huh? I can get used to that.”

A small panel appeared besides Tulip.

Tomboy Lvl MAX

Description:

A skill only for the most masculine of women. Level depends on the degree of masculinity.

Effects:

Indomitable spirit - Passive Skill - An Unyielding spirit. All mental status effects are ignored and mentality is reinforced. Making acts such as; Killing, stealing, or anything the user would deem deplorable or difficult to do as easy as drinking water.

Hunter's instinct - Active Skill - The Instincts of a Hunter. All stats are boosted by 3x and reflexes are heightened to their MAX, reflex MAX will increase as level increases.

Effect lasts: 10 Minutes