"Alright ladies, one at a time, or all three of you," he rubbed his beard grinning, "I am quite confident in my endurance."

Diana looked at him coldly.

He met her eyes, smiled creeply.

"Oh that coldness, you are more than these fiesty little girls. It's obvious now how you tamed that little commoner," he laughed.

Diana's eyes widened.

"He must enjoy being stepped on by your royal feet. Ah, what would you expect of a commoner."

The cround went silent.

"Watch your words, he is still of royal blood," said Ella with a murderous gaze.

The king didn't speak a word.

"Oh I am sorry, I apologize. He is of royal blood that's for sure. Then, what about his mother?" Elric turned to face Amine smiling.

The king still couldn't speak, even if Elric provoked Amina. He couldn't fight back a prince of another country for someone who is not even a concubine in front of all these guests.

He swallowed his anger.

Elric bit his lips looking at her up and down, "I can understand your royal majesty, that erotic body is immensely desirable."

Silence.

The king ripped the armrest of his throne.

Just as he was about to stand up he froze, started sweating, shaking in fear. His pupils trembeled crazily.

He sat down without saying a word.

Everyone could see the King's fear.

The same expression was on Ella, Allen, Rai, Rin, Diana. Who stood there with their eyes darkened, as if they saw something terrorizing them.

Elric looked at the King confused like the rest of the crowd.

He hurriedly got behind Diana, "I am not surprised your man likes to be stepped on by your royal highness. After all he got it all from his mother."

Elric was smiling like a madman, as he put his hand on Diana’s shoulder.

She was like a dead person standing, moving at the slightest touch.

Slash.

The whole crowd's eyes widened, even Jackal, who was proud of his little brother moments ago.

Elric didn't seem to understand what was happening, noticing the crowd's expressions.

He suddenly felt a little tinkling in his arm.

He turned slowly, noticing the blood on his arm, flooding madly from his fingers.

His face slowly formed a scream with his mouth open.

He raised his eyes to see Diana, who was still standing like a corpse, expressionless.

He hurriedly held his hand, screaming, pouring all his magic to heal himself.

His brother Jackal joined him.

"HOW DARE YOU! YOU FUCKING BITCH! Y-YOU BITCH!" Sreamed Elric with all his lungs, saliva dripping from his mouth.

His hand slowly went back to its normal state.

Jackal comforted him, then turned to Diana. "How dare you act like this towards my brother, over words towards a commoner!"

They both stood up, smiling creeply.

"Do you understand the severity of your actions? My brother here needs compensation! Otherwise the relationship between our kingdoms will worsen because of you!" Spoke Jackal again with a cold smile.

Elric started laughing, he walked back towards Diana, "If you compensate me well, this won't reach my father, and everyone here will forget what happened." He smiled creeply at her.

All of a sudden Diana raised her eyes. Her cold, dead eyes, became dark brown, shrinking.

The world became silent for everyone in the hall, footsteps were heard approaching, but no one looked for the sound, focused on Diana's eyes.

"You," she stared at Elric, "are fucked."

The footsteps grew near.

Elric and Jackal started laughing at her words.

Suddenly they saw a figure behind her, walking towards them.

Cayn was approaching them, coming up from behind Diana.

His left hand was in his pocket, his forearms were huge, it's muscles lined up as if they were painted. His right hand was open, twitching as if he was grabbing an imaginary ball, cracking. His veins on both hands were shaking violently.

No one dared to raise their heads to meet his eyes, even Jackal and Elric were too focused on his steps and hands.

As he walked past Diana she looked down unconsciously, everyone followed, even the two brothers.

He stood in front of Elric, who was still looking down at the shaking hand.

Cayn's hand glitched.

Elric, who was staring blankly, at the hand, saw his vision falling to the ground.

He could see his body still standing, as his head rolled in the ground.

No one could move nor react.

His consciousness was slowly fading, when finally in his field of vision showed Cayn's face.

Cayn looked straight ahead at the body, not minding the head on the ground.

His dragon eyes were red, his black eyebrows meeting. His teeth were clenched, veins drawn on his head, his hair was dancing wildly.

He didn't look away from Elric's body that slowly fell to the ground.

No one dared to raise their heads, nor could Jackal help his brother. Everyone was trembeling, horrified.

No one could see what was happening.

A blue enegry appeared from Elric's body and head.

It slowly dissipated, showing the figure of Elric standing.

He had a blank expression at first, then slowly came back to himself fidgeting, touching his whole body, feeling his attached neck.

He looked at his hands, he screamed happily "I am IMMORTAL, I don't know what you did with your commoner tricks, but my ROYAL FAMILY HAS BEEN BLESSED BY THE WATER GOD HIMSE-"

His vision fell to the ground once again with a thud.

Looking again at the figure of Cayn standing in front of him.

The energy appeared once again swallowing the corpse.

Elric stood again, this time he stared at Cayn in horror.

He staggered back, moved his arm between him and Cayn begging, "Ple-Please wai-"

His vision, fell to the ground once again, this time he could feel the immense pain of his head being torn apart as it dropped on the ground.

The blue energy appeared.

Elric stood.

He fell to the ground, holding both his hand up in front of his neck, screaming. "WAI-"

His vision, with a sound of flesh being ripped, fell to the ground.

The energy appeared.

Elric stood up again, expressionless, as if he lost himself with the immense pain.

He suddent met Cayn's red eyes, with his silk black hair falling on them.

He came back to himself.

"YOU SON OF A-"

His head, fell to the ground once again.

The process kept repeating, while Elric's expression only worsened with the pain intensifying.

His screaming voice was the only sound in the hall. No one knew what Cayn was doing to him.

The screams grew louder, and Elric was still enable to fight back.

He stood up once again.

He fell to the ground, shaking trying to get away, peeing himself, deeply traumatized. The tattoos on his face dissapeared, "P-Please, I will really die this time."

Jackal was the only one to finally raise his head hearing his brother's words, noticing the blessing of their God was gone.

He came to himself, confused as to why he didn't react to Cayn's actions from the beginning.

But before he could utter a world.

"Enough," spoke Amina coldly.

Cayn paused for a moment, then raised his hand, forming a punch. Everyone could hear his entire hand cracking as he moved.

He approached Elric, who was shaking his head in fear.

THUD.

He punched Elric's face to the ground.

The whole crowd screamed, as the entire ground of the palace hall grumbled and broke.

Cayn raised his arm and started walking to his mother’s side, standing behind her seat.

His mother was staring coldly at the crowd, not at all shaken by what happened.

And Cayn still had a bloody expression on his face.

they both painted an amazing drawing. The goddess and her knight, admired by everyone in the hall.

He snapped his fingers, the whole hall returned to its original state.

Elric's body that was smashed and unconscious, held by his brother who was shaking.

"I shall bring this to my father's ears!" Raged Jackal.

"I believe this was merely a spar between young children wasn't it," smiled the king, "My son here isn't too familiar with royal etiquette as he lived alongside commoners as you said, so his actions may seem a bit disrepectful to your highness. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive him."

The crowd could only nodd their heads to the words of the king, as they were also of the same opinion.

Jackal's eyes widened, the same trick his brother used turned on them.

He already knew his father wouldn't care, and would only rage if he knew that they started trouble to his plans. But he couldn't even bluff his way out right now. He gritted his teeth furiously and took his brother out the hall.

Everyone turned their eyes to see the mother and son.

"I hope my son didn't ruin your night. Please, enjoy yourselves," said Amina with her gentle voice.

Everyone nodded, bewitched.

The hall was once again, filled with lively talk.