《Marauding Gods (First Draft)》Chapter 50: The Three Princesses of the Duchy of Viermont (Ramia Pov)
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“What a lovely day. I'm in such a good mood.”
“Are you sure it’s a good idea, you’re really going to do this ?” Mael asked a voice filled with anxiety.
Mael and I were on our way to leave my room in the direction to a certain place in the castle, to settle a certain problem that has been plaguing us for several times now.
“Yes, and I know I can count on you to back me up,” I said glancing at a bag he was holding.
“As always, but this time-”
I didn’t leave him time to finish his sentence that I jumped on his back “There’s no but- Who cares about the repercussion, Just let’s go!” I said while pointing in direction of our destination.
“You’re one hell of an optimistic, at times I even wonder if you aren’t just using to have what you want.”
“Who cares, as long as it is for a common goal, isn’t all okay?”
“I guess you’re right. Anyway, get off of me.”
With my arms around his neck, I began to venture them to his armpit to tickle him. “Why? I know you like this.”
“Hey… Stop it… you’re twelve already, don’t you think it’s time to behave like a proper lady…” He paused, then looked back at me, our gaze met “ Sorry…”
“What are you apologizing for.”
After walking for a while we reached a corridor where the guest apartments of the castle were.
We stopped in front of one door in particular, I retrieved the key of that particular door from my pocket, that key wasn’t the original but a double I made the day earlier.
I was about to unlock the door and enter the room when Mael interrupted me.
“Wait, Ramia do you remember what I said?” He whispered.
“Yes, I’ll do it properly, don’t worry.”
I then swiftly opened the room and entered in, and close it behind me.
Upon entering I was immediately greeted by a “You!!” “What are doing here?!” “How did you enter this room.”
Inside the room, three blonde girls sat on the bed, each with equally red eyes like mine, ranging in age from thirteen to fourteen. The three of them had very similar faces, suggesting that they were closely related.
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They were the daughter and nieces of one of our castle guests:
Typhanie: the eldest, she was fourteen, almost fifteen.
Melanie: She was Typhanie’s cousin, just slightly younger than her.
Daphnie: The youngest of the trio, she was the little sister of the Stephanie
“Hello, ladies!” I greeting before going to the center of the room, to move the furniture that could bother to the sideline, so that they won’t bother me with what I’m about to do.
The three of them went to surround me “What are doing?” Typhanie asked while grabbing by the arm, with a voice full of arrogance.
“Oh~ Nothing, I’m just arranging your room,” I said not minding what them the slightest
“You what?!”
“How did you get the key to our room!?”
“We will tell you to Papa!” Daphnie threatened as she left to the door, visibly about to execute her menace, but the moment she reached the door, she realized that it couldn’t be opened.
“What have you done with this door!”
“What’s the meaning of this ugly.” They began to surround me once again, going as far as to push me off to get some answers from me, but nonetheless ignored them.
Having done reorganizing the room, I finally gave them the attention.
I went right in front of Typhanie the eldest, staring her right in the eyes. Given our age difference, she was naturally taller than me, so I had to slightly look up to look at her.
“You know Typhanie, we might share the same color of eyes, and belong to the same lineage, but your eyes, they make me puke.”
Enraged she sent out a slap right onto, but I swiftly blocked it with my left hand,
“I want to thank you - for giving me a legal reason to beat the living shit out of you three.”
“Aauaah!”
“Typhanie.”
I kicked her in the shins, causing her to stagger just enough for her to offer her face as an offering for me. I punched her in the face, and I heard a satisfying bone-cracking noise coming from her jaw. Obviously, I didn't use aina; it was just a raw punch, it just that I sent it out without holding back the slightest.
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My blow sent her flying a few meters further.
“What are doing you bitch!” screamed her cousin Daphnie, grabbing from behind in an attempt to immobilize me.
Melanie went in front of me, and sent out a punch onto me, though “immobilized” by Daphnie, I could pretty much move every part of my body, so when I saw her fist flying into me, I received it with a headbutt.
On the impact, I heard a crack that would make any chiropractor jealous.
“Aaaaah! You bitch!!!” She screamed agitating her hand to appease the pain!
I kicked her in the stomach, which bent her forward, and then, since her face was so generously offered to me, I kicked her again.
I smacked an elbow into Daphnie's gut, and she, who was restraining me, let go of me slightly as a result of the blow.
I took the opportunity to free myself and her from the hair, and from a swift motion used it to slam her on the ground.
Typhanie who has recovered from my blow stood up and summoned magic, and sent out a lightning bolt, straight onto me.
Before it even reached me it, simply disappeared as if it has never existed.
“Poor thing, if you have chosen something else it might have worked on me, but lightning magic! Against me?!.”
I ran straight into her and landed a punch on her face, that sent her straight on the ground, I pinned her on the ground with my knee.
“Look at me, today is the last time you and your idiot of cousins will get in my way! I didn't do anything to you three, but you've never stopped ruining every single day of my life since you arrived. It ends now!”
“Shorry…” She said pitifully, some of her teeth missing.
“No need to apologize… I forgive you all, but first.” I sent out a punch on her face and then another one.
I repeated the process again and again on her and her cousin until the three of them completely lost consciousness.
I then began to put the room furniture back in its place.
After a while, my job being completed, I fixed my hair and arranged my clothing so that there would be no indication of me having been involved in a fight, but I immediately stopped when I noticed that my hands were stained with blood.
I headed to the door, and made two knocks on the door, before opening it, it opened without a problem, unlike when Daphnie tried earlier.
Swiftly slipping outside, I was welcomed by Mael who was waiting for me.
“How was it?” He asked, immediately grabbing both of my hands covered with blood.
“Easy.”
The blood on my hand magically lifts off to form a small spherical mass of blood floating next to Mael's head. On top of that, I noticed that the pain on my forehead and hand from the punching had vanished as if they had never existed.
Once that was done he pressed my hand with his, it didn’t hurt at all, in fact, it even made me laugh.
“Okay~Okay, I did it as we agreed, I knocked both three of them, they are now unconscious, if you don’t hurry I’m afraid they might go to a better place.”
“Aaa~ You…” He said before entering the room.
I stood there for a moment, waiting for him to finish, after around five minutes, he finally came out.
“How was it “doctor”?” I said looking at the bag he was holding.
He showed me the inside of the bag, which contained three transparent bottles, each about a liter and a half in size, and each half-filled with blood.
Look who’s taking advantage of who now.
“You didn’t go easy with them.” He showed me a transparent sachet containing a dozen teeth, obviously the cousins'.
“Spare me, it isn’t my fault if they couldn’t handle my affection. I hope we will become best friends when they will wake up.”
“I doubt it will go that way. Only weirdoes like you and him will get along after trying to kill each other.”
“I suppose you’re right.”
We both laughed nostalgic of that one not-so-old common friend of ours.
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