Chapter 4 Enemy
This radiant and sincere smile, on a rainy winter day, was like warm sunshine, also leaving the future Bullet Queen and her two loyal companions speechless.
By now, they could determine that this guy who came to their team, who was said to be uneducated and only 16 years old, was absolutely not simple. Not only did he possess great strength, but even when facing the Storm Queen's aura, he was still calm and composed.
No matter what kind of thoughts he holds in his heart, just this demeanor, this temperament, is enough to make people feel admired.
"It wouldn't be bad if there was someone like that as a companion for the trial." Sigmund gave his own suggestion.
"But if he's really a mole, then we can't just leave him be." Lillian's gaze darted back and forth, her tone somewhat eager, "Miss Feena, do you want me to try testing him?"
"There's no need for that." Fiona shook her head, "It was said from the beginning, if you can pass the assessment on the training ground, then you are a member of my team. Since it is a promise that has already been made, naturally it must be kept."
Moreover, Feina didn't think that Midee really harbored any malicious intentions. If he did, he could have just quietly laid low and waited for the right moment to strike after passing the test of the six puppets, rather than making such a strong and eye-catching first impression.
Middy was sincere, and Fiona's intuition told her so.
"Medi? Ah, Slacks, from now on you're a member of my team." Looking at the black-haired boy in front of her who was wiping away sweat beads from his forehead, Feena finally spoke up. "What we need to do next is very simple, just get first place in the trial, can you keep up?"
"I'll do my best." Meddy replied, catching his breath.
Sigmund's admiration, Lilian's suspicion, and the recognition from the Storm Queen all brought a warmth to Midie's heart. Having risked exposure of his true strength and exhausted himself to achieve this victory, he had finally gotten some return on his investment.
Even if it's not to the extent of "trust", at least I've truly entered Fina's field of vision, and from now on, in the trials, if any situation arises, my suggestions will at least carry some weight, and won't be directly ignored.
This is the first goal that Miti wants to achieve.
However, this battle also made Midori realize his current limits once again - the young man was actually far from being as relaxed as he seemed on the surface. Just the initial dodge had already consumed most of his mental energy, and afterwards it was all relying on years of skill to respond to the attacks. Not to mention the burden of using a technique like Kiri no Nihon with a human swordsman's body, but the battle of attrition against eight mid-level puppets almost left him breathless.
After all, this body is still a young master, and the soul that inhabits it may be full of grand ambitions after rebirth, but its physical quality is still far from keeping up.
Strength, now myself, need more strength.
Just as Mide was thinking, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, the training ground's gate was suddenly opened.
The neat and uniform footsteps of the attendants continued to sound, heavier than the continuous rain, beating in everyone's heart. These well-trained guards were lined up in two rows, leaving a straight path in the middle that led directly to the outside of the training ground, where the luxurious carriage pulled by eight pure-blood horses had just stopped.
A blond-haired young man slowly got off the bus, his physique was very tall and majestic, already similar to that of an adult. His short hair, like a golden wheat ear, set off a handsome yet cold face.
The moment the young man stepped into the training grounds, the air, which was originally filled with a warm and humid scent, somehow became filled with the smell of gunpowder. Even Siegmond and Lilian, who were usually calm and collected, had their eyes become serious, while only Fina, who feared nothing in heaven or earth, still wore her usual mocking smile full of composure.
And Mediana's two black pupils suddenly contracted violently at this moment.
"Fenrir...Seth..." He whispered this name softly in his mouth.
One scene after another from past life and present life emerged from the depths of memory, causing Midie's fists to clench tightly.
This youth, named after the legendary Ice Wolf, was the chief heir of the Seth family, who represented the Senatorial faction. At this point in time, he could barely be considered a "comrade-in-arms" on the same front line as himself, since the Aslex family was still on the side of the Senatorial faction for now.
It was Fenrir's instigation that made me, who had never had any ambition, want to get involved in the struggle between the Queen's faction and the Senator's faction. Moreover, with the pressure from the Seth family behind him, using both soft and hard tactics, Midy's father, even if he felt helpless about his son's behavior, could not help but nod and yield.
It was just that the Earl's family, Ashlex, had become a disposable pawn in the struggle for power, and Midee didn't even realize it, thinking he had gotten attention.
Looking back now, these actions were utterly ridiculous.
If it were just that, then so be it, and one can't blame others for being foolish. The world of the nobility is originally a cruel and heartless world decorated with luxury, etiquette, and smiles, where there are winners and losers, which is also normal.
But what Fenrir and his family did was much more ruthless.
After the Storm Queen Fiona was injured in the trial, the Seth family not only launched various political offensives but also pushed all the responsibility onto the head of Middy's family, without fulfilling the original agreement at all.
When the Delos Empire launched its invasion, the Sess family, who had always been self-proclaimed "national representatives", suddenly defected and became traitors, handing over the entire country. Fenrir even became a vanguard for the empire, brutally slaughtering and suppressing many people of the Bellmard Kingdom.
In the meantime, Medea's family suffered particularly severe persecution. Both parents were executed with extreme penalty, and the entire earldom was burned to the ground, leaving no one behind.
Even when Midgard fled for many years, finally established the "Falcon Team" and started a new life on the continent of Arad as an adventurer, Fenrir, who had already awakened twice, still ruthlessly suppressed himself in various large-scale battles, even stabbing him in the back.
If anything, Fina and Elysia's deaths are more or less connected with Fenrir's meddling.
Is it because both of them are Kishin, but I coincidentally acquired a stronger Oni God?
Or did Bellmère, the most eye-catching and unattainable Bullet Queen, choose herself in the end?
Midi didn't know why Fenrir hated himself so much, or if he was jealous of him, but it was clear that the deep-seated hatred between them could never be resolved. He had no doubt that in this life, as long as Fenrir had the chance, he would still ruthlessly sacrifice him without hesitation, and still coldly and mercilessly crush his bones to ashes.
In fact, haven't you already been used as cannon fodder?
A cold and self-mocking smile floated at the corner of Mi Di's mouth.
In the memories of the previous life, he and Fenrir had little intersection in their school days, and to avoid suspicion, they even took a completely indifferent attitude towards Fina's team.
But this time it's different, the training ground is crowded with people, and Midy's message about "Inferno Challenge" must have reached the opponent's ears. Fenrir hurried over, probably because the original cannon fodder had become a powerful force, so he had to appear in person, on the one hand trying to shake Fina, on the other hand, to win him over.
However, Middy, who had long known that his opponent was heartless and ruthless, how could he possibly fall for it again?
"Arrived just in time. Why not take this opportunity to thoroughly sever ties with the congressional faction and stop being a pawn!" Midy thought, striding forward with large steps.
"I heard someone passed the infamous 'Inferno' challenge, so I came to take a look," Fenrir said with a smile, his expression calm and collected. "I didn't expect it to be you."
"Thank you for your kind words, Lord Fenrir." Middy replied calmly with standard noble etiquette.
"Being able to overcome the fierce flames is worth celebrating, come to the Elf King Court Hotel tonight and I'll invite some friends to celebrate with you." Fenrir said, thinking for a moment before adding in a loud voice with a mischievous grin, "And that chick you wanted last time, I'll bring her along too. Anyway, I'm already bored with her, might as well give her to you."
This is more like an order than an invitation. As for the purpose, it's not really to celebrate Middy, but rather to remind and intimidate Feena that this strong member of your team is mine. Of course, Middy can also expect that at the banquet, Fenrir will try every means to figure out his true intentions.
It's just a few simple words, but it has achieved the effect of sowing discord and winning over, this Fenrir is indeed not simple.
But this aristocratic game was meaningless to the reborn Mide, and thinking of the miserable previous life, he didn't have the mind to pretend at all, but directly shook his head: "I don't have time to attend your banquet, Lord Fenrir, and I'm not interested either."
Fenrir blinked his eyes and a hypocritical aristocratic smile floated on his face, for an instant thinking he had misheard.
As the eldest heir of the Sess family, wherever he goes, whether in his territory or in the academy, isn't he the object of flattery from others? Not to mention among peers, even true nobles bow their heads before him, and they are absolutely not a minority.
If it were the Storm Queen, that would be one thing, but what is this Midie in front of me? The son of a count, at best, with territory not far from the Duke's territory of the Seth family, there was no room for choice, and he could only become a vassal of the great nobles, the vanguard of the Senatorial faction.
But this kid actually dared to be so rude to himself, Fenrir's handsome face was twisted with anger.
"You're crazy." Fenrir slightly pursed his lips, restoring the condescending attitude from earlier, and coldly sneered, "In front of the Seth family, you're just a small noble at best! You only passed the Flame Challenge, yet you really think you're something? With just a slight movement of my finger, you and your entire family will be worse off than dead!"
"If you want war, then I'll give you a war." Middy replied calmly, looking at Fenrir's gaze, calm and sharp, without any emotional fluctuations.
This was not a result of his mind being clouded by hatred, nor was it an impulsive act driven by hot blood, but rather the outcome of careful calculation.
Whether from a personal perspective or from the perspective of the family, there is an irreconcilable conflict between the Seth family and their own family, which will eventually lead to a split. If they continue to drag on now, still maintaining their subordination to the Seth family, the result will not be to gain any protection or benefit, but rather to pay more and more costs.
After all, the other party has never had any sincerity, but just wanted to bully what they thought was a cannon fodder.
In that case, it's better to have a complete rupture from the start and shatter all invisible shackles.
Although the earl's territory of the family is indeed not far from the duchy of the Sess family, it is not directly adjacent. Even if the other party really mobilizes troops, it will take some twists and turns. Now it happens to be during the trial period of the college, all the major forces in the principality are extremely sensitive, even the Sess family dare not act rashly, which has won time.
If we can just get through this period of time, soon, with the arrival of the Great Flame of Gran, the value of the Earl's territory where the Mide family is located will be constantly revealed.
Since it's come to this, why not break free early and shatter all the restraints and shackles that bind your own family!