"F***," he cursed, as at the last moment he had crossed his hands together to defend against Victor, but he did not expect his strength to be so overwhelming that his arms felt like they would explode.

Meanwhile, Amber was left speechless by his performance. There were many things about his display that were shocking and even somewhat impossible, and her thoughts began to churn.

’How is his physical strength this high?’

’How is his mana so vast?’

’F**, just how did he awaken this freakish lightning Bloodline?’

’Can I even break the slave contract in the future?’

Her eyes bulged out seeing the destructive power of Victor’s lightning. Not only that, he seemed to possess mana reserves and physical strength comparable to Tier 2, and maybe even Tier 3, which made no sense—he was only a Tier 0 Warlock.

Rumble

Victor then sprinted towards him. Seeing this, Andrew’s face turned grim, and without using his hands, he delivered a kick at Victor’s chest. But to his surprise and horror, his kick passed through his body, which turned into lightning, and instead he got electrocuted.

Bang

He felt Victor punch his stomach, which made him fall onto his back, and to his horror and anger, he saw Victor sit on top of him and raise both his hands.

"Wait... ahhh!"

Bang

Bang

Bang

Victor began raining punch after punch on Andrew’s face, which left the crowd staring at Victor speechlessly. The audience started chattering among themselves as they witnessed the brutal beating.

"T-That Lord Victor... has he always been this vicious?"

"I don’t think so... he looks like he is seeing an illusion."

"Holy s***, what kind of vision did that guy show to make Lord Victor beat him like this?"

"My god, I have never seen such a brutal beating before."

"Why aren’t they stopping the match? It’s clear that Lord Victor is the winner; that guy can’t even defend himself."

"As long as the other party does not surrender, Edward can’t end the match."

Edward, on the other hand, had his mouth agape and his eyebrows twitching as he watched the Lord’s performance. He knew from the start that Victor was not using these skills blindly and had already broken through the illusion.

A thought suddenly popped into his head: ’Is he venting years of frustration from the bullying?’

Edward had seen how Andrew used to bully Victor when the former Lord was alive, and every time they sparred, he would beat Victor up. Now, seeing Victor beat Andrew black and blue, he instantly felt relieved and no longer wanted to interfere. He looked at Amber, who was watching Victor in shock and seemed to have no intention of stopping this, which made his lips curl up as he looked at Andrew with a hint of pity.

Victor launched countless strikes at Andrew, tossing his body around the field like some kind of stress-relief puppet.

Once he was satisfied, Victor stopped attacking and delivered a final blow, his hand turning into a black lightning claw that plunged into Andrew’s chest, killing him instantly.

Again, after a few minutes, Andrew appeared, and seeing Victor about to rush toward him again, he immediately canceled his technique. He saw Victor pause, and light return to his eyes, which made Andrew relieved. His body stiffened when he saw Victor look at him; he could not help it—the brutal beatdown had left a psychological scar in his mind, and fear resurfaced when he saw Victor.

"Ah, what happened?" Victor looked at the crowd and then at Andrew, who was glaring at him, and asked innocently.

"Hmph." Andrew snorted and did not say anything as he simply left the arena with a dark look on his face, and seeing Victor act all innocent made him even angrier, to the point he almost coughed up blood.

"Congratulations, Lord Victor," Edward walked toward Victor and said with a smile. He felt completely refreshed seeing him beat up Andrew like a dog; it was as if he himself had done it.

"Sir Victor, you were amazing," Lilith came running towards Victor and said with sparkling eyes.

"Hah, of course I am amazing," Victor said as he raised his head proudly, and for some reason, he felt satisfaction seeing Lilith look at him like a fangirl.

Amber walked towards Victor with a complicated expression and asked him, "Victor, what was that bloodline? How can it be that strong?"

Victor looked at Edward and Lilith, who were at a distance, and—

Pah

Victor sneakily slapped Amber’s buttocks, which jiggled under the impact.

"You..." Amber’s eyes widened in shock, and her face flushed with shame and anger as she looked around in panic to see if anyone had noticed. She sighed in relief when she saw no one had.

"Hmm, what are you supposed to call me in public?" Victor said in a cold voice, which made her tremble, and her lower lips started trembling seeing his dominant expression.

"You said in private," Amber said through gritted teeth.

Pah

"My slave, my wish," Victor said in a calm tone as he gave another smack on her buttocks, which made her start breathing heavily.

"What, slutty slave, did you get aroused just from this smack?" Victor asked in a mischievous tone.

"Don’t talk nonsense," Amber said in a shaky tone, and her expression changed when she saw him raise his hand to smack her again, and she said in a reluctant tone, "Master."

"Good." Victor nodded with a smile.

Amber took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Master... hm, why is your mana so high?"

Amber asked curiously because she felt the mana was far higher, maybe comparable to a Tier 2, while he was just Tier 0. Even those with special bloodlines that grant more mana compared to others at the same stage did not have this level of mana.

"You really want to know?" Victor asked in a serious voice, and the atmosphere around him changed.

Amber swallowed hard, feeling the solemn atmosphere as if he was about to say something earth-shattering.

"Because I am awesome," Victor said with a smirk. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Amber almost lost her balance and fell to the ground hearing this, and veins popped on her forehead as she had the urge to cut him in half. She snorted and turned around to leave.

"Hmm... are you sick, Sophie? Why is your face so red?" Amber asked, looking at Sophie’s flushed face.

"N-Nothing," she said as she followed Amber.

’Damn, what kind of play are they acting out, and how on earth did he get Young Miss to call him Master?’ Sophie cursed inwardly, as she was the only one who had seen their interaction.