Galaxy Fall: All My Skills Are Maxed-Chapter 114: Don’t Underestimate Me!!

​"Slow down... Mirabella isn’t an enemy. Besides, If she is an enemy, the Devil cult would have attacked the Dragon Empire directly, instead of using such means." Hayatobi said, his calm logic slicing through the tension, causing Yakima to turn to him in surprise.

​"Ok." She stood up, regaining her professional composure, tucking her suspicions away for the mission’s sake.

​"That is all there is to know about this mission..." She stared at Hayatobi, her white Soul Eyes narrowing to gauge his seriousness. "Are the five students ready?"

​"Hmm..." Hayatobi thought for some seconds, mentally scanning the roster of his vanguard elites, and finally nodded his head.

​"Ok, we will send the academy’s invincible five. They will assist you." He decided, officially invoking the highest-ranking student formation within the Dragon Empire’s academy doctrine.

​"Invincible five? Are they that powerful?" Delphine asked in surprise. The royal court was used to hyperbolic titles, but knowing Hayatobi, the title ’invincible five’ wouldn’t just be for fun, right?

​"Yes." Hayatobi nodded his head, absolute certainty in his voice.

​"Good. Send words, these five should meet me in the academy training ground... I need to test their strength personally." Yakima said, her tone leaving no room for argument as she turned and began walking towards the heavy oak door.

​’I wonder what will happen if she sees her younger sister as one of the five,’ Hayatobi thought, staring at Yakima’s retreating back as she walked out of the office.

​"I will also get going." Delphine stood up gracefully, and walked away, quietly closing the door behind her.

​As soon as the latch clicked shut, the heavy atmosphere in the room evaporated.

​"That was fun." Mirabella jumped down from the polished surface of the desk, the sweet still casually tucked in her mouth.

​"Something at least try to be respectful." Hitachi said, turning his head to her.

​"Hey. I am respectful, I even greeted them." Mirabella said defensively, crossing her arms.

​Everyone else in the room blinked in unison.

​’When did she greet them?’ They all thought simultaneously, utterly failing to recall a single moment of proper etiquette from her.

​"Forget that. Both of you are the strongest in the invincible five... And I also know Yakima’s strength." Hayatobi interjected, his face turning incredibly serious. He turned to Hitachi first.

​"You can surrender if you’re outmatched." He advised, knowing the boy’s pride but also the terrifying gap between a student and a Lv300 Guild Leader. He then slowly turned his gaze to Mirabella, a drop of cold sweat forming on his brow.

​"Mirabella, please don’t kill anyone."

​With that terrifyingly necessary warning delivered, he walked towards the door.

​"Oh, Gaga and Merlot, send words to the students, they should all gather in the training ground. We will take this as a class." He said over his shoulder, walking out of the office. Mirabella and Hitachi fell into step, following behind him.

​"Take it as a class?" Gaga was completely speechless, staring at Merlot as if the Master Teacher had finally lost his mind. Pit lower-level students against the White Calamity for an audience? It was madness.

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​[Dragon Academy’s Training Ground]

​The training ground was a colossal, open-air amphitheater built from reinforced obsidian, laced with glowing barrier runes designed to absorb catastrophic impacts.

​"What are you planning, Yakima?" Delphine asked, staring at Yakima, who was methodically taking off her heavy outer clothes and placing them neatly on a stone chair.

​"My father never acknowledged anyone without knowing their strength." Yakima said, her voice steady as she began removing the heavy, gravity-forged bangles on her wrists. Each one hit the ground with a sickening, heavy thud that cracked the stone.

​"I had to fight him for three days straight without rest before he recognized me. But in front of that girl... It’s like I am nothing... Weak." She said with gritted teeth, placing the last of the restriction bangles down. The passive ambient energy around her immediately doubled in density.

​"Then why drag others in it?" Delphine asked in confusion, gracefully sitting down on the bench beside the chair, her orange eyes tracking the flow of Yakima’s unbound energy.

​"My Princess. I can’t just challenge her to a duel, she will surely refuse, but by doing this. She won’t." Yakima sighed, her shoulders dropping slightly as the weight of her rank settled over her.

​"I am not angry or anything... I am way beyond that." She looked down at her calloused hands, hands that had built and protected a guild. "Although I look young, I am already 30 years old, and I have positions and people to look after. I am no longer a child who wants to prove herself." She gave a small, weary smile.

​"I just want to know why she is so arrogant."

​Before Delphine could reply, she turned to the grand archway doors and raised an elegant eyebrow. She watched as a massive wave of students started flooding inside, their murmurs echoing off the walls as they all hurriedly moved towards the tiered seats on the higher sections of the training ground.

​"I am confused, why are they all here?" Delphine asked in confusion.

​"I don’t know, Princess." Yakima said in equal confusion, her white eyes locking onto the entrance. She stared at Hayatobi, who was walking confidently towards the two of them with five specific students following closely behind him.

​"This is just practice... And I want the others to learn something from it." Hayatobi said, a broad, unapologetic smile on his face as he gestured to the packed stands.

​Yakima narrowed her eyes, systematically scanning the auras of the five youths. She stared at Mirabella, Hitachi, Rose, Aurelia, and Austin standing behind Hayatobi.

​"Are these the Invincible five?" She asked, her tone laced with clear disappointment. Aside from the Azul boy, they looked like standard, untested elites. And her own sister? It felt like a joke.

​"They don’t look like it, but don’t underestimate them." Hayatobi said, crossing his massive arms on his chest.

​"Hmph!"

​Yakima scoffed dismissively. "Even my weak sister made it to the invincible five... Anyway, let’s start the training."

​She turned sharply, her white hair whipping through the air, and walked towards the center of the vast Arena. She stood at the absolute center of the training ground, radiating authority.

​"I hope you already told them what all this is about?" Yakima asked, her voice infused with spirit energy, reverberating all over the massive amphitheater so every student could hear.

​"Yeah... They know." Hayatobi said with a smile. Behind him, Austin, Aurelia, and Rose were already sweating nervously, fully aware they were about to step into the ring with a living legend.

​"Ok, all of you. Come together!" Yakima yelled, gesturing with her hand, fully intending to wipe the floor with all five simultaneously to save time.

​"Not allowed." Hayatobi raised his hand, stopping her declaration in its tracks.

​"Austin, Aurelia and Rose will face you together, but Hitachi and Mirabella will face you solo." He said, stepping in to orchestrate the match. He was actively trying to help his daughter avoid a chaotic team fight where Mirabella’s catastrophic multipliers might accidentally trigger and end her life.

​"Huh?" Yakima was stunned for a fraction of a second, but then her face turned completely cold, misinterpreting his protective interference as a blatant insult to her capabilities.

​"Lord Hayatobi, are you underestimating me?!" She yelled.

​BOOOOOOM!

​A terrifying wave of pure, red spirit energy burst out from her core, shooting violently into the sky like a localized crimson pillar. The sheer pressure of a Lv300 aura crashing down sent shockwaves through the arena, shocking all the students seated in the stands and making it difficult to breathe.

​"Ok then!! I will show you my strength again! Three of you, come on!" Yakima yelled, her Soul Eyes glowing with an intense, unyielding light as she prepared to obliterate the first trio.