The Villainess is my fiance: But she is gentle towards me-Chapter 239 -: I will finish you both!

The girl’s laughter rang out across the frozen field.

"Don’t be in such a hurry." She took one light step forward.

BOOM!

The air behind her burst apart. Snow scattered in every direction as her body vanished.

In the next blink she appeared above Duke Sant. Her long black hair spread in the wind as she raised the spear with both hands.

The strike came down like lightning.

The spear stabbed forward so fast that it almost disappeared from sight.

"We will kill you either way!!"

CLANG!

Duke Sant moved at the last moment. He lifted his sword and turned it sideways, using the flat side of the blade to block.

The spear tip slammed against the sword.

The impact was so strong that Duke Sant’s feet left the ground.

His body flew backward through the cold air. The force made his injured chest burn with pain.

But Duke Sant did not lose his focus.

The moment he felt the wind behind his back shift..

He knew. Another attack.

WHOOSH!

A second spear shot toward him from behind. This strike was heavier.

Stronger.

The brother had moved.

Duke Sant twisted his body in the air. His sword moved again.

CLANG—SKREEECH!

This time he did not block directly. He tilted the blade to the side.

The spear slid along the edge of the sword.

Bright sparks flew in the air as metal scraped against metal. The harsh screeching sound cut through the quiet battlefield.

The spear missed him by a hair.

Duke Sant landed on his feet and moved at once. His body turned.

His leg shot forward.

THUK!

His boot slammed straight into the man’s stomach.

The force of the kick pushed the man back. His body flew across the air for several meters before he regained his balance.

At the same moment—

The girl had already caught up. She raised her spear high above her head. Her playful smile grew wider.

Cold mist gathered around her hand.

Crack... crack... crack...

Suddenly, spears began to appear in the sky. Long spears made of pure ice.

One. Two. Ten. Twenty.

Soon the air above her was filled with them.

Dozens of ice spears floated in the sky, their sharp tips pointing down.

"Hehehe."

The girl covered her mouth as she giggled.

"Dodge this, geezer."

She waved her hand. The moment her hand moved—

The ice spears shot forward.

They rushed toward Duke Sant like a rain of deadly arrows.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The sky screamed as the spears cut through the air. Duke Sant narrowed his eyes.

He raised his sword slightly.

"Earth."

The moment the word left his mouth—

RUMBLE... RUMBLE... RUMBLE...

The frozen ground beneath him shook.

A huge chunk of earth suddenly broke free from the ground. Ice and snow were still stuck on its surface.

The giant block of earth rose into the air and moved in front of him like a shield.

Duke Sant raised his sword again.

"Fire."

Red light burst out from the blade. Hot lava appeared along the edge of the sword. It flowed like thick liquid fire.

The lava moved forward and spread across the earth wall. In seconds the entire wall was covered in burning heat.

The ice spears arrived.

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

The sky filled with loud explosions.

Every spear of ice slammed into the burning earth wall. Some shattered on impact.

Some melted the moment they touched the lava.

Steam exploded into the air as ice turned into water.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The wall shook again and again under the heavy attacks.

Behind the shield, Duke Sant clicked his tongue.

"Tsk."

He kept one hand on his sword while watching the destruction in front of him.

"I learned this from Vivian..."

His voice was low.

"But I don’t have the earth element as my main element."

The wall in front of him trembled slightly. His control over it was rough. Not smooth.

"This is far weaker than his."

He remembered his grandson.

Vivian.

That boy had something rare.

Five elements as his main elements.

Something that almost never appeared in history.

When Vivian controlled earth...

It felt as if the earth itself obeyed him. As if he was the lord of the ground.

Mountains moved.

Walls rose like living things. Compared to that...

Duke Sant’s control looked crude.

But it was enough. Another explosion shook the wall.

The last few ice spears shattered against the lava shield. Steam slowly drifted through the air.

Duke Sant lowered his sword slightly. His sharp eyes looked forward again.

He was not worried about Vivian. Not now.

Right now Vivian was fighting that strange clown.

And Duke Sant trusted him.

....

....

The thick smoke slowly spread across the battlefield.

Nothing could be seen inside it.

The air was still full of drifting snow, steam, and gray dust from the shattered ice spears. Small pieces of melted ice fell to the ground like rain.

Above the smoke, the girl floated calmly in the cold wind.

Her long black hair moved gently behind her as she giggled to herself.

"Hehe..."

She leaned forward slightly and tried to peek through the smoke.

"Is it over?"

Her playful voice echoed across the battlefield.

"That old geezer really thought he could kill us."

She placed a hand on her hip and laughed louder.

"Won’t you agree, bro!?"

From the distance, her brother was already flying toward her. His face remained calm as always, his single arm holding the spear tightly.

The girl stretched lazily in the air.

"It’s really unfortunate we can’t maintain this form for long," she said with a small sigh.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Otherwise I would have loved to play with his grandson."

Her voice sounded cheerful, but there was something dark hidden behind the words.

"When we fought him in Count Harencross’ estate, you kept suppressing me," she continued while pouting slightly.

"If we had gone all out, we could have gotten him."

She flew closer to her brother while mumbling to herself.

"And you even promised you would let me have him to play with..."

Her lips curled into a small grin.

"Bro, I told you I want to play with him."

She leaned closer to him as if sharing a secret.

"So after we kill—"

"Kill who?"

A cold voice suddenly echoed behind her.

WHOOSH!!

A terrifying chill ran through her body.

It felt like ice had been poured straight into her spine. Her smile vanished instantly.

Her eyes widened in shock. The girl hurriedly ducked down.

But she was too late.

CLANG!!

A burst of sparks exploded in the air.

At the last moment, her brother appeared behind her.

His spear slammed against a descending sword.

The sound of metal crashing against metal echoed like thunder.

Even so—

The force of the strike made his face turn pale. The shock traveled through his arm and down his body.

Without wasting time, he grabbed his sister by the waist with his free arm.

They both retreated quickly. Their bodies shot backward across the air.

The smoke below them slowly began to split apart. A tall figure stepped out of it.

Duke Sant.

His clothes were stained with blood.

The wound on his chest had not fully healed yet, but the bleeding had stopped.

Steam rose from around his body. The air around him felt heavy.

Cold.

His sharp eyes stared straight at the two retreating siblings.

His voice echoed across the frozen battlefield.

"It seems..."

His tone was calm.

Too calm.

"...I have been going too easy on you two."

He took a step forward in the air.

The snow beneath him melted slightly from the heat of his mana.

"For you to start taking me so lightly."

His eyes narrowed.

"By any chance..."

His sword slowly rose again.

"...did you forget who I am?"

He slashed his blade through the air.

WHOOSH!

The air itself split apart from the force.

A long wave of power cut through the sky.

The siblings retreated even further to avoid it.

Duke Sant’s cold gaze locked onto them again. The girl’s face had turned pale.

For the first time since the battle began—

Her playful smile was gone.

Duke Sant’s voice rang out once more.

"I am Duke Kamesh Sant."

The cold wind blew across the battlefield.

"I was the strongest Duke..."

His grip on the sword tightened.

"...even before you two were born."

The faint red glow along the blade flared brighter. The air around him grew hotter.

Steam rose from the snow beneath his feet. His voice became colder than the frozen field.

"Now the playtime is over."

He slowly lifted the sword and pointed it toward them.

"I will finish you both!"