From Wanderer To World Conqueror

His alluring red eyes shone with pure killing intent. In the next moment, Attorias began to emanate his frightening aura. The dragon youth stood there, struggling to not pass out. Attorias made him shudder in fear. His aura was completely off the scale compared to the other peak level 5 youths. Attorias was about to finish the dragon boy when suddenly the princess jumped in with open arms.

"I'm sorry for his rudeness, but please spare his life. He's my childhood friend. Or do you want to go against the royal family?"

Attorias decided to stop here. He didn't want to kill a boy from a prestigious family and the princess convinced him. His powers were still too measly when compared against the royal family, but the most important reason was the princess. She was not your average princess. Not a hint of bad intent was shown on her face. The years with the royal family had made her wiser and confident which is very rare, even in the noble families. Thus, Attorias decided to reply in a calm tone.

"You are right my princess, I won't push the matter, but please keep a close eye on him in the future. You might burn yourself with people like him."

"Hmph, I don't need your advice and I'm not yours. Shameless."

"Not yet." Attorias replied with his usual calm tone. He really wanted to continue this playful conversation, but the instructor showed up. Attorias tried to estimate his level, but to no avail. He already knew the limit of his estimation skill. The limit was level 40, therefore the instructor was probably higher than that. The instructor voice echoed:

"Welcome everyone, today is the day you have all waited for, HOWEVER, only the talented may enter. Thus, we have decided to hold a sparring contest where everyone has a chance to prove themselves. You can challenge whomever you want, but you are disqualified if you can't get 10 victories by the end of the contest. You can challenge a participant only once. The challenged person is not allowed to refuse the fight. Every participant will be given a number. There will be numbers from 1 to 217. Only you will know your own number. The challengers will pick a random number when they challenge someone. Only the challenged ones will know if their numbers were chosen. We will hold the fighting contest in our arena. Now everyone follow me to the arena!"

Everyone arrived at the arena after a few minutes of walking. There, a middle-aged woman gave out the numbers. The numbers were written with a magic tint, thus no one can see the number except its owner. As Attorias was about to take his number, the middle aged woman gave it to him with a confused face. Attorias asked her if there was a problem.

"No, your bloodline is just too overwhelming"

Attorias understood everything. He realized that only a select few knew about the ancient god bloodlines in the Kingdom of Alverion. Not to mention his own Ancient Reaper bloodline, which was unprecedented in the history of this world. How could he not know that his bloodline was surprising? The middle aged woman gave him the number 100 after a few seconds of thinking and everyone got his/her number after a few minutes. Thus, the tournament started.

The first contestant picked a number, then whispered it into the ears of the instructor. Seems like the first contestant picked the level 6 youth with the ancient dragon bloodline. The other contestant immediately gave up after he saw the 2 level gap between them, added to the fact that he inherited a normal Pegasus bloodline. There was no chance of victory.

A few rounds of "fights between equals" took places on the five big stages. The arena was composed of 5 fighting stages. Right now, fights took places on these stages. The princess already won 9 matches when she was about to pick her next number. She picked number 100. Attorias stood up and walked towards the appointed stage.

Everyone stopped fighting when they saw Attorias. His reputation had skyrocketed after the contestants saw the fight between him and the level 6 dragon youth. On the other hand, the princess wanted to fight with him. Ever since their first meeting, she decided to win against him. She was the princess and her strict personality only allowed her first place.

"I will beat you today and I will be the first one with 10 wins."

"Interesting, what's your opinion about a bet between us?" asked Attorias with a playful tone.

"Tell me the details."

"I will be your slave if you win. If you want me to kill myself I will kill myself without hesitation. If you want me to live...then I shall live as your slave. However, I will take your lips if I win."

The last sentence caused an uproar among the audience. Many of them stared at Attorias with burning eyes. Eyes filled with jealousy. No one dared to go up against the princess, but they all thought about her as a stunning beauty. But what if he proposed a bet like this? The princess won't accept such a childish bet. That's what they thought.

"I accept!" The princess was confident in her victory after the 9 consecutive wins. Then after a few seconds a judge shouted,

"START!".

The princess began bounding towards Attorias with a confident smile. She summoned her spirit weapon. Spirit weapons are weapons condensed with bloodline power. The princess owned one of the ancient bloodlines called Ancient Valkyrie. Her spirit weapon was a sword with golden runes.

"System, are you here? I need your help. How can I condense my spirit weapon?"

"You just have to think about it and the soul weapon will naturally condense itself within your hands."

Thus, Attorias started to condense his spirit weapon. Dark fog surrounded his body and a very long Scythe appeared. The aura emanating from it was enough to force the princess into kneeling. The power already hit the peak of level 7 and almost reached level 8.

His bloodline kicked in and Attorias's whole body turned into a blur. The princess did the same. They exchanged around 10 blows when Attorias decided to give her a powerful strike.

He sent the princess flying, but stopped her flying body in midair, otherwise she would have died.