Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires

Watching fights was a beautiful experience, how two people tried their everything they could to best one another.

How were they going to use their abilities? Were they going to lay a trap or just brute force their way to victory?

Not only was it beneficial to see if there is something you may steal for yourself, but it was just fun watching two people fight with everything they had.

Which was the reason as to why this match was so weird.

Usually, the emperor didn't feel much excitement when he watched the fights, as the people that were fighting were just students and, as such, weren't that strong yet.

But currently, he was solely focused on the fight. It was in that moment that he realized that he had never seen a fight between two Beast Masters, it was something that was hard to imagine unless one was to see it with their own eyes.

These weren't just two people fighting, their beasts were as well, and as such, it was hard to know the result of the match before its very end.

After all, while one could more or less guess the actions of the fighters, it wasn't possible to do with their beasts.

After all, unlike humans, beasts were unpredictable and hard to control, even for their masters.

Gazing around the arena, it seemed that most of the audience agreed with him, as most of them were watching silently, shifting their gazes between the multiple fights that were happening.

Returning his gaze to Zaroth, the emperor's gaze darkened a little.

He had been informed about the man and that he was most likely an Elysia ally, which could prove troublesome.

But at the same time, the emperor wanted Zaroth to win, he wanted the man to reach the very end.

Only to lose to David, as he was one of his own men.

Draconis licked his lips at the thought. His subordinate winning against the subordinate of Elysia was surely going to be a pleasant experience.

Draconis wasn't the only one that wanted Zaroth to win, nor did he want it the most.

In fact, the person that wanted Zaroth to win the most was right behind Draconis, hidden in a corner watching silently.

Althea had been informed about Zaroth and the fact that he was their ally, so him winning would be beneficial for her.

But this wasn't the only reason, as she didn't forget the moment when her gaze had met with Zaroth's. It was but a brief moment, but even from that distance, she felt something weird, something she hadn't felt in a long time.

Like she was being looked at like a human and not some kind of monster.

Just the mere memory made Althea's heart race, though she couldn't quite grasp why.

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After a few attempts, Zaroth managed to weaken a section of the tortoise's shell. Without hesitation, Silvefang seized the opportunity and leapt at the vulnerable spot.

Ramming all its body weight into the spot, the shell cracked and broke.

The tortoise screeched as a blizzard seemed to come out of the hole that Silvefang had made.

"God dammit!" Zaroth cursed, it seemed that the tortoise wasn't done yet.

He was going to take a step back because there was a real chance that he would freeze to death.

That was until he heard footsteps behind him, which didn't belong to any of his beasts.

In an instant, he had already turned around, only for his eyes to widen as he saw the snow leopard lunging at him with its jaws open.

Managing to move his paralyzed arm, the leopard bit it instead of his throat.

Zaroth couldn't help but grunt as he felt the beast's fangs pierce his flesh. The ice globe had been destroyed, taking the darkness with it, which meant that Darkveil would be affected as well.

He didn't have many options, and he began to feel his back starting to freeze due to the tortoise that was still screaming in pain.

Silvefang seemed to be having trouble moving as the blizzard was largely upon him, almost freezing him.

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE, HELP!" he commanded, and a second later, three of his unnamed wolves jumped toward the leopard that was biting his hand.

Seeing that it had to let go, the beast growled as it shifted its gaze to the new threat.

Meanwhile, Nightshade was attacking Aiden with everything she had, but due to her fight with the snow leopard, she bore heavy injuries, which made her slower and weaker than normal.

'I can't let this go for too long!' With that thought, Zaroth opened his mouth and let out fire breath, looking down on himself.

His clothes and armor caught green flames, which, while it began to hurt, also made his body heat up, allowing him to move despite the cold blizzard.

Forgetting all about appearance and looking cool, he braced his two feet on the ground as he dashed with everything he had toward Aiden.

Thanks to the fact that the snow leopard had bitten his arm, it seemed that a part of his control returned.

Moving as swiftly and silently as possible, he positioned himself behind Aiden. He tightened his grip on the left dagger, regretting that he'd dropped the right one earlier. For now, he would have to make do with whatever he had left.

Aiden was clearly under pressure from Nightshade, yet somehow sensed that Zaroth had positioned himself behind him. With a grunt, he summoned his snake and unleashed it to strike at Zaroth.

"No way I am falling for the same trick a second fucking time!" With a curse, Zaroth managed to lower his body just enough so that the snake that had lunged would go above him.

Faster than a human can blink, Zaroth attacked, but Aiden managed to move just in time to make the dagger hit his thigh rather than his ribs.
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Rorating his body unnaturally, Aiden, using his dagger, pierced Zaroth's stomach.

Zaroth's eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth in pain.

Nightshade, making use of the opening, attacked Aiden behind the knees, making him lose balance and fall to the ground.

Zaroth's dagger was stuck in Aiden's thigh, so moving by instinct, he grabbed the dagger that had been embedded in his abdomen and pulled it out.

He coughed blood as he felt how his blood began to leave him, and yet gripping the hilt of the dagger with both hands, he brought the weapon down toward Aiden's head.

Trying to save his life, Aiden raised his left hand, stopping the blade from reaching him, but due to the awkward positioning he was in, Zaroth began to apply force, making the blade that had pierced Aiden's hand get lower and lower, approaching his neck.

In a panic, Aiden tried to command his beasts to help, but it was futile. The tortoise was occupied with Silvefang, the snow leopard was being slowed by the four normal wolves Zaroth had, and the snake was being shredded by Nightshade.

At this moment, Aiden was alone, and so was Zaroth. They didn't look like Beast Masters, they looked like beasts fighting with everything they had, hoping they would survive.

"This is it!" Zaroth shouted as more blood began to come out of his mouth and wound, and yet despite that, he pushed the dagger harder and harder.

Aiden tried to think of a way to turn the tables, but nothing came to him.

And the next second, Zaroth's dagger firmly pierced Aiden's neck, making him bleed from his mouth and eyes.

Pulling the dagger from Aiden's neck, Zaroth sensed the man would bleed out quickly. Yet, without hesitation, he attacked again, this time aiming for the head.

But was stopped a second later as a third person appeared and caught Zaroth's dagger with his hands.

It was one of the observers that had been assigned to intervene if any participant looked like they were about to die.

Zaroth realized what that meant, dropped the dagger to the ground, stood up, and took a few steps back.

Shifting his gaze, he stared at the emperor.

In reply, the man stood up as he proclaimed,

"The winner of this fight is Zaroth!"

Immediately, the thousands of people that were watching the fight burst into cheers, impressed from the incredible sight they had just witnessed.

With a smile, Zaroth looked at the people that were cheering for him and his victory.

Extending both of his hands sideways, he smiled.

And collapsed to the ground as he had lost too much blood and wasn't physically able to keep his consciousness.

The tenth round was over, and Zaroth had advanced once again to the next round.