Death Games
She's my wife

Betsheba Voskha was completely inexhaustible with the speech of the young man before him. It was quite difficult to talk to Maximus who felt very stubborn to him.

“What is this because of that woman?” The man gasped and scrunched his forehead. “What is this because of your promise to that woman?”

“The name is Olea Zoyaveira, Sir. And she's my wife, so please call her like that.”

But who could have thought. If the elder gyges just tightened his jaw due to Maximus's speech just now.

Highlight his eyes pressed down and felt burdensome. And Maximus, could only gulp a rough saliva at him. He did not think wrong, however.

“After all, you prefer to throw away your life for the sake of the wife who has left you.”

“He left because of his noble duty, Master. And I, never regretted choosing it until I had to throw away everything that was on me. I will never regret that.”

“Maximus!” snapped Betsheba suddenly.

Laravell and Aza turned towards them. “Dad!” both came to him in a hurry.

“Dad! Dad is okay?!” panicking Laravell while touching him.

“Hey, Old Man. Why are you yelling at my father like that?! Go there!” throw Aza out suddenly.

And it managed to make the Elder inexhaustible with the brash mouth of the son of his former student.

“What do you teach your children?” wonder Betsheba saw it.

Maximun smiled awkwardly at his teacher. “They're good kids teachers. Please understand if they are being so disrespectful. After all, they were only worried about me,” while hugging his two sons.

The teacher is still not out of thought. How could his beloved disciple choose this path?

Maximus Ergo the prince of the Empusa. Fear as Prince of war by his opponent. Moreover, only the young Aegayon Cottia as a younger brother-in-law was able to match his abilities.

But, this man chose to throw away his good name and power for the sake of love. A woman, named Olea Zoyaveira managed to get her branded as a traitor and banished by her people.

So Maximus became an escape and disappeared from the history of the empusa.

And now, by his side were two young people recognized as his son. One was a redhead named Laravell Ergo, while the other was named Aza Ergo. Black-haired and charming ruby-eyed.

The two looked like arrogant boys. But what to say, they're just kids. Because if it were adults, Betsheba would have kicked both of them out of their lack of manners.

Truly a brash kid according to him.

“Heh? What food is this?” lamented the first Prince of the Hydra when he saw the dish in front of him. “Which is right, when we were told to eat this?” his weakness.

A bowl of porridge and also fruits became his food. Not exactly according to his taste.

“Do not be noisy. If you do not want to eat yes go home,” timpal someone suddenly. The Prince's face immediately turned crimson when he glanced at him.

“What did you say?”

“Just go home spoiled child, lazy people hear your babble.”

“You!”

“Stop!” the atmosphere in the large dining room turned silent. Quisea Sirena glanced at her surroundings, while showing off a cold look at them she also walked leisurely to pay attention to her new students. “Do not be noisy and eat only. Because you are in Hadesia,”.

Inevitably with all the swearing in the heart, figures who do not like the dish were forced to eat it.

Remembering who was watching them was one of the master teachers with high power in training. If anything, it is certain that their fate will be bad later.

So it's better to just stick to it than get in trouble before it all starts. 

Noisy reverberating. At midnight the bell that clang loudly at the top of the tower was deafening.

Some kids squirm. And there are also those who are awake immediately. The residential room where Kers and others were located showed the children had woken up with their eyes wide open.

Until finally the sound of announcements from the noisy parrots throughout the room resuscitated the disciples.

If real training starts now.

In front of the eyes of the disciples, there was a large pond with a giant tree in the middle.

The cold really pierced into the body, moreover the words of Quisea Sirena were like a dead word to them.

“Put into that pool. And don't come out before I command.”

“Hah?” muttered Kers who wouldn't be heard by him. “Middle of the night and we enter the pool? We're not fish, are we?” he complained to Revtel who was beside him.

“Wait for what else? Quickly get in there! Because the real training starts from now.”

Forced. All the students went in there. With makeup still attached to the body no one denied it.

“Agh! Cold!” pekik The first prince of hydra.

But Quisea Sirena was silent. Although his eyes met Blerda's, the teacher looked haughty in his eyes.

It was as if they did not know each other when there was a real blood tie. Where the woman was the younger sister of her father.

“Not deep but the water is very cold,” Trempusa's lips look trembling.

But among all those who complained of coldness, there were some children whose faces were still showing off a relaxed expression.

Blerda Sirena, Revtel and Thertera. The three of them seemed unaffected by the perceived cold.

Yet it is quite sad for the adopted grandson of the chimera elder. He who is not a lawful disciple in Hadesia, must attend that training as well. To help their employers when needed.

But, the response of the people around him was not good for him. The friends of the elder's son, love to bully him. As an impingement material if bored hit.

Fucking lips of the bully who took refuge in the big name of the family. That's them torturers. 

“Okay, how is this? It was cold, Revtel,” grumbled Kers while staring wryly at Quisea.

His cousin stroked his head. “Do not be weak, Kers. We'll be out of here in a minute. So let's get excited.”

“Cih! Fucking spirit! Could be before I leave here I'm dead first, stupid!”

Revtel was so confused as to support it in what way. Because in fact, he did not feel the cold on the water that floated his body.

His figure also wondered why it could be so.

“Damn it! Just look! If it wasn't for my father, I wouldn't have taken this ridiculous training either!” The first prince of the Hydra nation was still raving.

Perhaps none of them would have realized that Quisea Sirena actually knew all that her students were implying.

Given the figure is a scodeaz (controller) that is quite sensitive.

After more than three hours, the children were allowed out of the pool. But in fact, many fainted in there.

And the water that drowned them moved violently as if a tsunami was in sight. But, it began to recede and then shrank in number. Slowly but surely, a person is formed instead.

Jascuer Alcendia the merlindia (magician) water hydra. He was the true embodiment of the cold liquid that pierced the bones of his disciples.

“Great, many fainted,” praised as he saw helpless disciples lying on the ground before them.

“Weak,” quisea quipped and went from there.

“Hey, how about the disciples?”

“Leave it. After all, this is training, right? So let them handle their own bodies. Let's go,” take him to Jascuer.

And that, of course, invites the question marks of students who are still conscious.

“What the fuck? Is the training like this?” Kers glanced around.

He who was shabby of his makeup could only sit on the ground while shivering there. Given his body already had no energy to enter the dormitory and warm his body.

“Training bastard,” umpat someone who started to say his eyesight.