The Fate of Narendra Women
77. You're So Sucks

Kamila could only watch all of it from the second floor of the arena, where Aether, Agav and Iaros had each entered the arena.

For a moment, Kamila's eyes turned around. Finding all Narendra of his generation, the bodyguards of the young ladies, and of course Uncle Ainias and the Master and Grand Lady gathered.

Kamila's two hands continued to clench. The emotions within him churned watching them.

Though this was about him, but from the beginning to the end, there was nothing Kamila really did alone. Even Ribia went down there because of Kamila.

“I now understand.” Kamila mutters. “Reason why I was born in this condition.”

Dios raised an eyebrow. “Really? Why do you think?”

“Because the world knows I can't do anything. Just cry, weaken, ask for help, and never really do anything yourself.”

Kamila bit her lips hard. Look, just like this, he's already crying.

“I was not given a chance because I would just waste that chance.”

“You're right.”

It was impossible for Dios to use formal language on Kamila, so without turning her head, she knew it was Helen's voice.

Iaros' wife who witnessed all of Iaros' rebellion while biting his tongue, awaited his death.

“Weakness is a shitty thing.” Helen muttered raucously. “I always hear it, Miss. The words that ring, that weakness is a natural thing that must be removed. Because even though it was created, it was like dust, when he came, do not look at it but clean.”

Kamila.

“You really suck.” Helen had no doubts even when Dios heard her. “Because of that, if this is over, there is one that I am grateful for.”

Helen smiled gently at him.

“I'm so grateful that you too will die. With very sad.”

Dios' laughter rang out between them. Obviously he enjoyed. After a long time fighting over a man, now both of them really show hostility.

Unfortunately, it could not be enjoyed any longer, for Hephaestus had descended down, preparing as a watchdog. The sight of Dios met with his sister, Demeter, but the girl only gave a small smile and turned away.

He seems to be angry at something. The presence of Aether down there must have been thanks to Demeter's interference, but Iaros' presence there must have also entered Demeter's calculations.

That child, who would he want to destroy between the two?

Iaros held the handle of the sharp sword with certainty. It had been quite a while since he had last worn a sword. Inevitably, Iaros so remember that Mother used to fly it with a kick in the sparring.

“Didn't Mom say?” he said every time Iaros lost. “Find with emotions but use your mind. Don't just use your emotions like a monkey, don't just use your mind like a robot. Use both!”

Iaros used to hate him. Hates this thing and all its rigorous training. But now, Iaros was feeling nostalgic.

I knew very well that if Mom was here and I said I would kill Aether for Kamila, I would help me.

Iaros kissed the handle of the sword as a form of respect for Mother.

Even though Mom is burning in hell, I will still say, please watch me.

“I'll only say it once.” Iaros swung his sword to the side, now completely ready. “Come out because I don't care about Ribia.”

He told Agav. Because Iaros only cares about Aether now.

But, Agav put on a posture anyway. “Your humiliation on my Miss is unlikely to be accepted.”

Aether pulled over, which meant he gave Agav a chance. Because Iaros did not want to waste time, the man immediately lunged at Agav.

The sound of iron clashing sounded echoing. The tension instantly increased with the intense flickering of their swords.

Iaros grabbed Agav's neck with his swordless hand, pulled and slammed the man to the floor. But Agav is not a kroco. In that instant Agav turned his legs to Iaros' neck, slamming him back.

Those who breathe will lose. Agav and Iaros immediately jumped away, re-installing the defensive posture.

The interlocking action combined with martial arts was fierce. Iaros tried hard to do it as quickly as possible, looking for the gap of Agav.

Just as Agav showed a gap in the left side of his body, Iaros unsheathed the sword.

Agav realized it, but less than a second dodged it.

The echoes of Ribia's cry rang out, will keep Iaros' eyes looking for Kamila.

At that place, accompanied by Ribia's cry, Kamila seemed to recall something too frightening to remember.

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