Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 124 Selene 50 So Vouchers I walked straight toward the arena, my steps unhurried as I took in the sight before me. At the entrance, a long line of people had already formed, stretching wide and restless, with officials stationed at the front collecting the entry fee for the rite. I joined the line and waited my turn, quietly observing those around me. Some spoke excitedly, voices loud with anticipation, while others stood apart with arms crossed and expressions cold, as if speaking to anyone weaker than them would stain their pride.

I couldn't help the faint smile that curved my lips as I watched it all unfold, it was strangely familiar. It reminded me of my days as a general, when my warriors used to behave the same way, some loud and confident, others silent and aloof, convinced of their superiority. A few of them truly were strong, but many weren't nearly as powerful as they believed. Even so, the sight stirred something in my chest. I didn't want to walk that path again, didn't want to lead armies or shoulder the weight of countless lives, yet I still missed them. I missed my right hand, Ares most of all.

He had been loyal to me beyond reason, standing by my side even at the edge of death, as did the others. And I had led them straight into it, challenging the demon of the west and dragging them into a battle they could never win. I hoped that in this lifetime, wherever they might be, they were living fulfilled lives far away from war and bloodshed. Warriors often believed that fighting and dying for their pack was the most righteous thing in the world, but it wasn't. Valuing your own life, that was what truly mattered, and it had taken me ten lifetimes to understand something so simple.

I wasn't here to prove my worth to anyone, nor to seek glory. I was here for a weapon, and to sharpen my skills so I could protect myself and the people I cared about. This time, I wouldn't place my safety, or my fate, in anyone else's hands. "P-please... stop. You can't do this. Stop." The soft, trembling voice pulled me from my thoughts. I frowned and turned toward the back of the line, where a scene was quietly unfolding. A very beautiful young girl, no older than sixteen, stood there in a long white dress that looked painfully out of place in a crowd like this.

A large sword was strapped to her back, almost too big for her slender frame. Surrounding her were three good-for-nothing men circling her like wolves who had already decided their prey wouldn't escape. One of them reached out, fingers brushing a strand of her hair as he grinned. "Don't be scared, sweetheart," he said smoothly. "We won't hurt you. In fact, we'll protect you in the arena. You know how scary this place is, right?

How can a small, delicate girl like you come here alone, hmm?" Her eyes flashed with fear and anger as she slapped his hand away and took a step back, her voice shaking but 12:27 Tue, Feb 3 Chapter 121 firm. "Let go. I don't want protection from you. Please, stop bothering me." 本 The men only chuckled at her protest, their smiles widening instead of fading, and rather than stepping back, they moved even closer, boxing her in. I watched the scene unfold, my gaze flicking around the arena entrance. No one stepped in. No one even raised their voice.

People glanced over, then quickly looked away, pretending they hadn't seen a thing. From somewhere nearby, a hushed voice muttered, "Shouldn't we do something? They don't even look that strong. I could beat them up myself." Another person scoffed softly. "Nah, I'll pass. You're right, they're not that strong, but their leader is." "Their leader?" the first voice asked, clearly confused. "Yeah," the second person replied in a low, wary tone. "Their leader is really strong. I heard even Alpha Damien's right hand, Kaius, fought him once.

Kaius obviously won, but that guy still lasted thirty minutes. Thirty minutes against that monster. Do you know how insane that is? Since then, everyone's been scared of him." "Everyone?" the first person whispered. "Even if he lasted thirty minutes, that doesn't mean he can beat everyone here. There are way stronger people around." "You're right," the second person said with a sigh. "There are definitely stronger people. It's just... troublesome. That leader and his group are known for making things difficult.

If you help someone they're targeting, they'll make your life hell the entire time you're here. Some people don't want that kind of trouble. Others just don't care. Either way, helping that girl is basically inviting problems." I listened to every word without reacting, my expression calm as I took it all in. When I looked around again, the sight didn't change, people were still ignoring the girl, turning their backs, focusing on anything else that wasn't happening right in front of them.

With a small shrug, I turned back around and faced forward, returning my attention to the line as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. In my mind, Mira's voice chimed in, unimpressed. 'Are you not going to help?' I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. 'Help? And why would I do that?' 'Because you can,' Mira replied. 'Don't tell me you're scared of those people.' A faint, almost amused smile tugged at my lips. 'Scared? Why would I be scared of little insects? I'm not scared. I paused, then continued coldly, 'But I'm neither a saint nor a hero.

There's no reason for me to do something I'm not obligated to do.' Mira went quiet for a moment before saying, 'So you're choosing to be selfish. You're thinking only about yourself.' I nodded slightly, my gaze fixed ahead. 'Exactly. I'm going to be selfish in this lifetime. One of the men's gaze suddenly dropped to the sword strapped to the girl's back, his eyes lighting up with ya 12:27 Tue, Feb 3 M... Chapter 124 interest. A slow, greedy smile spread across his face as he leaned closer. 58 55 Vouchers "Woah," he whistled, "that sword looks like it weighs a ton.

And damn, it looks expensive too." His eyes gleamed. "Girl, how about you hand it over to us? You don't deserve something like that. You're too weak. A sword like this would suit our leader much better." The girl's eyes widened in horror. She immediately reached back, gripping the hilt tightly as if afraid it would disappear the moment she loosened her hold. "No!" she cried, shaking her head violently. The man scoffed. "No?" His smile twisted into something ugly. "Are you crazy? Do you even know who our leader is to say no like that?" "I don't care, I can't give it to you.

This sword belonged to my grandfather. Before he died, I promised him I would take care of it. I can't lose it, please, don't take it from me." Her eyes shone with desperation. "I'll give you everything else I have. Just... not this." The men looked at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter, it was loud and mocking, as if she had just told the best joke of the day. "Hey," one of them sneered, "we don't care who it belonged to. We want it." His gaze hardened.

"And there's nothing you can do about that." "If you won't hand it over nicely," another added, "we'll just take it by force." The first man reached out, his hand stretching toward the sword. The girl stumbled back, clutching it tighter against her body, her movement only fueling his anger. His brows furrowed, and he reached out again, more aggressively this time. Before his fingers could touch the hilt, I caught his wrist. The moment my hand closed around him, the world seemed to freeze. The chatter around the arena died instantly, replaced by stunned silence.

Every head turned in our direction. The men, and the girl froze. Even I could feel the sudden weight of countless gazes pressing down on me. The man stared at my hand on his wrist as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing, then slowly lifted his eyes to my face. The girl looked at me too, shock written plainly across her features. I could almost hear Mira smiling. 'I knew you were going to intervene.' I let out a quiet sigh. 'Sometimes, I really can't help myself. 12:27 Tue, Feb 3 M...

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