Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

11:26 Wed, Feb 11 BB Chapter 140 Chapter 140 Selene Spiritual energy were what these people called magic. 4.20%2 55 vouchers Spiritual energy came from two sources, the Moon Goddess herself, or one's own relentless effort. The Moon Goddess blessed some people at birth, gifting them with spiritual energy that varied. Some were born with abundant energy, others with barely a trace, and many with none at all. Even among thos blessed, there were clear stages, and power that separated the truly gifted from the merely fortunate. Those who were not blessed were not entirely helpless.

They could train, cultivate their bodies and minds, and attempt to awaken spiritual energy on their own. Years of meditation, and ear-death battles could sometimes give rise to it. Sometimes, no matter how hard some people tried, they would ever possess spiritual energy. Essence was the foundation of it all, and not everyone was born with essence capable of holding that power. From as far back as history went, moonborn were different. Moonborn always possessed immense amounts of spiritual energy.

Their power was so terrifying that a single moonborn, if they wished, could wipe an entire pack off the map without breaking a sweat. That was exactly what my ancestor had done, the moonborn who faced the phoenix. The phoenix could not be killed, but it had been trapped, and sealed away using nothing but spiritual energy so powerful that even an immortal creature could not escape it. Among all the moonborn who had ever existed, I carried the largest amount of spiritual energy. Where others ran, I only needed to walk. Where others trained endlessly to gain more, I didn't need to try at all.

I overflowed with spiritual energy. In my past lives, I remembered hiding it. Sienna had convinced me to. She manipulated me into believing that concealing my strength would keep me safe. And later, when hiding it was no longer enough for her, she had gone further, slipping something into my drink, severing my connection to my spiritual energy entirely. In this lifetime, I didn't care. I would not hide what the Moon Goddess had blessed me with, and I would never allow anyone to take it from me again. "Disqualify them!" someone suddenly shouted, pointing at me with a shaking hand.

"They broke the rules!" Murmurs erupted instantly at his words. The host turned toward me, studying me quietly for a long moment, before a slow smile spread across her face. "You are wrong," she said. "They did not use any magic." The arena went silent. "What?" someone whispered. The host lifted her hand and pointed at the markings on the grand "Look at the spell. It's a protective spell." People leaned forward, squinting, examining the circle more closely. Recognition dawned on them, followed by disbelief. "gods..." someone gasped.

"It really is." 1/4 11:26 Wed, Feb 11 BBQ Chapter 140 "But how?" another voice said. "How can a protective spell be this strong' That man few away in an instant?" 20% I understood why they were shocked. Spells were different from magic. You didn't even need spiritual energy to cast spells Anyone could learn them, in theory. You only needed the knowledge. But spells were notoriously difficult, requiring perfect control. For most people, mastering even a single spell took years. But for me? Spells were child's play I had lived ten lifetimes. I had died ten times.

Compared to that learning spells was nothing. And combined with my bloodline, even the simplest spell I cast would be stronger than what any ordinary person could produce Before the murmurs could settle, a sudden movement caught my attention. A woman who had been staring at me with narrowed eyes raised her bow without warning and released an arrow towards Chloe. Chloe gasped and squeezed her eyes shut. But the arrow never touched her. The moment it entered the circle, it was repelled violently, ricocheting back toward the crowd.

The woman barely managed to dodge in time, but the arrow struck another man's leg instead. "Ah!" he screamed, collapsing to the ground in pain. The arena froze. Slowly, everyone turned to look at me, fear written plainly across their faces, as if I had personally fired the arrow myself. I raised an eyebrow, genuinely puzzled. Why were they looking at me like that? Miles stared at me as if he was seeing me for the first time, his expression shifting slowly from shock into something deeper. until it finally turned respect.

His eyes lingered on the circle I had drawn, then flicked back to my face. The protective spell..." he said slowly, "it can transfer the other person's attack too?" I nodded. "Oh my goddess," he breathed, running a hand through his hair Do you know how hard that is? Even exceptional spell users can't do that. Most can barely maintain a stable barrier, let alone redirect force with that level of precision Before he could say anything else, one of the contestants stormed forward, clearly agitated, his voice sharp as he pointed first at me and then toward the host. "This isn't fair," he snapped.

"Why is he sitting there while the rest of us are fighting? You said we have to eliminate people within an hour to move on to the next part. They haven't eliminated anyone, so they shouldn't advance" I turned my head toward him slowly, a small smile forming on my lips. "I think you misunderstood something," He frowned "What?" "The host never said everyone has to eliminate someone," I replied. "She said we all have to eliminate people. There's a difference. As long as people are being eliminated within the tin limit, the condition is fulfilled.

Whether I personally swing a blade or not is irrelevant." A bush fell over the arena as all eyes shifted toward the host. She met their gazes with an innocent, and pleasant smile, offering no correction, or denial. That silence was her answer. Murmurs broke out immediately, frustration rippling through the remaining contestants as they exchanged looks, realizing too late that they had walked straight into a loophole 2/4 11:26 Wed, Feb 11 Chapter 140 20% 55 vouchers Beside me. Miles let out a short laugh and shook his head slowly "I really thought I had met shameless people before, but you?

You're on an entirely different level." I glanced at him, genuinely unsure whether I should take that as praise or insult. Chloe hesitated, worry flashing across her face as she leaned closer to me. "But... are you sure you should have told them?" she asked quietly. "What if some of them won't fight?" "They'll fight." She blinked. "How do you know?" "Because." I said simply, my gaze drifting back to the restless crowd, "at the end of the day, they all want to move on to the next match. And to do that, they have no choice. Besides, warriors don't run.

To them, running away is the same as dying. So they'll do what they always do, kill each other." Miles and Chloe exchanged a glance, both clearly unsettled by how casually I said it. I tilted my head slightly, studying their expressions. "Or, would you prefer to throw your lives away instead?" Neither of them answered. "You know, dying is incredibly easy, and it hurts a lot. If you don't want to die, you survive. Even if that means cheating. Even if that means being shameless. Survival comes first." Miles looked at me carefully. "You sound like someone who's died before." I didn't respond.

I simply turned my attention back to the arena, watching as the tension finally snapped as contestants lunged at one another just as I had predicted. Honestly, most of them posed a real threat. If it came down to it, both Miles and Chloe would survive even if they fought, but they didn't need to. And if fighting wasn't necessary, then it was nothing more than a waste of time. I glanced to the side, and saw the prince, leaning lazily against the stone wall at the far edge of the arena, his posture relaxed to the point of indifference. No one had approached him.

Not a single contestant had even dared to drift too close to where he stood. It wasn't because he had cast a protective spell, it was simply because no one wanted to test what would happen if they went close to him. Fear alone was enough to keep them away. The prince wasn't watching the fight at all. While everyone else was focused on survival, his attention had been fixed on something else entirely. Curious despite myself, I followed the direction of his gaze, and the moment I did, my body stiffened as if ice had crept into my veins. Alpha Damien. Of course. I should have known.

My breath caught slightly as I stared at him, only to realize thats eyes were still on me, as though he hadn't looked away even once since the chaos began. I frowned, my thoughts spiraling faster than I wanted them to. Why was he staring like that? Did he already know? Did he somehow recognize me despite everything I had done to hide self? I shook my head almost immediately, forcing the thought away No. That was impossible. If he truly knew who I was, I wouldn't still be standing here.

Trying to calm myself, I swallowed and shifted my gaze away from him, turning it back toward the prince instead, only to freeze again. 3/4 AS Editorial board Editorial Board: Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.