Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 177 Selene El 64 youchers The sky above the forest was bright and wide, painted with soft streaks of white clouds as birds glided through the open air, their wings cutting quietly through the breeze. Below them, the forest stretched endlessly in every direction, tall trees rising. Small animals darted through the undergrowth, occasionally rustling the bushes as they ran past, and the distant chirping of insects mixed with the low murmurs of people gathered among the trees. I slowly looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, taking in every detail.

We were in a forest now, far away from the roaring crowds and towering walls of the outer arena where the first two fights had taken place. The difference was unsettling. Instead of a massive stadium packed with spectators eager to watch blood spill for entertainment, we were now standing in a vast wilderness where the only witnesses were the trees and whatever creatures lived among them. A short while ago, the host and several officials had appeared without explanation and ordered us to follow them.

No one had told us where we were going, and no one had bothered to explain why the location of the challenge had suddenly changed. We had simply walked in silence until the stone structures of the arena disappeared behind us. I was not the only one confused. The contestants scattered around me looked equally uncertain, their expressions tense as they glanced around as if expecting danger to leap out from behind the trees at any moment. Judging from their reactions, this was not something that had happened in previous tournaments. I had no idea what was going on, but one thing was certain.

Whatever was about to happen here was not going to be simple. I shook my head slightly and let out a quiet sigh before leaning back against the rough trunk of a large tree. Crossing my arms over my chest, I closed my eyes for a moment. Not far away, the whispers of the contestants slowly grew louder as their anxiety pushed them to talk. This is strange," one man muttered uneasily. "I wonder what today's challenge is if they brought everyone all the way out here." 'Exactly," another replied. "The tournament has always taken place in the outer arena for years.

Why would they suddenly change it today? What are they planning?" A third voice spoke up, trembling slightly. "A lot of people have already died in the earlier rounds. Do you think they are rying to find even more ways to kill us?" The man hesitated before continuing in a strained voice. "I have been having nightmares after every fight. Every night ! wake up thinking the next match will be the one where I die. I do not want to die." Normally, a warrior who spoke like that would immediately be mocked or insulted for cowardice, but this time no one sakla word in response.

Because the truth was obvious. He was not the only one afraid. They all were. Everyone here pretended to be proud and fearless, standing tall with their weapons as if death meant nothing to them, but deep down every single one of them feared the same thing. No one truly wanted to die in this forest. The atmosphere around us grew heavier as people glanced at each other warily, unsure of who among them might become an enemy once the next challenge began.

Beside me, Miles finally spoke, his voice calm and thoughtful as he observed the crowd "They are scared." 1/4 1:02 am P PPT Chapter 177 I opened my eyes slightly and hummed in agreement. "Yes." Miles watched them for a few seconds longer before adding quietly, "Most of them are scared of you, Noah." 0:4 265 vouchers I opened my eyes slowly and lifted my gaze toward the group of contestants standing not too far away. The moment our eyes met, several of them visibly flinched as if they had been caught doing something wrong.

A few instinctively stepped back, creating distance between us, while quiet whispers immediately spread through the small crowd again. 'gods... what is he doing here?" one man muttered under his breath, his voice filled with disbelief. "Wasn't he disqualified?" Another person beside him shrugged uneasily. "Who knows. Let's just be careful around him and the prince. Those two are langerous." He lowered his voice further as if afraid I might still hear him. "Hopefully this round will be a one-on-one natch and they'll end up paired together.

I definitely don't want to fight either of those demons." Several others nodded quickly at his words, their expressions tense. I watched them quietly for a moment, their fear almost tangible in the air, before shifting my gaze away. I was not interested n their nervous speculations. Instead, I began searching the area for someone else, and it did not take long before I found Leaning lazily against a tree several meters away was the prince. He looked completely at ease, as though the tension filling the forest had nothing to do with him. His posture was relaxed.

is expression calm, and his presence carried the same confidence I had noticed since the beginning of the tournament. However, his eyes were fixed directly on me, studying me with the same careful attention that I was using to observe him. At the beginning of the competition, his gaze toward me had been dismissive, as though he were looking at someone weak ind unworthy of his attention. Now that look was gone. Now his eyes were cautious. Beside me, Miles spoke quietly. "Are you really going to fight the prince?" did not answer immediately.

I know you're strong," he continued, glancing at me from the corner of his eye, "but he's really powerful. And honestly, you don't look too good right now. How are you planning to fight that devil when you're already at a disadvantage?" I was not offended by his words. I understood exactly where they were coming from My warriors in the past had acted the same way whenever I insisted on entering a battle despite unfavorable conditions. They would always try to warn the hoping I might reconsider. But in the end, I always did what I wanted. That was simply the kind of person I was.

I turned my head and leaned slightly closer to Miles, enough that he stiffened in surprise and his breath caught faintly. Lowering my voice, I said calmly, "You should worry about yourself" Then my expression grew more serious as I glanced around the forest once more. *Stay alert, for some reason, something about this forest doesn't feel right to me. Do not lower your guard Miles looked like he wanted to argue or ask more questions, but before he could say anything else, movement at the front of the gathering caught everyone's attention.

2/4 11:02 am P PPT рррт Chapter 177 The host stepped forward. 65 youchers Her usual graceful smile was on her face, though this time there was something cunning that made the atmosphere feel even more unsettling. "Welcome to the last day of the Crimson Warrior Rite!" she announced cheerfully, spreading her arms slightly as if greeting honored guests. "How is everyone doing?" Silence answered her. Two days ago, the contestants would have responded with loud cheers and excited shouts, eager to prove themselves in front of the crowd. Now none of that enthusiasm remained.

Instead, the warriors standing around the clearing simply stared at her and the officials behind her with suspicion. The host did not seem bothered by their cold reaction in the slightest. Her smile only widened slightly, as though their distrust was exactly what she had expected. The host clasped her hands lightly behind her back as she continued speaking.

"We have all made it to the last day of the tournament, and whether we want to admit it or not, every single one of you standing here today is lucky to still be alive." She paused briefly, allowing her words to settle among the contestants before continuing. "Everyone here now has the chance to win a top-tier weapon of their choice. Not only that, but the winner will also receive sponsorship, and many of you may even be offered employment by powerful figures within the pack." Her eyes slowly moved across the crowd, watching their reactions carefully as she added the next part.

"If you are lucky enough, you may even find yourselves working under the three warriors closest to the Alpha... or perhaps even under the Alpha himself." At first, people only exchanged uncertain glances, but slowly the temptation began to creep into their expressions. I could see it clearly. The fear was still there, but now something else had begun to compete with it. Ambition. The host noticed it too, but she also saw that the fear had not disappeared completely. Her smile widened slightly, as though she had been waiting for the perfect moment to deliver the final push.

"Oh," she said casually, as if she had just remembered something insignificant. "Did I forget to mention this?" She tilted her head, her voice sweet as honey. "The winner will also receive one million gold coins." The entire forest went silent. For a moment, even the birds seemed to stop singing My previously bored gaze lit up instantly the moment the word money reached my cars. Before I even realized what I was doing.

I leaned forward with sudden excitement, my eyes shining as I raised my hand high into the air and shouted, "To in!" The sudden outburst shocked everyone around me Miles stared at me like I had completely lost my mind, his mouth slightly open in disbelief. I could feel dozens of eyes turn toward me at once. The prince's gaze was on me. The host's gaze was on me. 3/4 11:02 am PPPT Chapter 177 019 165 vouchers Everyone was staring, but my excitement was apparently contagious, because the stunned silence quickly broke apart as the other contestants began shouting as well.

The forest that had been filled with tension only moments ago now erupted with loud cheers and excited voices as greed replaced hesitation. Miles blinked several times before looking at me again, clearly unable to process what he had just witnessed. "Noah," he scoffed under his breath, shaking his head. "You're crazy." I did not even bother responding to him. My attention had already shifted elsewhere. My eyes moved toward the prince, and a slow grin formed on my lips as a single thought ran through my mind. Beating that annoying prince to a pulp and walking away with one million gold coins.

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