''ARGHHH!'' The young man started screaming as he fell down on the ground in agony.

His arm landed in front of Ichiro, while his face was still calm as ever.

The blond-haired young man paled; he turned around and started running away, but he managed to take a few steps before his steps came to a halt, and his head fell from off from his shoulders.

The brown-haired young man tried to stop the bleeding with a face full of despair, ''P-Please, m-mercy!''

''Would you have given me mercy if I was in your position?'' Ichiro asked with a calm face.

''I-I would, I-I am not sure about those two, b-but I would have spared you.'' The brown-haired young man said with a pleading gaze.

''I have a great eye for people.'' Ichiro crouched in front of him and said, ''And I am sure that you would be the first one to stab his sword inside my torso. You wouldn't care if I pleaded.''

''N-No... I-I would spare you.'' He tried to get Ichiro to change his mind, but then Ichiro stabbed his sword through the brown-haired young man's head.

''If you were honest... I would have spared you.'' Ichiro cleaned his sword and put them back on the sheaths.

*Beep* *Beep*

[8:27:40]

[Eliminations: 8 + 10]

[Rank: 1]

[Fighters Left: 71]

...

In the Coldland.

''Hmm...'' Azura looked at the bag in front of her with blushing cheeks. There were some items inside the bag, which made her excited and bashful.

''A-Are you sure?'' Alena asked with cheeks dyed in pink. For some reason, Azura wanted to go shopping with her, and she was more than glad to accompany her dear daughter.

But... The items they bought weren't something she thought that they were going to buy.

Azura wanted her opinion, and it was one of the most embarrassing experiences for her.

''I am sure after Ichiro comes back, I will become a woman!'' Azura grinned and hid the bag underneath her bed.

She looked at Alena and shyly smiled, ''Thanks for your help, mom, and don't... Tell dad.''

Alena bit her lip and nodded, ''I-I won't... He would probably kill Ichiro.''

''Hmph.'' Azura crossed her arms, ''He would need to go over my dead body!''

Alena was sweatdropping, 'I wonder what happened to my shy and sweet daughter... She is sometimes quite... Scary.'

Azura giggled and looked at the photo on her phone, 'I wonder what he is doing currently... The tournament must be ongoing.'

''Sweet dreams, today was quite... of a day,'' Alena said with a wry smile and left the room.

''Bye, mom!'' Azura said loudly and blushed one more time, 'Azura, you will be a woman soon!'

...

Back in the stadium.

A black-haired figure slowly walked up the stairs, which leads to the roof.

His face was quite attractive, with his body stature being athletic kind.

'He must be here...' Darc thought sneakily while looking at the sword on the metal door and the broken wall.

He glanced at the smartwatch and saw the red dot being some distance away.

Approximately 200 meters away from his current position.

He moved stealthily in the ground without making even the slightest of noises.

[Assassins Style - Death Steps]

This is one of the techniques he has learned from Longel. It allows him to move stealthily, but this move cannot be used while running; that's why Ichiro's techniques are miles better!

He entered the roof and looked in the direction where the red dot was, but then he heard the sound of something approaching his neck!

Darc quickly put his sword in the way, but something incredibly fast collided with his sword, which sent him flying towards a nearby wall!

*CRASH*

He crashed through the wall, but he quickly stood up and looked towards his attacker and was shocked after finding out the identity of his attacker!

It was Ichiro.

Ichiro looked at Darc with an amused smile, ''Are you so eager to die?''

''How are you there?!'' Darc looked at the smartwatch and saw the red dot being on a completely different spot.

''The red dot only tells the location of the Power Limit Remover.'' Ichiro showed his body, ''I don't have it.''

''Someone else got it?!'' Darc looked shocked, but Ichiro shook his head.

He pointed at one of the buildings, ''I hid in the building.''

''Ah.'' Darc clicked his tongue, ''Sneaky bastard.''

Ichiro innocently smiled, ''Are you planning to fight for it?''

Darc snorted and left the debris off the wall, ''Are you planning to let me go?''

Ichiro shrugged, ''Probably not; you are a threat.''

A small smirk appeared on Darc's face, ''I might not look like it, but I have learned 50% of the League of Assassins techniques.''

''Oh?'' Ichiro raised an eyebrow, 'Is that supposed to be a good achievement?'

Darc looked proud at the fact, ''I am youngest in Nightlight's history who has learned 50% of League of Assassins techniques, and that made me one of the candidates to become Core Member of League of Assassins!''

He swung his sword around him, and his body instantly became blurry, ''Let me show you... The prowess of Assassins!''

...

In the spectator room.

Longel looked at the scene without expression.

''Did Darc really learn 50% of the League of Assassins techniques?'' Leppercon asked curiously.

Longel nodded, ''He did... He did that in only two years as well; that alone makes his talent way above me.''

Arkenthym looked at the screen without many expressions. Even though he could lose his Power Limit Remover if Ichiro loses this match, he didn't seem worried.

'That fucking cockroach will find a way to win this as well.' He thought with annoyance.

He doesn't want to admit it, but he is somewhat glad of having Ichiro as his fighter. He has shown overwhelming strength, but his personality is what he dislikes.

He likes when others fear him and are careful around him.

But... Ichiro doesn't feel any fear.

His personality is similar to his own.

Neither one of them wants to be under someone!

They are both King-like figures, and when two King-like figures meet...

In rare cases, the meeting won't end in a fight.