Anon, do you hear me?” Letti’s voice echoed through the crystal ball, brimming with urgency and concern.

Anon’s brow furrowed as he listened to her words. “The contract is breached, Ren has used another doping shot. Do you have any extra doping shots?” Letti’s voice trembled with a mixture of fear and desperation.

Anon took a deep breath, his voice steady but filled with determination. “No, Letti. I don’t have another doping shot.”

A rush of thoughts flooded Anon’s mind. Was this breach of contract part of Ren’s plan all along? Or was it a desperate move in the face of defeat? Anon’s expression hardened as he contemplated the gravity of the situation.

Letti, unaware of Anon’s thoughts, tried to soothe him. “Anon, you should calm down

—”

But before Letti could finish her sentence, Anon’s rage surged within him like a tempest. He smashed the crystal ball with a furious swipe of his hand, shattering it into countless shards. The realization of how he had been manipulated by the nobles fueled an intense anger, and a vengeful frenzy consumed his mind.

“You want to play dirty, huh?” Anon’s thoughts hissed with venomous intent. “Let me show you what playing dirty truly means. Now that the contract is broken, I can do whatever I damn well please.”

An unsettling smile crept across Anon’s face, the embodiment of a vengeful menace.

“M-Master, you should calm down. You’re generating too much negative mana. Remember when I told you that anger is not always the answer—” Link, Anon’s loyal companion, tried to reason with him.

“Shut the ** up, Link,” Anon snapped, cutting him off. “I will decide what the answer is now. Let’s push the limits of this troll locket, shall we?”

With a resolute voice, Anon commanded, “, .”

As the words left his mouth, an array of transparent windows materialized before him, displaying vital information and enhancements.

You Have OVERCHARGED

YOU HAVE RECEIVED A 750% POWER BOOST FOR 4 HOURS AND 45 MINUTES

Warning: Once Overcharge Ends, your body will experience immense pain as a consequence of overuse.

Warning: Body tissues have become overcharged and will begin to burn away.

Anon’s body tissues started to burn, yet the troll’s locket swiftly regenerated them at an astonishing rate, preventing his demise.

Suddenly, an intense burst of energy emanated from Anon’s body. The once crimson flames engulfing him transformed into ethereal blue, casting an otherworldly glow.

Above, the clouds began to swirl in a mesmerizing dance, crackling with bolts of lightning. Anon became the epicenter of a brewing storm.

As the crackling clouds unleashed their power, a colossal lightning bolt struck Anon, causing his blue flames to blaze with a radiant golden hue.

The Demon God Razethor, the god who controls the dark elements of nature, acknowledged Anon as the worthy. Bestowing his divine authority, Razethor blessed Anon with the title of ‘Demon Child of Lightning and Thunder.’

In front of Anon, a half-transparent screen materialized, displaying a wider grin on his face.

Letti, who was making her way towards the academy’s exit, abruptly halted in surprise. Her eyes widened as she stared at the screen, shock etched on her face.

“Fuck, no, Anon! What have you done?” Letti’s voice echoed with despair as she sprinted toward the teleportation portal room.

Meanwhile, the golden flames enveloping Anon intensified, growing in strength as the energy within his body surged to explosive levels.

The enchanted clothes provided by the academy disintegrated, and his hair defied gravity, flowing upward in a display of sheer power.

At this moment, Anon exuded an aura of raw badassery and irresistible charm that could make any woman in the kingdom instantly agree to marry him without a second thought.

Lightning crackled through his eyes and danced across his fingertips.

“Hahaha! This power is no joke,” Anon proclaimed, his voice filled with exhilaration. “I can single-handedly bring this kingdom to its knees.”

Anon took a step forward, and the sand beneath his feet instantly transformed into a mirror-like surface, unable to withstand the scorching heat of his flames.

In that moment, Anon shone with such brilliance that he resembled a miniature sun on Earth.

“Let’s see how fast I can run now,” Anon challenged, his voice teeming with confidence.

As he propelled himself forward, his figure vanished from the naked eye, leaving behind a trail of high flames as he sped toward the academy.

Anon felt weightless, empowered by an explosive energy capable of providing electricity to a large city for fifteen years.

“Hahaha! This is diabolical!” Anon exclaimed, reveling in his newfound abilities as the world around him seemed to slow down.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Landon’s voice boomed, filled with awe and admiration. He rose from his chair, tears glistening in his eyes as he witnessed Anon’s desperate resolve to win at any cost. “Anon, my boy, you have just overcharged. Today, on this sacred ground, you have proven your worth among the commoners. You have sent a message to every noble in the kingdom: ‘I am ready to fight and die, but I will die only after I emerge victorious.'”

Landon’s emotions overwhelmed him, and Seraphina attempted to console him. “Landon, you should calm down.”

“No, Seraphina. This is epic,” Landon declared. “A kid just overcharged.”

Seventh Ring, Martial House…

“Sir, please wake up!” Helix rushed down the hall, clutching a screen with a grave expression on his face. He stood before a grand wooden door, embellished with a lion carving.

Creak The doors swung open, and the family leader of the Martial House emerged, gripping a pair of spiked gauntlets in his hands.

“Tell me, who has intruded upon our house? I shall tear them limb from limb,” the family leader bellowed, casting a piercing gaze at Helix.

“Sir, it’s not that. Do you remember Anon Agreil?” Helix asked.

“Ah, yes, that kid. I already told you to bring him tomorrow, didn’t I? Are you forgetting things with your increasing age?” The family leader’s voice softened with a hint of amusement.

“Sir, that’s not the issue. I don’t think I will be able to bring him back in one piece anymore,” Helix explained, his tone laced with worry.

“Why? What happened?” The family leader’s surprise was evident in his voice.

“Sir, please have a look at this,” Helix urged, handing the screen to the family leader.

“Hmm? What is this?” The family leader examined the screen with growing intrigue.

“Sir, did you see it?” Helix inquired.

“Yes, why did he overcharge for a mere race?” The family leader questioned, his curiosity piqued.

“Sir, he will die afterward if no one saves him. We can’t marry a dead man to Lady Luna, can we?” Helix explained.

“Oh, **, you’re right. Let’s go and save him!” The family leader dropped the spiked gauntlets and hastily turned to Helix.

Putting on his coat, the family leader raced towards his mount—a desert lion.

Desert Lion

The Desert Lion is a majestic and formidable creature, known for its unparalleled speed and endurance across vast desert landscapes. With a sleek and muscular build, it stands tall and proud, exuding an air of regality. Its coat is a blend of sandy hues, mirroring the dunes it traverses, enabling it to blend seamlessly with its surroundings.

This magnificent creature possesses extraordinary agility and strength, allowing it to effortlessly navigate treacherous desert terrain. Its paws are specially adapted with thick, padded soles, enabling swift traversal of shifting sands without sinking or losing momentum. Its sharp claws help maintain traction on the uneven surface, ensuring stability even during sudden turns or bursts of speed.

The Desert Lion’s most remarkable trait is its unparalleled speed. With powerful hind legs and a streamlined body, it can reach astounding velocities, covering vast distances in mere minutes. Its quickness is especially pronounced on sand, where it glides effortlessly, leaving a trail of swirling particles in its wake.

“Let’s go, my friend. We need to save someone,” the family leader spoke to a golden-haired lion resting in his room.

Raaaawr

The lion let out a mighty roar upon seeing the family leader, bowing down for him to mount.

The family leader swiftly climbed onto the desert lion and left the house immediately, followed by an army of 10,000 martial soldiers riding on desert lion cubs.

“I can’t let him die. I must repay the debt of saving my daughter. The Martial House doesn’t ignore anyone’s debt,” the family leader declared, tightening his grip on the lion’s reins.

Dragon House of Flames…

“Hahaha, this guy is simply unpredictable. He found a way to win the race without caring about his own life. It’s time for me to enter this live show and catch a glimpse of my future husband,” Silk remarked with a smile, leaping out of the third-floor window.

“KELLLLLY….” Silk shouted loudly.

Cheeeeeee

A deafening screech filled the air as a large eagle materialized out of thin air.

The eagle caught Silk mid-fall and swiftly ascended, heading towards Anon’s racing track.

House of the Witches…

“Mother, Anon just overcharged,” Jake said, showing the screen to Marinda. ．

“This is the perfect opportunity. Once the overcharge ends, you shall kill him and avenge your sister’s trauma. Take the elite mystical owl with you for swift transportation,” Marinda instructed.

“As you wish, Mother,” Jake replied, kneeling before her.

“You must bring me his head, or never return,” Marinda commanded.

“I will not disappoint you, Mother. Please believe in me.”

Author: This arc is the first arc of the story. What do you think of it now that it’s coming to an end ? Also i will be uploading several Chapters of fan service as soon as this arc ends. Dark mode: On