Chapter 46

The madness of the half-elf and the vampire who tried to burn down the wedding venue was still not forgotten, and the chatter of the bustling guests was drowned out by the clashing of swords. In that moment, when the wedding turned into a cheap joke and no one cared about such things, two women were fighting.

Glacia relentlessly pressured Airi with continuous sword strikes, leaving no room for error. Airi blocked the strikes with ice magic and used wind magic to send blades of wind, seeking an opportunity to counterattack. She fought so well that it made me wonder if she was some max-level regression protagonist. With the bloodline of a hero’s daughter and my genius guidance combined, she created such synergy. She was like Naruto, with the best bloodline and the best master.

I planned to intervene if one side started to lose. Melchior seemed to think the same, as he casually watched while eating food from a plate.

Suddenly, Airi’s kick landed squarely on Glacia’s stomach.

“Who do you think you’re messing with?”

Glacia’s defense crumbled, and Airi’s kicks kept coming. The kicks, reminiscent of Master Kim’s construction site moves, were quite powerful, and Glacia’s expression wasn’t looking good. I remember teaching Airi some of Master Kim’s techniques while training her in martial arts. Is she going to pull out a Phoenix Kick or Phoenix Heaven Dance next?

“Truly an artistic kick!!! She exploited the brief opening Glacia showed.”

Melchior praised Master Kim’s construction site moves. Remember, Taekwondo is invincible, and Master Kim is a god.

“Brother, Glacia got hit, and you’re not even mad?”

Is Melchior really that bad as a father? How can he be so cold when his only daughter is taking a combo to the gut?

“It’s natural for warriors to exchange blows!!! And my daughter isn’t weak enough to fall to something like that, Werner!!!”

My ears are going to fall off. Did he boil that chicken doll and make samgyetang? That voice doesn’t sound human. Melchior, with his lion’s roar as a passive skill, slapped my back. My back’s going to peel off.

“Look!!! She’s still guarding even while getting hit!!!”

Indeed, Glacia was guarding and looking for an opening. To understand fighting games, you must master guarding first. Glacia, raising her arms to block fatal blows, didn’t miss the opening in Airi’s combo delay.

Glacia’s punch landed squarely on Airi’s face. That was clearly the Falcon Punch Glacia used on Airi in the original. After successfully landing the Falcon Punch, Glacia drove her fist into Airi’s thigh. That move was definitely the Power Geyser. It seemed intended to seal Airi’s construction site moves and any potential Phoenix Kicks.

“You trashy little girl!!!”

Wow, that voice is loud. Melchior probably shared the samgyetang leg with his daughter too. The father’s love shines, but my ears are about to fall off. Are those brats bragging about getting samgyetang legs without a father?

Airi, who took a strong hit to her leg, let out a short groan. Was it due to the high damage of the Power Geyser?

But Airi was also a tough one. She raised her hand and used the ultimate hand blade technique, Berlin’s Red Rain, to strike Glacia’s head. This was also threatening, as blood started streaming down Glacia’s forehead.

“Brother, isn’t this getting dangerous?”

“Indeed, it’s more like a dogfight now. If the Heavenly Demon Old Man were here, he would have scolded them, saying this isn’t a martial arts match.”

“Should we stop them?”

“No, let’s watch a bit more.”

Honestly, it was entertaining. It seemed like just a simple fistfight, and it didn’t look like they were trying to kill each other. Besides, what’s more fun than watching a fight?

When the butter biscuits on my plate ran out, the two of them started rolling on the ground. Glacia, in a mount position, aimed her fist at Airi’s face, but Airi dodged it. Glacia’s fist slammed into the marble floor, leaving a deep mark.

“You little bug…!”

Damn… this seems really dangerous. Are they some kind of vicious criminals?

Airi grabbed Glacia’s neck and threw her to the ground, reversing the mount position. She tried to strike Glacia with her hand blade.

But Glacia quickly grabbed Airi’s wrist. Airi made a displeased expression and let out an equally displeased voice.

“You criminal who kidnapped Master!”

This is a catfight. But watching them fight, it’s more like a mirror match in an underground fighting arena.

Glacia slapped away Airi’s hand blade and grabbed her hair, rolling her around. Now it’s not even a dogfight, just a complete mess.

“Lord Werner left my side because of you!!!”

I’ve never seen Glacia this excited before.

“Of course, it’s because he didn’t like you!!! You vampire who can’t even eat garlic!!!”

The racial slur seems a bit over the line…

“Just like your mother, hurting Lord Werner!”

But Glacia retaliated with a mother joke, so it’s even. Racial slurs and mother jokes, now it’s like a kids’ chat in an AOS game.

Airi: Half-vampires are science.

Glacia: You look just like your mom.

That kind of chat.

Airi, who started both the fight and the chat, was bleeding from her nose but refused to give up.

“You’re the one who tried to force Master into an engagement and keep him captive!”

“Don’t pretend to care about Lord Werner…”

Glacia suddenly calmed down, but her red eyes were more venomous than ever.

“Do you know why Lord Werner went to that city? For recuperation. Do you know why he needed recuperation? It’s because of you…”

This was getting dangerous. If Airi hears this, she’ll cry and throw a tantrum.

“Roots of the tree, entangle them.”

Tree roots emerged from the ground and wrapped around Glacia and Airi, separating them. Thankfully, Glacia only got to say, “You little…” before being silenced. That should be safe enough.

I turned to Melchior beside me.

“Even you have to admit it was time to stop them, right?”

“Yeah, it was the perfect timing. My daughter is still young, I didn’t expect her to be so short-sighted.”

A warrior’s honor be damned, my secret had to be protected. If it got out that I couldn’t use great magic in front of so many people, it would be chaos. Media, Airi’s mother, would find out after waking up, and that’s the outcome Werner wanted to avoid the most. Even the usually calm Glacia gets this excited over racial slurs. Today, I miss Martin Luther King Jr., who advocated for the end of discrimination.

I gave Airi, still entangled in the tree roots, a hard flick on the forehead. The sound echoed loudly.

“This is your punishment, disciple. Save the reunion hug for later.”

Melchior also approached Glacia, still wrapped in the roots, and gave her a flick. Airi instantly looked sullen.

“This time, our princess was very short-sighted. Dad is a bit disappointed.”

Glacia, scolded by her usually caring father who would share samgyetang legs, averted her gaze.

Then Melchior shouted to the trembling guests.

“The wedding is canceled! Leave now!!!”

Only then did the guests feel relieved and leave the venue. I should have said that earlier, but I was too engrossed in watching the fight.

I retracted the tree roots entangling Airi and Glacia and sat them far apart. They, as sinners, had to sit quietly without saying a word.

“I’ll go stop the sisters’ fight for a moment, so stay still, disciple. If you fight again, even Brother Zick won’t save you from excommunication.”

Then I turned to Glacia and warned her.

“And Lady Glacia, please stay quiet. If you bring up that matter again… I won’t see you anymore.”

Only then did they nod, realizing the seriousness of the situation.