I Alone Am The SSS-Rank Regressor-Chapter 39: Interruption

Mikhail’s back was covered in sweat as he made contact with Celine.

’What the he-’

The very next moment, she disappeared from his sight.

But before Mikhail could even register the move, he felt someone beside him.

"Hmm..."

Her face was so near him that he could feel her breath as her violet eyes peered into him.

It was as if he was being skinned mentally, layer by layer without even him realizing it.

That was the power of a Dominique.

Mikhail did not dare to move. More like his body couldn’t even if he tried.

"Hmm..." Celine hummed, raising her hand.

Her delicate fingers touched Mikhail’s cold cheek.

He felt their warmth despite it being as cold as a blizzard.

Celine ran down her fingers to the side of his face to his chin, before lifting his face up.

"I was right."

Her voice echoed in the silence of the ground, where everyone stood in shock.

Mikhail’s clothes were now drenched in sweat.

Her mana field was so thick, it was making him suffocate.

But finally, she removed her sight from him.

Her face turned straight to the stands, where her eyes met Vlahovic.

The latter instantly bowed his head.

"Milady," he said.

"I’ll be taking this boy with me," she replied, wasting no time.

Before the words or the shock could even settle in the ground or even in Mikhail, Celine had already acted.

A humongous gust enveloped her and Mikhail covering them before breaking the next second.

Only that the two weren’t there anymore.

They were gone.

***

Before Mikhail could understand what happened, the gust around him disappeared.

Only that he wasn’t in the castle anymore.

Around him was white and white all around with thick long trees that stretched above into the sky.

Mikhail knew where he was.

He was beyond the hold now.

And not just at any point..

It was the place where he had fought the Silent Pact.

He could still see some dry faint marks of blood and the broken remains of trees.

’Why am I back-’

"We are here finally." Celine interrupted his thoughts as she let go of his chin.

Mikhail’s eyes widened as he was reminded that she was beside him.

’I couldn’t even notice her.’

She was well beyond his league.

He was quickly about to make distance before Celine interrupted again.

"I won’t kill you,"

Fuck.

He realized that he was panicking, making him read him like a book.

Mikhail took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

But..

"At least not yet."

Suddenly, an invisible slice of wind cut through the air.

It was so fast that before he could even understand what she did, Mikhail felt something trickle down his cheek.

A shiver ran down Mikhail’s spine.

’Too fast.’

He felt the blood slide down his cheek to his neck.

Drip.

Swish.

As he felt a drop of blood drop from his neck, another blade cut through the air.

And for the second time, Mikhail felt wet on the other side of his cheek.

Celine’s indifferent violet eyes were staring right into his blue ones.

Despite the stings of pain, he did not dare break contact or make a move.

He felt as if the moment he did, his body would be sliced into pieces.

"Impressive instincts."

Her graceful voice cut through the air into his ears.

In the next second, Mikhail saw her relax her fingers.

Before she spoke again,

"Go on, give it your all. Hit me."

’Hu-’

What kind of deathly command was-

"If you can so much manage to even hit me once, I’ll grant you anything."

Before Mikhail could speak, she reaffirmed her words.

"Anything."

From this, he knew she meant anything.

Their freedom, wealth, power, her life.

Anything, she was willing to bet.

Mikhail knew it was easier said than done though.

It was almost impossible.

"I won’t attack back or even move from my spot."

He wanted to tell her that those didn’t improve his chances.

Only negated of him being dead during the challenge.

’Here goes.’

Mikhail took a deep breath readying himself.

He knew he was going to fail eitherway.

Definitely without his Oath and Dragma.

Raising his hands, Mikhail formed a spell circuit.

"Cindr-"

"Your all."

Celine’s voice echoed through the air, disrupting his spell.

Shivers ran down Mikhail’s spine but he calmed himself down.

He restricted a sigh.

He didn’t know why he was planning for her to not know.

After all he had seen, it was apparent he had been severely underestimating her.

Especially his Dragma. He had been kind of hoping that she wouldn’t see it.

Well, whatever.

Turning to her, Mikhail readied himself on his feet again.

The next second, the ground cracked under his feet as he shot forward.

Since she had given her word to not attack back or move, there was no harm in getting closer.

He didn’t trust her but it was better to take her word for it.

After all, he had nothing to lose. If she wanted to attack, she could have killed him in a second.

Closing the distance between them, Mikhail took out one of his guns.

With his free hand, he performed spell signs in quick succession.

He needed to focus right now.

The chance that he could hit her even from a millimeters distance was equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack.

"Cindralis Morphis."

BOOM!

A streak of red shot through the meter that was left between Mikhail and Celine.

Mikhail’s blue eyes watched as the bullet neared her before..

Whoosh.

The flames died out and the bullet was cleanly caught between Celine’s fingers.

It was as if it gradually slowed down before suddenly halting perfectly in her fingers.

For a moment, he was captured in awe of her powers.

But he had no time to spare, he needed to give her no time to relax.

It was the only way he could force an opening, allowing him a chance to attack.

This time, he took out both of his guns, resorting to pre-spells.

"Cindralis Morphis. Aqualis Morphis."

Boom. Boom.

Rather than waiting for the bullets to land this time, Mikhail shot forward too.

Just like last time, the streak of crimson and blue neared Celine before suddenly dying out in her fingers.

However, she was given no room to breathe.

As Mikhail was already under her sight now, within striking distance.

Letting both of his guns go, he performed signs in quick succession once more.

"Cindralis Hurrialis."

WHOOSH!

A torrent of flames erupted from his arms, enveloping Celine whole.

But within a second, Mikhail was grabbed by his neck and pulled close from within the flames.

The torrent died out a second later and he came face to face with Celine, who stared deep into his eyes once more.

"Is that truly your all?"