Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 193: The Metal Clash

Zaroth watched the arena with a serious expression. This was the first time he had seen a fight involving David that didn't end in mere seconds.

With a frown, he began to summarize what he had seen,

"He is able to move very fast, though I am not sure if it is for a prolonged period of time or only for a short while. Furthermore, it seemed like no matter what attacks he takes are nullified, no matter if they are elemental or physical. "

"Also, the fact that he made Lily pass out with a single chop behind the neck demonstrates that he most likely is proficient in using some kind of martial art, or at least knows where to strike."

While this information was clearly helpful, Zaroth was still far from having a deeper understanding of how David's powers worked. Hopefully, he was going to learn more before he was paired up against him.

Shifting his gaze, Zaroth studied Roran's expression, how was the man going to react to seeing his girlfriend lose the match?

'He is taking it better than I expected,' Zaroth thought.

While Roran looked a bit on edge, it seemed that the man wasn't that worried.

Was it because he had seen that Lily hadn't taken much damage, or was he just confident that she would be fine no matter what?

Sadly, Zaroth didn't have much time to ponder, as the next match was his.

With a sigh of regret, he got up.

Right now, only the best among the best participants had remained, meaning each battle he fought from now on was going to be harder and harder.

And yet, he didn't feel that nervous. Even if this week he didn't really gain that much strength, his mind was clearer than normal, so he was confident he would be able to come up with a strategy to beat his opponent no matter how strong they were.

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Standing in the arena, Zaroth gazed at the audience for a bit. As always, the seats were overflowing, no doubt the emperor had gained a large sum of money by selling tickets to see the fights.

There was also a small white globe levitating with a black dot pointing at the center of the arena.

Zaroth knew where to look because Zack had informed him about the device that recorded the fights the orbs were projecting.

He threw a quick glance at the emperor's family as well, or rather than looking at them as a whole, he focused on one individual specifically—Althea.

He cursed that moronic emperor's family for placing her so far back, almost hiding her from view. As a result, he could barely enjoy the scenery.

'... When I win the tournament, I will have a wish granted by the emperor's family.' His mind began to drift.

He had a few minutes to think before the fight started, and he intended to make full use of them.

'It would be a waste wishing for money, as I can technically get it by betting. And it has to be something that is easily given. After all, I have a feeling Elysia would soon make a move against the emperor.'

In fact, Zaroth already knew that the wish was going to concern Althea in some way.

Sadly, she was a queen, so Zaroth doubted he could simply wish for her to leave the emperor's side and come with him. The emperor might see it as an insult to his name and use it as an excuse to arrest him.

There had to be a limit to what one could wish for, after all.

Or else, Zaroth could simply wish to become the emperor.

No, in the first place, even if he could just wish for Althea, would it even be the right thing to do?

Zaroth, of course, wasn't talking about the moral dilemma, but something else.

If Althea gets with him just because of his wish, wouldn't that defeat the whole purpose?

After all, she would be just getting with him because she doesn't have a choice.

And Zaroth didn't want that, he wanted Althea to come to him out of her own volition.

To do that, he would have to make her fall for him, and the best way to do that is to use the wish he would be granted in such a way as to leave a strong impression, making her desire him.

That was his goal. The only thing missing from that plan was, what is the smartest way to use the wish?

"I have time to think about that," Zaroth muttered as he gazed at his opponent.

Even if he had taken the week easy, he at least decided to learn what kind of things his opponent was able to do and their abilities.

As such, he wasn't surprised when he saw that the man in front of him had white hair, just like him.

The capital was vast, after all, so it was only a matter of time until Zaroth's gaze would fall on somebody that had the same hair color as him. It was just strange that it had to happen in the arena.

Fate surely worked in strange ways.

"Well, let's see what you got," Zaroth spoke with a smile as he cracked his neck, getting ready to fight.

Unlike all his previous fights, Zaroth was unarmed this time.

Why?

Because of the nasty power of his opponent, Metal Shifting.

His opponent was able to manipulate all kinds of metal—reshaping them, making them fly, or turning them into liquid.

Zaroth was going to be a fool if he brought weapons to this fight.

After all, his opponent could just use the metal from which his weapons were made and turn them into liquid form to attack Zaroth.

In contrast to Zaroth being unarmed, his opponent was armed to the teeth.

The man wore very heavy metal armor, a giant shield in one hand, and numerous weapons on his back.

Though Zaroth suspected that once the fight started, the man would turn them all into liquid to make them more efficient for use, as moving with so many weapons would slow him down too much.

As soon as the emperor announced the start of the fight, the audience cheered.

Zaroth's eyes shined, and all of his beasts—excluding Luna, of course—appeared next to him.

His opponent casually dropped all the weapons on the ground, and a second later, they turned into liquid that embraced his body.

From his observations, Zaroth realized that while his opponent could manipulate metal, he first needed to acquire it. This meant he could only control the metal he had brought into the fight.

The man couldn't just make the metal appear out of thin air.

Without saying anything, Zaroth made his beasts charge at the man, while he was going to stay back and assault his opponent from afar with fireballs and firebreaths.

His plan was to exhaust his opponent's mana and then go for the killing blow.

After all, Zaroth wasn't arrogant. He knew that as long as the liquefied metal was around his opponent's body, a lethal attack was impossible, as the metal could simply be moved to block the attack.

Zaroth's thirteenth round had begun.