Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 224: The Struggle for Strength

Zaroth took hoarse breaths as he knelt onto one knee.

At this moment in time, he regretted that he wore a suit when he entered Elysia's mansion.

The beautiful suit was torn to shreds, with most of it already fallen off and slipping from his body.

The shirt was the only thing left above his waist, and even it was nearly gone, exposing his muscular body beneath.

Zaroth had spent a lot of time training to acquire such body.

And it was all meaningless before the woman in front of him.

He knew that Elysia was strong, but this was just ridiculous!

They had been fighting for about ten hours nonstop at this point, and while he felt like passing out, she looked just as graceful as before.

There wasn't even a sweat on her forehead, and her breathing was relaxed.

She raised an eyebrow as she gazed at him,

"What, do you want to take a break?"

At her question, Zaroth gritted his teeth; he was supposed to impress her, for fuck's sake!

And yet, at the moment, the only thing he had achieved was to show how large of a gap there was between the two of them.

If Zaroth had been training with any other person, he would have rested multiple times by now, but because he was fighting with Elysia, he couldn't allow himself to!

It wasn't because he feared that he would lose his momentum, no, it was simply because of his stupid pride.

He scoffed quite forcefully as he slowly got back on his two legs, which at this point were shaking from exhaustion.

"I… no, we are just getting started!" he proclaimed as he raised the odachi in front of himself.

His beasts were nowhere to be found; his mana had run out a long time ago.

So he couldn't use his skills nor his beasts.

The only thing he could do was to fight Elysia with his weapons, which seemed unfair to him.

After all, he had always relied on them alongside his other abilities.

But now he had nothing but his raw skills to rely on.

Elysia took a step forward.

And a moment later, appeared right before him.

Zaroth's eyes widened; she had moved so fast again that he wasn't even able to see her movement.

She was either teleporting or moving so fast it was like she was blinking in and out of existence.

Thankfully, unlike the first time, she didn't attack him as she waited for Zaroth to attack first,

Forcing his muscles to move, he swung downward, making use of gravity.

In response, Elysia caught the blade with her two delicate fingers.

Zaroth clenched his jaw as he attempted to retract the blade, but her two fingers were enough to hold the blade in one place.

"Goddamn!" he cursed, as he let go of the weapon. It was impossible to use now, so by instinct, he reached behind his back and used his two daggers.

Yes, despite going into her mansion with a suit, he also carried his weapons on his back. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't walk with them.

His hands moved slowly... painfully slowly, as if forcing them to move for so long had exhausted him too much at this point.

Elysia didn't even move as the daggers collided with her body,

And they were pushed back!

She wasn't wearing any armor, just her usual clothes!

And yet the daggers had been pushed back, not even leaving a scratch on her normal clothes.

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The shockwave was so strong that his grip couldn't hold them, and he let go of both of them.

His vision blurred; he desperately needed rest and water. He had sweat buckets of water at this point.

The last thing he had was the spear, which he grabbed from behind his back, and without hesitation, he pointed it toward her.

The tip of the spear was shaking as he wasn't able to hold it properly.

Still, he wasn't going to give up; he narrowed his eyes as he took a step forward and charged with all his power toward her.

She took a step forward as well… and slapped the spear out of his hand.

Zaroth's eyes widened in horror. Had he become so weak that he couldn't even hold the weapon after the slap?

"Fuck!" he cursed as he made his palm into a fist and attacked.

At one moment, his fist was flying toward Elysia, and in the next, he found himself on the ground.

Elysia used her foot to trip him, making him fall. At the same time, she caught his hand and twisted it slightly, forcing him to the ground.

"AH!"

Zaroth's mouth opened even wider as he desperately gasped for air.

He wanted to stand up.

But it was all meaningless in the end, as Elysia sat on his waist, easily pinning him down to the ground.

He could barely stand on his own, and with her weight pressing down on him, it was nearly impossible to move.

"It is clear that you lost," Elysia spoke coldly.

Under normal circumstances, he would have felt his body heat up, after all Elysia was sitting on top of him!

It was like a dream come true!

But his consciousness was fading, so he couldn't care about such things at the moment.

"Your opponent can move quickly, ignore all attacks, and is proficient in hand-to-hand combat. How do you defend against that?"

It was clear that Elysia was trying to teach Zaroth how to fight against an overwhelming power, but he was barely conscious! How could he even remember what she was saying?

Elysia didn't say anything after that for a few moments, neither did she move.

If she did, Zaroth would attempt to get up again, and the way things were going, he was going to die of exhaustion. There wasn't a healer that could heal that.

A few minutes passed as Elysia was looking at the man below her, she was waiting to see how he was going to try and escape from the situation.

After Zaroth's racing heart calmed and a bit of mana recovered, his mouth opened as he began to laugh, surprising even himself a little.

"I lost? No, impossible! At best, it's going to be always a draw no matter what!"

Elysia raised an eyebrow. "And why might that be the case?" she asked, hoping she hadn't accidentally driven him to insanity with her training.

Without saying anything, Zaroth moved, stretching his hands toward her. But contrary to Elysia's expectations, instead of trying to push her away, his left hand found its way behind her waist and his right behind her back as he pulled her tightly toward himself, almost embracing her.

In a way, even if it was quite pathetic, he had caught her in a trap from which she would need a second to escape.

A second later, Luna, in her human form, appeared behind Elysia.

Zaroth smiled. "No matter how bad the situation, I can summon Luna at any moment! Even if she turned into a dragon and killed me by cracking my mana core, she would have enough time to kill my opponent!"

Elysia raised an eyebrow, sure now, because he was embracing her, she would need a second to turn around to face the dragon, and that second could spell her doom.

"But that will mean that you will have to use her in the middle of the tournament, making everybody see that you have a mythical dragon. Is that what you want?"

Zaroth didn't answer as his arms dropped to the ground.

Elysia felt a tap on her shoulder; as she turned her head, she saw Luna.

"He is passed out; you can get up, he will need the rest," Luna spoke.

Elysia sighed as she did that.

Interestingly, Zaroth's twisted smile remained on his face as he passed out.

"So, what do you think?" Elysia asked as she gazed at Luna.

Luna was Zaroth's first and strongest summon; as such, she should have some kind of connection with him.

"He's getting stronger," Luna answered as she knelt close to Zaroth's head on the ground and gently placed it on her thighs.

"But he's still not strong enough," Luna added with a smirk.

Elysia sighed as she massaged her forehead,

Teaching Zaroth how to fight against David would be a long and tedious process.