It was not the same place Damon landed when he came to the arena, but everyone landed in a different position.

For Sylvia, she landed in the most annoying place possible. When she lifted her head, she was standing right—

Of course, she was not far from the pest her father had following her around these past few days.

She sighed, feeling mildly irritated with her circumstances.

The ground was hot and black with red glows, and the smell of sulfur filled the air. Obsidian formed in the cooled-down parts, yet the heat was still great, brushing past her skin with the intoxicating scent of the volcanic region.

This was a pleasant new experience. She had never been close to an active volcano before, neither did she ever imagine she would see one.

However, this moment was easily ruined by her company.

The elves around her were all from the Moon Glades. Not all of them were here, but those who were belonged to the knights, they must have been sent in after her.

No surprise. Her parents didn't want her participating in the war games. She knew they would not agree, so she never asked. Especially since they were under the impression she was pregnant.

The young man walked toward her, pulling off his helm.

"Princess, how fortuitous! We did not get separated in this arena. Worry not, I will protect you."

Sylvia didn't even react, only admiring the view as the sky fogged up with volcanic ash.

"I wasn't worried, and you are far from being enough to protect me."

Her gaze didn't even lift to meet his. It might not have been visible to them, but Sylvia was actually looking at a book floating in front of her.

This had been her guide. She had used its instructions to slip away from her parents before the demon lord Paimon arrived, and with the distraction, she had entered the war games.

Her words made him bite his lips, but he held back his emotions, knowing the princess had been brainwashed by that wretched human, Damon Grey.

With a soft nod of his head, he ordered the elves to take a protective formation over Sylvia, but she didn't seem to care.

Her attention was solely on the glowing of the volcanic region, its orange embers causing the usually reticent princess to smile as her grey eyes captured the glow.

Her beauty was bewitching to him. Even if she was carrying the bastard child of some human, he still couldn't help but be mesmerized by her charm.

This thought only made his hatred for Damon Grey grow deeper. Surely that human had tricked their naive princess and had his way with her.

How can someone with such a deep interest in something so mundane not be innocent?

Sars gritted his teeth, standing behind her as he imagined what it would have been like to taint such a flower.

Sylvia sighed, turning her head slightly.

"It's not unusual for men to have such thoughts about women. If anything, it's natural."

Her words made him pause. She didn't even glance at him.

"However, I can admit to the hypocrisy of my actions. If he was the one thinking it, I wouldn't mind. You aren't, therefore, you disgust me."

She stood up, her hair gleaming in the orange glow.

"I gave you several warnings to leave of your own accord. Still, I see you all the same. Clearly, no one here takes my words seriously."

His hands trembled at her words. Was it embarrassment, or shock that she could read or deduce what was in his mind?

His heart nearly pounced against his ribcage. Still, more than that, anger rose in his chest from her words. How come… how can a human be better? She wouldn't mind if it was the human who ruined her.

Sylvia closed her eyes with a resolved expression.

"You can still leave…"

Her words were cold and empty, as if she wasn't even referring to a person but to a bug that had crossed her path. No, Sylvia was more compassionate to bugs than to this elf.

Sars bit his lips. He had never seen her put on such an expression. The princess who was kind and gentle, almost frail and bookish, was now cold as ice.

"I… I cannot leave you, Princess… I will prove myself, and I will be wed to you…"

Sylvia closed her eyes with disappointment.

"My father must have been really disappointed in me to have even thought of arranging a marriage with the likes of you."

Kadelas must have been shaken by her supposed pregnancy, that he wanted to marry her off since she refused to get rid of it. She would marry Sars, even if it was in name only or at least that was her father's thought.

Sylvia didn't care at all.

"I have made it abundantly clear that I despise you. I do not want to see you. The thought of you even being close to me makes me want to gouge out my eyeballs and peel off any part of my person that even comes close to touching you. Looking at you is what I do when I want to hate myself."

Sars' hands trembled, the insult, the humiliation, and the fact that she did it while the whole world was literally watching through the magic orbs hovering around them.

Still, Sars swallowed his pride and held steadfast to his desires and the wishes of the Elf King.

"You would choose that dirty human over your own kind?"

Sylvia's eyes grew cold, walking toward Sars with a chill in her tone.

"I warned you."

Sars wanted to say something as she approached him, but he could never have imagined in his wildest dreams what came next.

There was a flash of silver light.

From Sylvia's hands came a small coldness on his neck. He felt something warm trickling down. He touched it lightly, redness was the last thing he saw as the elven knights saw his head plop to the ground, a spray of blood bathing Sylvia's face.

Then his body fell.

She turned to them slowly, her gaze the most powerful they had ever felt, terrifying even.

"Does anybody else wish to join him?"

They all saluted, expressing their submission to her will.

She squatted down and cut out his heart, muttering to herself.

"I have the first ingredient for reaching the Third Class… Lilith Astranova… I'm coming for you."

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