Chapter 42: You Deserve to Die
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Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 42: You Deserve to Die

Roel would have never thought that there would be a death flag in this banquet too.

Alicia’s hatred toward the original Roel probably had its roots in this banquet too. The original Roel didn’t have the guts or capability to stop Bron, so he would have only been able to watch in trepidation from the side.

However, the current Roel was different.

Words couldn’t begin to describe how he was feeling at the moment. His mind and body were burning up as if an inferno had ignited within him. His mana started to blaze with fervor.

He finally understood why he had worked so hard to reach Origin Level 6. There had been a lingering doubt at the back of his mind if strength was really necessary for him to avert his death flags. If it wasn’t, why was he pushing himself so hard?

But now that he was standing before Bron, everything suddenly made perfect sense. All of the blood, sweat, and tears he had shed was so that he could beat this damned piece of shit into the ground!

“Y-you, where did you… ”

Bam!

Roel had no interest in wasting his time listening to what Bron had to say. He raised his hand to grab the golden-haired boy’s face before abruptly smashing it into a nearby table.

Boom!

Roel’s blood started pumping fast under the effects of mana, allowing him to exert superhuman strength. Bron’s head was rammed into the table with great force, nearly imprinting his facial features into it. However, Roel wasn’t happy with just this much.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Kacha!

Before anyone in the room could recover from their shock, Roel had already smashed Bron’s head into the wooden table four times, and on the fifth time, the latter’s head smashed right through. Only then did he finally stop a little.

“What a tenacious cockroach. You still aren’t going to die yet?”

Roel gazed down coldly on Bron, who was frantically trying to pull his head out from the table. It was likely that the latter was at Origin Level 6 as well, or else he would have died from the first blow.

It was also at this point in time that the gang of young nobles behind him finally snapped out of their daze.

“B-boss! Stop him!”

“Get him!”

These young nobles were all horrified to see how their leader was slammed into the table so easily, but there was no way they could back down here. There were all supposed to be Bron’s closest confidants. They had to buck up their courage and step forward even if their opponent was the young master of the Ascart House.

Eleven of them.

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