Rosalyn quietly looked at Becrock.

�How could something like this happen to someone like me who overcame all obstacles to get here?!�

Becrock had to overcome many obstacles ever since realizing that he had talent.
He recalled the obstacles he had to overcome in his life.

He thought about how he was a beggar who got lucky and ended up as a mage�s disciple and how he had stealthily killed that mage�s number one disciple so that he could become the number one disciple and let his talent shine.

How hard had it been to stealthily kill such a talented bastard?
He then worked very hard once he became the number one disciple.

He had then met the liege and finally, the time for him to rise to a position where he could treat those useless trash however he wanted was near.

He would become a great hero.

So why�

�Why is a bitch like you getting in my way?!�

Rosalyn started to think as she watched Becrock shout in anger.

�Did they say we were the same age?�

Becrock was the enemy, but Rosalyn admitted that he was skilled. He was so skilled that you could not help but admit it.
She recalled how Becrock said that they were similar in many ways.
But why was it that Becrock did not realize where they were most similar?

�Becrock, I was practicing magic as well while you were making your law and doing magic.�

�I worked my ass off too.

I really did.�

Becrock�s pupils started to shake.
Rosalyn loosened her grip on Becrock�s neck.
Rosalyn looked into Becrock�s eyes that were full of fear and continued to speak.

�Thank you. I grew stronger thanks to you.�

Baaaaaang!

The two large red hands slammed against Becrock once she let go of him.

�Aaaaaaaaahh!�

Only Becrock�s terrible scream could be heard.

Both the allies and the enemies blankly watched the two red hands clasp together in the night sky. JrNovels.com