Rebirth of the Ruined Noble



Princess Aurora felt a sudden rush of wind as something flew past her, catching her attention. 

When she turned to look, there he saw a young man holding what seemed to be a rifle.

As her eyes met Eren's striking figure. His dark hair and pitch-black eyes complemented the rifle he held, making him appear more dazzling than usual.

-Boom!- In the midst of the chaos, a deafening sound of bombardment echoed through the air, startling everyone. The ground shook, and Princess Aura couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise.

"Arhhhh!" A shrill, ear-piercing scream pierced the battlefield, drawing the attention of both friend and foe. It originated from the red-haired woman who had suddenly emerged out of nowhere and launched a vicious attack. The intensity of her scream sent shivers down their spines, as if she had lost her very soul.

"What the….."

Julia, who once again cast her spell in agony, thought as she looked at the light illuminated by the explosion, covering the sillhole of the red-haired women.

The light illuminated the surroundings, temporarily paralyzing the monsters and bringing a momentary silence to the battlefield.

"....!"

As the light slowly subsided, the true scene came into view, leaving Babel, who now gripped his sword in left hand due to his broken right hand, in disbelief. What he witnessed before his eyes defied all expectations.

But then...! The red-haired woman stood there, her left hand gruesomely missing. Blood trickled down from the severed limb, pooling lifelessly on the ground as she held onto her arm trying to stop the blood.

Babel couldn't help but feel a mix of shock and awe at the sight before him. His sword, which had failed to harm her, now seemed insignificant. He couldn't comprehend as she who was unaffected by his attacks was now screaming with her severed hand.

"Matsya!!"

The middle aged man who was engrossed in combat with Zephyr and Evan, screamed in anguish. He exerted all his strength into his sword, forcing the two adversaries backward, and rushed to her side without hesitation.

"Leader!"

The men who had accompanied them, previously engaged in their own battles, swiftly gathered around her, providing cover from all directions.

The spectators in the Royal Museum Hall were left in awe, especially those who had witnessed the red-haired woman's formidable abilities.

'Even my sword was not able to cut her?!'

Babel stared at her severed left arm, utterly astounded by what had just transpired. The crowd's attention then shifted to the commotion's origin, only to find no one there.

'...?'

Confusion swept through their ranks, until they finally noticed a young man lying unconscious on the ground. It was Eren Pendragon, the boy who had accompanied the Freljord Academy's student group with special permission.

Amidst the astonished onlookers, Zale approached Matsya, who clung onto her blood-smeared shoulder. Concern filled his eyes as he inquired, "Are you okay, Matsya?"

"...Kill.."

Matsya mumbled weakly, her shoulder covered in blood while the veins bulged, appearing ominously black as if cursed. 

"I WILL KILL HIM!"

she growled, her voice resonating with a deadly determination.

-Bam!-

But just then, the entrance of the Royal Museum, previously sealed by the rebel army's sixth unit, was forcefully blasted open.

"Crap!"

Zale cursed under his breath, hastily lifting Matsya onto his shoulder. He knew what was transpiring without needing for an explanation

Realizing the urgency of the situation, he commanded the men with them, "Cover us!"

With a determined stride, Zale sprinted towards the women's washroom, where the portal they had created still lingered.

"Arhh!"

"Stop-!"

The sound of his subordinates' screams echoed behind him.

The reinforcement from the royal palace had arrived.

  The mission had ended in failure.

Zale immediately decided as he ran towards the portal.

His heart raced as he focused on reaching the portal. Glancing over his shoulder while maintaining his pace, his eyes widened in recognition.

"…!!" 

There he saw him, standing at a distance.

A man with hair resembling a lion's majestic mane locked his sharp gaze onto them. The name of the man echoed in Zale's mind, "Arden Von Agnus?" 

A man with hair as if it was a mane of the Lion! His eyes sharp looking right at them.

'Arden Von Agnus??'

A true monster has appeared!

Arden's eyes stayed on the figure of his son whose hand had been broken, for a movement before he looked back at them.

Arden raised his sword with a clear intent and swung it aiming at Zale from his position.

"...!"

Zale's instincts screamed at him, sensing the imminent danger. The portal was a mere 200 meters away, leaving no room for hesitation. Without second-guessing, Zale swiftly leaped to the side, narrowly evading the devastating swing of Arden's sword, which unleashed a powerful aura and sliced through the surrounding space.

Beads of sweat formed on Zale's forehead, realizing how close he came to being turned into mincemeat had he been even a second slower.

'What a monster! even though we only have a difference of one star level…'

Zale was a 7-star knight whereas the duke Arden Von Agnus was a level higher being at the pinnacle of 8-star, but the difference between them was as huge as an ocean and a lake.

It was something that was oblivious as once a person reach the stage of 8-star they would get the ability and unlock their own domain. And once they have mastered the usage of their domain, then they would turn invincible inside their domain which would give a incredible boost to them while suppressing all those they consider as enemies.

But Zale didn't had time to think all that.

Determined to reach the portal, Zale quickly regained his footing and continued his sprint, paying no mind to the threat behind him. With around 150 meters remaining, Arden noticed Zale's escape and raised his sword once more, relentless in his pursuit.

'Damn it, give me a rest!'

"Damn it, can't you give me a break?" Zale cursed inwardly as he pushed himself harder. However, mere moments later, another qi-infused sword was hurtling towards him.

This time, evading the attack was not an option, not because he wasn't able but if he evaded the attack, the portal may be destroyed and caught up in the attack.

'I must reach the portal by then.'

He thought of picking up his speed by squeezing all his power.

But Alas! He couldn't!

When the sword qi was just behind him, he was forced to make a bitter choice.

"Be sure to avenge me, Leader."

Zale said, surprising Matsya with his words as he tossed her into the portal. 

Time seemed to slow down as Matsya who was caught off guard by his actions. She widened her eyes in response.

It was the first time Zale referred to her as the leader, having previously dismissed her as too young for the role when she was appointed as one of the seven rebel leaders. Their relationship had been strained, to say the least.

For Matsya, his action of saving her as she saw him consumed by the sword qi was incomprehensible.

"...."

Words failed to escape her lips as she vanished into the portal, the last image imprinted on her mind being the commander of the sixth unit, his face adorned with a rare smile, whom she had never seen smile.

The sword qi consumed Zale covering him and the portal entirely and as the aftermath, the portal collapsed and Zale was reduced to a tattered state.

Though injured, Zale remained alive. Escaping could have been a possibility if the portal remained intact or if help arrived, but he knew better than to hope for assistance in this dire situation. 

'It's better to end here.'

He decided knowing that a larger suffering will befall on him if he was caught by Arden Von Agnus here.

Without thinking further, he clenched his teeth and imbued mana into his molar teeth.

"For the Liberation of Great Mauryan!" he bellowed, unleashing the stored poison in his teeth, swiftly claiming his own life within seconds.

""For the Liberation of the Great Mauryan""

Echoed the voices of the men who had accompanied him, their cries reverberating throughout the halls of the Royal Museum as they fell lifelessly to the ground..

That day, the entire sixth unit of the rebel army met their demise, either slaughtered or choosing to take their own lives.

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