Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Chapter 183: Combat Examination [2]



Several examinations followed Eira's, each showcasing the Ascendant class's diverse talents.

Other cadets faced their trials, some faltered under the swarm's pressure, others shone with bursts of creativity.

But the crowd's anticipation grew as Instructor Lee Haeun's voice crackled through the speakers "Cadet Brandon, you're next for the solo phase."

Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Brandon.

As the only male awakener, everyone is curious to see what he can do.

They have seen his skills during combat training sessions, but its been a month and they are curious to see his improvement.

Feeling the stares, Brandon smiled dryly in his heart and stepped forward.

His boots crunched against the simulated rubble, the arena shifting to isolate him in a smaller section of the urban holographic city.

The arena flickered, and the holographic projectors spiked, materializing D-rank Skitterers, as he had expected with jagged limbs and glowing red eyes that burned like embers in the smoky haze.

He paused at the arena's center, his hand brushing the storage ring on his right finger and with a faint pulse of blue light, the ring released his dual daggers into his hands.

Brandon shifted his stance and bent his knees slightly with the daggers held in a reverse grip, their blades glinting under the holographic haze.

The crowd hushed and Eira's breath caught in her throat as she leaned forward, her eyes locked on him 'Show them, Brandon.'

The aberrants materialized across the battlefield in a chaotic wave, ten skittering across the rubble-strewn plaza, eight climbing the scorched walls of a collapsed storefront, six darting through a side alley, and six leaping from rooftops, their claws scraping concrete and metal with frenzied aggression.

"Neutralize all targets within five minutes. Begin!"

Brandon exploded into motion and his boots kicked up holographic dust as he rushed the nearest group.

His dual daggers flashed *swoosh* *swoosh*

The first Skitterer's node sparked red, its form dissolving into static before it could react, and Brandon spun, his second dagger carving through another's core.

Two more lunged but he ducked, his blades arcing in a double-slash *swoosh* severing their nodes.

Four down in two seconds.

The crowd gasped in surprise and Eira's smile widened.

Brandon didn't pause as he vaulted onto a rusted truck, its hood denting under his weight.

He leaped, using a dangling fire escape as a pivot to swing toward the alley group.

Three Skitterers charged with their limbs but Brandon was faster.

swoosh! swoosh! swoosh!

His blades slashed in a triple combo, each strike hitting a node with unerring accuracy as their forms dissolved into static.

The remaining three in the alley reared, but he dashed forward, his daggers carving a cross-slash through their cores.

Eight seconds in, ten Skitterers down.

The storefront group scrambled, their claws scraping glass as they climbed, while the rooftop Skitterers leaped, aiming to crush him from above.

Brandon's eyes narrowed as he sprinted up a pile of rubble, vaulting onto a shattered billboard with a fluid leap.

The rooftop Skitterers crashed where he'd stood, and he seized the moment, diving off the billboard with a spiraling twist.

His daggers flashed with a triple slash that cleaved through three nodes mid-air, their forms dissolving before he landed in a crouch.

The storefront Skitterers lunged and he ducked under one's claw, his left dagger slashing upward to hit its node, while his right parried another's strike, spinning to deliver a backhand slash through its core.

Two more charged, but he pivoted, his blades arcing in a double-slash.

The remaining four scattered, their AI adapting, but Brandon leaped onto a collapsed streetlamp to gain height.

He launched himself at them, landing four strikes, four kills and the red sparks faded as the storefront group dissolved.

Only the six rooftop Skitterers remained, skittering across a shattered rooftop, their AI opting for a coordinated assault.

Brandon sprinted up a slanted overpass, and vaulted onto the rooftop with a flip.

The Skitterers turned but he was already among them and he swirled his daggers, killing the three.

The final three lunged but Brandon spun, his blades a blur into triple slashes, each strike landing a killing blow as the last Aberrants vanished.

The arena fell silent and the simulation ended with a chime, the urban battlefield flickering back to the neutral chamber.

Brandon stood at the rooftop's edge, his chest heaving slightly.

He twirled the dagger once, before storing them in his ring with a soft hum.

The screen above flashed his results: Hits: 30/30, Misses: 0, Time: 15.3 seconds, Evaluation: Exemplary – Unparalleled Execution, Elite Combat Pacing.

Eira blinked in surrpise '15 seconds?'

The other students were equally surprised and turned to look at Brandon.

He walked back to the observational platform and Eira leaned forward to hug him "You did really well. Guess the training really paid off."

Looking at her, he nodded his head and at this time, another woman rushed to him.

"Brannnn~"

Elena patted his back with a big grin "Well done, well done, Bran. You really surprised me there."

The other students, too, clapped their hands while some gave him a slight glare.

Instructor Haeun looked at his peformance 'He is really doing well. Within two months, he has reached this far.'

'I wonder if the Soveriegn Circle will be pleased to this.'

'I hope the government will realize that the Aberrants are the real threat, not the men. He really has huge potential.'

'And with the rate of towers and ruptures appearing these days, we need more powerful awakeners. Doesn't matter if its male or female.'

'Nine Empyreans won't be enough.'

She glanced at Brandon who was talking with Eira 'Well considering his background, no one would dare to touch him...'

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"Huh? Why is he still alive?"

A sharp voice echoed through the board meeting room.

The members of the Sovereign Circle's inner council, twelve high-ranking women, each clad in tailored robes of deep crimson and gold, flinched visibly, their faces growing pale under the holographic glow.

They were the architects of the Circle's dominion, women of immense power who shaped the world's order, yet in Lingsha's presence, they were reduced to trembling subordinates.

The woman's blue hair fell down on her shoulders as her blue eyes looked at the holographic screen in front of her.

She leaned on her table slightly, looking at the young man on the screen "I am asking again... why is he still alive?"

"He is a man, an anomaly. You let him live this long?"

Every woman at the board meeting table shivered in fear.

"M-Madam Lingsha. H-He is the young brother of the Empyrean, Charlotte Fleurdys and the adoptive son of former Empyrean Elizabeth Fleurdys."

Upon hearing Elizabeth's name, the woman's eyes narrowed "Her son..."

Another one replied, "Y-Yes, Lady Lingsha. Lady Charlotte even threatened the Sovereign Circle to keep their hands off Brandon Kael."

"And given her status… we deemed it prudent to… observe, rather than act."

The woman, Lingsha stood up from her seat and stepped away from the table, her robe swishing softly as she walked slowly, her heels clicking against the marble floor.

"Just because an Empyrean is protecting him. You are letting him go?"

"Everything starts with a dot... The revolution he does today will empower men and if many men began to awaken like this, what about our rule?"

"The Sovereign Circle's rule."

Another woman spoke up "But… Madam Lingsha, his connections are vast. Beyond Charlotte and Elizabeth, he has ties to Florence, a matriarch of considerable wealth and influence."

"He is the Herald of the Rheanne Church."

"And then there is also the Academy's Headmistre-"

"Enough!"

Ji Lingsha's voice crackled through the room, silencing her.

"Excuses... Damn excuses."

"You speak of connections as if they are walls we cannot breach. Have you forgotten who we are?"

"The Sovereign Circle does not bend to threats, nor does it cower before Empyreans or matriarchs. We shape the world, and we will not allow a single man to unravel centuries of order."

"I return from the tower after three months and this is the shit I am seeing? Cowards..."

The women trembled and one of them spoke "B-But Lady Charlotte-"

A cold glint passed through Lingsha's eyes "I guess I need to remind her that Empyreans are also mortals..."

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"Haa.. Kael."

"Ravene..."

Pulling back from the kiss, Ravene and Brandon took short breaths as they looked at each other.

Meanwhile, Eira was looking around at the laboratory room, marveling at the technology.

Brandon raised his hand and pulled down Ravene's blouse before pulling her bra up, letting her breasts jiggle out.

He leaned down and captured his lips around her nipple, sucking it in.

Ravene closed her eyes in delight and patted his head.

Eira was dumbfounded to look at them and shook her head helplessly "Atleast sit first. Why are you making out while standing like that?"

Brandon's hands went down and grabbed her ass before taking her to a nearby table.

He made her sit on the table before continuing to suck her nipple.

Ravene giggled and hugged his neck "Good boy..."

Seeing them, Eira smiled wryly and facepalmed herself 'They really are perverts... trying to make out in every chance they get.'

However, looking at Brandon sucking on her nipple passionately made her sigh.

She began to remove her blazer and walk towards them "Me too..."


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