Records of the Weakest Emperor

The trainees were dumbfounded.

They didn't know what to say.

Their expectations were low in regards to Fatty Zach's performance, but holy shit. They didn't expect him to be defeated in just a single blow!

Calvin shook his head and inwardly chuckled. This was within his expectations.

"Don't even think that Deputy Instructor Eutem is being unreasonable here..."

"In fact, he deliberately went easy on the Fatty. The ruthless criminals that are around Ashmelion would never spare you any mercy like what Deputy Instructor had done..."

Instructor Lawrence continued with this serious look on his face, "If you don't want to stay as cannon fodders, then all of you better do your best and train your skills well!"

"Sir, yes, sir!" Inspired by Instructor Lawrence's words, some confident trainees walked up the podium and challenged Eutem Gahi to a fight.

But none of them lasted the necessary five blows.

The one that lasted the longest only managed to withstand a measly three blows before being sent out of bounds by Eutem.

These trainees had never thought about Deputy Instructor Eutem that much, but now that they had experienced his might. They were humbled and realized that Deputy Instructor Eutem seemed to be stronger than Instructor Lawrence!

But of course, they knew that this had to be a fallacy...

After all, if the former was stronger than the latter, then wouldn't he be ranked higher than the latter?

"Fatty, are you all right?"

Calvin approached Fatty Zachary and the latter turned to look at him with bitterness on his face.

"Man, that was embarrassing... I didn't even manage to last a single blow." Fatty Zachary sorrowfully held on his burning cheek.

"Yeah, your performance sure was disappointing but I wouldn't call it embarrassing..."

"Have you already forgotten the display of bravery and the speech that you made earlier before you jumped into the fray? Who knows if a girl or two are now attracted to you after that courageous display?" Calvin teased.

"You're right..." Fatty Zachary's vigor was suddenly ignited, "I can only stay downcast like this for so long. I cannot disappoint those women who now hold me in such high regard." He stood up and started to observe the fight happening above the podium with gusto.

'I was only joking though...'

Calvin wanted to say these words out loud, but he was afraid that he might hurt the feelings of the fatty.

"Are there more challengers?"

Lawrence declared as he scanned the crowd.

But to his disappointment, the trainees ducked their heads and stared directly onto the ground the moment his gaze flitted across them. Deputy Instructor Eutem Gahi was an absolute killing machine... who would dare to challenge him?

A man could be courageous, but they could not be stupid!

Yes, a wise man knows when to advance and retreat...

The trainees consoled themselves with these aged adages as they remained standing where they were out of embarrassment.

They couldn't think of any rebuttal. They simply looked down; their faces red in shame.

"How about I try?"

A pleasant voice broke the silence of the training grounds.

Instructor Lawrence immediately broke out into a smile.

Everyone turned to look at the origin of the voice and they discovered that the one who spoke was Christine Allana—the consistent holder of the number one spot in all things among this batch of trainees.

When the eyes of the other trainees landed on her, they couldn't help but feel subconsciously inferior.

The halo around Christine was just too dazzling, especially when they discovered her identity.

These commoners found it hard to raise their heads to look at her, and as a result...

She became unknowingly isolated from the others.

Even the girls were afraid and wary of her.

They couldn't treat Christine as a normal person since they were afraid that Christine might kill them and annihilate their families once they said something wrong.

This was how scary a martial family was in the eyes of commoners.

But both instructors didn't care about what these commoners thought.

For them. they only had a single desire at this moment—to know the extent of Christine's capabilities.

But aside from Christine, there was also another trainee whose capabilities both instructors wanted to ascertain.

It was none other than Calvin.

Instructor Lawrence saw at first glance that Calvin seemed to be trying his best to hide his capabilities for reasons unknown.

But the fact that he was so insistent in staying low-key elicited a burning curiosity in Instructor Lawrence's heart.

It made him even more curious to see just how powerful Calvin was!

Little did Instructor Lawrence knew that his own theory was true.

That's right, Calvin didn't plan on making any waves for the next three months.

He had decided that he would only obtain the necessary passing marks to become an auxiliary police officer without drawing too much attention to himself.

He was only planning on doing whatever was necessary without anything extra.

After having received the agreement of both Instructors, Christine Allana leaped over the wooden podium in a single leap. She landed gracefully on the floor and the trainees couldn't help but gawk at the sight of her magnificent display of skill.

"Why do I feel like she might be able to defeat Deputy Instructor Eutem?"

"Yeah, did you see her moves? Man, that was so smooth."

The trainees focused all of their attention on the podium, all of them felt that Christine Allana might be able to turn the tides in the favor of the trainees.

"What a beauty..." Fatty Zachary admired from a distance, "Sadly, she is someone that commoners like us will never be able to get along..."

"Why?" Calvin asked out of curiosity.

"It's because she belongs in a Martial family!"

"A martial family?" Calvin's eyes brightened, "Are you talking about the Allana Martial family of Ashmelion?"

"Yeah! Wait, I thought you didn't know?" Fatty Zachary stared suspiciously at Calvin.

"I had my hunch due to her surname."

"I see, that makes sense."

Fatty Zach nodded, "But now that you know her identity, I suppose you must also know the difference between us and her?"

"Yeah..." Calvin absentmindedly replied.

His mind wasn't on the topic at this moment because he was currently reminiscing about the past.

Surrounded by thick fog in the middle of a deep valley, a lone woman was standing with this look of hatred on her face.

She was a woman whose surname Calvin had never known until the start of the war against the invaders. But when she came to the fore, her might and name resounded throughout the entire continent.

The concept of the Seven Gods and Goddesses had been shattered back then, and this woman became a demi-god after ascending to the ranks of the Apex Predators.

The Goddess of Blade.

Despite acquiring might rivaling to that of one of the Gods and Goddesses, she still perished with a single word from that charming man.

That charming man was just too terrible.

After having shattered the Primordial Cradle, he invaded the lands of Earth and Las Felipinas.

His schemes just ran too deep at that time that there was nothing that the Seven Gods and Goddesses could do apart from being devoured.

Yes, devoured...

The Sucklings were masters in the concept of Devouring, thus they were named as such.

The Goddess of Blade had acquired the commandment of the Goddess of Prosperity and Gold, Nuwa, and with the latter's sacrifice...

She managed to leave the mortal coil and reached a realm higher than Apex Predators.

But what could a woman supported by only a single Goddess do against a monster that had triumphed against the other Gods and Goddesses?

Even the Goddess of All-Encompassing Light perished after a heaven-rending battle against him back then...

But this grim truth didn't become an obstacle as it ignited the hearts of humanity. The Goddess of Blade quickly became the symbol of hope and she became even stronger with the aid of the people's "faith".

Unfortunately, in the end...

It was too late.

She was just too late.

Calvin still remembered that heartwrenching moment when she condemned him for causing everything to happen.

"You..."

"You're that..."

"You're that coward!"

"How are you alive?"

"How come that you're alive?"

"Everyone's already dead, but you're still alive?"

"On what basis?!"

"How is a coward like you still alive?!"

The fury and hatred in her eyes at that moment was thicker than the rivers of blood that had formed in that deep valley that day.

"..." Calvin shook his head.

He found himself unable to breathe.

That scene—was still haunting him to this day.

He could still remember how she became so hysterical when she saw him working under that charming man...

He could still remember the look of disbelief and sorrow in her eyes when that charming man severed her head with a single word.

But remembering that scene right now...

Why did the Goddess of Blade seem relieved when she died in that valley?

Calvin didn't know the answer to this question and knowing it was an impossible feat.

Letting out a sigh, at least... he still remembered the surname of that woman.

Yes, she was this woman.

Christine Allana.

The Goddess of Blade whom the Goddess of Prosperity and Gold sacrificed her life for in hopes of turning the tides over in favor of humanity.

Back then, Calvin only knew of her surname.

After all, it was taboo to directly state the honorable name of a Goddess.

But now, Calvin was sure.

He had his suspicions when he first met her, but now he was certain after hearing her surname.

If nothing was done, Christine Allana would be the future Goddess of Blade!

"Hahaha..." Calvin inwardly laughed.

"The Goddess of Blade... Back then, she was the epitome of coldness..."

"But I never knew that she had always been this cold since she was young."

"Nevermind..." Calvin shook his head, "I can see that the current version of the Allana Martial family's Art of Wind-Chasing is still incredibly unpolished. They are still using unoptimized routes in circulating the latent mana hidden in their bodies..."

"I bet right now, the current Allana Martial family have no idea about the true potential of their Art of Wind-Chasing and the levels above what they currently know."

The Goddess of Blade might've turned her back to him at that time, but it was mostly because of his own fault and mistakes.

Calvin stared at the future Goddess of Blade in appreciation as a plan slowly hatched in his mind.