"But...only the servants of Saint Sis...can use Holy Light..."

Looking at Vivian who was still stuttering prayers, Luo Yan gently touched her lips with his wand, making a silencing gesture.

"Such details are utterly insignificant, my dear sister... As you said yourself, at this point, do you still care about duels and rules?"

Indeed, Holy Light spells were not his forte; otherwise, he wouldn't even need to chant spells to assist, much like his Bone Spear.

Observing Vivian whose face shifted between shades of pale and flush, Luo Yan lightly moved his wand away and continued speaking with the tone one uses for bedtime stories.

"The Ghost Birds flying above can't see a thing here, and you counted on that when you made your move, didn't you? As for the goblins, aside from the fact that they all hid away, even if they saw it, it wouldn't matter. Their testimony is worthless, and nobody cares, not to mention they all belong to me. There's only one witness here, and that's you... my half-sister from a different mother, that foolish donkey who has even prepared a coffin and mourning clothes."

Vivian looked at Luo Yan with terror in her eyes.

The face, which had regained some color due to her blush just moments ago, now rapidly returned to its previous pallor, yet still, her eyes carried a touch of disbelief.

"You...want to kill me?"

Luo Yan didn't answer her question but simply smiled and said,

"Nobody will even know I was the one who killed you, much less that you died here."

"No, wait a minute..."

"What? You thought out a murder plan, yet you lack the readiness to be murdered? Or did you think killing someone outside the rules is as simple as completing homework assigned by a professor, just write the solution and you're done?"

Luo Yan leaned in closer, staring into her eyes, his smile growing more demonic.

He continued speaking in a measured and deliberate voice.

"Let me guess, you probably thought your plan was foolproof and even felt smug enough to write it down in your diary. You thought you successfully exploited the personal grudge between the Dragon family and myself. The plan was perfect; once I am dead, it would just be a duel accident, and nobody would link it to you, everything smoothly resolved... Am I right?"

Vivian's evasive eyes seemed to confirm his point.

Luo Yan didn't get angry; instead, he laughed, his eyes gradually becoming colder.

"So I'm not wrong to call you a fool. Why would the Dragon family cover for you? To repay a favor after maybe a hundred years when you become the Family Head, a favor they might not even remember? Not to mention you have a father ahead of you, they would first bear the brunt of your father's fury before they even think of your favor."

Looking at Vivian's incredulous expression, Luo Yan continued to speak with a smile.

"Of course, maybe as you said, our father is a cowardly bastard who doesn't care about the life and death of a bastard child. But did you consider that I am the Demon King? Even the Dragon family wouldn't dare claim they killed me in a duel, do you think the mercenaries would dare?"

"If I accidentally died, they would pin the blame on you straight away and admit their cheating, claiming it was under the threat of the future heir to the Colin family, even generously conceding victory to me... After all, what difference does it make? Even if I win, I'd be a dead man, and in the end, they still get what they truly desire, the Demon King Territory, without blame. Only one person would bear all the responsibility, guess who that is?"

Vivian's face finally changed.

It turned utterly pale.

Just as Luo Yan thought, this brat had been so pampered in her growing years that her way of thinking had become binary; she hadn't considered any alternatives and assumed the whole world operated according to her expectations.

But that was impossible.

Even he, with all his experience, encountered all sorts of unexpected events, and it's these surprises that truly test a leader's abilities.

"If I didn't die, just like now, what do you think I'd do?"

"Kill me..." Vivian swallowed her saliva defiantly, and with a trembling voice, she bluffed, "But if you do that... the Colin family won't let you go, my grandfather will avenge me."

"Really?"

Luo Yan said with a sneer, putting slight pressure on his hand around her neck, watching her face distorted by choking.

"Let's make a hypothetical scenario: suppose you're an ambitious bastard, and you were ambushed by the main family's heir candidate during an honorable duel... what would you do?"

Without waiting for Vivian to answer, he went on.

"I'll give you two options. You can break the guy's neck and throw the body to the goblins, acting as if nothing happened. This is the best strategy; the people in the arena won't know what happened in the castle. You leave enough face for the Colin Family until those from the Dragon family return to clean up and find the mangled corpse... Now it's their headache, thinking about how to let the Colin Family know this with dignity."

Vivian, gripped by fear, could hardly believe the devilish cunning in the ideas coming from the person before her.

Especially when she imagined that the corpse could be hers, her ruby-like eyes filled with intensifying terror, resembling a fish pinned to a cutting board.

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