Chapter 40 – It’s your turn
The public buzzed with excitement.
They couldn’t help but eagerly anticipate the inevitable clash between Elijah and Noah.
But before that showdown, one battle remained.
Noah vs. Aphasia.
And that fight... was about to begin.
Aphasia stood across from Noah, and for the first time since the tournament began, she spoke.
"You seem awfully confident that you’ll win and make it to the finals."
Her eyes gleamed.
"For all we know, I might be the one to win."
Noah chuckled lightly. Finding her quite cute.
"Yes, that’s certainly possible."
He tilted his head slightly, sarcasm playing on his lips.
"But you wouldn’t do that to me, right? That would be so embarrassing. Will you really stop me from meeting my destiny?"
Aphasia smiled. A small but sweet smile.
This human intrigued her.
Like everyone else, she could feel the threat he posed—an undeniable pressure that didn’t match what he had shown so far.
Which could only mean one thing:
He was holding back.
Of course, she was too.
But how much? That’s what she wanted to find out.
"I’m afraid I can’t let you pass just like that. I’m curious about the strength of the one going so openly against the Chosen One."
She raised a hand and smiled.
"So... let’s give it our all, shall we?"
Aphasia made her decision—she would fight at full power. She will show him what she is truly capable of.
"Queen of the Spirit of Fire... come."
Instantly, a powerful pressure filled the arena.
Beside Aphasia appeared a spirit—a woman made entirely of flame. Her eyes were molten fire, wings translucent and glowing, a crown of flame atop her head. Her ears were long and pointed like an elf’s.
Only elves could perceive and communicate with spirits.
But Aphasia... was no ordinary elf.
Her rare, unmatched talent allowed her to not just communicate—but command—even the ruler of the elemental spirits.
The sole SSS-rank talent of the Elven Domain.
Noah smiled at the sight.
"Since coming to this academy, SSS-rank talents are starting to feel pretty ordinary."
He shook his head slightly.
’Fortunately... I have something above SSS. And more of those will come.’
He looked into Aphasia’s eyes, curious.
From what he’d read, this elf never became part of Elijah’s harem—at least not within the first fifty Chapters.
’I get it. She’s highborn, an elf, extremely proud, and that SSS-rank talent of hers is unique. Controlling spirits of all affinities? That’s rare. How do you even put a ceiling on someone like that?’
He exhaled slowly.
’Well... I’ll think about that later.’
For now—he had to focus.
Aphasia was making her move.
"Merge with me," she commanded.
The Fire Spirit Queen entered her body in an instant.
Aphasia transformed.
Her hair ignited into flowing fire. Her skin glowed with dark warmth, and her eyes shone like miniature suns. She stood tall, divine—like a flame goddess descending upon a mortal.
But Noah was no ordinary mortal.
"If you were going to merge with a Spirit Queen... why choose fire? Knowing who I am?" he asked, curious.
He tilted his head.
"Or is she the only one you can use right now? What a shame."
Truly a shame.
Fire wasn’t her true affinity—it lacked the depth and mastery she needed.
And against Noah, the very incarnation of ice, it was practically a guaranteed defeat.
Aphasia didn’t respond.
Instead, she formed a bow from flame. As an elf, archery was in her blood.
Without delay, she fired a series of blazing arrows—fast and deadly.
Noah dodged easily, weaving through them.
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