I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System - Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Draco’s Raging Killing Intent

“Little sister, your brother is here!”

This voice elicited a mix of emotions on Rose’s face—anger, happiness, sadness—all at once.

As for Draco, his face twisted with malice. His killing intent poured out, reacting instinctively to the familiar aura radiating from the owner of the voice.

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Everyone was shocked by Draco’s outburst. The crowd and everyone nearby turned to look at him. His killing intent was overwhelming.

The girls were stunned. They had never seen Draco’s killing intent this intense—it made their breathing heavy. The Vice-Chancellor, elders, and students were equally shocked, especially Sam and the others. They wondered just how many battles and slaughters Draco had been through to possess such a terrifying aura.

The students of Wave Academy, who had just arrived from the teleportation portal, felt a strange and oppressive atmosphere. They could sense the immense massacre intent radiating from Draco.

Draco raised his eyebrows as his gaze locked onto the source of the aura—a young man with black hair, whose features bore a clear resemblance to Rose. He was accompanied by a group of other young men.

Draco’s focus on this young man was unwavering. His instincts screamed for vengeance. He wanted to see the man drenched in blood, his spirit crushed, his soul destroyed. Everything about him demanded this person be obliterated.

The dignity of a dragon, phoenix, tiger, and human could not be tarnished.

Damien, Rose’s elder brother, was shocked when he felt the heavy killing intent directed at him.

The young men behind Damien were enraged. “What insolence! How dare you show killing intent toward the young master of the Everett Clan?” one of them roared.

Everyone looked at Draco, baffled. Even if he harbored such hatred, why display it so openly? Did he have a death wish?

Many shook their heads, convinced Draco was courting his own downfall. No one could show such disrespect toward a young master of a prominent clan and live. The Everett Clan would see to his destruction to safeguard their reputation.

“Draco, calm down,” the girls whispered urgently, trying to bring him back to his senses. Rose also held his arm, attempting to soothe him. She couldn’t fathom what her brother might have done to provoke such an intense reaction from Draco.

“Brother, what brings you here?” Rose asked neutrally, looking at Damien.

“Shouldn’t I come to see my sister?” Damien chuckled.

“Oh? You just remembered you have a sister after months of me leaving the family?” Rose replied sarcastically.

Damien scratched his head sheepishly. “I’m sorry, Sister. I was in seclusion, and when I finally emerged, I heard you had left the family.”

The crowd listened intently. The news that Rose Everett had left the Everett Clan had circulated despite the clan’s attempts to suppress it. Most knew about it, but the reasons behind her departure remained a mystery.

Speculations grew. Why had the young mistress of the Everett Clan severed ties with her family? The lack of clarity only heightened the intrigue. Judging from their current interaction, the backstory seemed far from simple.

“Sister, I heard you left the clan because of that young man called Draco,” Damien said, his tone turning serious as he locked eyes with Rose.

“Hmph,” Rose snorted, refusing to answer. But her reaction alone was enough to confirm Damien’s statement.

The crowd was stunned. Rose had left the Everett Clan because of a man?

“Sister, I heard that young man is dead,” Damien said coldly, delivering the words mercilessly.

“He’s not,” Rose retorted immediately.

A new wave of shock rippled through the crowd. So, the man had supposedly died, yet Rose left the family for him. Was the Everett Clan somehow involved in his demise?

Even the students and elders of Luminari Academy were confused. They looked at Simeon (Draco) and Rose, trying to piece together the story. From Damien’s words, it seemed Rose had left the clan for a dead man—yet here she was, apparently in love with another. What was going on?

Those who knew Draco’s true identity—Blum, Ming, Alya, Ivy, and Sharon—remained quiet. They understood the situation and Rose’s unwavering loyalty to Draco.

“Dad is still confused about why you left,” Damien continued.

“Don’t tell me it’s because of that young man. Don’t let a dead person ruin the relationship between you and the family,” Damien said coldly.

“Casper is there. He loves you a lot, and you know it,” he added.

Draco, who had been silently listening, could no longer restrain himself. His anger boiled over, and he rushed toward Damien. The elders tried to stop him, but it was too late.

The young men behind Damien noticed Draco’s onslaught and rushed to the front to protect him.

“What impudence!” they roared, attacking Draco as he reached them.

Draco snorted, his killing intent palpable. The group of young men found themselves on the ground, their bodies writhing in pain. Everyone was shocked as they watched Draco.

Draco continued toward Damien with pure killing intent. He was determined to massacre him.

“Fighting and killing are not allowed!” a rough voice boomed. A heavy pressure descended, leaving many feeling stiff. Only the strongest could resist this aura.

As for Draco, who was the focus of this pressure, his body froze. A middle-aged man appeared, floating in the air.

“Isn’t that one of the elders of the Royal Academy?”

“That’s one of their strongest elders.”

“It looks like that young man is in trouble. How dare he try to kill the young master of the Everett Clan? Doesn’t he know that the Royal Academy favors the clans?”

Murmurs filled the crowd as they looked at Draco with pity. Rose and the girls were worried, especially Rose, who couldn’t understand why Draco wanted to kill her brother.

“Young man, how dare you attack the young master of a main clan!” the middle-aged elder roared.

The young men who had been struck down stood back up, glaring at Draco in anger. They had underestimated him and failed to defend themselves properly, which made their loss even more humiliating.

“Young man, kneel and beg for mercy from the young master. If he decides to spare your life, consider it your luck,” the elder said arrogantly, his pride evident.

To him, Draco’s death was inevitable, but to wash away the humiliation, Draco had to kneel first.

Draco snorted at the elder’s words, defiance clear in his demeanor.

The elder’s eyes narrowed. Seeing Draco’s resistance, he increased the pressure, trying to force him to kneel. Draco snorted again, his body suddenly emitting a demonic aura.

In the blink of an eye, they saw a flash. Draco’s figure disappeared.

BANG! BOOM!

Everyone gasped in shock. Draco had reappeared beside Damien, gripping his head. In one swift move, Draco lifted Damien and slammed him into the ground.

The middle-aged elder, the young men, and the entire crowd were stunned. Draco had the audacity to attack Damien right in front of the elder.

Damien, caught off guard, had no time to react. His face twisted in malice as Draco pressed him into the ground.

Never in his life had Damien been humiliated like this. His heart burned with anger, and his mind was filled with thoughts of revenge.

“I will spare your life for now. Be prepared to die during the contest,” Draco said coldly, releasing Damien.

Damien’s eyes blazed with fury.

A/N: Why do you think Draco is behaving this way? I’m curious to hear your answers!

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