System's POV - Chapter 847

Chapter 847: This Is The Wholesome Side Of Hell
Fortunately, Cynthia didn’t come to watch the match because her husband, Tristan, forbade her from seeing such a violent battle.

If she had been there, she might have cried out in shock and ran toward her son in an attempt to protect him from getting hurt further.

Since she wasn’t around, Thirteen gave the nearly unconscious Aiden a kick, flipping him over, so his face would be planted on the ground.

A moment later, the teenage boy pressed his foot on the back of the young man’s head and applied pressure on it.

For the first time in his life, Aiden was forced to taste dirt, which was the last thing he remembered before he lost consciousness.

“Okay. That’s enough, Zion,” Tristan appeared beside the teenage boy and pressed his hand over his shoulder.

“Yes, Sir,” Thirteen replied and reluctantly pulled back the foot stepping on top of Aiden’s head.

Lawrence snorted before turning away with a disappointed look on his face.

He had already prepared himself to see Zion lose the battle against his grandson. However, when the opposite happened, his disappointment toward Aiden only grew.

‘Maybe it’s my fault for spoiling him too much when he was young,’ Lawrence thought.

Since Aiden was his first grandchild, he made sure to give him everything he wanted, which led to the young man becoming arrogant, relying on the fact that his grandfather was a Monarch.

With a heavy heart, the Grand Marshal of the Central Government returned to his Headquarters to resume the work he had left behind because he wanted to spend some quality time with his family.

Thirteen watched the Grand Marshal go and sighed in his heart.

“Sir, with all due respect, can you let me handle this situation?” Thirteen asked Tristan, who had flipped his son over and poured a healing potion on his lips.

“What do you mean, Zion?” Tristan asked back.

“I will educate your son for a bit, so he will no longer make Lady Cynthia cry and disappoint the Grand Marshal again,” Thirteen answered.

“Will that really help him?”

“While I can’t say that I am a hundred percent certain that he would become a better man when you see him again, I am confident that he would become a changed man after this experience.

“Also, since the condition we have is that the loser will obey the winner, this is just on par with the course.”

Tristan thought long and hard before reluctantly agreeing to Zion’s request.

“Take care of my son for me, Zion,” Tristan stated. “I hope this incident will not happen again.”

“I’ll do my best, Sir,” Thirteen replied.

Tristan gave his son one last glance before leaving the training field without a second glance.

Shana and Rianna also glanced at their fallen brother before following behind their father.

Tiona, who was very happy that her Master had won, crawled up on his body. She then coiled around his neck and nudged his face with her own, making the teenage boy chuckle.

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t hurt,” Thirteen said to the Black Snake. “I am just slightly disappointed.”

He had expected more from Aiden, but the latter’s arrogance and confidence blinded him from the possibility that he could lose against his opponent despite knowing that he had faced off against enemies that Aiden wouldn’t dare to face.

“Rocky, take him,” Thirteen ordered.

A moment later, a sinkhole appeared underneath Aiden’s body, making him fall deep into the ground.

Half a minute later, the hole disappeared as Rocky covered it up completely.

“I’ll be back by dinner,” Thirteen said. “Wait for me, okay?”

“Okay,” Erica replied.

“Un.” Sherry nodded.

The teenage boy then waved at the two girls before he, too, disappeared from sight.

Erica and Sherry, who now had an understanding of Zion’s modus operandi, shared a knowing smile.

They had a feeling that the next time they met Aiden, he would no longer look down on their fiance, who seemed to be very eager to torture—errr, discipline his latest victim.

Inside Rocky’s Mobile Fortress…

Aiden’s eyes abruptly opened, and the first thing he saw were two Troll Shamans, who were using some healing spells to help him recover.

“Monsters!” Aiden immediately rolled on the ground to his right side before propping himself up.

He then summoned his sword and looked at his surroundings vigilantly.

The young man wasn’t aware of how dirty he looked due to his face being pressed on the ground earlier by Zion.

However, since Thirteen wanted him to see himself, a full-sized body mirror appeared right in front of the young man, allowing him to see his reflection.

It was at this moment that he realized he could taste dirt inside his mouth, so he hastily spat repeatedly, trying to cleanse the inside of his mouth from the taste of earth.

“What does dirt taste like?”

Zion’s voice reached the young man’s ears, making him look at his surroundings with a wary gaze.

However, instead of seeing the teenage boy, all he saw were Rank 6 Monsters who had him completely surrounded.

“Where are you, Zion Leventis?!” Aiden demanded. “I knew it! You cheated during our duel earlier! I didn’t lose because you defeated me fairly. You had these monsters attack me when I wasn’t prepared for them.”

“I had a friend once,” Thirteen said as he made his appearance. “And this situation makes me want to say the same words he usually tell the opponents he defeated in battle. How does it go again? Ah, right…”

Thirteen smirked at the young man before looking at him with a concerned expression on his face.

“Habibi, are you Delulu?” Thirteen asked. “Because if you are, I have the Solulu.”

“What are you talking about?!” Aiden roared in anger. “Where am I?!”

“You said you crawled out from hell, right? This is the wholesome side of Hell,” Thirteen replied. “Please enjoy your stay. Giga, Stacy, give him the Solulu to his Delulu.”

The two Blaze Skunks unleashed the most potent stink spray they could muster, giving Aiden no chance to defend against it.

The young man’s screams and curses spread inside the Mobile Fortress, which made Zion’s Monster Army exchange fist bumps because this was now a regular initiation ceremony for those whom Thirteen planned to discipline properly.

If Raja was there, it would have definitely patted the young man’s shoulder with its trunk and told him “you’ll get used to it”, as a way to make Aiden feel better because his suffering had just begun.