Curse the Mainframe! 306 Angel In The Sky

Meanwhile, Blanche was facing off against the other Meister outside.

The two of them were battling in the sky, but the shockwaves that the town got were enough for its inhabitants to hide inside their houses, waiting for the two big figures to finish and leave.

The town's inhabitants were all shocked. Why was it that these two big figures were fighting above their little town? They couldn't be considered a city, though their town was rather big.

But they definitely weren't big enough to attract bigshots like these here.

In a little town like this, they actually saw people up to the advanced tier a lot, but they always disappeared soon enough. It was like something attracted them here, but the inhabitants of the town had no idea what.

Anyway, since they always left soon enough, it never held the citizen's attention for long.

Now, they were fighting, and many buildings were just barely withstanding the shockwaves.

The ground was trembling nonstop, and there was dust flying everywhere.

The two bigshots had to be Meisters. Or perhaps, even Grand Meisters. Only Meisters and Grand Meisters could fly in the sky after their magic went through a change. That much was common knowledge.

The citizens of the town were all praying that the bigshots would quickly leave before they did too much damage to the town.

Though they didn't know much about Meisters, they knew enough about the legends to realize that they could easily blow away the entire country, much less their little town.

They were just ants in the larger scale of things, and not one soul in the town dared to step out from their houses.

Why were they fighting here, and not somewhere else?

Blanche glared at the Rothschild branch member in front of her.

No wonder the branch family had been acting up over the years. Yet, neither her nor Franz had noticed that one of them had miraculously advanced to become a Meister in his old age.

And he was definitely old. He was the oldest branch member they had, and he was fondly known to the branch members as Elder Paul.

Blanche hated him.

Not only was he condescending in the worst ways, he was biased and greedy. He acted like he was so superior to anyone just because he was old, and she hated that.

She didn't agree with anything that left his mouth at all, and she knew that Franz didn't like him either, so she was free to kill him off here and now.

She'd never allowed him to be in the same room as her sons without her or Franz there, and for good reason.

She'd always harboured suspicions about his character, and at this time, it was proven to her that her suspicions were right.

In fact, he was probably the one who had started this whole debacle in the first place.

How this man, of all people, managed to advance to Meister standards was beyond her. It was a travesty! Someone up there had to be as blind as a bat.

The only thing she was mildly impressed by was that he managed to hide the fact that he'd advanced to the Meister tier from the rest of the world, allowing him to move about unhindered.

Paul spat out a laugh, echoing her thoughts, which just disgusted her. "I can't believe that little boy Franz managed to nab a wife that's a Meister. I really would have expected him to shout it out to the heavens."

Blanche didn't dignify him with an answer, just sneering at him. It made her feel filthy thinking about how someone like this had corrupted the entire branch family, turning them into people that didn't even see anything wrong with human trafficking.

Paul just laughed in anger.

This haughty woman never thought that he was worthy of her time, nor of the main family's time. She'd thwarted his plans time and time again, until he finally advanced to Meister.

Yet, here she was again, in his way!

He couldn't understand it. How was it that such a weak woman that depended solely on her husband for her way of living was able to advance to a Meister when he himself hadn't been able to for so many years?

She was just a slip of a girl and compared to his lifetime at the advanced stage, she was nothing but a baby.

She was nothing!

Nothing!

Paul seethed at the injustice of it all. He'd thrown himself into countless dangerous situations, hoping for force advancement, but nothing had happened.

Just when he had all but given up hope, someone had shown him the way. Shown him the light, so to speak.

For that, he was ever so grateful. He dedicated their entire branch family to them, knowing that one day, they too would be able to become a Meister before their time was up.

It was time for the branch family to step out from the main family's shadow. It had taken so many years, but the time was finally here.

The two Meisters exchanged fierce blows, but neither were able to do much to each other, much to their consternation.

However, Blanche was the one that got a hold of herself first. Errant emotions would only get in the way of a true battle.

Slowly, the bloodlust started creeping in, and a bloodthirsty grin appeared on her face, startling Paul a little. He'd never seen her look like that in all his years. She'd always portrayed herself in a cold way.

Strangely, the look didn't diminish her nobility or dignity at all, instead adding another layer to the façade of Blanche Rothschild. Perhaps, this was the real Blanche Rothschild that many did not get the chance to see.

Paul's brows furrowed. He dropped down to the ground to avoid Blanche's strike, only to fly back up trying to catch her off guard.

How was this possible? How could he be evenly matched with this little slip of a girl? Impossible!

That person said that he would be unmatched within the Meisters!

Anger started to burn within Paul. He did not care, instead pouring out attacks that were fiercer one after the other.

The scale of what the buildings in the town soon reached a point where they could no longer withstand the shockwaves.

The citizens cried out in fear as they hurriedly evacuated from the buildings, their houses coming down around them one by one.

Looking up in the sky, none of them would be able to forget the tale of two Meisters fighting against each other.

A lady with blonde, sun kissed hair in a braid fluttered in the sky, with a pale green dress that flowed like water. With white heels clad on her pale feet, she moved unhindered throughout the sky, almost like an angel. A bloodstained angel, that was.

The other Meister was an old man – so old and decrepit that he looked as if he had a foot into the grave. However, judging from his clothes and his stance, he should be just as noble as the other angel in the sky.

The two of them were fighting so fiercely that the people down on the ground only ever saw the afterimages produced.

Anger blazed in Blanche's face, and she used a particularly vicious thrust to send Paul higher up into the atmosphere.

She kicked him so hard that his body few in a > shape as he shot up into the air.

Soon, he was so high that it was almost too hard to breathe.

Growling, Paul righted himself as he fell down through the air, his eyes locked onto Blanche.

Blanche buffed herself up using almost all her magic, not leaving anything to chance.

In a fight between Meisters, it could last a long time, or it could end quickly.

She could already tell that Paul had started declining throughout their fight, and they should no longer be as equally matched as they were before this.

Ripping into the elder as Paul didn't dodge in time, blood scattered down onto the ground like blood rain, and the savage part in Blanche that was deeply connected to her instincts roared in triumph.

Just as she was gearing up for a much harder fight, something she saw shocked her.

Chapter end

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