EVIL UNDER HER VEIL - Season 2 Episode 98

Veronica peed her pants in the battle ring.

But she didn’t realize it until it was too late to do anything about it. In addition, she had worn white pants. So the wet stains were now easily visible to the audience.

Eren smirked when his nose twitched in response to the uric smell. Although he wasn’t sure, he was aiming for this same effect. He was aware of his spell’s effects his targets would have on their bodies after all.

‘Try keeping your nose high with this incident forever etched onto the onlookers’ memories now.’

Thought Eren before balling his fists and mercilessly punching hard on Veronica’s stomach. The young lady who had just soiled her clothes was sent off in the air as the heavy fist hit her sensitive stomach region.

The onlookers started registering what had happened with Veronica as she flew further away than her initial position. And the audience bursts into uncontrolled laughter. The guys started jeering while the girls fanned their faces, looking as if they were feeling empathic embarrassment in Veronica’s stead.

Veronica was enraged after the vile creature forced her to have the most embarrassing moment of her life. She was incensed after hearing the jeers and taunts she heard from the crow surrounding the battle ring.

Not long after she landed, Eren had followed her to the place she had just landed and punched at the same region the same way again. The result of that attack was the same as the previous one. With another brutal attack accumulating on her body, Veronica was sent into the air.

Her stomach was punched again by Eren’s unforgiving attack before she was able to react to the embarrassment and rage she felt. And another terrible situation unfolded for her as a result of that pain.

Veronica vomited all the food that she had eaten before her fight. And that vomit was distinctly visible as it flew in the opposite direction of the one she was flying towards.

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‘Ughhhhhh! This son of a bitch, I’ll kill him.’

Veronica could only call names to Eren and threaten him in her mind as her mouth was foul and full of her vomit. It was not like Eren would find the part about his mother to be something to get angry about anyway. But the young lady didn’t know that. So she cursed Eren some more while she was getting beaten up badly by him.

Eren’s barrage of attacks on Veronica continued only for a short while. He was quick and efficient about his assault, targeting his opponent’s soft spots.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!”

Veronica cried in agony and frustration. A pure, non-elementlizard wave of F-Rank mana was sent all around her with her standing at the centre. As a result, Eren was pushed back and was prevented from approaching his enemy.

Veronica had a small breakthrough within the F-Rank!

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She was very close to having a breakthrough in the liquid stage of the F-Rank in the first place. But she had felt like she was missing something when she practised her ranking technique for the past few days, whenever she tried to manually enter the breakthrough with the help of her technique.

But this time, Veronica had a breakthrough even without having to assume a resting position or practise her ranking technique. This was known as the forced breakthrough.

Forced breakthroughs didn’t require a ranker to practice their ranking techniques. They would happen spontaneously when the rankers were in do-or-die situations. The word ‘forced’ may have a negative connotation to it. But the effects of forced breakthroughs were anything but negative.

Forced breakthroughs were something high-ranked entities would look for when they stopped progressing in their ranking journey through normal means. They would actively look for adrenaline-inducing moments by participating in mortal combat battles or exploring dangerous places.

One could say that forced breakthroughs required rankers to be extremely emotional. Veronica’s breakthrough was not an exception to this assumption either. But instead of an unwavering survival instinct, she felt uncontrollable fury.

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Veronica’s anger towards Eren allowed her to take the last step required to enter the middle stage of the F-Rank. However, the ranker who had achieved the breakthrough couldn’t register her success because her mind was consumed by flames of anger.

The wave of mana subsided before getting dispersed. Eren understood what had happened. But he didn’t care that his opponent had a breakthrough in the middle of the battle and approached Veronica again.

“Aaaaaaah!”

“Eyaaaaaaaaaaahh!”

“Aaaaaaaargh”

“Aaah!”

While Eren beat Veronica with only his fists, Veronica’s repetitive shrieks could be heard in the surrounding area. He had coated his fists with his lightning and didn’t need to execute any other spell besides that at this point.

Since Veronica’s thoughts were in disarray, she had stopped fighting back. Eren could have made her unconscious and neutralized her. But the butcher had just enough of the bitch’s shit.

Eren had decided to answer Veronica’s verbal spats with his fist and occasional kicks. He had let her leave even with all her transgressions against him without doing anything when they were in the city of Laurel. But not this time.

It could be said that Eren was just being a staunch supporter of gender equality in a true sense.

He knew that forced breakthroughs wouldn’t necessarily grant the rankers instant power-ups if they weren’t aware of their situations or didn’t know how to make use of that breakthrough. That’s why Eren didn’t give his opponent any time to register what had happened to her and continued beating her.

“You… you vile creature. This… this is not over…”

Veronica was at the end of her rope from losing consciousness. Yet she still somehow mumbled those when Eren got close to him. She was fighting so hard against losing consciousness to say those words because her rage was so intense.

‘Yeah? You started this, bitch. Don’t you fuc*king dare turn this into my mistake now that your squishy ass is handed to you.’

Thought Eren and shrugged his shoulders in non-vocal response.