treavellergirl - I'll try to write some omake involving May's puberty, along with Yunan. I have a few concepts, funny ones.

kenegi - Found it! I'll start reading it, it really looks amazing! Thanks for the suggestion. ;)

voidharpy - Thank you, as you can see I write my stories passionately, I really love it. You do know that u and Sinbad are the same age, besides, May is the one who is way older than Sinbad and Mu. She had been around the twenty when she died and then you add those sixteen years on top of it, and you have a girl with the knowledge of a thirty-six aged woman. Yeah, I know, Toto and May must remain strangers until further ado. And don't worry, I've read your suggestions and they seem very good, I'll think about using them. Thanks for the help, you're awesome! :D

Guest - Thank you! I'm glad you like it!

Shambal Ramal's age: 60 years old

Sinbad's age: 26 years old

Mu Alexius' age: 26 years old

Myron's Alexius' age: 20 years old

Masrur's age: 17 years old

May's age: 16 years old

Morgianas age: 11 years old

Pride of the Fanalis Clan

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By Angelbloodlover

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~ At my signal, unleash hell.

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Maximus from Gladiator

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Chapter 14: Yambala Gladiators in Action

"What brings a fellow clan member to Reim?" Mu asked curiously, taking a bite from his spicy chicken wings.

I shrugged, chewing on my rice and swallowed, "I want to fight in the Colosseum."

His eyes widened slightly, but he recovered himself quick, "Well, you're looking at Reim's number one strongest swordsman." He smiled brightly and I couldn't help but giggle at that look, he was really cute. His eyes widened as saucers and I stopped giggling, arching my eyebrow. "This is the first time I've seen you laugh..."

"Newsflash, people do laugh, you know."

He shook his head, taking another chunk of his chicken. Silence ensued and I ate my dish calmly, enjoying the moment. Finished, I spoke up, "How can I enter the Colosseum?"

He wiped his mouth with a napkin and answered, "Normally it's a long procedure, but you're lucky since I can vouch for you."

"I'd be grateful if you do." I dipped my head and smiled with gratitude, "When can I start?"

"Eager, aren't we?"

I chuckled in bemusement, "Actually, I am. Perhaps you might know Shambal Ramal from the Yambala Gladiators?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. What do you need him for?" He tilted his head to the side, his piercing gaze locked with my identical eyes.

"I intend to learn Magoi Manipulation, a useful thing during times of trouble." I wiped my mouth with my napkin, smiling in contentment, "And thank you for dinner, it was delicious."

He waved his hands, "Don't mention it." His face became serious as he questioned me about the former slaves' whereabouts, "Where are they?"

"I freed them and rent rooms for them for an entire week. That should give them enough time to think what they would do." Plus, I intend to check up on them, maybe they were still confused and thought that I was joking, but no, that can't be. I had been very obvious with my intentions, even an idiot would understand.

He raised his elegant eye brow, "If you don't mind me asking, but how did you acquire such an amount of money?"

"I earned them," which was true, and he, sensing my sincere words, nodded in compliance.

"Mu!" Out of nowhere a giant brute appeared, more precisely, Rohroh, followed by Myron, Mus sister, who both eyed me with surprised, wide eyes. "Are you having a date, boss? Smooth."

I frowned in annoyance, and Mu laughed sheepishly, not even correcting him, and even having the nerve to interrupt me. "Actually-" "We are. Can you come back later?"

Rohroh smirked in obvious interest, eyes shifting from Mu to me. While Rohroh seemed excited at the prospect of his boss dating, his sister did not. "Brother, you don't even know who she is!"

Rolling my eyes, I was about to stand up but Mu stopped me, his hand on my arm, "Please sit down, I'll deal with them." With an annoyed look, he ushered them farther away, but no matter how far they went, I could hear them thanks to my enhanced hearing. And they kept talking, shouting and arguing... This was getting boring, I wanted to get in the Colosseum and fight, enjoy the thrill of adrenaline pumping through my veins, the anticipated move, the final clash. All of it. I didn't even care that Myron was getting rather clingy to her brother, shooting nasty glares my way.

Ugh, woman grow up. You're what, around the twenty or something?

Even though she had all the right to be like that, she could do it discretely. And Rohroh wasn't even better, especially not his crude and vulgar comments, which ticked me off to no end. I was really about to get up and flee this unbearable scene when Mu appeared next to me, placing his hands on my shoulder, "Please, don't leave."

Curse him and his nice looks with his equally nice personality.

"Fine."

"Grumpy like usual." He chuckled and send one more glance to his Household Vessel users as they left. Not. More like spying on us, little creepy voyeurs.

When he didn't release his hold on my shoulders, I stared at him, "Are you planning on releasing my shoulder?"

"Oh!" He blushed a faint hue of red, "I apologize." and he sat down swiftly, a sheepish grin on his face. "And sorry about that mess from before."

I nodded, "It's fine, now, what do you want to know?"

"Well," He started, "How about you fight me and then we'll see further?"

"I thought you'd never ask." With an excited smirk, I followed him, intent on testing my sword skills with his. "Let's see how good you are."

I blocked his attack with my newly bought sword and ducked, avoiding a nasty slash to my shoulder. "You're really good!" I exclaimed in thrilling excitement, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins, "Really good!"

He laughed, slashing down with his sword, but I blocked it again, even when he pushed more force behind it. While I was a pure blood Fanalis, Mu was only a half blood, which meant that he had half the strength that I had. "You aren't bad either, but," His attacks became swifter, fiercer and before I knew it, my sword was lying on the ground and his pointy, sharp sword poised at my throat.

"Do you yield, beautiful maiden?"

I chuckled, smiling, but shook my head. With precise movement, I swiped him off his feet and rolled towards my sword. Quick like a tiger, I picked it up and pointed it towards Mu at the same time he poised his sword towards my chest. My respect had grown for this man. At first he seemed like an incompetent man, and if I hadn't read the manga, I would have thought that he would suck majorly in the art of swordplay. But he had proved me wrong, and here he was, victory in his hands. Well, more like a draw, but I still smiled in pride, knowing I had grasped the art of swordplay well. "I can't remember having fun like that. You truly earned that moniker of yours, Mu."

He blushed from the compliment, rubbing the back of his head, "You were a great opponent too. Thank you for such a fantastic fight."

"You're welcome. So, did I pass?"

He blinked his eyes, "You knew?"

Rolling my eyes, I smirked, "I'd be an idiot if I didn't. Does my skills qualify for the great Mu?"

Mu chuckled, "I apologize for not telling you, but if I vouch for you, you must be a skilled sword user otherwise people would think I'm playing favorites or invent some other lowly stories." He coughed awkwardly, his face taking a cherry-red color, which made realization hit in.

"You mean they would think we would be having sex?" He choked on his spit, his face becoming purple and I rolled my eyes. Wasn't he like twenty-six or something? Shouldn't he be used to such words, it wasn't like I was saying anything vulgar or idiotic? I shrugged uncaring and leaned on my sword, waiting as his face returned back to normal. "And for the record, it wasn't a date." I corrected him, narrowing my eyes threateningly, "I'd rather not have my reputation tarnished before I even start fighting. Understood."

His face was back to normal, "O-okay..?"

"Good, can you bring me to Shambal Ramal?"

My eye brow twitched.

I had expected a lot, but seriously, I didn't know it would be this bad. From the manga he was depicted as a kind and wise man, but what I was seeing right now didn't resemble any of those aforementioned characteristics. Here was the famed Shambal Ramal in his naked glory, jiggling his private jewels for all to see. Tears were streaming down his face as he crouched down in front of the casino butler, grabbing the guy's pants tight. "P-please, o-one more time!"

What a pathetic excuse of a man. Was this really the guy who would teach me the art of Magoi Manipulation?

The good news, one or two years would be enough since Sinbad learned it all in one year. And with my high intelligence I should be able to grasp it quick. If he could do it, then so could I. Although, when I was younger I kept comparing myself to Sinbad, but back then I wasn't a strong as now. But now, I could fully say that I had grown from a nobody to a somebody. Sure, I wasn't a perfect woman, even though I had been reincarnated into this world, I still was a human being. Balance of good and bad characteristics made me for who I was today.

Pride, flaring temper, blurting honesty, impatient, stubborn as a mule and quite arrogant at times, I could annoy many people to death.

But next to those "bad" characteristics, I had good ones too: caring personality, hard-working, gentle, rational, understanding and loyal to the heart.

"..you've got to be fucking kidding me?"

Mu glanced towards me, laughing sheepishly, "Don't let you opinions be based on his appearances. He is truly a wise man..." He trailed off, sweat dropping when Shambal started begging for money from other people.

Eyes widening, I stared as Shambal noticed us, his eyes shining happily. "Oh-oh. I don't like that look."

"Neither do I."

Shivering, I shuffled behind Mu who raised his eye brows, "Are you using me as your human shield?"

"Yes," I nodded, glancing at Shambal who was slithering his way towards us, literally. Disgusted, I grabbed his shoulder plate and prayed that Shambal wouldn't come near me. I may be strong, but this was rather mortifying to witness. Since when do people "slither"? This world was really creepy at times, and this coming from a woman who had seen her fair share of the world's abnormalities. "Now shut up and be a good shield."

"I'm starting to dislike you, May."

I snorted, "You took the words from my mouth."

Shambal stood up, and I frowned in irritation, wondering why he didn't feel any shame at all. "Mu, what brings you out here, my friend?" He let out a boisterous laugh and averted his attention towards me. I suppressed squeaking when a lecherous grin appeared on his face, "Is this your girlfriend, my, oh my, you sure know how to pick them."

A vein popped out of my head and before I would do anything stupid, Mu retained me. I smirked, "Dear Mu, I could rip off your arms right now and strangle that guy to death but I won't." Shambal paled and Mu's eyes widened in horror, "Now, be a good boy and let me go before I'll do something I'll be sorry about later on."

Like a good dog, he obeyed and released me, moving to stand next to the naked Shambal. I mean, come on! "And you!" I screamed, pointing towards him, "Hide those things of yours before I'll cut them off." He squeaked like a pig when I threw him a white cloth, which he wisely used to cover his private parts. "Good, now, let's go somewhere else to talk in private." I beckoned them to follow me towards a cozy-looking bar and stepped in, ignoring the curious stares. Fine spot found, I sat down and waited till the two wary men did the same.

Interlacing my hands, I leaned forward, smirking slyly when I noticed their sweating expression, "I hope I didn't scare you off, sensei."

"Huh?" Shambal frowned and raised his eye brows, "But I'm not your sensei..."

Mu laughed forcibly, "From now on you are. This is May, my.." He trailed off, not really knowing what to call me, when I decided to help him out, "A fellow clan member."

Shambal nodded in agreement, "I've deduced that already from the obvious characteristics, but what I want to know is why you chose me as your teacher. You don't even tolerate my behavior."

I rolled my eyes when he sulked, Mu patting his shoulder as a comforting manner. "Because you deserved that. Besides, if I want to learn the art of Magoi Manipulation I want the best, and you're the best, Shambal-sensei." Dipping my head in respect, "Even though you have a gambling addiction, I still respect your skills as a master swordsman and the leader from the Yambala Gladiators."

He crossed his arms over his toned chest and scrutinized me. I remained neutral, watching him as he watched me. And Mu was sitting there, feeling left out.

"How good are you with a sword?"

Mu chuckled and answered, "On par with me."

Shambal's eyes lips tugged upwards, "Well, well, that isn't something I hear everyday. How long have you trained with a sword?"

"Nine years."

He whistled and scratched his cheek, "Do you want to enter the Colosseum too?"

"Yes!" I replied quickly, eyes shining at the prospect of fighting my enemies. "Yes! Yes!" Shambal and Mu were staring at me as if I was crazy, or had sprouted two more heads. Realizing that everyone else was watching me too, I leaned backwards, keeping my composure calm. "I mean, I would love to, Shambal-sensei."

Said teacher turned to look at Mu with a hard stare and a series of whispers, cursing and promises entailed, which I could hear perfectly, "Shambal-sensei, are you afraid of me?"

The master swordsman squealed in fright, and quickly shook his head in denial, "N-no. I'd love to g-get you as m-my disciple."

I nodded, happy that he had taken me under his wing, "Good, I thought you didn't want to tutor me." Pursing my lips, I stretched my arms, "Can you examine my body while you're at it?"

"Alright, I'll see what I can do for you."

Mu stood up, a friendly smile on his face, "I'll accompany you until the end of the day, May-chan."

"Uh-hu, you're welcome to stalk me further." Grinning, I followed Shambal, ignoring Mu's outraged shout of, "I-I'm no stalker!"

In Shambal's Gladiator Training Grounds, we walked inside another room, many mercenaries, former thieves and knights training their sword skills.

Interest piqued, I observed everything around me, from the many weaponry scattered on the ground, to the people using different kinds of sword styles. It was intriguing, and my excitement shot another grade higher, I couldn't even walk slowly. "Now, where will you examine my body?"

He pointed to a secluded room in the back and we continued our way until I was ushered behind the dressing screen with a towel in my hands. Shrugging, I looked around to see if there would be any idiots trying to peep. Satisfied, I took my small, black jacket off, unbinding the golden cloths which hung around my shoulder and took my top off, followed by my bra. The warmth in this room was relaxing and I sighed in bliss, taking the rest of my clothes off until I was clad in nothing but a towel, and the bandages around my wrists and ankles.

Ready, I walked towards Shambal's examining table, where Alibaba would get his acupuncture treatment too and sat on it.

My future teacher was readying his utensils while Mu was shuffling uncomfortably, which was stating to irritate me to no end, "It's like you've never seen a female body before, Mu." Clicking my tongue, I arched my eye brow when I noticed that Mu was once again coughing and choking on his spit. "Right..." I ignored him in favor for Shambal and smiled sweetly, "Listen here, old man, if you try to do anything funny, I'll castrate you and choke you with your dick. Got it?"

He squealed, hands trembling as he eyed me like a scared rabbit.

I laid down and made sure that my butt wouldn't be revealed as I pushed the towel down, revealing my back to them. "Alright, I'm ready, stick it in."

Shambal blushed brightly, and even Mu was looking everywhere but me as the Yambala Gladiator started his treatment. At first, I thought that it would be scary, but to people's contrary belief, it was rather relaxing and I closed my eyes, sighing in bliss and trying to refrain from moaning in contentment. "Sensei, you're a good.."

"I get that a lot."

I moaned quietly, "Too good..."

When the treatment was finished, Shambal was serious, which scared me, "Sensei?"

"The flow of your Magoi worries me, and there are certain blocks keeping the Magoi caged, which makes the situation rather dangerous, May."

I swallowed loudly, eyes flickering to a stiff Mu. "What kind of treatment will help me?"

He crossed his arms, eyes serious, "This case only happens to people who have a large quantity of Magoi, or even to Magis." My heart stopped beating when I noticed his deadly serious face, "Mostly to Magis, but I'm certain you aren't one." Inwardly, I sighed in relief, and thanked Yunan for his great expertise. If it weren't for the Magoi Reverse tool, then Shambal would have been able to see the Rukh around me, fluttering like a love-sick boy. But till now, I wasn't able to suck them in, only feel them around my body.

"This is rather unusual, since normally Fanalis have a small quantity of Magoi.." Mu wondered out loud, tilting his head to the side as he observed me up and down.

Shambal nodded in agreement, "You're right, Mu, but May must be a special case." He smiled reassuringly, "Now, for your treatment, controlling the flow of your Magoi Manipulation will help you and clear the Magoi blocks away."

I let out a relieved sigh, clutching my towel closer to my chest and dipped my head in gratitude, "Thank you, sensei." When I had asked him for the fee of the treatment, he had told me that I could choose between fighting for him or paying. And what did I choose? The exciting way of paying of course, I was very adventurous ever since completing my Dungeons conquests one by one.

I smirked, riling my opponent even further, "I hope you won't suck as the previous ones." Yawning, I leaned on my sword and waited till he took the bait.

"Why you filthy whore!"

Really, all men could say were whore, whore and oh, whore again. Creativity was very lacking, unfortunately. When he neared me, I twirled around him and swung my swords swiftly, enjoying his grunt of pain as he blocked the attack from behind him. "Oh my, you're not bad at all. Maybe I'll be able to play with you before you give up." Nodding in agreement with myself, I pushed more force behind the attack and at the last moment, I withdrew my sword. Apathetic, I watched as he tumbled on the ground and lectured him about reality, "In real life, you will find no opponent who would rely on honorable tricks. Get up!" I barked loudly, twirling my sword around.

My opponent stood up and charged at me, anger written all over his face.

I didn't blame him for feeling that since everyone was laughing him out, but I wasn't one to sugar-coat, no matter the age. Of course, I wasn't as cruel as to injure them beyond reparation, but I wouldn't hold back either. If I did, then I would never train my skills, and I needed the training more than ever. Ever since meeting Mu and Shambal, I had trained non-stop with the two of them. Sword skills and Magoi Manipulation both.

Now, I was training in the Colosseum for Shambal as a way of paying for his training. I could pay him, I had enough money to do so, but why paying when I could fight and train my skills even more? This way he could observe my fighting and criticize my skills even better. I was glad that he had accepted me as his disciple, and to be honest, he had grown on me. Truly a wise and kind man, gambling addiction included. Nowadays, I was stuck pulling him out of the many casinos Reim had. It was annoying, but I didn't forbade him to continue it since this was his way of coping with whatever issues he had.

Evading his attack, I kicked him harshly and watched as he crumpled on the ground, courtesy of my Fanalis strength. I had enough with him and positioned my sword against his neck, "You shouldn't let anger consume you. In a fight, you have to stay calm and cool, always think before you do something. Will you yield?"

In the background I could hear the many screams and shouts for the audience, ordering me to kill him in cold blood.

I tuned them out and regarded the boy calmly, "Will you yield?"

When he turned around, I was baffled, seeing his tear-stained face, "I-I c-can't..." To my shock, he kicked the sword away and pierced my thigh. I let out a scream from agony and kicked him away, grabbing my bleeding injury.

"P-piece of shit." I gasped out and ripped the black ribbon off, releasing my knee-length braid to use it as a make-shift bandage. Shocked screams were echoing around me and I swore I had heard Mu's worried shout. Glancing towards Shambal, I noted that he was calm, calculating. Anger wasn't the solution, it never was, so I caged my smothering fury away and gritted my teeth as I divided my weight between my legs. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I've had enough." sing my supreme speed, I appeared behind him and knocked him out with the hilt of my sword and watched as his eyes lolled backwards and he dropped on the ground like a sack of potatoes.

"Winner is, Bloody May! Give her a thundering applause!"

"Are you alright?!" Mu blurted out, eyes wide and concerned.

I smiled softly, "Don't worry, Mu, I'm fine, but the boy is not. There is something fishy going on here." Averting my attention on the unconscious boy from before who was lying next to me, sleeping soundless. The first thing I had done after winning, was pick up that boy and limp towards the injury room from the Colosseum.

Mu became serious and narrowed his eyes, "What do you me-" "May! Are you alright?!" A crying Shambal appeared suddenly, interrupting our discussion as he examined me, hovering over me like an overprotective father. While he kept his calm composure during the fight, he released his worry when he was alone with me.

Giggling, I nodded, "Don't worry, sensei, I'm fine, it's only a flesh wound."

"Flesh wound! That's no damn flesh wound, May, he stabbed through your thigh. Something like that is dangerous."

I raised my hands to stop his rambling, "Sensei, there are more pressing matters here. In fact, that boy over there may have shown tremendous skills for his age, he was far from being skilled with a sword. He was even willing to lay aside his life for victory. And the way he looked at me, it was no ordinary look..." I paused, mulling over my words, "...it was a look preserved for those who are about to lose everything they ever loved."

Mu remained quiet, eyes flickering from the unknown boy to me.

"What will you do with him?"

I pursed my lips, massaging my thigh, "I'll release him and see where he'll go."

"What?!" They both chorused, worry leaking off them. "You're injured, you'll go nowhere!" Shambal stated in a commanding tone.

"Sensei, I want to help that boy." I shook my head, "It could even be linked to me... I don't know."

Shambal sighed in irritation, but complied with my wish, "Fine. But you'll take Mu with you."

Smirking sultry, I hummed in agreement, "Of course, I"ll be sure to watch Mu carefully. Don't want him to get injured, now do we?"

Both men sweat dropped at that remark, and in a dead pan voice Mu replied sarcastically, "Sure May, sure."

Once the boy had been released, Mu and I followed him stealthy as a cat, no sound coming from us as he ran through alleys. With my enhanced hearing, I could hear his ragged breathing, his pathetic whimper and the quiet sniffles. He was a mess. Blood-shot eyes and chewed lips. I felt pity for him.

Suddenly, he stopped and I noticed six bulky men appear out of the blue. One of them was holding a pretty black-haired girl captive. My maternal side growled in anger and before I would do anything rash, Mu kept a tight hold on me, even when he knew that his strength would never be on par with me. Releasing a shuddering breath, I squeezed his hand to let him know I was retaining my anger. When I looked at the scene, I saw that the men surrounded the shaking boy and ugly sneers were sent his way, "Didn't we tell you to kill that bitch?!"

I blinked my eyes when I saw two more familiar men appear, more precisely the slave traders I had met and humiliated greatly.

Mu and I shared a glance, realization hitting in. I was starting to understand what was going on. The typical revenge scene. But man, what cowards they were, sending a teenager to fight me was like sending him to death itself. They would pay for their vile deeds.

"S-she wa-as too stro-ong..I'm s-sorry..p-please, d-don't hurt my s-sister.." He bowed, head touching the ground, pleading for his sister's safety.

And what did the disgusting men do? Unsurprisingly, they kicked the boy harshly against his abdomen, blood coming out his mouth. His sister screamed helplessly, struggling weakly against the man who was holding her tightly. Then, the atmosphere changed completely and I shivered. "Because of your failure, your sister will pay."

The unknown boy coughed again, pushing himself in a standing position, although I could see that he would crumble on the ground again. His will was strong, I could see it in his eyes. "D-don't touch h-her, or I-I'll kill you a-all!"

Laughter echoed throughout the alley and I narrowed my eyes, shifting my feet in aggravation. Only a bit more.

"Did I hear that well? You'll kill us?" Idiot number one said, also known as the slave trader. "Men, kill him.." He walked towards the frightening girl, a lecherous grin plastered on his face.

The boy unsheathed his sword and attacked the men with all his might, but he was no match when it came down to physical strength, and soon, he was surrounded by six men, all eager to chop him in pieces. Meanwhile, the poor girl was screaming for help, help that would never come, or so she thought. With a rough push, the girl was lying on the hard ground, idiot number one on top of her as he fumbled with her top.

Finally, I sighed in relief, and nodded to Mu, who copied my actions as we appeared next to the surprised boy. "W-what are you doing here?!"

"To help you of course!" I eye-smiled and took out my sword, twirling it expertly.

Idiot number two noticed our appearances and shouted in hate, "Kill them! I don't care if that guy comes from the Alexius family, kill them all!" Order given, the men grinned in victory and charged towards us.

"How boring.." I yawned, slashing a guy's arm off and avoiding the spurt of blood, "They are not even worth my time." Narrowing my eyes, I somersaulted over another bulky man who was about to pierce the boy and stabbed his through his lungs, "No killing, buddy." How ironic, I told them not to kill when I was killing them. Why did I always end up in the weirdest situation?

A desperate scream made me turn towards the girl and with supreme speed, I appeared behind the man and kicked him roughly away. Sensing idiot number two behind me, I tapped my feet against the ground and heard the sound of metal. When I looked down to my shoes I saw spears sticking out of my shoe soles and with a cruel smirk on my lips, I threw a back kick, my spear piercing his private jewels. Everyone whirled their attention to the man who was clutching his clothed cock, a blood-gurgling scream erupting from his lips, eyes wide in fright and agony beyond imagination.

Ignoring them, I shifted my attention on idiot number one and with precise accuracy, I took out my dagger and threw it towards his forehead, "Bulls eye!" He couldn't even utter a single word before he fell on the ground, a wide, shocked look swirling within his orbs.

"Are you alright?" I asked the girl worriedly, "Don't worry, no one will hurt you."

The girl hiccupped and with a small, whimpering sob, she grabbed me tightly, bawling her eyes out. I couldn't even understand half of what she was saying, but that didn't matter. She was only scared and tried to recover from this nightmare, "You're safe.." I soothed her, stroking her soft black hair.

Situation cleared out, I smiled towards the siblings, "Stay safe and out of trouble. And whenever you'll need my help, you know where to find me." I winked towards the boy, smirking when his face became cherry-red. His sister known as Sophia giggled softly and nodded, bowing deeply in respect and gratitude.

"Thank you for everything."

Mu smiled kindly, "We did it with pleasure."

I nodded in agreement, "True. Now, get home before it'll become too dark."

With another bow, brother and sister left happily, bright smiles on their face.

"You did well, May."

I chuckled, "Thank you, you weren't bad either."

Quietness ensued between the two of us, and then Mu spoke up, hesitating so, "Uh..if you don't mind me asking, but what was that attack with those spears sticking out your shoe soles?"

"Oh, that was something I invented when I observed the fighting gladiators." Snaking my arms around his waist, an amused smile appeared on my face, ""Don't worry, Mu, I promise not to use that move with you." I giggled when he sighed in relief, "Did you really think I would use that move on you?" I asked incredulous, shaking my head in bemusement.

"Well...you were really scary back there." He shuddered out a breath, "And was it really necessary to strip off all their belongings and sell them?"

"Yes, besides, it's not like I took the share of money for myself. I gave it to the siblings." The moment when I noticed Rohroh and Myron calking towards us, I released Mu, "I don't want to give them any wrong impression." I clarified when Mu looked at me questioningly, wondering why I released him. Smiling widely, I waved towards Rohroh. He really was a great sparring partner when it came down to martial arts. And Myron had warmed up to me. The Fanalis Crops wasn't all bad, in fact, I felt at ease around them.

Omake - May hitting puberty

Reincarnation had amazed me at first, but know I was cursing everyone and everything that crossed my path. How cruel to let me enjoy this beautiful world without any worries and then to suddenly drop everything on top of my shoulder. I loathed this, I hated re-experiencing everything again, for a fucking second time. Was it really necessary to make me feel all of this again? Couldn't I get some kind of machine where I could press forward and skip all the unnecessary things, such as now.

I grimaced in annoyance. "Shit, I'm bleeding again!" Cursing every divine being up there, I glared at the disgusting substance, or rather the marking of me becoming a woman. Mother had once said that I should use kohl and red pain to symbolize the starting of my period, which signified that I was fertile and could bear children. Pffft! As if that would happen. I was no child lover, and I wouldn't even think of letting a guy impregnate me.

Suddenly, the door barged open and I stared wide-eyed at Yunan, who was becoming redder by the moment. Recovering from my shock-induced state, I screamed, "What the hell do you think you're doing?! Get the hell out of here, you fucking idiot!"

Thankfully, he obeyed quickly and closed the door, blurting, "I heard that you were bleeding, I'm sorry! I didn't know you were b-bleeding l-l-like that!"

"Shut up!" I barked in anger, stomping away. "God, I hate reincarnation!" I was humiliated, cranky and pissed as fuck. "I fucking hate reincarnation!"