They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

This princess is clearly the best candidate.

It's about mutual benefit.

You think your combat power can overwhelm me? How do you know I can't fight back?

A battle between the first and second place finishers in the qualifying rounds!

The commotion they made quickly attracted everyone's attention.

They even forgot about their own sparring and came over to watch with bright eyes.

They were also very curious about this sudden rise to first place.

Char Aznable dared to accept the challenge, and naturally, he had already devised a plan.

What he relied on was the record-breaking reward from the third floor of the Divine Grace Bell Tower: the relic, Pure White Concept.

Char held the blank card album in his hand, his smile calm and composed, as if he had everything under control.

Relic: Pure White Concept, an E-rank relic that should have had A-rank potential.

The existence of the Pure White Concept is an attempt to challenge the laws and rules, a power that should only belong to high-level experts.

Its birth was of epoch-making significance.

Originally, the ability to utilize or even create laws and rules was a realm that required great power to reach.

But the original intention behind the creation of the Pure White concept was to enable ordinary people to also have the ability to unleash the laws.

The Pure White Concept is made of special materials that possess the ability to engrave laws upon it.

Users unleash the power of words by inscribing rules on blank cards.

Once the rules are successfully established, the user's ability can be disregarded.

Doesn't that sound amazing?

However, the effect was rather lackluster.

Even with the finest manufacturing materials, the laws that can be accommodated are limited, even negligible.

A world is made up of countless rules, and what a pure white concept can contain and create is only a tiny tip of the iceberg.

Even the construction of rules requires strict logical coherence, and the higher the level of rule constraint, the more stringent its enforcement.

—You can't expect a helpless infant to instantly kill a high-level martial artist, can you?

The Pure White concept can only accommodate a limited number of rules, and coupled with the stringent conditions for constructing those rules, this relic naturally appears rather useless.

Moreover, it's a one-time use item.

Let alone a clash of high-level laws, even dealing with the low-level ones of these flesh-bodied grass monsters would be difficult.

For example, if he were to use the concept of pure white to defeat Violet in battle, it would be a creation logic that does not conform to the rules of law.

An ordinary person's combat strength cannot exceed that of a cultivator, so the rules are invalid and cannot be recorded on them.

Therefore, the pure white concept was abandoned and could only be a half-finished product of grade E.

But Char knew very well that this was simply because someone hadn't found the correct way to use it.

For example, what if all I want is for the other person to say one word to me, or call me "Dad"?

It's just one sentence, it's that simple, right?

Since he is her father, shouldn't she respect him?

Is it too much for me to ask her to bow to her father again?

Char twirled the card album in his hand, using his thoughts as a scalpel to inscribe and depict on the first card.

Its name is—Call Me Father!

A mysterious gray-white pattern appeared on the card; it was a totem of law and rules.

The condition for activating this rule is that after someone tries to offend you, you should say, "You won't even call me Dad!" to trigger the power of the Pure White Concept rule.

On the arena, Violet, dressed in combat attire, wore a silver-white armor and a highly resilient sharkskin suit that perfectly accentuated her figure.

With smooth and graceful lines, a tall figure, and her silver hair tied up in a high ponytail, she looked dashing and heroic.

The only constants are the white stockings and combat boots.

Her long, slender legs were encased in white stockings, paired with silver leather combat boots, exuding an irresistible charm.

This combination is completely pandering to otaku tastes, giving off a lewd vibe.

It doesn't look like a battle suit; it looks more like a different kind of combat uniform.

Xia was internally complaining, but he didn't show it on his face.

Violet stood face to face with him, two meters away, her face full of arrogance.

Chapter 41 The Consequences of Disrespecting One's Father: This is How It Is

She was confident that she could take down Char with just one strike.

After all, with his strength, dealing with an ordinary person would be a piece of cake.

But deep down, she was struggling with her own feelings.

"Xia, if you admit defeat now, it's not too late to give up your position as the top student."

Violet's voice was clear and resonant, full of pride.

This was her last mercy.

Otherwise, if he were to make a move and either die or be seriously injured, the scene would not look very good.

"Oh? Why should I give up?"

Char remained unmoved by the princess's threats.

"If that's what you're saying, I'll give you a chance..."

Before she could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed in Violet's eyes, and she attacked Xia directly.

Since you refused to take the path I offered you, you can't blame me for bullying you!

The tall, white-stockinged war goddess had now transformed into the silver moon, moving as fast as a streak of light.

The students watching all looked on in shock.

Such speed, such power—is this really Her Highness the Princess?

Xia Ya shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.

He originally wanted to give her a chance, but she didn't want it.

Char calmly played the "Call My Father" card.

"You won't even call me 'Dad' once."

There seemed to be some regret and helplessness in his voice.

The moment she finished speaking, Violet's figure came to an abrupt halt.

The longsword in her hand was only a step away from Xia.

However, she stopped, and even blurted it out.

"father!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Violet's eyes widened in disbelief.

I was stunned. Was it myself who had just spoken?

My body is completely out of my control!

How is this going?

witchcraft?

Xia smiled, and although he didn't respond, the satisfaction in his eyes was clearly visible.

Even the most basic application of rules has no destructive power, and its construction is naturally simple.

But it is not very harmful, but extremely insulting!

Looking at the expression on Char's face, what else did Violet not understand?

Clearly, this bizarre scene was the work of the other party.

A faint blush rose to Violet's face; she was furious.

Suddenly calling out the opponent's name during a battle is extremely damaging to ordinary people.

This was especially humiliating for Violet, who lost her father at a young age.

The word "father" has a different meaning for her; it is sacred.

Why would you say that to someone you hate?

He wished he could kill the guy in front of him with a single sword stroke.

In a short moment, Violet had already come up with a thousand ways to take revenge.