I couldn’t believe it! After the amazing presentation of the Weapon Trinity Masters my excitement was at an all-time high!! I never thought I would experience something like this in this new world!!!

  There was no way I could contain myself and before I knew it, my Kobold instincts were starting to kick in, screaming at me to run! Not now, can’t you see that I-

  …

  …Wait, if it was acting up then that mea-

  I finally started to pay attention to the situation. The Tiger Beastman had his mace ready and was already swinging it right towards me! Damn it, I let my guard down!!!

  I didn’t have enough time to defend myself. I was going to take the full force of the enemy’s attack!

  My eyes instinctively closed, and I braced for impact. But nothing came…. When I opened my eyes, right in front of me was my bear hugger.

  He was gripping to the spiked end of the mace with his bare hands and was keeping it at bay. Some of its edges punctured through his skin and blood started to drip from his hands.

  I cursed myself with all of the excitement from before evaporating. Even if I saw the coolest thing in the entire world that there was no excuse to lower my guard down! And because of that I allowed a henchman of mine to get injured!

  But my frustration soon shifted to curiosity and confusion. Getting a good look at Damian I saw that the usual energy that he would emit for his abilities was different. There was an intensity to it that made my scales crawl. As if I was getting anxious from the pressure of it alone.

  It felt a bit familiar too, like I’ve seen something similar. And then it hit me! It’s just like Mordred’s [Bloody Rage]!! That means that right now Damian was fueled by his own anger as well!

  Without delay I quickly pulled up his list of abilities and I came across the mysterious one I couldn’t inspect before except now it has fully revealed itself. I pulled up more details on it and couldn’t believe what I was seeing!

  Was this what the Guild Master was referring to when he mentioned [Weapon Style]? Looking back, I just now realized that his [Unarmed Mastery] had recently ranked up to B+. Was this one of those conditions to obtain a [Weapon Style]?

  But then why this of all things?! Of all the powers Damian could obtain……

  This was the most ridiculous and dangerous kind of power to give of all people! I couldn’t help but yell out the nonsense of it all! He actually did….

  “EMOTIONAL DAMAGE?!!”

  Damian…. Having the ability to utilize his own emotions for combat…. Do you know how crazy that has to be to give him that kind of power with the amount of emotions he has all built up?! I can already feel the rest of my army feel the same dread I was feeling when they realized the meaning of my outburst.

  Even Mordred stepped back in panic, his body seemingly remembering whatever affection it had to endure from the Bear man. “B-Boss, what should we do?!”

  I managed to get a hold of myself. Thinking about it, Damian has always been able to stay professional when the need arises. Surely, he can control himself no-

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  All hopes with that idea were quickly dashed away when I glanced back at Damian, who was still holding back The Power Mace. The red color of his [Emotional Aura] has started to shift in hue at the edge, growing lighter in shade of…...

  Pink….

  Like the color of love….

  “…. Everyone get back NOW!!” I called out to my army.

  My own body moved by itself, my Kobold Instinct was kicking into overdrive and for once I was not going to fight against it! Even I didn’t think of arguing with it right now! I’m not that reckless!! I scooped up V while they were processing on what was going on and bolted out of there.

  All of the humans looked concerned, though they had the sense to understand to heed the monsters’ warning. Especially when a Minotaur like Mordred was panicking. They all ran back into the kingdom.

  Looking back the red Aura had completely changed into pink. Damian had shifted the stalemate between himself and his opponent, forcing him back and I noticed that his punctured hands had already recovered with only dried blood on his fur to indicate he had been injured at all.

  I could feel my own fear build up when I saw his familiar affection expression painted across his face, the fur in his cheeks looked flushed with a look of euphoria. But what really shivered my scales was when I heard him chuckle for the first time.

  “Hehehe… Vladdy is so cute….”

  Even the Power Mace was feeling uncomfortable. “O-ok you’re acting really weird.” He turned towards his allies. “You two, mind helpi-”

  “HEY!!”

  But they weren’t there. Instead, they were running in our direction. The leader looked back to the Power Mace. “Sorry, can’t let these monsters escape justice! You can handle it on your own Arnold, I’m sure!”

  “Argh, I’ll make you pay for that one Justin!!” The tiger man complained before pulling his mace back. “Guess it’s just you and me!”

  Meanwhile, I stopped after keeping enough distance from Damian but making sure I could keep tabs of him just in case. My followers were right behind me, also out of breath. The first to speak were the three stooges who were all freaked out over the recent incident.

  “What was that?!”

  “I know he can be overly affectionate.”

  “But this is a whole other level!”

  Before I could voice my input, someone called out after us.

  “I shouldn’t be surprised. Dastardly monsters like you can be cowards too.”

  Right, those two did follow after us. But what did he say? I don’t care how cool they are I’m not going to take that comment easily. “Say what you want, but I doubt you will call us cowards for long. He’ll be fine. I should worry for your friend instead.”

  “Enough.” Their leader, Arnold, announced. Unsheathing thin blade which I recognize as a rapier and pointed it directly at me. “We will push you back and end your tyranny from these poor citizens villain!”

  Seems he still has the wrong idea of what’s happening. Oh well, not like I had much reason to correct him. Taking a quick breath to shake off the last of my nerves from Damian’s development, I couldn’t help but laugh. “Veehahahahaha! Very well since you want to paint me as a villain don’t hold back!”

  I pulled out my sword and pointed it back at my opponent. Both of us turned back to our allies and issued our orders.

  “Claire, go handle his allies. I’ll take care of their leader.”

  The Speed Fan pulled out her two weapons while twirling before answering back with a wink. “You got it Justin! ~”

  “Alright everyone, you go handle her! Paimoth, I leave you in charge of them. Make sure they have their fun. And Mordred, I’ll need you to back me up.”

  My faithful Minotaur jumped at the call to support me as he stood by my side, tightly gripping the handle of his axe. “You got it boss!!”

  My loyal butler on the other hand, gracefully walked towards his chosen opponent all while shadows danced around him in excitement. “As you desire Master Vladimir. I shall not disappoint.”

  The rest of my army roared in excitement, finally having the chance to prove themselves in battle. “For our [Tiny Tyrant]!!!”

  As usual, my body flinched from the ridiculous moniker. But there wasn’t time to complain about that. Even if some of us haven’t fully recovered from our last fight we should be more than able to handle them. But at the back of my mind, I could feel a bit of unease that I normally wouldn’t feel.

  But don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten a certain Avian henchman of mine.

  “I’ll go to secure the kingdom for you as well as support our teddy bear from the side. Good luck to you bossman. ~”

  “Thanks”

  Zeph, sure has a knack for figuring me out so there was no need to give him any vocal orders. It’s a shame he’s still just a temporary Henchman, though I’m confident I can persuade him later. ~

  There were just two more to worry about. “Jordan, keep V safe.”

  The shy Gnoll nodded, keeping himself close to the young goblin who simply hid behind his leg and called out to me. “You can do it Mr. Vlad!”

  Hearing my young henchman cheer me on gave me more motivation to win this fight. I stared down my opponent with Mordred faithfully by my side.

  “I can assume you’re finished with preparations, right? Good. I want to face you at your best so that I could fully unravel your tyranny!”

  With a few flicks of the wrists with his blade, several mirror-like objects appeared all around us and floated in place. Me and Mordred kept our guards up, wondering what they are for.

  But then I glanced back at my opponent as my lips curved into a wicked smile. “Veehahahahaha!! Come at me!! ~”