When even her trump card failed to put a scratch on the opponent, Rebecca had to acknowledge that she wasn't the strongest participant in the test at all. The masked man was quite a league ahead of her. Whether it was physical confrontation, defense or offensive skills, he was better than her by a huge margin. The only option that she had was to safely escape somehow to save the reputation of her school.
She rushed out in the opposite direction of the masked man but somehow her surroundings grew black and she felt that she had lost her vision and was running black. Then there was a loud thud and she felt the cool sensation of the ground against her skin. She thought that she must have tripped and fallen to the ground. She tried to get up so she could continue moving but sleep took over all her senses and all her limbs refused to listen to her as she fell into deep slumber.
Zavier had seen her try to escape right after launching the laser on to him but how could he have let her go so easily. He cast an illusion within a second and put her into a brief coma. It was an advanced illusion that could only be cast on those with weaker mental strength than the caster. Moreover the difference had to quite large otherwise the target would only feel slightly sleepy and wouldn't fall into a coma as intended by the caster.
Thankfully for Zavier, Rebecca wasn't any good with spirit energy or mental strength as evident from her non-existent perception or sensory skills.
Zavier smirked as he saw the running Rebecca fall to the ground like a sack of rice and moved towards her in a leisurely manner.
Rebecca felt that she had been dreaming for a long time and all that had happened with the masked man had been nothing more than a dream that she had conjured because there was no way that someone stronger than her could actually exist.
But when she managed to open her eyes slowly, the reality of it all struck her like a boulder in the face. All that she had been through wasn't a dream at all. The masked man really existed and he had also been the one who had put her to sleep. She was horrified to find that her limbs had been tied up to a slim tree and she was unable to move.
Not that she could escape even if she hadn't been tied up. Zavier could easily catch her once again if that happened. Therefore, Rebecca felt that it was futile trying to escape from within his sight.
The first thought that came to her mind was to beg for mercy from Zavier. A strong man like him might not act petty if she properly apologized to him regarding her earlier transgressions.
But she didn't know that Zavier really was going to be petty because he had already suffered under her superiority complex before and had been raring to teach her a lesson for so long.
"Please let me go. Strong men like you should let the misgivings of women go. If you want, I am willing to follow you. Before you, I have never met a man who was capable of defeating me so I have never felt the joy of following after a strong man like you. Untie me and I will show become a loyal follower of yours and will carry out your will like my duty."
Zavier let out a grunt and he made sure that it was audible to Rebecca. He didn't bother to give a reply to her. He wanted her to feel frustrated and terrified at the thought of what was going to happen to her.
Several thoughts flooded her brain but she was unable to figure out the deal of the masked man. He had tied her up and hadn't even asked for anything from her till then. According to common sense, he should have at least asked for her card by then.
Still Rebecca felt that it was better for her if he didn't bring up her card and she too cunningly didn't mention anything about it. Her freedom wasn't as important to her as the card that was her only ticket to the Caesar University.
From time to time, she tried to bring up the topic of becoming the follower of the masked man but the man didn't make any kind of response. It was as if he had suddenly become deaf and dumb.
After she had pestered him long enough, the masked man turned towards her and replied, "You are too weak. Just hand over your card to me and get lost."
Rebecca felt ashamed of herself. She had never imagined that there would come a day when she would be rejected by someone because she was too weak. In the past she had been too strong for anyone to even try to be in her team. She was always the strongest in the room among her peers but now the masked man was telling her that she was so weak that she was unworthy of being a member of his team. How unfair was that?
Unconsciously, her tears began to flow out of her eyes. She used the diamond skin to break apart the rope that was tying her up and fell down to her knees with a thud.
"Please, I am begging you. Do not take my card. It is the only thing connecting me to my dream. Please, I am willing to do anything else. You just have to order me and I will follow you willingly."
Although Rebecca appeared to be begging him, she had been concocting another elaborate plan in the back of her mind. Since everything else had failed, there was only one thing that she could offer to the masked man if she wanted to save her card from being taken.
There was only one solution that Rebecca felt was feasible at this time. Although she had failed in the competition of strength and had lost to the masked man, there was one battlefield where every man would lose out in front of her. She still had her beauty that men could only drool after. Rebecca was certain that this masked man would also lust after her if she offered herself to him. She was confident that she could make a deal with him using her body. That was the reason that she had slightly hinted at it in her previous conversation with the masked man.
Rebecca appeared to be very indifferent when she thought of offering her body which was quite the opposite of any other woman in her position. It seemed that she didn't even consider her own body worth anything when compared to getting into the Caesar University.
When Rebecca thought that her current approach seemed to be the accurate one she continued to plead her case while still on her knees and tearfully looked at Zavier.
"You might not know this but the honor of Caesar high school has been laid down on my shoulders now. I can't lose my card and get eliminated in the first round here. I need to make it to the end. And for that purpose I am willing to do anything...absolutely anything. Please, there must be something that I can do for you. I beg you to not discard me."
Zavier gave her body a good look. She appeared to be excessively seductive at that moment. Her huge breasts shook with every sob and her flushed cheeks told the story of a girl who was willing to go to any extent. Although Zavier knew that all of this was a plan that the bitch was concocting, what man would not act in front of such a show?
Moreover, this way he could also fulfil the promise that he had made with her that included something along the lines of fucking her like a bitch. Following that line of thought, Zavier planned to fuck her in the most humiliating manner possible in order to teach her a lesson that she would not be able to forget even if she wanted to.
Zavier bent down towards her with his arms outstretched. Rebecca thought that the masked man had finally found his conscience and was about to lift her up. Maybe she still was of some use to him; after all she was very strong compared to the rest of the participants even if she was not on the same level as him.
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