"Girl! Be proud that you are dying as a test subject of my Throat Crushing Blade art. I have been practising it for the past six months and now if you don't struggle much. You will only feel a little pain." Celia said as an excited look appeared on her face.

Her father has brought this technique from the Golden Falcon Kingdom for a hundred gold coins. Although this was the lowest level technique in the Golden Falcon Kingdom. It was still a Martial Art.

This technique can be used with a Blade or a Sword. Can even kill an opponent one level higher than the user at its full potential.

"This art has three forms and Celia has already mastered the first form in six months which shows that she is a prodigy among all of us. She is the one that will enter the Golden Falcon Academy and help our Village tremendously."

"For the good of the whole village, some sacrifices should be made. You two are given the perfect opportunity to help this Village by being a practising target for my daughter."

Village Chief said and then laughed.

"Miss Celia is already the strongest sixteen-year-old that our Village has ever seen. She is a Body Master level five. If she enters the second form of Throat Crushing Blade art she may even step into level six Body Master."

"You two will be making a great sacrifice if she happens to reach the second form of Art." The Goatee man said with an evil smile on his face.

He loved to see people suffer.

The middle-aged man stood up in sluggish manner. Blood dripping out of his mouth. There were soil particles on his face mixed with blood.

Everybody looked at him and prayed for him to do nothing stupid or the matter could get even worse.

The man moved towards Celia and slumped down in her legs. "Miss Celia, please use me as a test dummy and leave my daughter alone. She had nothing to do with this. I am the one that offended you." He begged.

However, before he could do anything else Celia kicked him away with full force and then a swishing sound pierced his ears and then a chocked voice resounded in the ground.

The man looked up and saw a silver blade in his daughter's throat. Celia was holding the blade with a satisfied smile on her face. She was looking as if she has done something pleasurable.

"Such a waste. This trash couldn't even struggle in front of my blade. She died before I could enjoy the thrill. And you wanted me to keep her alive? Tash like her should be killed the moment they are born!" Celia said as she pulled the blade out of the Blonde's throat.

A large amount of sanguine liquid spurred out of the Girl as her lifeless body fell in the middle-aged man's embrace. His white linen shirt got painted completely red.

"Miss Celia is the greatest. What a clean kill. She didn't even make a noise before she died." The Goatee man said with a wide grin on his face. All the rich people had a smile on their faces. It's like someone has returned their soul to them.

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The village chief also had a proud expression on his face. "She is my daughter after all. She is just like me. Cold and ruthless. No one will dare to mess with her when she reaches the Golden Falcon academy."

"What had you done! She was an only child. And you have killed her! You Bitch! I will kill you!" The middle-aged man stood up and jumped at Celia.

All the Villagers looked at his condition and saddened expression appeared on their face. They were helpless against the Village Chief. Although many of them wanted to help the man. The Village Chief was too strong.

And he even had these rich people of Village Backing him up. Killing him would be impossible for week Villagers like them.

Ambrose looked at the dead girl and an angry expression appeared on his face. He clenched his fist. 'I will kill all of you one day! You have had enough!'

Nelson was also angry at the lot. However, his father had tightly held his hand to stop him from doing anything stupid.

"You pathetic fool! How dare you curse Miss Celia. Don't you know that she is the future of this Village? Your trash daughter has sacrificed herself for a greater good!" The Goatee man rebuked.

However, the middle-aged man didn't stop and moved towards Celia without stopping. When she saw that the man was not stopping a smile formed on her face.

"So you wanna die too! Come let my blade taste your blood too. Who knows maybe you will be able to struggle a bit." She said and then pointed her blade at him.

Celia be careful that fool may look weak and pathetic. However, he is already at level five Body Master. This is the time you use your skills. And practice your Throat Crushing Blade art on him." The Village Chief reminded from the side.

"Don't worry father, brutes like him can't stand even a single move of my Throat Crushing Blade. He will die just like his pathetic daughter." Celia bowed down a little and focused her gaze at the incoming man.

When the man heard about his daughter. His anger flared up even more. He clenched his jaw and like an angry bull shoved his body towards the blade.

When Village Chief and the Rich guys saw how the man was blindly rushing towards Celia a smile formed on their faces. "What a stupid man. He should have just abandoned the dead body of his daughter and ran away for his life." The Goatee man's daughter said.

"Yes, this pathetic guy is just like his daughter. A stupid." The Goatee man said.

"Hgh...!" The middle-aged man grunted and then jumped at Celia.

"You are courting death! Throat Crushing Blade. First Form!" Celia trusted her blade at the man's neck pinning him up in the air.

However, the man didn't stop. His body fell forward and with his remaining life, he grabbed Celia's neck tightly. His rough hands squeezed her jade white neck with as much force as he could muster from his body.

The silvery blade still in his throat sucking his life force away. "You...y...you...Bitch!" The middle-aged man said and then coughed out blood on Celia's face.

"Ugh... Ugh..." Celia tried to say something however the lack of oxygen made her brain freeze. She couldn't tell what she should do in this situation.

"Swish!" A silver light flashed and the man's hands on Celia loosened. Slowly his head fell off his body and rolled on the ground. "Dud!"

"This piece of shit dared to touch my Daughter! From now on his family would be thrown out of this Village! And his house and all the belongings would be burned! Even his Mana beast would be killed!" The Village Chief said as he stood beside the fallen head of Middle-Aged man.

There was a sword in his hands. Painted by the sanguine colour of the middle-aged man's blood.

When the grip on her neck loosened Celia took in a deep breath and finally kicked the headless body down with her left leg. She started heaving deep breaths. As she placed one of her hand on her chest.

Her face was completely red because of the blood coughed out by the dead man at his final moments.

"This is what happens to everyone who tries to go against the Village Chief. You lowlife pigs have no right to gossip about us. Your only aim in life is to survive and pay Village Chief taxes." The Goatee man said as he stepped out in front.

"Sister Celia are you ok. Here let me clean your face of that filthy blood." Goatee man's daughter ran towards her with a worried expression on her face.

When Goatee man saw her daughter. A smile formed on his lips and he nodded towards her. He knew that Village Chief is like God for them. And the only way they could live peacefully in this village is by bootlicking Village Chief.

And who knows if his daughter flatters Celia enough. Then she can even have a chance to go to Capital with her as a servant. That could be a life-changing opportunity for both him and his daughter.

His daughter could even seduce and marry a man from the capital if all goes well.

She quickly wiped all the blood from Celia's face. There was even some on her neck and clothes she wiped it too. Although some stains were remaining on her collar they were not that prominent.

A boy from the rich guy's group also came forward with a water bottle. However, before he could get any closer. The Goatee man's daughter snatched the water bottle away from him.

"Give it to me. I will help sister Celia! You can go back and silently stand in the crowd again." She said as she moved without waiting for any reply.

'Lane is doing a great job in flattering Miss Celia.' The goatee man thought with a smile on his face.