Up in the highest noble gallery, the atmosphere was electric with excitement and pride.

Aiden’s wives were completely focused on the arena below, where their husband continued to toy with Elarion Voss in the most humiliating fashion. Their voices overlapped in a chorus of admiration and glazing.

Lysandra leaned forward, eyes shining with quiet intensity. "Look at him... so calm, so in control. He hasn’t even broken a sweat yet."

Luna’s tail wagged rapidly, her blue eyes glowing with possessive pride. "Master is so perfect. The way he’s dancing around that arrogant noble like he’s nothing — it makes me want to pounce on him right now!"

Nayla smirked naughtily, licking her lips. "Mmm, the way he moves... so confident, so dominant. I’m getting wet just watching him humiliate Elarion. Our husband is too sexy when he plays with his prey."

Nyxion crossed her arms, a rare satisfied smile on her lips. "He is handling the Voss heir like a child. This is true power. Heart Lord is unmatched."

Selvara huffed, cheeks slightly flushed despite her tsundere tone. "H-Hmph... Of course he’s winning effortlessly. Don’t get too cocky down there, idiot... but... you look good doing it."

Thristle watched with wide, sparkling eyes. "He’s so graceful! Every step, every parry — it’s like he’s performing for us!"

Vegia nodded enthusiastically. "Husband is making that noble look like a fool. I love it when he shows off like this!"

Arisha said proudly. "He’s so strong and composed. The commoners are going wild for him, and I don’t blame them."

Aethoniel fidgeted shyly, face red. "U-Um... Benefactor looks really cool... I feel safe just watching him fight..."

Xylandra smiled softly, her voice gentle and warm. "He’s in complete control."

Valeforia grinned wickedly, eyes half-lidded with desire. "Mmm, the way he’s humiliating that ice boy... it’s turning me on. I can’t wait for him to come back victorious so we can celebrate properly."

Zerra bounced on her toes, unable to stay still. "Hero is so amazing! He’s not even trying hard and he’s already dominating! I want to cheer so loud!"

The wives continued praising him, their voices full of love, lust, and pride, completely absorbed in the fight below.

Suddenly, two familiar, confident voices cut through the chatter from beside them.

"Hey girls... missed us?"

All the wives turned at once.

Sitting beside Xylandra with playful smirks were Serica and Vaara — two of Aiden’s other wives, both high-ranking generals in the Queen’s army. Serica had her usual bold, confident stance, arms crossed under her ample chest. Vaara stood beside her with a cool, composed smile, her posture elegant yet battle-ready.

The entire group froze for a second in surprise, then burst into happy exclamations.

"Serica! Vaara!" Lysandra’s eyes widened in delight.

Luna’s ears perked up. "You two! When did you get here?!"

Nayla grinned widely. "I thought you were still on duty with the Queen’s forces!"

Nyxion raised an eyebrow, though her tone was warm. "This is unexpected... but welcome."

Selvara crossed her arms, trying to look unimpressed but failing to hide her smile. "Hmph. You two finally decided to show up?"

Zerra bounced over excitedly. "Serica! Vaara! You came!"

Valeforia laughed. "Perfect timing. The fight is just getting good!"

Xylandra smiled gently. "We’re so happy to see you both."

Aethoniel waved shyly. "H-Hello..."

Venya, Vegia, Arisha, and Thristle all greeted them with excited chatter.

Serica laughed lightly, waving a hand. "We just slipped out. Couldn’t miss our husband’s big duel. The Queen will understand... probably."

Vaara nodded, her voice calm but amused. "We finished our last assignment early and rushed here. No way we were letting you all have all the fun without us."

Liana, Kee, Mee, and Ela stared with wide eyes, clearly shocked.

Liana pointed dramatically. "Wait... those two are... the famous generals Serica and Vaara from the Queen’s army?! Onii-chan, look!"

Kee whistled low. "Damn... two of the Queen’s top generals are married to Sir Aiden? That’s insane."

Mee said, "They’re so cool and beautiful..."

Ela looked stunned, her conflicted feelings momentarily forgotten. "I... I didn’t know Sir had generals as wives too..."

Serica turned toward the younger group with a friendly grin. "Hey there."

Vaara smiled softly at them. "Lysandra, introduce."

Lysandra stepped forward, taking charge with a warm smile. "Everyone, let me introduce them properly. This is Serica and Vaara. As you all know, both are high-ranking generals serving directly under the Queen."

She then gestured to the others. "Serica, Vaara — these are our new friends: Liana Sarweaver, who’s very energetic and attached to Ethan; Ethan Leilive himself, Liana’s brother and a good fighter in his own right. Different surname cause... Their parents are separated and both took on theirs parents last name whom they live with; Amelia Wystan, who’s quiet but very kind; and Ela, who... has some complicated family ties to the Voss side, but she’s with us now. She is a novel."

Liana waved excitedly. "Hi! It’s so cool to meet real generals!"

Kee scratched his head with a grin. "Yeah... nice to meet you. Sir Aiden really collects impressive people, huh?"

Mee bowed slightly. "P-Pleased to meet you two, ma’am..."

Ela gave a small, nervous nod. "Hello..."

Serica laughed. "Don’t be shy. We’re all family here. Just enjoy the show — our husband is putting on quite the performance."

Vaara glanced down at the arena where Aiden continued to casually dominate Elarion. "He looks like he’s having fun. Typical."

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The clash of blades rang out across the colosseum like thunder.

Elarion Voss pressed forward aggressively, his Dual Eclipse Reavers flashing in a deadly blizzard of strikes. Icy chains erupted from the ground, attempting to bind Aiden’s legs, while freezing domains slowed the very air around him. A barrage of enhanced glacial arrows rained down from above, each one far stronger and faster than anything Elara had summoned.

Aiden moved like he was dancing.

He sidestepped the chains with lazy grace, spun between the slowing domains as if they were gentle breezes, and casually flicked his twin daggers to shatter the incoming arrows mid-flight. His smirk never left his face.

"Come on, Elarion," Aiden taunted, voice carrying clearly to every corner of the arena. "You taught your sister all those pretty ice tricks. Surely you can do better than copying her homework?"

Elarion’s icy-blue eyes burned with fury. "Shut your filthy mouth!" He slammed his swords into the ground. A massive ice serpent coiled around the platform and lunged at Aiden with jaws wide open.

Aiden laughed. "There it is! Much better." He leaped onto the serpent’s head, ran along its icy spine like it was a sidewalk, and kicked off its snout, flipping gracefully over Elarion. "But still too predictable."

The commoners were roaring with delight.

"Lord Aiden is playing with him like a toy!"

"He’s not even trying!"

Single commoner girls squealed. "That flip was so cool! Lord Aiden looks so hot when he’s dominating!"

"He’s too strong and too handsome... I can’t look away!"

In the noble section, the atmosphere was tense and bitter. Some nobles whispered desperately, "Sir... please... turn this around..."

Elarion roared and merged the ice serpent with his earlier titan construct, creating a colossal frost dragon that breathed absolute-zero flames while he skated forward on ice platforms, dual swords blazing with sapphire mana. "I will freeze your soul!"

Aiden weaved through the dragon’s breath with ridiculous ease, parrying Elarion’s swords with light taps that forced the noble heir backward step by step. "Freezing my soul? Bold claim."

He suddenly appeared right in Elarion’s face again, daggers crossed against the Eclipse Reavers. "Tell me, ice prince — does it sting knowing your little sister fought harder than you are right now?"

Elarion’s pride snapped. He unleashed a point-blank absolute-zero nova, the temperature dropping so low that parts of the arena floor cracked from the cold. "I’ll erase you from existence!"

Aiden simply tilted his head, letting the nova wash over him before stepping out completely unharmed, frost sliding off his clothes like water. "Erase me? With that?" He tapped one dagger against Elarion’s blade again, sending a jolt that made the noble stagger. "You’re strong, I’ll admit it. Stronger than your sister. But you’re fighting with anger... and anger makes you sloppy."

Up in the gallery, Aiden’s wives (now including the newly arrived Serica and Vaara) watched with sparkling eyes.

Luna purred loudly. "Master is humiliating him so beautifully..."

Nayla licked her lips. "I love when he gets playful like this."

Serica smirked. "He’s not even using half his power."

Vaara nodded calmly. "He’s enjoying himself."

Elarion panted, sweat mixing with frost on his forehead. "You... you dare mock the Voss bloodline?!"

Aiden’s smirk widened as he twirled his daggers. "Bloodline? I care more about results. And right now, you’re losing in front of the entire kingdom." He blurred forward again, forcing Elarion into another frantic exchange of blades. "Come on, pretty boy. Show me something new. Or are you just going to keep copying your sister until I get bored?"

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END OF Chapter : 326 : AIDEN NIGHTSHADE V/S ELARION VOSS! : 2

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