The Invincible Full-Moon System

Robust and commanding, Duke Lorcan was exactly as Rex expected.

He stood at the other end of the grand hall, spine straight, one hand resting behind his back—a stance both composed and commanding. Though his aura was unseen, its weight pressed upon the chamber as if he were wearing a bloody crown, compelling all who met his gaze to bow.

Every subtle movement, every breath, spoke of royalty.

Not merely inherited, but earned.

A loose royal green and white robe that still emphasized his robust stature draped across his body.

Intricate patterns bloomed like flowers with the winged-star crest at their orbit.

Beside him was a breathtaking woman.

Princess Davina stood—with effortless poise, hands clasped in front of her stomach, draped in a green gown befitting of royalty that shimmered like cut emeralds beneath the natural light. Translucent white fabric cascaded from her sleeves, catching the wind in slow, graceful ripples, flowing like waves drawn toward some silent shore.

Her gown matched the Duke’s robes perfectly.

Not by accident, but by declaration—highlighting their unity at the moment.

Despite her pleasant appearance, her silk-smooth, beautiful face betrayed her.

Though stoic, it bore a faint tinge of annoyance, like a goddess mildly displeased by mortal trivialities.

She was untouchable, and she knew it.

Once he was right in front of the grand hall, the knight bowed politely and stepped to the side.

He gestured for the contenders and their patrons to step inside.

Rex followed Rosa’s lead, sticking close to her.

Crack!

As they took only a few steps into the grand hall, a streak of green light shot down—striking the floor right before Rex and Rosa, who stood at the far right, forcing them to halt. The beam then swept sideways in a sharp line, cutting across all of them and halting them all in place.

A clear sign for them not to take a single step further.

Rex turned to the side and saw another woman.

She’s a light brunette—her hair is so long that it drops past her bottom.

From the stark similarity between her and Princess Davina, she must be family, and with the mature air she was exuding, Rex could safely assume that this woman was Princess Davina’s sister, Liliana. She was the one who fired the beam.

“You’re sweating, Rosa.”

Rex whispered silently from behind.

He noticed the bead of cold sweat running down Rosa’s neck, which was a worrying sign.

“I took our deal seriously, so of course I’m nervous.”

“I only asked you to bring me here,” Rex placed a hand on Rosa’s shoulder, assuring her. “It’s fine.”

Rex wasn’t a fool.

Though Rosa was doing her best to fulfil her part of the deal, the problem between the Duke and the Marquess isn’t something—that could be handled easily. No matter how much she wanted to fulfil her end of the deal, it’s not that simple.

But all he asked was access to this tournament.

As for how it ended, it was entirely up to him.

Visibly, Rosa relaxed a bit, smiling inwardly as his words took a massive weight from her shoulders.

Rex stared ahead again and was surprised to find Princess Davina was looking his way.

He was caught off guard, but he quickly recovered.

She never saw me in my Human form. I’m sure she wouldn’t recognize me, not in this form.

Despite being stared at, Rex remained composed.

Giving Davina any reaction would only encourage her to pay closer attention, and Rex didn’t want that.

At least not in the way that was non-romantic.

Just then, an old woman could be seen entering the grand hall from the far left, needing a guard to help her walk. Even her appearance looked extremely old, which could only mean that this old lady’s age is beyond what Rex could fathom.

She began from the left, smiling and holding the contender’s hand.

It was an inspection, from the looks of it.

Rosa naturally leaned towards him.

“Like I said, she would be checking your age. Don’t panic and let her do what she must.”

“Not a problem.”

About three minutes later, the old lady finally reached Rex.

She offered a friendly smile.

“It might be my old brain, but I don’t know who you are. May I know your name?”

“Rex Silverstar,” Rex returned the smile. “And no, your brain hadn’t failed you. We’ve never met.”

“I was only joking.” The old lady laughed. “I would remember a handsome face like yours if we’d met.”

Then, the old lady reached out both of her trembling hands.

“May I…?”

“Please.”

Rex extended his hand, and the old lady received it with both of hers, her touch gentle and deliberate.

A notification appeared as soon as she did.

<Warning: A foreign energy is trying to determine the user’s age!>

Seeing this, Rex didn’t resist.

He waited for a moment as the old lady’s eyes glistened with a cherished green hue, probing Rex’s body from head to toe with her energy. It was an inspection, and at the end of it—the old lady smiled lightly, seemingly pleased with what she found.

But she didn’t let go of his hand.

Swish!

A subtle but purposeful life energy from the old lady brushed against Rex’s skin.

Rosa frowned when she felt the disturbance in life energy inside the grand hall.

‘She’s probing his origin.’ She looked at Rex worriedly. ‘I’ve done it on him, and he was able to resist.’

Of course, Rosa expected this to happen since Rex is a new face.

But it shouldn’t be a problem since Rex somehow was able to deflect this power.

In every noble house, there was a Royal Seeker who wasn’t only adept at handling problems with the Obelisk of Life, but also could see through the disguise of anyone new, providing advice to the head of the house on certain matters.

A slightly lower position than the Priestess of Purity, but prominent nonetheless.

Rosa already told the Royal Seeker of her house to check Rex, and he was able to deflect this.

Of course, this old lady is stronger than the Royal Seeker back home, but Rosa was thinking positively.

<Warning: Confession of Truth Spirit Genesis has been cast on the user!>

Rex raised a brow when he saw this notification.

But he has no time to react as the old lady has already thrown her question.

“Tell me, Lord Rex, what is your origin?”

For a moment there, Rex remained silent and looked down at the floor covered by soft carpet.

Noticing that the old lady was a lot longer than him, the other contenders began to turn towards him.

Rosa sweated a little, but it was then, Rex raised his head again.

“Someone from the Noble House of Aurelius’ territory who got lucky.”

“Hmm…”

Despite the answer, the old lady remained steadfast on Rex, her eyes studying his face intently.

Soon, her smile returned.

“Okay. Please, hold this for me.”

She gave a small black orb to Rex, the one she told the other contenders to hold, too.

“What is this?”

“It’s to make sure you’re not a Voidal Monster in disguise. If you are, you’ll feel cold by touching this.”

“I’m not a Voidal Monster.”

Since there was no reaction, the old lady took the orb again.

“It’s mandatory. I hope you understand, and good luck, Lord Rex.”

Just like that, the old lady walked away.

On the other hand, Princess Davina stared at Rex intently as she noticed something weird earlier.

‘His eyes… It was red before—but when he answered, it turned to bright orange.’ Her eyes narrowed, finding that something seemed off about Rex. ‘Did he do something to avoid the inspection? No, I don’t sense any manipulation in his life energy. But still…’

Though she was suspicious, she couldn’t say anything as there was no proof.

It happened so fast.

Rex’s eyes were normal again, which almost seemed like she imagined the change in his eye color.

But Princess Davina trusted what she saw.

Duke Lorcan then finally spoke, his voice was heavy and carried authority.

“Before the real test, I have one question. Please answer truthfully.” He scanned his sharp eyes across every single contender, making sure all of them listened to him attentively. “Why do you want to marry my daughter?”

Starting from the left-most side, the contender answered one by one.

“Because I believe other than strength compatibility, there also needs to be status compatibility. I offer my house name, which would certainly be beneficial to the Princess.”

“Love and marriage didn’t care about strength and status compatibility. It simply served the heart. And I believe I have fallen for the princess, and if the princess wants real love and can love me too, we’ll be a perfect match.”

One by one, the contender began to answer the question.

Everyone tried to stand out, poking at what might incite any reaction from the Duke and the Princess.

For them, this is a trick question.

All of them were sure that the Duke was asking this not because he worried that the Princess would be marrying the wrong person—the question was more to see if there were outliers among them. The only wrong answer was one that doesn’t incite any reaction.

Be it anger or approval, their answer must incite a reaction.

However, so far, none of them were able to change the Duke and the Princess’ expressions.

Then, it was time for the man with the long white hair—the strongest among all of them.

Elegantly, he stepped forward.

“I admire the princess’ strength; that’s why I want to marry her.” He answered confidently with a steady and composed voice. “And I also want the princess to know—that strength alone shouldn’t be the only measure of a worthy partner. If she’s destined to stand above all, I’ll be the fool who refuses to kneel.”

Hearing this, Princess Davina’s lips curled a little.

Since she was stoic throughout, this change was caught instantly by everyone.

Once he said his piece, the elegant man stepped back behind the line again.

“You’ve got a good rival there,” Rosa whispered. “It’s going to be tough beating him.”

Rex remained silent.

It’s still flattery. A princess like her hears that all the time. That smile of hers only showed because she’s never heard that kind of praise from a man before. Doesn’t mean she’s interested. If I weren’t here, he’d probably gain her hand.

Though he could still be wrong about this, he was confident.

Not because of his research, but he could feel the air from her.

It was similar to the first time he met with Evelyn.

She’s only interested in him back then because he taunted Kevin to bet using her.

Evelyn is also in the same position as Princess Davina, and that alone made him confident.

Soon enough, it was his turn.

Rex took a step forward—there was no hesitation or nervousness in his movement.

It was precise and deliberate, like a man who knew exactly the reason he was here.

For a good second, he stared at Duke Lorcan before eventually resting his eyes on Princess Davina.

She was stoic, but she couldn’t hide the curiosity behind her eyes.

“Because I want her, and I always get what I want.”

His voice echoed across the entire grand hall.

Rex remained silent for a good moment before intending to step back.

He didn’t feel the need to elaborate further.

“Always get what you want? What makes you so confident? Hard to believe that kind of certainty comes from anything but arrogance. Besides, you’re talking as if I’m a trophy that you wanted.”

Before he could step back, Princess Davina’s voice rang.

Irritation was clear in her tone.

Rex paused and stood straight once again.

“It came from something way deeper than arrogance, princess. I always get what I want—because I refused to be a man who can’t get what he wants. I’d rather die than give up. So, this is not only a matter of marriage for me. This is life or death. Either I get you, or I die.”

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