Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"And just like that, the yearly quote that I always wanted to say at the right time!" said the newcomer as he shook his head down, proud of himself.

"... Who is this brat?" Foel took out the Yaykha Kieli bio-artifact out of her pocket space storage, brandishing the sword part as if she was ready to kill him.

Rarely she took out her strongest artifact if it wasn't for utterly killing someone in haste. It seemed like the appearance of Jaro had made an irksome remark on the emotionless tanomobi.

"Put it," MF whispered with a sour smile.

"Ah, wokeh."

The young man glanced at the unconscious Carla, and the surrounding to find Gushen to no avail. Putting both of his arms forward, he let out a speech, "A dark angel and an evil sewer rat! All of your villainy will end now!"

"... Can I kill him?" Foel complained.

The pseudo-angel was analyzing the young man. The last name 'Lagoon' rang a loud giant bell in her mind. Without any effort, MF deemed him as one of the rare races in Neamh, a Demon.

"What makes us a villain?" MF playfully asked. It was surprising but it seemed like Jaro wasn't affected by the pressure of her voice.

The demon gritted his teeth in excitement, crossing his gauntlet wrist to the front. "Firstly, both of you have hurted someone I know, violence against the innocent is strictly forbidden within the enforced justice!"

MF's interest was piqued, she decided to test the water.

"But justice doesn't work universally. Let's say, there is a hunter who is really hungry and wanted to catch a rabbit, the rabbit didn't commit any crime and is deemed innocent, the hunter killed the rabbit and ate him, yet nobody has ever enforced a justice for this case, what of it?"

"That is the rule of the jungle, the weak will be eaten by the strong. The food will begin to adapt to the surrounding for survival instead of trying to fight back."

"Then you know what it means, right?"

"Which means I need to be stronger than the opposer to enforce my justice!"

Foel stepped back. She had been within this sort of naive phase back in her harsh days. It wasn't that simple, to be strong doesn't equal to be mentally fortified. In which, it was the very same silhouette that Foel saw of her past and the person in front of her.

Jaro had zero cultivation.

"Well then." MF ascended to the sky, trying to find an angle for her to rush on. "We'll see if your justice is worth something."

In half a second, MF full-throttled herself forward in sonic speed. She grabbed the demon by the neck and slammed the hell out of him on the ground. As if the time slowed, she checked her opponent's expression, only to find him gritting his teeth with determined eyes focusing on her.

His body was so durable like a block of iron that even MF couldn't snap his bone with a harrowing slam. Either it was something that a demon evolved with, or his muscle was so incomprehensibly thick that it kept his whole body intact.

Within the deliberate speed, MF threw a satisfied smile. Still grabbing his neck, she propelled herself out of the area and soared at mach 2 to the sky far to the south where it was full of wasteland.

"Ah, they left me behind." Foel pouted. "Now I don't know what to do with this lass."

The body of an Angel was able to take a burnt kinetic shredding of the air at such a crazy amount of velocity, the same with the demon. MF then searched for a hard surface somewhere near the ancient wasteland.

'There it is.'

Like an excellent chef, MF took the new raw ingredient called 'Jaro' into a nature grinder and pushed the guy into the ground as she traveled at 100 meters per second while dragging a living mortal by the throat on the surface. She was feeling generous so she slowed down a little bit despite having the ability to go faster.

After that, MF threw the guy onto the bottom wall of a cliff. Jaro was grinning the whole process, his body was hotter than cinnamon due to the friction yet there were no life threatening wounds despite all of that rollercoaster of excessive torture.

His body created a hot smoke, as the wound on all of his body slowly healed. Inhuman, was what MF thought, something suspicious that the 'Minor Overseer' ability of hers was detected yet not grasped. Just like Gushen's scythe case, it had something to do with the demon's giant gauntlets.

Although his face didn't show much of his pain. Jaro broke all of his bones, purely using his muscles to move his heart manually.

MF appeared in front of him, shrewdly smiling. "Where is your justice? The culmination of evil is right in your vision, rise! O' bringer of justice! Prove me that you're not the rabbit or I'll doom this whole world!"

The night sky was clear, Jaro broke out of the deep crater, walking purely out of strong determination. He still smiled and gritted his teeth, clenching his gauntlet fist.

"Lord have mercy on my foes!"

He retracted his fist, a crack could be heard as he propelled a massive strike forward. The shockwave destroyed everything behind the dark angel.

Jaro then leaped forward, throwing a heavy uppercut mid air. MF lightly dodged the attack and kicked him out to the side, launching him and destroying numerous boulders and hills in the process. He found himself extremely far away from where they began.

"Just as expected, you're the perfect punching bag to test this form of mine!"

The same thing happened again and again, Jaro still relentlessly moved his broken body as MF used him to wreck the wasteland even more than before. Half an hour had passed, until this time, the demon couldn't move his whole body like his usual vigor does.

Holes trailed to the current Jaro's location, barely breathing.

The demon still kept his grin despite it, slowly whispering to himself.

"I want to be a hero…"

MF rushed to her punching bag location, trying to see what Jaro could come up with. Normally, she would just finish the fight off as fast as she could, it was a different case for this one.

"A hero is somebody who is selfless, who is generous in spirit, who just tries to give back as much as possible and help people. You want to be like that, correct?"

"Heh, I do, yet, the villains are always stronger than me, how could I help people if I couldn't put myself to the test?"

His smile dimmed a little bit, looking at his messed up body, he faced the starry night, trying to grab one of them with his clutch, hidden within his unbreakable gauntlets. Realistically unreachable, just like his dream.

"Looking at how pathetic you're, I might be the strongest enemy you've ever faced, and there were many people stronger than me in the world!" MF placed both of open-hands forward. "Follow me, the strongest villain you've ever faced! I'll nurture you to be the best hero there is in this god-forsaken world!"