Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Caleb, despite the brewing tension, couldn't help but observe Amelia's appearance with a discerning eye. She stood before him, an epitome of both strength and beauty, clad in the Scout Regiment's signature uniform.

Her raven-black hair cascaded down to her shoulders, framing an elegant face with sharp, piercing eyes that seemed to harbor a perpetual coldness. The intensity of her gaze matched the disdain in her voice. A slender nose and defined cheekbones contributed to her somewhat sharp presence.

Amelia's attire, the standard Scout Regiment uniform, was tailored to perfection. The upper garment hugged her figure, emphasizing a lean yet muscular build. The Scout Corps emblem adorned her shoulder, a symbol of her affiliation with the elite unit along with the green cape on her back.

A pair of silver earrings adorned her ears, subtle yet adding a touch of sophistication. Caleb couldn't help but notice the fine details, each accessory contributing to the overall allure. Around her wrists, delicate bracelets gleamed, a subtle shimmer against the fabric of her sleeves.

His eyes, trained by countless battles, didn't miss the toned silhouette beneath the uniform. The bust, though not overly emphasized, hinted at strength and agility. The chest, ahem, they're not that bad. In fact, it was above average and was subtly defined. The waist, cinched by the uniform, accentuated the curve leading to well-defined hips.

Amelia's neck, swan-like in its elegance, held an air of regality. Despite the utilitarian nature of the Scout Regiment uniform, she managed to infuse a sense of grace into every movement. The white-tiled arena seemed like a stage, and Amelia, the poised performer ready to unleash her prowess.

The dichotomy between her harsh words and graceful appearance created a captivating paradox. Caleb, though focused on the impending duel, couldn't deny the aesthetic appeal of his opponent. As the officiator prepared to announce the beginning of the battle, Caleb braced himself for the clash, both physical and mental, against the 8th Seat Officer Amelia and put her in place.

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Caleb couldn't help but sigh. 'Somehow, why do I feel like most of the beauties I've met in my life have shitty personalities?'

The crowd on the platforms buzzed with anticipation, the murmur of conversations blending into a low hum. As Caleb and Amelia faced each other in the center of the white-tiled arena, bets were being placed, opinions were shared, and the atmosphere was charged with excitement.

"Did you see that kid's confidence? Challenging Amelia like that? He's either really brave or really foolish," remarked one spectator, eyeing Caleb skeptically.

"He's that Johan guy, right? The one who ascended to Tier 8 at such a young age. But Amelia? She's a beast on the battlefield. My money's on her," replied another, adjusting his position for a better view.

A group of Scouts huddled together, engaged in a heated debate.

A middle-aged man lied through his teeth. "I've seen Johan in action before. He's got skills, no doubt. But Amelia's a strategic genius. I'd say she's got this in the bag."

Nearby, a couple of seasoned Scouts shared their perspective. "Ah, Amelia's just too experienced. I don't think Johan stands a chance. Bet against him; easy money," suggested one, confidently.

The betting trend was evident. The majority favored Amelia, expressing doubt about Caleb's chances. "I heard he led teams in Operation: Reclaim Wall of Rose, but that's not the same as facing Amelia one-on-one. No way he wins this," stated a skeptical observer.

In another group, a more optimistic voice emerged. "Don't underestimate Johan. He's got that Tier 8 power, and I heard he's quite the strategist too. Might give Amelia a run for her money."

However, the general sentiment remained against Caleb. "Tier 8 or not, he's still just a kid challenging an experienced officer. This won't end well for him," a veteran Scout predicted, shaking his head.

The crowd's low hum hushed as the announcer stepped forward, his voice resonating across the arena. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the much-anticipated duel for the promotion of Johan to the esteemed rank of 8th Seat Officer! A pivotal moment in his destiny awaits. Win, and he ascends. Lose, and another year must pass before the challenge is renewed."

A dramatic pause hung in the air before the announcer continued, "Now, let me introduce the esteemed officer who stands as Johan's challenger. Known for her strategic brilliance and unparalleled combat prowess, she has carved her name into the annals of Destiny history. Give it up for the legendary Amelia!"

As the crowd erupted in applause, the spotlight turned to Amelia. She stood tall, radiating an aura of confidence and experience. Her sleek, midnight-blue uniform accentuated her formidable presence.

The announcer delved into her background, weaving a tale of her extraordinary life. "From a young age, Amelia displayed exceptional talent. At the tender age of 11, she demonstrated an uncanny ability to predict tactical outcomes, leaving seasoned veterans in awe. At 16, she single-handedly quelled a rebellion that threatened the city's stability, earning her the nickname 'Stormbringer.'"

"By the age of 21, she orchestrated a daring rescue mission, saving hostages from a criminal organization. The following year, Amelia's strategic brilliance was once again evident as she navigated through a political crisis, preventing a city-wide conflict."

"At 27, her crowning achievement was her contribution to averting a catastrophic bombing incident, showcasing not only her combat prowess but also her commitment to the safety of our great city."

The crowd murmured in awe at Amelia's illustrious history, her accomplishments garnering respect from both friend and foe alike.

Amelia nodded graciously in response to the applause, acknowledging the recognition of her achievements.

'Huh? This woman in front of me is actually that awesome?' Caleb scratched his cheek.

A breath-stealing pause filled the arena before the announcer continued, "Now, let me introduce the young contender, Johan! A survivor beyond the walls, his journey has been nothing short of remarkable. At the tender age of 18, he became a Prime Great Citizen due to his exploits."

As the crowd absorbed this introduction, the spotlight shifted to Johan, standing tall and determined. The announcer delved into his background and achievements. "Surviving the harsh realities beyond the walls, Johan's tenacity and capabilities led him to a position of leadership. He notably commanded three teams during a critical operation, successfully sealing the colossal breach in the Wall of Rose. An achievement that earned him the prestigious title of Prime Great Citizen at the age of 18."

The crowd erupted into applause, a mix of admiration and anticipation swirling in the air. Johan acknowledged the recognition with a nod.