8. Showdown (1)
“Hey, what does that mean?”
A bewildered voice was heard from behind the sausage factory.
It was a sparsely populated place, so there were garbage and junk piled up everywhere, but rats sporadically roamed around.
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Now there were two men. One was as rough as a back alley captain, and the other had blonde hair and a handsome appearance.It was the interim superintendent Tom and Joseph’s chief disciple Andrew.
“calm down.”
Andrew said in an attempt to calm Tom down. However, Tom didn’t seem to mind. He was very excited.
“How do you calm down?! Isn’t it a match? A test to become a formal disciple? Why am I doing that in the first place? This is my original seat!!”
Contrary to his ugly appearance, tears welled up in Tom’s eyes. That would be so embarrassing. Well, it might have been a natural reaction if I had to fight for the position of an official apprentice who had been appointed with a young boy who had only been in for about a week.
But Andrew’s reaction was cold.
“stop·····! Stop being weak. In the first place, it has already been decided. Above all else, the master has decided, so what will you do if you are upset?”
“Ha, but, could Andrew-sama say something?”
“You think I didn’t say anything? I said! Even with other senior disciples. It doesn’t make sense to give such a preference to someone who hasn’t been in for a week! But it was no use. The skill he showed last time was so overwhelming…”
Andrew mumbled, and Tom was even more desperate.
Tom was there too. Originally, it was a place to show off his abilities as the next official disciple, but it was funny that it became the stage of a guy who had only been in for a week.
I was still suspicious. How could that be? It’s not enough to extract such a huge amount of emotion, to create such a shape… It was like I was still dreaming. A very terrible dream.
said Tom crying.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry. You know how hard I worked to become an official disciple.”
At that moment, Andrew shoved Tom and drove him to the wall.
“Wake! Calm down! As I said, the game is already open! And this match is rather lucky for you. If someone with that kind of talent came out in the first place, you would have been pushed out!”
Tom’s expression grew even worse. I even did something to look good to Andrew, stole sausages from the factory, sold them in a back alley, and gave all the money to them.
However, there was nothing Tom could do. Because this was the world of the warlock. A world where strength and rank are everything. Andrew spoke again.
“Again, it was you who was pushed out in the first place. Fortunately, I persuaded the master along with the other senior students to win this match. So you should rather thank me.”
Tom didn’t say anything. The only thing I regret right now is Tom… When his shiver was broken, Andrew opened his mouth again, satisfied.
“·······. I understand what you are missing, but I think it is an opportunity.”
“A chance?”
“Yeah, chance. did you see it too That Oliver or something. How talented do you think you are?”
Tom pondered and answered.
“·······. I think it’s great.”
“Yeah, in the end, black magic is also a talent. If you’re going to step on it, it’s better to step on it now.”
“Are you stepping on it?”
“okay. If a guy with that kind of talent gets to be taught in earnest, without knowing me, you and everyone else will be pushed out. To the guy who just came in yesterday… Can you stand such a situation?”
Tom shook his head resolutely. Just because he was born on the street didn’t mean he had no pride or rank. No, I was from the street, so I was more obsessed with that.
“The owner is watching right now, so it’s hard to openly harass me. Then, we must formally and proudly trample on it.”
Tom understood the meaning and asked carefully.
“What does it mean to tread proudly?”
Andrew handed two small vials in his arms. A strange magic circle was drawn on the outside of a special glass bottle, and the black light inside was fluctuating dangerously.
“No matter how talented he is, the only things he can learn right now are the basic skills of Hat Bullet and Black Shield. So. Take a look at your spare time, let’s use this. Just open the lid and it will look like you used it.”
“What is this?”
“My special Ras Boom that can easily destroy the Black Shield made by beginners. In my opinion, I wanted to add stronger black magic, but that would lead to suspicion, so I compromised as much as possible.”
He gripped Tom’s bottle with an unexpected secret weapon.
“I said Oliver was a guy who lived in a mine, and he’s actually kind of dull, so he won’t be able to respond to sudden situations. Then, you pretend to be a mistake and kill him. Or at least crippled.”
Tom counted. If he used the black magic that Andrew gave him to surprise him when he was fighting against Oliver, he would surely be embarrassed by the tremendous firepower, and if he attacked again at that time, it would have been possible.
“Then you become an official disciple, and any troublemakers just disappear. Our peace will be preserved. If that happens, I will take responsibility for you in the future. Intermediate student… No, even a senior disciple.”
Tom’s eyes widened. Speaking of a high-ranking disciple, it is like a nobleman who is served by servants. He even got a high salary and was able to learn a family business. That was Tom’s goal and dream. Farewell to the bottom life…! Tom’s courage and motivation abruptly surged.
Watching Tom’s feelings, Andrew grinned. After all, humans were easy to deal with. the more stupid it is
Andrew spoke again.
“So you must defeat that Oliver. Then I will definitely look after you. OK?”
Tom nodded, clutching the bottle Andrew had handed him.
***
Last day from May to June.
Originally, this day was the day to appoint a new official disciple.
The nominee was Tom, and everyone but Tom should have been weeping.
However, a small incident occurred, and the day of appointing an official disciple suddenly turned into a match day.
The match between Tom and Oliver.
The prize of the match is the official disciple seat.
The position was barely created thanks to the death of an existing low-level disciple from food poisoning, but no one knew when another position would be created.
So, Tom’s expression was tense. Knowing how heavy the product is. On the other hand, Oliver, who played the opposite role, only had a blank expression as usual. It’s like you don’t know how great a privilege you are!
I went up to the stadium and looked around. There were about 30 temporary disciples, about 20 low-level disciples, about ten intermediate students, and five senior students.
The senior and intermediate pupils treated this match with Tom’s fate as mere entertainment and laughed out loud, but what was even more annoying was the eyes of the same temporary pupils.
Their eyes gleamed coldly with insidious anticipation. That is, the downfall of Tom.
Tom was furious. Fallen, but who falls? The only thing they know how to do is laugh at the misfortunes of others!
Tom thought so and fiddled with the two vials in his pocket. Andrew’s secret weapon.
If used properly, Oliver, who had been in for less than a week, could have finished it in an instant. No, maybe more than that.
On the contrary, I didn’t know if I would get more attention from the master and receive more instruction from him. If that is the case, not only the lower-level students, but also the intermediate and even higher-level students. I became a true warlock and was able to say goodbye to life at the bottom of my life forever.
Yes. The street alley leader, Tom, was to become a true warlock.
After thinking like that, Tom came up to the match with courage and motivation. Then came Oliver.
“Well, then, there is no need for useless rhetoric, right? Prove your worth with power. The match begins!”
With Joseph’s words, Tom extracted emotions from the test tube he was given and fired a Hat Bullet straight away.
Guess he learned the basics, Oliver made a small black shield and barely blocked the attack.
‘Also! No matter how talented you are, it’s hard to learn black magic in this short amount of time! You can win! You can win!’
Tom screamed inwardly, extracted emotions from the test tube again and fired a hat bullet.
Although it is the basic of the basics, it is an effective and powerful attack. Oliver couldn’t stand such an attack properly, so he was desperate to block it, let alone counterattack.
Tom did not miss the momentum and continued to fire the Hat Bullet. Bullets of hatred flooded in relentlessly, and Oliver spread a small black shield each time to block it.
A black bullet that cuts through the air, and a black curtain that blocks the bullet. As the offensive continued, a voice was heard in my head.
‘stop! I’ve already written a lot of emotions, so be careful!’
At that moment, Tom stopped. I heard Andrew’s voice in my head. To be precise, it was a kind of telepathy, just in case you didn’t know.
As Andrew advised, Tom paused the attack and looked at the emotions left in the test tube. Surprisingly, as Andrew said, there were only 1/3 of the emotions left in the test tube.
Hell, I attacked like that, so maybe it was natural. However, what was surprising was not Oliver’s condition.
Even with such an onslaught, he didn’t hurt a single hair. Far from being hurt, there was no movement on his face, and the emotions left in the test tube were similar to those of the first time.
At that moment, Tom realized. It wasn’t that he was in a hurry to stop it, it was just that he stopped it moderately. He was practicing moderately against himself.
Like a gangster playing pranks on a weak child.
At that moment, Tom felt a twisting rage. How do you despise yourself so much?
Tom pulled out a glass bottle that he had hidden in his pocket out of sight. and shouted
“Let’s see where we can stop this and be safe! Las Boom!”
He threw a black marble the size of a fist at Oliver. Oliver hurriedly opened the black shield as if surprised, but it was meaningless.
The moment the bomb of anger hit the Black Shield, an explosion engulfed a person, and the basement shook.
Those sitting near Oliver were caught up in the explosion and fell backwards, with screams and admiration pouring out from here and there.
“Did you just see it?! How can a worker get a las boom…!”
“How did you learn that?”
“You have to go to the intermediate level to learn, right?”
Tom raised an eyebrow.
He imprinted his existence on everyone. Obviously, the master would have no choice but to keep an eye on himself. under! ugly He said he had some talent, but in the end it was like this… huh?
Tom, who was delighted, paused. As the smoke gradually cleared, he saw Oliver standing there leisurely.
“Five·····. How did you do that?”
said the guy Far from being afraid, there was no sign of surprise. Rather, he was happy.
What the hell? Obviously this is Andrew’s own spell, but how could he do that?
thud-! thud-! thud-! His heart raced, and Tom felt a strange feeling. It’s a feeling you’ll never see.
‘Yeah, something must be wrong. How, how did the kid who just came in attack Andrew’s…’
Unable to notice his cognitive dissonance, Tom hurriedly pulled out the last remaining Rasboom. He opened the vial and threw it again at Oliver, who saw it and instantly fired a Hat Bullet, detonating a rath boom in mid-air.
Once again a roar rang out and swept the surroundings. However, the only difference is that this time Tom was also swept away, but he could not overcome the shock and fell backwards.
“uh? huh?”
Unlike himself, Tom made a stupid sound as he saw Oliver standing still with the black shield deployed.
What the hell is that? What the hell are you fighting with? A lot of questions and fears came up in my head.
Obviously, he must have been promoted to an official disciple today and had to eat a proper meal instead of bread and soup like fodder, and learn black magic instead of factory work… What the hell is this?
“it’s okay?”
said Oliver as he approached. All Tom can do is ‘Hey-!’ All I could do was scream and look around. please help me
But unlike the wind, there was no one to help, and all he could see were sneering eyes and cold eyes like contempt. These are the views I received while wandering the streets all my life.
anger arose. Anger at the world, anger at an obstacle that suddenly appeared.
Tom used this anger as a raw material to fight again, but at that moment he heard a demonic voice.
“Oh, I’m glad. You are fine.”
After saying that, the devil stretched out his hand. Then, naturally, he extracted Tom’s anger.
“········.”
Tom had no choice but to open his eyes, but Oliver immediately turned his attention to Tom and began to process the extracted anger.
“This is Lars Boom…”
Tom’s instinct shouted. tell me to run away However, the body did not move. What the hell is that?!
Oliver once again machined the Lars Boom. He compressed a bomb the size of a fist and put a hat bullet over it. He aimed at Tom in that state.
“·····. Aren’t you defending?”
With those words, Tom paradoxically prayed to God and deployed the Black Shield. Please, just this once, to help yourself, to save your life.
The moment I prayed like that, the devil said:
“Las Bullet.”
The bullets of anger that flew along with the chant flew in a straight line and pierced the Black Shield. The bullet pierced through Tom without any mercy, and exploded inside Tom’s body with him.
Bang—-!
With an explosion incomparable to Tom’s rasp boom, a red rain shower that could not fall in the basement fell.
At that moment, when everyone was speechless, someone spoke softly.
“victor. Oliver.”