“Extras, extras… … .”
Tarius, whose ego had collapsed, muttered like a parrot with his face down on the floor.
“As the only heir to the hunters, I was treated as an extra… … .”
At the height of his ego enlargement, he seemed to have completely collapsed because he had been violently denied.
“It’s not that your abilities are trivial. The reason for writing is insignificant.”
If I leave it alone, I will die here, throw it away, and see the future clearly, so I sigh and crouch down in front of Tarius again.
“What do you think would change significantly if you killed one person? Nothing changes. It was wrong to think that it was something great.”
Tarius, who kept muttering that he was an extra at my words, looked up at me with a startle.
“… … Have you ever killed anyone?”
“Would you say something like that without it?”
When I casually affirmed, Tarius’ eyes widened.
“The most important thing is motivation. not the act itself. know.”
I made eye contact with Tarius and said.
“… … Remember, I will.”
Tarius responded with honorifics, not the cheeky tone he had been used to.
“Now release me. It’s annoying to drag it around like that. I won’t do anything stupid.”
I got up and said. Soon after, Katyusha freed Tarius from his restraints, and Tarius politely brushed off his clothes and stood up.
Tarius had a face that was terribly hurt, but at the same time enlightened.
* * *
The fight between the prince and Eugene ended with the prince cutting Eugene’s sword in two.
“Uh, how did you do that?!”
“Is such a thing possible? No, rather than that, that posture… … !!”
At first, the professors, who were at a loss for what to do with the crown prince’s inability to use magic, jumped up from their seats in excitement. It seemed completely incomprehensible that such a thing could be done with a weapon that could not properly tear through skin.
‘It’s Amerin’s swordsmanship.’
Of course, I noticed right away. Before becoming a corps commander, the Amerians had fun cutting down on the front lines. Thanks to that, I saw a lot of their swordsmanship.
I glanced at Mustafa, an Amerin who was sitting quietly among the professors. He was staring at the screen with a satisfied expression. It was a look I had never seen before.
‘I’m annoyed.’
He sighed and turned his gaze to the screen. The prince and Eugene were having a conversation. However, because there was a roar just before, I removed the sound, so I couldn’t hear anything.
‘That guy just said he was a damn father.’
Of course, I could see what the two were talking about. In order to reach the position of corps commander, he learned the art of lip-reading right away.
I glared at the mouths of the two while they talked hummingly, wondering what the professors were talking about. It wasn’t very clear, so it was easy to miss if you weren’t paying attention.
‘It’s a big deal.’
An interesting word came out of the prince’s mouth.
What is the big business?
It may be that he wants to rise to a high position like me.
Otherwise, it might be something like a revolution that immature commoners would often delusion about.
‘He’s an interesting guy.’
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Eugene is from Saratov. It will most likely be the latter.
“… … hmm.”
It became fun. It was interesting. A lot of ideas popped into my head.
‘I decided.’
I closed my eyes and organized my ideas.
‘I’ll help you become a queen, Pawn.’
A strategy came to mind.
* * *
We headed to the place where Berwa Fromm was. Eugene and Tarius came together as guides, saying they would return together.
“I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but maybe the rules for those who drop out are too loose?”
“I sympathize. Well, there is no part that benefits from that, but there is.”
After walking for a while while chatting, we arrived in front of the largest building located in the center of the stadium. It was the building that I thought would be the most fierce fight even when I came to it in advance.
“You took this as your base and defended it well.”
“… … At first, I accepted it out of pity.”
Yujin said while looking at the building standing firmly.
“Oh, Eugene? Are you back?”
As if hearing that voice, Ver and From poked their heads out from the roof.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen you since the train. How are you?”
“Kek.”
And as soon as he saw me, Ver’s expression turned to dislike. Fromm is the usual smile.
“What happened?”
“lost.”
Eugene replied briefly. Ber was perplexed, thinking, “That’s what happened.”
“Rather than that, Fromm, there’s someone injured.”
“Are you injured? Everyone seems to be unscathed.”
At my words, Fromm tilted his head and asked.
“I am not here now. He is resting in another building.”
“… … Is that man seriously injured?”
Tarius asked anxiously.
“I wouldn’t say it was a minor injury, but the woman next to me is worse. It’s because of the magical power of self-destruction.”
“is it.”
“If it is not treated quickly, the aftereffects will remain. You’d better let Fromm see it.”
“… … .”
“I tell you in advance, don’t apologize. Hearing it just annoys me. Be bold at times like this.”
Tarius nodded silently. I looked up at Fromm again.
“So I’m not suggesting surrender. I want you to treat him and return.”
“surrender… … ?”
For some reason, the one who answered was Ber, who hadn’t even asked.
“Are you inviting me to surrender?”
Berg said in a low voice with his upper body bent down. And then, startled, he began to tremble and laugh uncontrollably.
“Kuh, kuh, kuh, kuh… … ! If you can take it, take it!”
Ber, who stood up, waved her arms like a play and shouted.
“… … .”
An intense silence lingered for several seconds.
“Did you go crazy because you were too nervous, Ver?”
“no! I’m perfectly normal! If you think that I will only suffer forever, you are mistaken!”
“Poorly. You have completely gone mad.”
“I’m not crazy! Isn’t Katyusha particularly harsh on me?!”
Ber was angry at Katyusha, who looked genuinely pitiful. Katyusha turned her head away and did not meet her eyes.
“I will convince you. I’ve seen it in books when it comes to calming down the other person.”
Dimitri walked toward the building as if he thought it was his turn. And at that moment——.
“Avoid!”
I pulled Dimitri. At the same time, a magic circle rises from the floor Dimitri stepped on.
aaagh!
“Uhhhhh?!”
It exploded creating a vertical column of fire. It had the power to become incapacitated in an instant if swept away.
“What, what?! What is it, what is it?!”
Dimitri, who could have been the victim, screamed in complete panic.
“Wah ha ha ha! This is my hidden power! Be afraid!”
“It’s a magic circle. Did you use this to endure until now?”
I expected it, but it was more firepower than I thought. The performance wasn’t bad before, but it wasn’t strong enough to end it in one shot like this. Did Verdo make his own preparations?
‘… … Although I feel a ‘familiar sense of incongruity’ somewhere. I’ll have to ask later.’
“Anyway from Verm, how are you?”
The flavored ber is really good. I asked Fromm’s opinion.
“Ugh. If there is a patient, I am concerned.”
Fromm tilted his head as if embarrassed.
“But to get my help, it must be important that you don’t become a patient first.”
And he laughed mischievously. And before you even ask what that means,
“Goo oh oh oh… … .”
From the inside of the building, a naked upper body man staggered out of the snow.
There was no magic stone hanging around his neck.
“Who are you?”
The man didn’t answer my question. Instead, he clenched his fists and charged like a wild boar.
“Quoooooooo!”
It was Eugene who blocked the attack of the man who was running.
“You bastard, what are you doing! Forced intervention by those who have been eliminated should be prohibited!”
Eugene shouted while holding the man’s fists with her palms. The man let out a sound like a beast’s cry and tightened his fists even more.
“Kuh, what kind of power… … !”
Eugene’s foot was pushed back little by little. The muscles in his arms twitched grotesquely, like a monster.
“Goo oh oh oh… … !”
“Eugene, go back! You don’t have to fight!”
I grabbed Eugene, who was still struggling, and sent him back to face the man. The man breathed heavily and looked at me. There was not even a hint of rationality in those eyes.
‘What the hell did you do, fromm guy?’
I have boost enabled. And I avoided the man’s attack, aiming for my face, with minimal movement.
‘I don’t think he’s conscious because he ignores the rules and doesn’t hesitate to attack even me, the crown prince.’
I dodged the man’s continuous attack. No intelligence or skill was felt there. It was just an instinctive attack.
‘Is this possible with the magic of healing?’
I had no idea what method was used. Even the original Fromm didn’t have this skill. I couldn’t even guess why this man was running amok.
‘You can’t attack hastily. Annoying!’
Avoiding the man’s attack, I continued to check the man’s condition.
How many times have you searched for a man like that? Found the cause of the runaway.
“… … !”
I found a very thin needle stuck in the back of the man’s head. It was a needle so thin that it would not have been discovered if it had not been for Limit.
“… … Suck!”
I swallowed my breath, ran back to avoid the attack, and pulled out the needle stuck in the back of the man’s head.
“Uh, uh, uh uh… … .”
At the same time as the needle was removed, the man’s voice slowly lost its strength. The bulging muscles also shrunk in an instant.
And before long, the man collapsed in the form of an ordinary student who would be anywhere.
“… … Did you control it with this needle?”
I asked Fromm on the rooftop, holding up the acupuncture needle between my fingers.
“yes. You’ve figured it out. It paralyzed reason and amplified aggression.”
Fromm said with an admiring smile. I let out a deep sigh.
“… … Bringing in outside items is supposed to be prohibited, but everyone shamelessly brings them. I feel like an idiot for not bringing anything.”
“sorry. Since it was my first appearance at the Colosseum, I prepared hard. It was small and easy to hide.”
I bent over and threw away the needle and glanced behind me. The colleagues in the back, except for Eugene, looked full of doubts saying they didn’t know what I had done.
“I didn’t know that such a thing would be possible. You have learned a very good skill.”
I praised Frome.
“Thank you for the compliment. It’s a skill learned from literature across the sea.”
“But isn’t it a bit harsh to use it for the students at the academy?”
When I spoke in an angry voice, Fromm was silent. Ber was watching him with an expression that he didn’t know what was going on next to him.
‘Did you not even know that he was a colleague?’
I was dumbfounded and laughed. Then he sighed and took the smile off his face.
“… … Fromm, Ver. Both of you are 100 pages of self-reflection.”
And with sincerity, he looked up at the rooftop and declared.