205. invitations (3)
“Whoa… … .”
Lightly stretch your shoulder muscles and take a deep breath.
Gilliot beckoned me to come closer.
“Come on, let’s face each other and say hello.”
“thank you for your effort.”
The match was won. The first leg of the preliminary round ended abruptly.
The opponent couldn’t stand a single sum and fell out. My skills were on an upward curve.
Even the guy I was stuck with was a cadet who belonged to the lower ranks of the 3rd year, so he was not suitable for warming up.
“Aren!”
The second leg of the preliminary round begins after lunch break.
To prepare for him, I stretched out one leg and stretched the inner thigh this time to warm up beforehand, when Siana waved her hand and approached me.
“ah. Siana.”
Shiana smiled broadly and patted me on the shoulder saying good work.
“Thank you. For cheering me on.”
“yes. no no no It’s Aren’s business. What do you have to be thankful for? Hey.”
After saying that, before I could say anything, Shiana slipped her hand between my arms. He even clung to me.
‘Well?’
I suddenly looked at Siana, wondering why she was doing this again, but her eyes weren’t looking at me.
Eyes that seem to be very wary. A hand gripping my arm.
I followed where Cyana was staring, and there was Cain approaching this way.
Cain came out and looked at Cyana with cold eyes. It is a cold gaze that sends chills down the spine.
I closed my eyes.
‘It’s like this again.’
Siana and Cain fight as long as they stick together.
It didn’t seem like that for a while, but after the 4th act, it seemed like they didn’t get along again.
Even if I wanted to intervene, there were many times when I was really embarrassed because I kept my mouth shut and only said what they had to say.
Still, it was fortunate that it wasn’t a big fight every time, it was just a cute fight.
“Siana.”
What was unexpected was the fact that the person Cain had business with was not me, but Siana.
“Yes… … ?”
At Cain’s call, Cyana’s eyes doubled in size. A shadow fell on Siana’s face.
“Where are you running? siana? You have something to talk to me about.”
Shiana looked up at me with a disgusted face.
It seems to be calling for help… … . What do you mean by this?
“It’s cold!”
The moment Sianna cried out, Cain pulled Sianna by the sleeve and dragged her away.
Cain opened his eyes and looked at Cyana. It was like lasers were coming out of his eyes. Cain waited silently for Siana’s answer.
“… … Got it.”
Cyana raised the white flag. I let go of the little hand that was holding onto my arm and stubbornly resisting.
“Aren… … See you later.”
“Uh, yes.”
Siana clung to Cain like a downtrodden puppy. He had strangely sad eyes. I thought it was both pathetic and cute.
Don’t worry.
Why would Cain even punch?
“ah. and.”
Cain, who was just turning around, suddenly stopped and said.
“Persevere in the selection process. Be sure to win.”
Cain grinned. One arm held the sleeve of Siana’s dress.
“Championship? Cain, are you not leaving?”
A question mark floats above your head.
If it were Cain, there was no way he would be left out of the preliminary round. By the way, do you want me to win? Something feels wrong.
“Siana and I received a special invitation. Let’s meet at the castle together.”
what is this again
Are you both going to the castle?
A status window popped up with a question.
[Story damage rate 79%]
Something, something is happening… … .
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“Hing.”
Cyana was captured by Cain and taken to a remote place.
He resisted fiercely, but the power of Cain’s grasp was no joke.
Above all, this time, Siana was 100% right, so she couldn’t resist any more.
“Good job… … .”
To keep Cyana from babbling and rebelling further, Cain stuffed a healthy mandragora concentrate candy into Cyanna’s mouth.
Thanks to this, Siana’s tongue tingled with the bitter taste of shocking fear, and she couldn’t even pronounce it properly.
“Siana.”
Cain, who finally reached a small restored corner of the park, sat Siana on a bench and said,
“You’re not going to run away this time, are you?”
“yes… … .”
Since both of them were going to the capital, there was a proposal to reorganize the rules when meeting Aren.
When she was certain of complete victory, Shiana, who lost her mentality when she saw the golden invitation sent by Cain, ended up doing nothing.
Siana’s sudden behavior outside of the established ‘fairness’ was definitely a good prey to be caught.
Siana should have been serious about this rule revision.
“Should I pay for my sins?”
“Black… … .”
Cain accepted Siana’s promise with a vicious smile. Shiana nodded her head with a sorrowful heart.
“Okay… … At the first dinner, Cain sits next to Aren.”
* * *
“Well. It is very difficult.”
The home base of the newly refurbished Demon Army Blackfire forces.
In one of the deep, deep demon caves, the three executives of the Black Fire faction were wrapping their heads that did not work well.
In this room filled with Bartolomeu’s taste, the three demons gathered and held a meeting.
The agenda was ‘About the argon treatment’.
“Did your lord really say that?”
“Is that so? tell me how many times Krakchar you idiot.”
Devlani grumbled in a somewhat cheeky manner with her legs resting on the obsidian table.
It was the opposite of how he treated Blackfire.
However, no one here pointed out the other side of Devlani.
Because this is what the ‘original’ Devlani looked like.
Devlani was a demon who was not cheap, was filthy selfish, disregarded others’ words, and was selfish. Of course, that’s how he treats the same demons.
Aren would never show that appearance.
Everyone else didn’t care and continued the conversation as if they were used to seeing her like that.
“Let that half-crawl like a dog… … .”
Bartolomeu tapped the table with a very serious face. The worry deepened and even wrinkled his forehead.
“What are you thinking?”
A question that popped up after thinking about it for a while.
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Krakchar and Devlani simultaneously raised their heads and focused on his words. The atmosphere got pretty grim.
“Is it really necessary to keep a guy who deserves to be killed alive?”
Bartolomeu narrowed his brows.
I don’t know anything else, but I had no choice but to live with Argon, who could be thoroughly classified as an ‘enemy’.
“For the first time in my life, Bartolomeu, I agree with you.”
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Krakchar, who lived quietly, finally opened his mouth.
It was Argon who killed Bahanuntu, who was his close friend.
Even though it was an order from Blackfire, a great demon, I didn’t want to save him and use him as a toy.
Mocking and harassing the target is something that must be moderately hated.
Hatred beyond the limit makes you hate even breathing the same air in one space. In that sense, Krakchar had no courage to let Argon live if he saw it.
“I will twist my neck the moment I see Argon.”
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Kraktsar was sincere. His eyes were bloodshot. Blood vessels burst with anger alone.
“Okay. It’s not that I don’t understand.”
It was Devlani who got stuck in the middle. Her basic tone was no different from that of other demons.
Cooperation with other powers is basically not even considered. However, because the new monarch commanded it, Devlani only obeyed.
“I do not know.”
Bartolomeu was dissatisfied, but he couldn’t bear to disobey Aren’s words. If it’s black, it’s black.
“You guys know what to do. I am not responsible for the later work. I want it removed.”
I know very well that Blackfire has a broad mind and a somewhat docile appearance, unlike other great demons.
But disobeying his orders is another matter. Bartolomeu, who had lived a long and thin life for a long time, had no intention of risking anything dangerous.
“Krakchar. It’s not that I don’t understand your feelings, but get out of here this time. I’ll take care of it.”
Devlani made the most rational decision.
It’s too unsettling to take Krakchar in that state. It was not a problem that could be solved simply by ending the revenge against Argon.
It was also related to the ‘governing tooth’ that Aren said from the beginning.
There was an order to refrain from recklessly taking revenge or killing the same demons.
If Kraktsar kills Argon at will, he is violating his will.
At that time, there was really no way to handle Aren’s anger.
It’s the most frightening thing when someone who doesn’t normally get angry gets angry.
Devlani was still afraid of Aren, who did not know her true intentions.
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Kraktsar pounded his chest in frustration. He frantically uttered curse words at Argon.
thud-!
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Kraktsar finally hit the wall. One side of the wall covered with sapphire collapsed.
“Hey Mr.! How expensive is that!”
Bartholomeu came running in contemplation. I wanted to say one more thing, but I swallowed my curse when I saw Krakchar’s stern face.
This was no time for jokes.
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Kraktsar was genuinely angry. There is nothing to see in his eyes. It’s time to watch your mouth.
“Krakchar. Ugh. Calm down.”
Devlani stopped him with a sigh of exhaustion.
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Krakchar’s shoulders shook once. It seems like he let out a big sigh.
“I am going too.”
“What?”
Devlani frowned. He was annoyed at the fact that he hadn’t heard anything about him until now.
“At least, let me hit it with my hand. I won’t crash.”
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Kraktsar clenched his fists. The unprepared fingernails dug into the skin, and blood dripped.
“You believe that?”
Devlani pointed to his fist, which was bleeding with the tail of a heart.
“Now, bear with me. Trust me.”
“… … I do not know.”
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Krakchar must have been patient and conceded as much as possible.
Devlani eventually surrendered. I thought, ‘Is there something special?’
“instead. If you have an accident, then I will kill you. Did you understand?”
“… … i get it.”
“… … Also. for now.”
“The most important thing is to kidnap Argon.”
finally made a decision
First, let’s catch the hidden Argon. before giving it more time to recover its strength.
* * *
Wheein!
The iron strings made a nerve-wracking sound. It was the sound made by attaching a steel thread to an arrow and shooting it.
The arrowhead was surrounded by elaborate auras.
If I’m not careful, that little arrowhead will rip my flesh. I stayed focused until the end and avoided my face.
The arrow barely passed through my cheek.
Pak!
The arrow that passed through the cheek made a dull sound and crashed into a tree.
“Sheesh!”
Hoya, the ‘Goddess’, tried to pull out the arrow stuck in the tree with force. However, because it was an attack surrounding the aura, it was deeply embedded in the tree and did not come off easily.
The arrow he shot was a tracking arrow made by his exclusive practical cadet. It was a terrifying weapon that once set a target, it would break the angle and fly away without fail.
But the opponent was bad. I didn’t take it lightly enough to be treated like that.
“Why, why don’t you fall like this… … !”
He did not miss the moment when Hoya struggled in embarrassment.
Wedges, Wedges!
I quickly wrapped the steel thread around my arm. Each time he wrapped the chain around his arm, he got closer to Hoya one step at a time. Hoya somehow managed to stand on his own two feet, but his body dragged him as if he was falling into an ant hell.
Now Hoya has to make a choice.
Should I give up the steel thread arrow or overcome the crisis by using a different method?
‘Smile?’
It was clearly a moment of crisis, but he was smiling confidently.
Chow! charrr!
When the distance was close enough, the guy chose the third option.
ping-!
A steel thread that suddenly becomes taut.
Hoya didn’t give up or attack the arrow, but instead held on to the steel thread with both hands. Even the arrows were left on the floor.
The archer gave up the ‘bow’.
“Oh oh!”
The admiration of the cadets watching the match continued. It’s like I’m anticipating how Hoya will fight back against me.
“I won. Aren.”
After Hoya said that, he quickly raised his mana.
Dismissed!
Sparks bouncing from his grasp.
Hoya used her magic as if waiting for me to wrap the steel thread around her arm.
By the third year, it was not enough to simply handle weapons and raise body specs.
Like Hoya, the frequency of using newly learned magic in battle or using magic tools to fight increases.
Just like Hoya, who uses wind magic, uses ‘electricity’ magic as a trump card.
Chi Chi Chit.
Menacing sparks flew through the steel threads.
I wasn’t upset.
Just concentrate and read the flow of electricity with your eyes.
It is a predictable development. He was familiar with all the magical tools, weapons, and magic used by Hoya, who had just entered the third year.
Just as he had intended to electrify his arrows of steel thread from the start, I was also reading his moves.
‘Cut the steel thread.’
It is a steel thread made by thinly weaving a special mineral in preparation for such an occasion.
It required incredible skill and speed to cut it.
――!
Fortunately, I was a prosecutor who had both.
The action was carried out without a single error.
Shock!
Tuk, keying… … .
The languidly severed steel thread snapped with a languorous sound.
“Uh… … ?”
Hoya’s round eyes opened even wider. I would have thought it was a special move, but it was destroyed so easily that such a reaction was natural.
“Um, that thread breaks that easily? Fonte failed too!?”
While Hoya muttered something, my fist, wrapped in several layers of steel thread, landed in front of his stomach.
――!
“Heuk!”
Hoya flew away with a deathbed.
From the second game, he met a formidable opponent called Hoya, but passed everyone’s expectations and passed lightly.
By the 3rd year, most of the fighting worlds are only named ranks. The weapons, characteristics, and battle patterns of the remaining guys were all in the palm of my hand.
There was nothing difficult about it.
“aaagh! i lost!!! lost!!! I was sure to win! It’s all won!!! hey where are you going Float again!”
I left behind Hoya, who was talking nonsense, and escaped from the arena, but I guess that wasn’t the case with the others.
-Did you just see it?
-no. did you see
-I didn’t even see it. How did you do it?
-I didn’t even see what happened in the first place.
―What, the electricity flashed and Hoya flew away?
Was it too overwhelming?
If this were the case, I would be very interested in it again.
In any case, not hiding one’s skills is not a tiring task. It was a very painful moment that I was not an official.
“Aren.”
“Yes.”
As I approached Giliot to hear my next opponent, he called my name as if he had been waiting.
I wondered what he was going to say and waited for his words.
“… … thing. Beat the kids.”
The words that were a little out of energy came back.
Gilliot looked really fed up with me. Nonetheless, he begged for it.
“You are, um, so out of balance.”
“Yes?”
He turned to the other instructor. They were all paying attention to me too. It seems that something has been said.
“It’s already not at the level of a third-year cadet. you.”
Since I decided not to hide my skills, it was expected to hear something like this.
Swordsmanship skills are the same, but since he knows everything about the cadets here, the difference in skill cannot but seem even bigger.
“Is that a compliment?”
That’s it. I don’t know why it’s taking so long.
“It’s a compliment. It’s a compliment… … ”
“Is that so?”
“It looks like some action is needed.”
I made an impression.
No, but now you mean giving a handicap just because you fight well?
Even if I am Amman lucky 1. This was absurdity intolerable.
“Instructor. Anyway, this is a bit.”
“You are the pass before the qualifier.”
“… … ?”
The words that came out of Gilliot’s mouth made me feel ashamed.
“Yes?”
“It was a decision made in consultation with the instructors. You will treat it as a bye. Fight from the fourth round.”
“uh… … why?”
It’s embarrassing that I got angry because of the sense of victimization because I suffered a lot, but I wanted to know the reason.
It is also true that it would be too embarrassing if I did not stay here.
“Because the other cadets were so frustrated. The class was disrupted. All the people who came to scout only asked about you. This will make us very difficult.”
“Well.”
From the third year onwards, all cadets plan their futures. It is a kind of job preparation season.
But if only I was shining, other cadets would naturally be buried. Unintentionally, it was like blocking the path of other friends.
If that’s the reason, I’ll admit it.
Above all, he said he would make me feel comfortable, but there was no reason to refuse.
“All right.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
two days later.
The final between me and Ackerman was concluded.