Episode 110
Allen looked at his opponent’s face.
It was a name I had thought of dozens or hundreds of times and a face I had seen in my dreams.
Julius must have taken off his pretty young tee now, and the chubby boy he had seen returning was gone.
A solid body, Reinhardt’s signature blue hair, and even the apparent momentum.
Who would have seen that figure as a person who was called a fool until a few months ago?
You will see me as a completely different person.
“Brother, how long have you been fighting like this?”
“okay. Last thing I did… Were you in the mansion?”
“Yeah, then I lost.”
Allen and Julius had a friendly conversation. In the eyes of others, they looked like ideal brothers.
Julius exploded a powerful thunderbolt from the engraving of the god of thunder and spoke in a confident voice.
“This time I will win.”
Allen didn’t feel threatened by Julius’ confident appearance.
The current Julius was pitiful to Allen, who had been in a confrontation with the Beast King for dozens of days, and also received the momentum of the queen in the shadows.
“Yeah, I’d like to try it if I can.”
Allen had no intention of using magic.
definitely with a sword.
without doing anything.
‘But it shouldn’t be enough to show a gap that can’t be matched.’
An overwhelming appearance and the ability to aim for victory.
in between.
I was thinking of trying it out.
Julius’s posture lowered. If he got close to him, he spit out a lightning bolt that would shock him.
A lightning sphere formed from his body and flew towards Allen.
Allen twisted his body without even paying attention to the lightning bolt. Behind the thunderbolt that drew attention loudly, a black seal came out.
He headed to the floor without even rubbing Black Allen’s shoulder.
As if even the attack was deceiving, Julius cried out with a thunderbolt spear in his other hand.
Kurureung-
[Class A characteristics? Astrafe (αστραπ?)]
Joy flashed across Julius’ face, and the conviction that he had no choice but to be struck was engraved. Obviously, that attack would have to be dealt with if he hadn’t faced Julius.
But, himself.
‘Do I need to watch more?’
The spear of the thunder god flew through the air and stabbed Allen. Just before the lightning spear touched Allen, Allen disappeared from Julius’s field of vision.
Julius’s body barely crossed the border of the arena.
‘Did you stop it?’
It was surprising. Just before the sword touched, Julius succeeded in inserting the Stormbringer in the direction Allen fired the sword strike.
I didn’t really want to kill him anyway, so I won’t get hurt because I hit him with a sword. Allen thought about it and walked slowly.
“Brother, what just happened… .”
His face hardened with astonishment.
Do you think you’re cracked by the thought that you’ll be able to deal with it easily? Allen easily predicted what Julius was thinking.
‘Where did you get this power, look for the contents of the original, etc., wouldn’t it be something like this?’
Allen, who had watched Julius’s accidental manifestation process dozens of times with the black book, could easily predict. So I put hopeful content in my mouth.
“It’s a new skill I learned from the Beast King. How are you, are you surprised?”
Julius was relieved at the thought that Allen’s attack was a special skill, not a ‘always’ power.
‘Well then.’
Allen grabbed Bestla and slowed it down as if it was usually only this speed.
“ha ha ha… I was very surprised. You have already learned that much.”
“I don’t know if I had the talent of a warrior unexpectedly.”
Julius calmed down at Allen’s clever reply. The opponent is not an opponent that can never be defeated, but a ‘one shot’ opponent that is a threat.
“Then I will go back.”
The tip of Julius’s sword pierced Allen. Allen wanted to twist away and lay her down. A net of lightning passed through Allen’s collar over her upside-down body, her lying-down body.
I wondered if Julius’s new model would be stretched out, and it gleamed with blue light.
Julius enters. As if considering a long-term battle with speed, he accelerated his movement to another place in the blink of an eye.
If it was Allen, who had only ‘one shot’, it would have been difficult for Julius, who couldn’t keep up with the speed.
But it wasn’t without a way.
Julius took a moment to step back, and Allen turned his arms along with his upper body. The centrifugal force ‘one shot’ hit the floor of the stadium.
In the midst of the rising dust clouds, stone dust, and various signs mixed together, Allen swung his sword.
The goal is of course.
“… where suddenly… .”
It was the sword of Julius.
Julius was pushed back and rolled on the floor several laps. He’ll think he’s lucky enough to block the attack this time too.
“Julius, are you okay? Have I been too harsh?”
Julius clenched his teeth at Allen’s worried tone.
“it’s okay. Your skills have improved more than last time.”
“Isn’t it all thanks to the Beast King?”
Julius thought that Allen’s talent was the reason that Allen’s skill improved by seeing him like that.
He has a black talent, so he will be able to become this strong by training in the eyes of the Eight Rivers.
‘But it’s not without gaps.’
It seems that Allen didn’t know, but Julius saw that Allen’s posture was a bit sloppy, except for one shot.
I haven’t used the sword for a long time, so it’s probably coming out.
‘If you aim for that… .’
can win
A lightning bolt was wrapped around Julius’ body, and the maximum output was emitted. His feet are gone. At a speed comparable to lightning, before his sword reached Allen, Allen’s ‘one shot’ touched Julius’s sword like a ghost.
his body was pushed
This time, Allen began to rush at Julius.
The match, which seemed to be equal in the beginning, became clear enough as time went on who the winner was.
Allen’s sword is swung. Julius ‘closely’ blocked the trajectory of the sword.
He backs away again, squeezing his strength and stabbing Allen’s hole. Allen deliberately put out his arm in the gap. stinging pain.
Seeing that as an opportunity, Julius attacked again.
Allen’s feet retreated to the side, and the sword sadly passed by his side. Allen’s ‘one shot’ fell again towards Julius.
Julius’s body, which had been holding on like a relentless one, flew away.
His condition was not as good as it looked. There were no direct injuries because he blocked each attack with his sword, but his complexion turned pale as he kept squeezing the weight and magical powers that increased on his wrists.
The wrist that had been blocked several times had visibly swollen, so it was impossible to guess the extent of the hidden injury.
In addition, Julius had no choice but to waste his mental energy while being wary of Allen’s technique.
‘The art of shadows and the art of light.’
Obviously, I knew it because I saw Allen using it during the ruins training.
Currently, Allen has sealed those two skills for some reason, but he had to be prepared as he didn’t know when the attack would come again.
That didn’t mean Allen’s situation was good.
Allen’s body, seen from the ‘outside’, was full of black nuisance, and some of his blue hair stood out, making it look ridiculous.
Even unlike Julius, parts of his clothes were torn in several places, and he looked much more dangerous.
However, the actual damage Allen suffered was only a few strands of hair.
Until now, he had only forced Julius to do damage unilaterally.
‘Now is the time to end it slowly… .’
Allen was still thinking.
What should I do? Will it win, lose, or make it a draw?
Either way had its pros and cons.
If you win, you will have a record of victory and will be able to withstand even if you ruin your grades in your sophomore year.
If he loses, his brotherhood with Julius will be further enhanced, and he may be able to instill a misjudgment of his own strength.
The draw was meant to be chosen by both being over-the-counter, when either side was ambiguous.
“Julius, how about ending it slowly now? The time limit is short.”
“Ah, I see… .”
I looked around the stadium for a moment and there was less than a minute left.
Julius summoned the gigantic artificial spirit he had seen before, as if he was going to make a difference. This time, a huge hammer of lightning appeared in an instant, as if he had become quite accustomed to the controls.
Victory, defeat, draw.
Allen closed his eyes and opened them again.
“Yeah, if you’re going to do it, you have to show it clearly.”
A hammer of lightning flew right in front of him, Allen exhaled lightly and drew his sword. In an instant, the entire magic of the core escaped into the sword, and a huge sun of light flew away.
And Allen dug in between them.
The stronger the light, the darker the shadows.
Allen’s body was engulfed in the shadows and once again ‘one shot’ was thrown at Julius’s sword.
Julius’ sword soars upward. Allen’s eyes sharpened for a moment, and her sword fell.
Just before Bestla could dig into his neck at any moment—
beep—-
The humming sound spread.
The tip of Allen’s sword stopped with just one inch left of Julius’s neck.
“… older brother.”
Allen smiled at Julius, who had a blank expression on his face, as if he had succeeded in a prank.
“If you do more than this, it won’t be a joke.”
This was it.
Allen meditated for a few days and accepted the words of the Beast King in his own way.
‘If you respond according to the situation, you will only be swayed in the end.’
Just as Allen kept changing the standards by looking at the victims and seeing others, in the end, Allen, without his own standards, would just repeat the same thing.
So, that was it.
The end of the line he made.
A line that can kill the crew and bring the mace down to Julius, who made victims like Noah.
Conversely, it also meant that he accepted both his and her standards, which had been contradictory until now.
People can’t be perfect.
Allen was not an iron man, nor was he a hero.
So it will never happen again.
Now you have your own line.
Julius left the arena with a blank expression on his face.
When I woke up, I was outside the academy.
I felt weird.
Something is stuck in my chest, but I don’t know what it is. But it was strange because the collective emotions were not good at all.
It procrastinates like a cloud, doesn’t pierce the chest, but it feels like it sucks life.
‘anger? no. That’s right, if you ask me… .’
complex.
He was possessed by a novel.
Allen beat himself up on an extra topic, nothing like that.
He didn’t even pick a skill through a quest like he did, and he didn’t develop his skills through Giyeon.
A special talent that can change the color of your talents and a talent that can be seen in the eight rivers.
Yes, the reason Julius wandered around without a sense of reality was not a big deal.
I just couldn’t believe it because I was defeated by someone I never thought I would get tired of.
When Julius realized that, a small thing burned in his chest.
‘Obviously he will receive the seat of the heir.’
Can’t I really be the heir?
He remembered what Natasha had been saying with a serious face just a few hours ago.
‘Yeah, I said that I purposely hid that I was a fool.’
to survive from his brother. Losing memory, pretending to be an asshole.
-Is it really impossible?
Even without anyone asking Julius, his desire for the place of the headmaster began to writhe.
It was a small spark that was still hard to recognize, but… .
It was such a flame that could burn if firewood was added at any time.
At that moment when Julius was slowly becoming aware of his own feelings, he saw a familiar face on the street.
“Sera!”
The one who jumped ahead of him was Sera, a senior in her second year. As he gave her, she realized that her title was reversed, but neither of them cared.
“Are you still being bullied? it’s okay?”
“yes… . Fortunately it’s fine. that… All three of them made extreme choices because they couldn’t stand expulsion.”
When she made a scary face, Julius comforted her by remembering her school life.
“Okay. It’s not your fault, those bastards.”
“still… I don’t think it was because of me… .”
Julius’ rainbow magic eyes twinkled, confirming her talent.
Yellow mixed with a little orange.
If it is orange, it is at a level that will follow the itinerary, and if it is yellow, it is difficult to follow the itinerary.
But the reason I helped her was that seeing her being bullied brought back old thoughts.
Therefore, whenever Julius saw her, he felt the same sympathy, anger, and pity.
In fact, that was the reason for helping, even though it was at a level that could not be followed along the journey.
‘Talent is… You can eat something similar to what Reina ate last time.’
Even if not, if you broaden your knowledge to a strong person at a high level, your potential may explode and your talents may rise.
“Then, we met by chance. Would you like to have lunch with us?”
“Well… , okay. Come with me.”
Julius felt that the negative emotions surrounding him had faded.
The festival began in earnest.