Episode 52.
While spending a boring time at an inn, Messiah delivered me a letter.
“at las···.”
The schedule for the first game of the Colosseum has been set.
‘Drex?’
It was the first time I heard the name of the opponent.
It was undoubtedly a no-nonsense opponent.
“You mean tomorrow?”
My goal in participating in the Colosseum is one.
“I’ll have to play a game with Pastar.”
It is pasta that is firmly defending the champion position.
He would have had to win a lot to play against Pastar.
“If you tell Ephinia, that won’t be necessary either.”
The one I was impressed with was Pastar, a gladiator in the Colosseum.
I want to face him at the Colosseum.
“Considering Pastar’s age…”
For a sword master, he belongs to the young axis.
That’s why his skills would be inferior to Keron Sarkid, the swordsman of Roto Kingdom.
that is so.
“I have hope too.”
It is not that there was no growth after reaching the top level of Sword Expert.
After steady growth, he has reached the stage of top-notch maturity.
“Still, there must be a big gap with the sword master.”
I thought about using telekinesis to find loopholes, but I don’t intend to use it when I’m in the Colosseum.
It was because of the simple thought of wanting to compete only with the sword.
“I have to grow through sparring with many people.”
At the highest level, mere training does not help.
Rather, sparring is more helpful.
The Messiah came to me and spoke to me.
“Who are you fighting against?”
“It’s called Drex.”
“You mean Drex?”
I nodded.
When Messiah left the room and came back, he had a wad of paper in his hand.
“Drex was a knight belonging to the Empire. It mainly attacks quickly, and the level is assumed to be an intermediate sword expert.”
Messiah handed me a piece of paper written about Drex.
“Did you prepare this?”
I was deeply moved.
“I have prepared for maximum convenience by order of the princess.”
I didn’t know much about the Messiah, but there was no doubt that he was a competent person.
It was written perfectly about Drex.
“From appearance to personal information… It’s amazing.”
It was not information that could be obtained in a short time.
It was thought that all the papers brought by the Messiah were about gladiators.
“Do you have any information about me?”
“Yes, there is.”
Messiah handed me a piece of paper with my information written on it.
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From nob le mt l. co m
Name: Cassias [Hans Reike]
Age: 17
Physical Features: Black hair, 184cm tall
Personal Information: A black mercenary in Jordan’s Free City. The extinct Raike family is a descendant
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There wasn’t much that was written differently from the others.
“Why am I written only a little bit?”
Even compared to Drex, many things were empty.
“We conducted a concise investigation on the orders of the princess.”
“I see···.”
Perhaps it is because there is a risk that a deeper investigation will reveal that my identity is false.
“By the way, since the princess has locked Cassias-nim’s information, others won’t be able to dig up much information either.”
It’s a thank you day. In the Colosseum, you gain popularity simply by winning.
However, as my popularity increases, there will be a movement to investigate me.
‘For example, there may be cases where a noble of the empire does a background investigation to recruit me.’
With the information locked up by the princess, the nobility of the empire would give up on me.
“It’s tomorrow anyway…”
From nob le mt l. co m
No matter how intermediate you are, carelessness is prohibited.
Wasn’t there a time when I almost lost my life in a single carelessness?
“Shall I loosen up a bit?”
Fortunately, this inn was also equipped with a training ground because it was also an inn where knights often stayed.
“Messiah, I will warm up and come back.”
and left the room.
Feeling someone from behind, I turned around and saw Messiah standing there.
“Messiah?”
“I brought a wet towel and a dry towel.”
Also, the Messiah was competent.
***
The referee made a fuss and pointed at me.
“This is Cassias, judged to be the greatest divinity ever!”
I entered amidst the cheers of the Colosseum audience.
The referee pointed to a bald, stern man opposite me.
“A man who is misunderstood as a bandit, but was actually a knight. This is Drex!”
The referee’s words made me laugh involuntarily. The referee’s words were so perfect.
Drex’s expression crumpled, as if he thought I was laughing.
I lightly bowed my head and apologized.
“Now, let’s face each other.”
From the outside, it seemed that Drex would use swordsmanship focused on brute strength rather than swordsmanship focused on speed.
‘If it wasn’t for the Messiah’s investigation, I would have been mistaken.’
Both sides bowed and the referee stepped back.
And the match started.
“I will leave it up to you.”
“…”
Drex doesn’t respond to my words.
I pondered.
How can I do sparring with a champion as soon as possible?
It’s all about showing the spectators an impressive game.
‘That means.’
It means there is no need to hide your skills in the first place.
“be careful.”
I ran straight to Drex.
and swung the sword
As if expecting this, Drex struck back at my sword.
“It didn’t work.”
The moment my sword collided with Drex’s, Drex’s sword cut off.
My sword was pointed straight at Drex’s neck.
The moment I reached the neck, I stopped the sword.
“That’s it.”
The crowd in the Colosseum didn’t say anything. No, I couldn’t, but I guess you’re right.
Drex looked at me in vain.
I’m sorry Drex, but I want to fight the champion as soon as possible.
“…the match was won in an instant. The winner is Cassias!”
The referee, who had been absent-minded, hurriedly approached me and raised my arm to confirm my victory.
At the same time, the cheers of the audience echoed.
“Cassias!”
“Cassias!”
Everyone was calling me. It was the uplift I wanted.
The referee came to me.
“Please tell me about your victory.”
I pointed at a corner of the Colosseum with my sword. Pasta was there.
“I will go for the challenge soon.”
“Wow!”
At the same time, the cheers of the crowd grew even louder.
Pastard smiled faintly. And he answered me.
“Ten times. If you win ten times in a row, I will accept your challenge.”
“It is very easy.”
“There is not one or two guys like you. But… I don’t think it’s just a mouthful. Don’t expect it.”
After Pastar finished talking, he left somewhere.
A smile was built on its own.
‘Darling with the person I admired… that must be fun.’
I left the arena listening to the cheers of the crowd.
And he recalled today’s match at the inn.
It was thrilling.
“It’s so thrilling to show off my skills to others.”
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have done anything to hide my skills.
“No, no. It would be foolish to show all your skills.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
The Messiah next to him chimed in.
“Uh… the Messiah? When did you come in?”
Obviously, when I entered the room, the Messiah was not there.
“It’s been there ever since you were lying in bed and laughing.”
showed an embarrassing appearance. But Messiah didn’t seem to care much.
“I’ll give you a little knock.”
“I did it several times. However, there was no answer, so I decided it was an emergency and came in.”
“···hmm.”
Anyway, why did the Messiah come to me?
“But why did you come to my room?”
“The princess has come to visit.”
What about Epinia?
“okay?”
I immediately opened the door to the room.
However, the door did not open, but bumped into something on the way and was blocked.
“uh···?”
“Ouch… open the door gently.”
It was Epinia, whose face was covered with a cloth.
“Ephinia, why are you here?”
Ephinia caressing her forehead.
“I saw the game.”
Oh, you missed it.
So, you must have seen me challenge Pastard.
“If you want to sparr with Pastar, just tell me.”
“That’s not much… I wanted to play against Pastar as a champion in the arena of the Colosseum.”
Epinia nodded as if agreeing with my words.
“Well, if I wasn’t the princess, I’d also like to participate in the Colosseum as a gladiator.”
“Yes!”
Epinia is also a high-level swordsman.
I had no doubt that a prosecutor would understand.
“By the way… you really have become a lot stronger.”
“…”
The last time Epinia saw me was when I was in the intermediate level of Sword Expert.
I was the one who achieved high growth in a short period of time.
“Perhaps I’ll lose if we sparr now.”
“hahahaha···.”
Actually it was.
The gap between the top class and the top class was as large as the gap between the sword master and the top class.
Even if there are cases where an expert beginner beats an intermediate, it is very rare for an advanced expert to beat a superlative.
“So you came today because you challenged Pastard?”
“What is he? Are you saying don’t come if you don’t have business?”
“It’s not like that.”
Seeing Ephinia revealing her feelings without filtering out her lips, it was hard to believe that she had a high status.
“I just came because the imperial family was bored.”
“That’s… I guess.”
I felt it even before the regression. If you are the head of a country, you will not be bored because you have a lot of work.
But what if the head of the country has children?
Because of their high status, only those who are formal are around.
In addition, most of them will live locked up inside because it is dangerous.
“But until recently, Epinia went to the academy.”
Come to think of it, Ephinia lived outside unlike other royals and royalty.
“lets think. Why would anyone who has ever gambled want to gamble again?”
Is it because you have an addiction that you can’t break?
“It is hard to forget a pleasure once tasted.”
It doesn’t seem like a metaphor that a princess would use. You could say that’s the charm of Ephinia.
“is that so. So, you came here to play?”
“huh.”
Messiah, who was quietly listening to the story next to her, opened her mouth.
“Princess… you didn’t give up your work and came out secretly, right?”
Ephinia’s expression hardened at the same time as Messiah’s words.
“The princess…?”
“Ephinia…?”
“…”
Epinia smiles shyly.
“Suhar, no Cassias. I’ll go alone.”
“…”
It seems that the Messiah was right.
Seeing the Messiah sigh, it must have been a day or two.
‘if···?’
I wondered if the reason Epinia sent me the Messiah was because the Messiah was too competent.
It seems that Messiah did not give me a chance to rest because of his ability, so he sent it as if he was passing it on to me.
I guess that’s probably the correct answer.
“Then, proceed carefully.”
“Okay, see you next time.”
Messiah said with an expressionless expression.
“I will pass this on to Amis-sama.”
“It’s not as good as Armis… Messiah, please don’t tell me.”
I don’t know who it was, but it seemed like a person who assisted Ephinia in Messiah’s superior.
“There is no point in saying that. I will deliver it to Amice.”
Ephinia quietly left the inn with her shoulders drooping.
Unable to hold back my curiosity, I asked the Messiah.
“Who is Amis, that princess is so downhearted?”
“…”
Messiah, who had never shown an expression before, smiled.
That smile was like a cold ice field.
“Uh… yes.”
I stopped talking quietly.