73 – Twisted story

ㅡKoo-goo-gugu-gu!!!

Mana that makes a loud noise and flashes light as if a golden bird would explode.

“ah…..”

“Hey, wait!! danger….!!”

Maharet, who spat out a small sigh in front of him, and the host, who uttered a puzzled voice.

it all comes into view

Before you are fully aware of the situation, your body moves first.

“Blink×10”

He licks his closed lips and recites an incantation.

After that, several blue spears floated before my eyes.

ㅡTitling!

[Use the skill ‘Blink’ 10 times.]

[All available counts for the skill ‘Blink’ have been consumed!]

[Remaining number of uses (0/20)]

My vision flickers and flickers, and the next moment I am standing in front of Maharet.

Perhaps reacting to the explosion, she closed her eyes tightly.

Silver hair flutters due to the wave of mana.

Act fast.

With my left hand, I grabbed the staggering Maharet and pulled it into my arms.

With his right hand, he grips the sword of sorrow tied to his waist.

A sword of sorrow that trembles as soon as you grip the handle.

Suppressing that trembling, he murmured quietly.

“Lamentation, tear it apart.”

-Mana Dispel-

ㅡTitling!

[‘Sword of Lament”s unique skill #2, ‘Mana Dispel’ is activated.]

I command Grief, and Grief responds.

ㅡKiii Iik!!!!!!

Grief uttered a loud scream and tore the mana in front of his eyes.

The mana, which seemed ready to explode at any moment, quickly turned into crumbs and scattered.

“ha……”

Looking at the remnants of mana melting in the air, let’s breathe a small sigh of relief.

A small moan comes from your chest.

“Uh, uh…?”

Looking down, I see Maharet looking up at me with a dumbfounded expression.

My eyes meet the small trembling red eyes.

I look at that red eye and ask with a light smile.

“Are you okay?”

“Eh…?”

Maharet squeaked and blinked her eyes, as if she hadn’t accepted the change in circumstances yet.

He pulls her, who keeps stumbling away from her balance, into his arms and fixes her.

Wait for her to come to her senses in that state for a while.

“This, how did this happen… Boo, it must have been a magic explosion…”

Soon after, Maharet stuttered his mouth.

The trembling eyes contain bewilderment and doubt.

That bewilderment and doubts turn to me.

“No way… Raiden? Did you save me…?”

“Then, who else is here besides me?”

He gives a simple answer to her question with a blank expression.

Maharet seems to have a somewhat complicated expression.

“…Your cheek is hurt.”

“A wound…? Oh, really.”

When I brushed my cheek once at Maharet’s words, a thin stream of blood came out.

It kind of stings…

Apparently, while using Dispel, it seemed to have been brushed by a fragment of magical power.

“In the world, why… even while getting hurt… me…”

As I was wiping the blood off my cheek, she asked.

I answer the question as if it were natural.

“Do you need a reason to save someone?”

“……”

At my answer, Maharet put on a more difficult expression.

She opened and closed her mouth for a moment, then finally shut it.

It was a time when there was silence for a while.

《Ah~! A Raiden student who ran wonderfully during a crisis and saved Maharet!!

《Completely organizes the situation that could have led to a major accident!!》

ㅡWaaa!!!

Cheers from the audience reverberated throughout the gymnasium.

Following that, the coy voice of the presenter is heard.

《Hehe~ The two of you, the picture is very nice, right?》

“…..?”

“…..ah.”

Maharet and I, who were tilting our heads at the host’s words,

I realized belatedly that we were still standing in the shape of hugging each other.

“…!”

Maharet, who came to his senses, trembled and left my arms.

The red eyes were quivering.

She looked around for a moment, then her face turned red and her head bowed.

In response, the host continued the process with a giggle as if it was fun.

《Come on then! It seems that the winner has been decided, right?”

《The winner of this fourth match is right! I am a Raiden student!!》

Applause and cheers erupt from the audience.

Perhaps it was because the game was played quite spectacularly, the reaction was no joke.

ㅡIt was a hot game!! The best I’ve seen in this ranking match!!!

—-It was really cool to save Princess Maharet at the end, right?

ㅡHmm, the last skill I showed you… is it ‘Dispel’? You’re using fairly advanced techniques.

The audience reacted enthusiastically.

I didn’t know how to react to that, so I just stood still.

As I awkwardly roll my gaze here and there, I see Maharet staggering down to the exit of the gymnasium.

I stop my eyes for a moment and look at the back.

The sight of her striding forward makes a bitter taste linger in her mouth.

“……”

Emotions entangled in sloppy shapes.

Without a word, I followed her with my eyes until she completely disappeared from the arena.

So, the 4th game is over.

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After leaving the gymnasium, Maharet staggered forward.

If you ask where she’s headed, she doesn’t know either.

It was just flowing as my feet touched it.

ㅡAre you okay?

In my head, the words I had just heard were playing over and over again.

soft voice of low voice.

Maharet covered his ears to that voice that made a corner of his heart creak.

—-Just… out of concern for the princess.

Noisy.

Don’t say anything you don’t mean.

He murmured quietly and bit his lip.

My chest throbs, and my neck tightens.

Something is about to pour out from within.

Through the swaying vision, the image of him holding her in his arms flickers.

Looking down at himself with worried eyes, he opens his mouth again.

ㅡAre you okay?

“……”

It wasn’t okay at all.

My heart was pounding and I felt like I was going to vomit.

My vision is blurry, and I break out in a cold sweat.

The most annoying of these is…

ㅡ pounding, pounding

It was a heartbeat that couldn’t control its speed.

Maharet squeezed his chest tightly, trying to calm his heart.

‘This time…’

I got his help this time too.

He hated him so much, and his own mischief, which he had put forward in a heart that didn’t want to lose, ruined everything.

‘I should’ve just abstained midway and came out…’

A bitter sigh escapes his mouth.

I closed my eyes and pressed my forehead against the headache in my complicated mind.

“Please… wake up, Maharet.”

He speaks as if he were suggesting to himself.

A tingling pain radiates from the cheek I pinched in an attempt to come to my senses.

Maharet drool for a while, lost in thought.

Why the hell… why did you do that?

He behaved unbecoming himself and dragged the situation into an ugly state.

Why is it so hard to control my emotions once I’m related to him?

The girl muttered that the reason was ‘because I hate him so much…’ and nodded.

Unfortunately.

The girl is not yet mature enough to understand complex emotions.

That’s why he just called his feelings ‘hate’.

After peeling off the outer layer, he did not even expect that a completely different feeling would be hiding.

“……”

She just blankly looked up at the sky.

The blue winter sky was reflected on the red eyes.

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The first day of the match against Maharet passed, and the second day of the ranking match arrived.

Since there were no scheduled games, I looked around the academy and reviewed the plan one last time.

‘Tomorrow now, the attack is coming…’

I checked all the magic scrolls I had prepared in advance, the expected attack routes of the enemies, and the shortcuts.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with all of that, I was able to feel shallow relief.

Yes, this should be enough.

I had prepared everything, so I thought I could completely block the back door if I did well.

“For the rest, I’ll just have to take good care of Alan and Korn…”

Hmm… I just remembered, let’s go see Alan’s face.

I wonder what your current condition is…

“Come to think of it, by now Alan should be participating in the ranking match as well.”

I moved my steps and headed for the public gymnasium.

When I arrived, Alan was indeed playing.

“Flame Point!!!”

ㅡQuaaa!!!

Alan shows off his brilliant skills and overwhelms his opponents.

Perhaps because of his unique loud fighting style, the reaction from the audience was also hot.

ㅡ Cool 1st grade!! The best!!

ㅡThis is a real fight!! The previous ones were child’s play!!!

“yes~! Alan student who showed an overwhelming appearance! Defeat the opponent, the Leol student, and take the victory!!”

ㅡWaaa!!!

After the game, Alan came down from the gymnasium and waved his hand to the audience with a wide smile.

‘……Well, I think I’m in good shape.’

If that’s the case, I don’t think there will be any problems with tomorrow’s raid.

I turn around and leave the arena.

As I was walking down the busy academy street, a cold wind blew through my hair.

A light mist escapes between the lips.

“All preparations are perfect.”

As if self-suggesting, he deliberately muttered aloud.

It was to calm the growing anxiety.

“Everything will go according to plan…”

We can protect the academy without anyone getting hurt or dying.

So, just go according to plan.

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Just as planned…

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Meanwhile.

Demon King, Kutrica.

Twin demons, fully armed, knelt down on a wooden chair in front of them.

Sitting on that shabby wooden chair is a gray-haired old man.

It was the deceiver of death, the Four Heavenly Kings, Pyren.

Pyrene closed the book she was reading and looked at the twin demons bowing in front of her.

Then, with a small smile, he opened his mouth.

“Hehehe…. It’s finally tomorrow.”

“Yes, old man.”

Responding to Pyren’s words, the first of the twin demons, Lacius.

He quietly lowered his head and continued talking.

“Everything will start tomorrow. It will be the best declaration of war for a new warrior.”

“Are the preparations going well?”

“It’s all right.”

Lacius calmly explained the prepared troops and tactics.

Indeed, it was a dense, vicious force.

However, despite such an explanation, Pyrene showed a somewhat unwilling expression.

“Hmm…..”

“Why is that?”

The twins tilt their heads and ask.

Pyrene replied by sweeping her beard.

“I thought that the troops were a little lacking.”

about 1 month ago.

There was a time when undead knights were sent to the academy on a school trip.

“The knights I made with great effort were easily blocked with only one casualty on the other side.”

Because of that, Pyrene’s evaluation of the academy’s faculty was extremely high.

“You’re saying that the academy faculty may be stronger than we expected.”

“right.”

Lacius and Tenebrios salivate slightly at Pyrene’s affirmation.

Pyrene looked down at them for a moment, then opened her mouth.

“Tomorrow’s raid, take one of the 5 cadres, ‘Lenin’ with you.”

At Pyrene’s words, the twins’ eyes widened.

“Yes? If it’s Lenin of the 5 executives… is that ‘death knife’?”

“Yes, heul heul… wouldn’t it be better to be certain that we will do it?”

“Um…. if there’s a ‘death knife’ it’s definitely easier…”

So, the story twists.

Contrary to Raiden’s prayer, which muttered, “Only as planned…”

Events were already moving in an unimaginable direction.

A new actor on stage.

How will he affect this scenario?

no one knew