Chapter 66 (1/2)

Chapter 66 – The Lord’s Daughter Longs for the Wide World 29

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“Guys with cheats, seriously …”

I muttered in the audience seat.

In the ring, Yuutarou immediately went full-power.

Fireb.a.l.l.s, waterb.a.l.l.s, b.a.l.l.s of earth and lightning, light and void — Yuutarou fired off elemental b.a.l.l.s one after the other.

All his b.a.l.l.s contained great amounts of magic power.

Why did he have that much magic power, where did he train — I feel like an idiot just for asking.

This was what cheats are.

If you have the backing of a G.o.ddess you can use as much magic power as you like, and you’re exempt from training.

It makes you feel stupid for working hard.

“But he’s still that strong, huh …”

Up until now I successfully took two of Yuutarou’s girls.

I also weakened the Quira church in town.

I should’ve whittled quite a lot of his power — but Yuutarou was still this overwhelming.

If I transformed into Kai and challenged him, I probably wouldn’t last 10 seconds before being killed.

Every time Yuutarou launched an attack, the audience cheered, “Waaa!”

The brilliant and impressive elemental light caught everyone’s eyes.

— however.

“Unhurt, huh. Alright”

Montavo wasn’t hurt at all.

He took all the elemental b.a.l.l.s and stood there like nothing happened.

The Sacrament Cage hanging from his neck was able to protect its master from the reincarnator’s attack waves.

Sacrament Cage — such a wonderful item.

Its origin was not really known, but I’m sure it must be a G.o.ddess’ handmade item.

For now, at least this means the first stage of the fight was over.

The magic cheat Yuutarou was unable to win with magic — objectively speaking, this situation benefits Montavo.

But reincarnators aren’t so easy they’d just stop there.

The real fight begins now.

In the ring, Yuutarou stopped launching magic and said to Montavo, “You b.a.s.t.a.r.d, I heard magic don’t work on you, but it’s really true, huh! But even so, I’m not gonna lose! I have shed blood practicing with my companions in order to defeat you! And I’ve learned the way of the sword!”

Yuutarou took out a sword from his waist.

“I will fight to protect Kirisha! I definitely won’t give up! We fight with the sword now!!”

Yuutarou’s declaration made the audience erupt in cheers. Their voices caused a rumble in the ground.

A hero, declaring that he will fight even at a disadvantage to protect a woman — sure, that’d make him look cool.

I looked at Kirisha in the Lord’s seat.

After Yuutarou said that, did she fall for Yuutarou again —

But Kirisha’s eyes were cold.

She was staring at the arena with an annoyed expression, the lights going out of her eyes.

I, I know those eyes…

The cute girls in cla.s.s have those when they look at a chuuni yelling out loud in cla.s.s …

… scary.

I recalled the things that happened in my past and gripped Liu’s arm next to me without meaning to.

“… Say Liu, look at Kirisha’s eyes. Why are girls so cold to chuunis? Sure, he may be annoying when he said he was going to protect her, but wouldn’t she be at least moved?”

“Weell, if he really was fighting hard for her sake then she’d be a little moved, I guess. But you see, when he’s just making her into an excuse so he could show his own great skills she’d obviously look like that. Don’t you just want to fight in public and get people to say you’re amazing. Aren’t you just trying to say ‘I’m cool, I can also fight with the sword’, then say it like it is and fight for fun. Something like that. Don’t get me involved, creep”

“………”

Women are scary…

Montavo unsheathed his sword and stared at Yuutarou.

Not focusing his sight on a point, but widened his vision and looked at every part of him.

Gathering information about his opponent.

— The very image of inexperience.

One’s skill with the sword is reflected in how one stands.

Where one puts one’s feet, how one hold one’s sword, how one’s joints are positioned — Yuutarou completely failed in all counts.

Yuutarou was currently telling the audience what kind of hard practice he’s been doing — but he probably wanted to learn a showy killing move.

Real sword training is hopelessly plain and a very long term thing.

Endless repet.i.tion.

Maddening humiliation.

Learning a technique to get you a leap forward will surely make you fall behind later.

Which is why there’s nothing to it but steady advance.

No, not just the sword, all practice is like that.

Yuutarou did not know that. He didn’t know at all.

Which means, he did not know life at all.

— This goes beyond pitiful …

Montavo had tried to run away from the ordinary path once, so he might not have the qualifications to call others out on it.

But still, Montavo chagrined at himself for that.

He hated himself who ran away — he used that anguish as nourishment and here he stood now in this place.

Yuutarou never anguished.

Then that means, his life amounted to nothing.

He grimaced despite himself.

He wanted to release this clown, no, puppet called Yuutarou as soon as he could.

— however.

That would probably not be easy.

His opponent was a reincarnator after all.

A person who trampled over people’s efforts ignoring reason and logic.

“I’m coming at you, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Watch my sword!”

Yuutarou suddenly stepped forward.