Chapter 51 (1/2)

CHAPTER 51 – ELF MUSOU

The Werewolf sticks out his index finger and loudly declares

「One second! This match, I will finish it in one second!」

The audience who loves performance suddenly springs in excitement.

「I, it’s bad ssu yo! That fellow has seriously fast legs! One second is really a plenty of time from that distance ssu yo!」

Touga’s voice shakes.

「That’s right. No matter how fast you are able to chant, you won’t be able to activate your magic before I strike. You may be able to make it with Elementary magic, but such insignificant magic won’t work against me」

The ring of the arena is huge. Tira and the Werewolf are little less than 30m apart from each other. However, he boasts that he can cover that distance in one second.

「In other words, you have lost the moment you entered the ring」

「……」

「Ha, you finally understood the situation and you became so scared your voice is gone?」

「…… That, could we begin the match already?」

Tira says indifferently. She looks a tad disgusted.

Expecting a different response, the Werewolf’s eyebrows twitch.

「………… Hoo, you saying you are confident to defeat me? I won’t hold back once the match begins, you know? If you want to give up, now is the time」

「No, it’s not necessary」

「Ha, don’t bear a grudge against me later」

The Werewolf lowers his body and gets in position.

By the way, the winner is decided when the opponent gives up, is thrown out of the ring, when the chief of the team declares defeat or in the worst case, when the opponent dies. It can become a deadly match in some cases.

The match begins with a big gong.

A very big man raises a drumstick and daringly slams it against the gong.

Gooーーーーーn!!

A very loud sound echoes through the arena and the Werewolf kicks the ground. He’s posture bends forward and he leaps across the ring.

Tira starts the chanting.

「Useless! No way you can complete it in time!」

The Werewolf triumphantly approaches Tira. He instantly covers 15m.

「I will tear you apart with my claws and eat your ugly me――」

That moment, Tira’s chant finishes and a magic circle appears.

「――at?」

「〈Great Thunder, Lightning Blast〉」

「Gyaaaaa!?」

Great lightning strikes from the sky and strikes the Werewolf. An intense thunder roars around the arena.

Ultra-fast chant of Advanced Magic.

The Werewolf collapses and glides to Tira’s feet just like that. He already blacked out. He’s probably still alive.

Tira says while coldly glaring at the charred Werewolf.

「When it comes to Advanced Magic, I can chant it in 0.5 seconds, though」

「My knife will pierce your neck in 0.3 seconds! Kukuku, what a bad luck!」

「I can chant Intermediate Magic in 0.1 seconds, though」

「Wha…… gyaaaa」

「My mithril armor is resistant against lightning attacks. In other words, lightning won’t work against me!」

「I will use wind magic then」

「What!? Guaaaa」

「I excel at stealth. You won’t be able to see me!」