Chapter Chapter 82: 10. We came, we saw, we won (7) (1/2)

RATH 82

TL: Eevee

10. We came, we saw, we won (7)

From inside the light of the magic, I heard a voice that seemingly couldn’t understand.

[Just… why?]

“Waaahh… they actuawwy won.”

“I think they really are insane.”

What was shown to us on the live broadcast, was something not even I could ever have imagined.

[Lady Nermia is ouutt!]

[Marcis’s secret weapon, the genius of the Nermia family, Lady Ria has been defeated!]

[And with that, Semi-final A has been confirmed as Yugrasia vs Yugrasia!]

[And we have the unbelievable situation where even the B semi-final is a Yugrasia vs Yugrasia matchup!]

That No.17, which was deemed a monster in Howling, the evil organization, lost.

And not even against Nerkia or Aris, or even Risen or any of the student council members, but to ordinary students.

“Dey absolutely nuts… ta be honest with ya, when they froze their hands along with her ankles even I flinched as well!”

“To think they’d do something even evil organizations don’t do nowadays…”

Sacrificing yourself to kill the enemy, or to otherwise render them incapable of further combat.

These mutually assured destruction tactics were once used very frequently by villains against heroes or their ilk in the past, but it is hard to see nowadays from modern villains who are very sensitive to their own interests.

Heck, you can even tell by modern manga.

In the past, 5ku(1) who sacrificed himself and got shot by a Li*** of Death(2) along with his brother and died for the sake of the world, but as time went on and he evolved into 6ku and used the Earth as the stake to fight against galaxy-destroying people, it’s a very accurate reflection of how a pure human loses oneself to one’s desires.

And so, oh supreme leader F***za-sama,(3) please kill 6ku.

ASAP!

“Owner, I got no idea whacha thinking of, but ya not gonna check the other event results?”

“No point, there’s nothing we could possibly lose in other than this event.”

The events in the first half of the imperial festival are small-scale events suitable for showing off individual prowess.

Even the numbers participating per event are small, five to seven, tops.

Compared to the siege-type events on the last day where every single student participates, it’s easy to accurately analyse the enemy’s power levels.

Meaning, I didn’t even need to bother looking at how the other events went.

With the remainder’s abilities, there’s no way they could stop Yugrasia’s victory.

“But can’t there be sum weal plot twist that completely tilts owner’s mental off the ends of the earth?”

“And on the flipside, do you think anyone from other schools could fight like our kids just now?”

“Nup.”

No matter how much I thought about it, Marcis’s lineup was overwhelmingly stacked in this last match.

My former disciple, four members of the student council, and the last member was also a nicknamed famous student.

Compared to them, our team was simply a gathering of yesterday’s losers.

Going by pure firepower alone, it wouldn’t be odd for my ex-disciple to just summon Surtr and go on a 1v6 massacre.

But she made three critical errors.

Firstly, she didn’t finish them off with her first attack.

Even when her legs were tied down, if she’d continued attacking she would have been able to win before she was summoned out.

Secondly, she was too flustered when her ankles were caught.

I’m sure I told her that you can’t just reveal your emotions like that in life.

To be honest the looks on our students’ faces were kinda ‘ehhh’ even from my point of view, but even so, you can’t lose your composure that openly.

And finally, she didn’t attack immediately even after summoning Lævateinn.

This, if only this I drilled into them over and over again in the organization!

If you have the time to kindly explain then just do it!

Act first, report later! Isn’t that the basics of combat!

Don’t they say that the ability to listen is more important than the ability to talk?

When a protagonist is surprised by a villain’s new attack and says “how?” then I can guarantee out of the ones that reply “since you’re going to die anyway, I will tell you as a parting gift!” I have never seen any of them survive.

“But we won cuz ‘a that. Innt that good?”

“That it is. But, seeing my ex-disciple do something that stupid, I’m disappointed. Would you say that looking back, I was too weak on them?”

“Owner, I’m being serious here, if you run the kids’ education any harder than this, they’re going to kill themselves?”

“It’s alright. Whenever they feel like suicide I can just send you out.”

“Just whaddaya think I am, owner?!”

“An all-purpose stick that can solve every problem under the sun.”

“And ya dam rite! The one that can do anything and everything, that is this goddess Arcadia’s powah!”

Although the stick turned into a goddess somewhere down the line, it’s true that after this thing was completed, I did solve all my problems with it.

“Yep! Well, leave it ta me! This Lady Aru will treat all the bad kiddies who’ve lost the will to live!”

Very good, you sound as reliable as Racoon man, hero of justice.(4)

“Now, the moment the students lose, I have a reason to raise the difficulty of the academy even higher!”

#13 Their story: Ria el Nermia’s story.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a white ceiling.

“I lost…”

As I stared blankly at the ceiling, I listened to the background sounds of my surroundings.

This was the treatment center for the imperial festival.

I was here because I lost to the Yugrasia students.

“I lost. And to students whose names weren’t even well-known. I lost.”

-Owner. Those were not students. They are lunatics. You don’t need to beat yourself up over it.

“No, I need to. I didn’t even lose to people stronger than me, they were weaker than me. And even before we started fighting, I lost to their pressure, and was scared.”

I prided myself on having been trained beyond human limits in the organization.

I experienced the imperial magic bombardment from the very beginning, and the moment I escaped I was put through all sorts of different training regimes without a moment’s rest.

Even when it was just No.1, No.1000 and I left, we were trained to survive at high altitudes, the middle of the ocean, a desert, all sorts of different biomes you’d be hard-pressed to encounter in the empire.

And as for the maze that the instructor created, to survive while getting the living daylights beaten out of us by the bat-wielding ex-disciple of the instructor, no, to avoid getting beaten by the bat, we tried our hardest to survive.

When you compared my life now to what it was back then, right now is the much better environment.

From my bed being wherever I put my head down, to the luxurious bed I was lying in now.

From an environment where I fought tooth and nail against my cohorts just to eat, to where I could eat anything I wanted, whenever I wanted.

From an environment where I wasn’t even treated like a human, to a life where I was respected by all as a daughter of a prestigious noble family.

“I… have gotten weak.”

This wasn’t a matter of skill.

In such an overwhelmingly good environment, my mental fortitude had gotten far, far too weak.

“If it was me from two years ago, I could definitely have beaten them.”

If it was the me from two years ago.

When the two of them had fallen, clutching onto my ankles, I would have ended them right then and there.