Chapter Chapter 84: 10. We came, we saw, we won (9) (1/2)
RATH 84
TL: Eevee
10. We came, we saw, we won (9)
#16 Their story: A certain student council president(2)’s story.
Yugrasia had gone insane.
“Die! Die, all of you!”
“Oi, you crazy little shit! You have your allies here as well!”
“How is that my problem! All of you can go die! Getting knocked out by you lot is probably better for them than being done in by me either way!”
We were nowhere near an ocean, yet a giant tidal wave swept us all away, regardless of friend or foe.
“It’s a trap, idiots!”
When it seemed like they’d finally go down, they’d forcibly explode their remaining mana and take at least one other person with them.
“Die, die, die!”
“W, wait a second? We really are going to die?”
“Lady Aris? Lady Aris? Listen to people when they’re talking to you!”
Lady Aris swung her spear with emotionless eyes.
But a solid spear aura had formed on the tip of her spear.
If any of us were to get hit by that, we’re dead.
“Wh, what the heck is this… no… stop it! Nooo!”
“Heheheh, now. Despair, despair, and despair even more! Even though it’s nothing compared to what we have to suffer through!”
The Trickster even used mental attacks by pulling out all sorts of bizarre shit and traumatising the female students.
“Just what the hell do they all take the imperial festival for!”
No matter how important performance at the imperial festival was for the Four Great Academies, there were lines that you simply shouldn’t cross as a human.
And yet they were all crossing that line far too easily.
What was even scarier, though, was that they were actually staying within the rules of the imperial festival, albeit barely!
A judge had already come down to intervene several times, before eventually deciding that there had been no breaches of the rules.
We all felt that was so unfair that we combed through the rules of the imperial festival, but Yugrasia had never actually cheated.
Although each and every one of their cases were treading an extremely thin, borderline non-existent line!
“The next event is…”
Everyone looked away from me.
The first round of the next event had us up against Yugrasia from the very beginning.
Since none of them had any decent results against Yugrasia, no one wanted to go up against Yugrasia.
“Everyone has to go up against them in the team events tomorrow anyway.”
“I, I’ll do it tomorrow.”
“Yep, tomorrow.”
“So for today, let’s have someone else… ah! Let’s use the first years as a sacr…. I mean, the first years need experience, after all!”
“Yep! I’m a fourth year, so I’m gone next year! What about letting the first years get some experience since they have to participate next year as well, pres?”
Was it because that there were very few first years on the student council.
These assholes without a conscience were wanting to sacrifice the first years.
“Will it be possible to win with the first years? The true beginning of our imperial festival isn’t too far off! If we get a lot of points on the final day, we could even win the whole thing!”
Bang!
I slammed my fist down onto the scoreboard in front of me, and everyone flinched at the sound.
Day 4 of the imperial festival. But the number of points we had didn’t change.
[Arucia: 0pt]
[Marcis: 7pt]
[Yugrasia: 34pt]
[Mercaria: 0pt]
“Do you lot still want to avoid fighting even with this ridiculous losing margin?”
At my words, everyone said at the same time.
“”””””””””””Yes.””””””””””””
“Yep, I get you.”
Even I participated from Day 3.
And I lost to a nameless first year student.
“I don’t know whether they’ve all been doped up on something, their style of charging in without regard for their own safety is a problem, but their individual skills are just way better than us, President.”
“Yes, they’re all insane. Five god-class summoners out of the first years alone? Does that even make any sense to you?
“God-class summoners are hard to come by even in the imperial armies, but there are five of them among their first years!”
Starting with the goddess of war, Athena, the god of thunder, Thor.
The evil god Azi Dahaka, said to be able to use a thousand magics, the emissary of the gods, Hermes.
And even the god of fire Apollo!
What’s certain is that this amount of power can’t possibly be concentrated in just a single academy!
“They’ve gotten way too strong in a single year. Just what the heck happened?”
“Did the Yugrasia students really get that much stronger with the addition of just a single teacher, Professor Nicerwin?”
“No, their skills aside, isn’t it weird that their personalities all changed?”
“Yeah, Professor Nicerwin is someone even the elves, famous as they are for their noble-mindedness, took in. They’re learning from a person like him, there’s no way he could be the reason they all went insane.”
“True.”
Did that mean that Professor Nicerwin taught them the skills, and their personalities were raised by someone else?”
“Ah! Now that I think about it, I heard that they had some veteran army summoners go in to teach at Yugrasia.”
“That it! Then everything makes perfect sense!”
“As expected of the military, they can make people throw away their humanity for the sake of victory!”
One by one, the pieces of the puzzle were coming together.
Their skills were thanks to Professor Nicerwin’s knowledge of summoning, and their fighting strategies were taught by the veteran soldiers that even fought in the Great War.
If it were the imperial army’s soldiers, famous for being strong and merciless towards their enemies, the way they charged in as if their lives were on the line made sense.
“But, what’s this about a silver devil?”
“Did one of them make a contract with a devil or something? But that many people can’t all make a contract at once, can they?”
“Isn’t that the thing that the Yugrasia kids’re scared of?”
“Yeah, even against me they all stuck to me saying that death was better than the silver devil.”
“I heard even Lady Aris murmuring it, too.”
“Even Lady Aris? Even someone from the Ten Great Families is fearing it as well?”
It seemed that all the pieces were falling into place, bar that final piece.
We couldn’t understand just what the final keyword, the silver devil, was supposed to be.
“Fine, but still… we are Arucia! The first and foremost out of the Four Great Academies!”
“Although we’re in last place right now.”
“To be precise, 0 points. Tying with Mercaria, 7 points behind Marcis. And a whopping 34 points behind Yugrasia.”
“Wow, they’re almost five times ahead of 2nd place Marcis.”
“And even there it’s basically Young Lady Nermia basically winning everything by herself.”
As I looked at the other students lose motivation again, I sighed.
Unlike the beginning of the festival, everyone had no motivation at all.
But I am Arucia’s student council president.
It is my duty to lead the students to do our best in the imperial festival.
“Alright. I will take point in tomorrow’s matches! Is there anyone brave enough to face Yugrasia together with me?”
At my shout, the others students chose to reply with silence.
“No… one?”
Nod nod.
Everyone nodded their heads.
“Really?”
Nod nod.
Their expressions questioned why I was even asking.
“Oh, come on you guys!”
And in the end, in every match where Yugrasia was concerned, we chose the members by drawing straws.
#17 Their story: A certain villain’s story.
“Damn it…”
“I think the two of us are the only ones left.”
Even if it was the empire, there were still plenty of back alleyways where petty thieves did their work.
And in one of those alleyways, two men were breathing heavily as they talked, dressed in clothes that if a certain Yugrasia teacher saw them, would say “that’s definitely someone from an evil organization like Howling!”