Chapter Chapter 106: 12. It’s not over til it’s over (4) (1/2)

RATH 106

TL: Eevee

12. It’s not over til it’s over (4)

#7 Their story: Aris ril Letia’s story.

“Kuhk!”

I drove my fist into vice-president’s stomach, and he fell down with a grunt.

“Tch, I messed up…”

How unfortunate.

I thought I’d been controlling my strength relatively well, but he still went and fainted.

“Well, I still have to do what I have to do.”

I picked up a plank of wood and started writing.

I hung it over his neck and hauled him up onto a flagpole.

“Ha… I wasted too much mana.”

Vice-pres was the fastest person in Yugrasia.

Capturing someone like that when he was doing his best to run away was a very difficult feat.

I only caught him by forming walls of sword aura to block off all his escape routes, pretending to want to talk to him, and only then could I attack to just successfully capture him.

I didn’t know about anyone else but if I ran into Marcis’s Lady Nermia right now then…

“Um…”

“Ah?!”

Damn it, me and my big mouth.

The voice that came from behind me was definitely that of Lady Nermia’s.

But…

“What’s… the matter?”

Differently from normal, she was walking like a zombie with her head right down.

Even to me, her enemy, she looked downright pitiful.

There was no trace of the woman that had fought tooth and nail against Yugrasia, swinging her fire sword with her archdevil Surtr.

“I, I’m going over to Yugrasia.”

“Huh?”

I was surprised once at the words she said as she lifted her head, and surprised once again as I saw her emotionless dead eyes.

“Wh, what kind of tactic is this?”

I said in a moment of shock, but it didn’t seem like she’d come here for strategic purposes.

Not even our acting skills which were honed in Yugrasia could hope to replicate her appearance right now.

“Tactic? Nothing of the sort.”

As she lethargically shook her head, her hair flung itself side by side.

As I blankly stared at her I wondered if I should draw my sword or not, but I thought that even if I fought her now, I’d still lose due to mana exhaustion and so I opted not to.

“Then why?”

It was a question loaded with many different meanings.

Why? Just what happened for someone to be so thoroughly ruined like that?

At my question, she bowed her head deeply once again and shuddered for an agonisingly long time.

It scared me.

It felt like she was either cursed, or something entered her body that shouldn’t have.

“…structor.”

“Hm?”

“I made an enemy… of the instructor.”

“Instructor?”

I heard the faint murmurings that leaked out but I couldn’t understand them.

Instructor? Not even a professor or teacher, why was an instructor popping up all of a sudden?

“Tell me clearly.”

And what I heard was a shocking truth.

“Nar… no, Professor Nicerwin. I was taught by him in the past.”

“Mm…”

It was a shock at first, but after I thought it over it a bit, it all made sense.

No wonder she didn’t feel like an outsider.

To think she’d actually learned from Professor Nicerwin!

But there was another thing that was the true shocker.

“That thing you guys call… the silver devil… we got beaten by something that was probably similar to that when I was being taught?”

“Lies!”

That was a lie. That had to be a lie!

Something similar to the silver devil? There was no way something like that could exist!

But she had mentioned that she had been beaten as she was taught.

Even if we had mentioned the silver devil, even if we had said that it was a pain worse than death, none of us had ever actually said we had been directly beaten by it.

But really? Seriously? There was another accursed object of the Evil God that was similar to the silver devil?!”

“What’s… that?”

“Bat… it was a weapon named the wooden bat…”

“Weapon…”

To think that there was also a weapon as well as a living creature, I should probably heed Professor Nicerwin’s words better from now on.

“But… why are you surrendering?”

“Think about it. I… I directly refused that man and opposed him! He told me to come to Yugrasia, but I refused! He was going to make Yugrasia win the imperial festival, and I tried to stop him!”

I tilted my head in puzzlement at her tearful voice.

“What’s wrong about that?”

Even if she was once taught by him.

Lady Nermia is still a Marcis student.

What was weird about her moving to secure Marcis’s victory over Yugrasia’s?

“Think about it! The opponent is Na… I mean, Professor Nicerwin! Think… think about it if you were in my shoes!

Her fearful voice made me think over it briefly.

Let’s say that Professor Nicerwin taught me when I was young.

And I went to Arucia, and opposed him.

And if I stole away Yugrasia’s victory… then…

‘Is this your resolve as the student to surpass the master?’

‘It is a good resolve.’

‘Go, Arcadia.’

‘Aru, aru!’

“Hiiik!”

Many thoughts flickered through my head but all of them led to a single conclusion.

The silver devil would come find me.

And she would hit me.

It’s scary. Really, really scary.

Just the thought of Professor Nicerwin and the silver devil smirking as they approached me made my legs shiver in fear.

“Yugrasia has to win. It has to. Only then do I get to live.”

“Even if it means abandoning Marics?”

“You know as well, if you’re that man’s disciple. Things like that aren’t important at all!”

It didn’t seem like a lie.

That declaration was definitely something that a disciple of Professor Nicerwin might say.

“Then… welcome aboard!”

“Thank you!”

From the look of relief on her face, you wouldn’t think that she was someone I’d been fighting this entire time.

So our strongest fighter the president had disappeared, but Marcis’s strongest was ours now!

That meant the only wild card left was the president!

And that president.

-Death.

Was soon going to die.

#8 Their story: A certain student council president’s story.