Chapter 88 (1/2)

Hey there, back with another chapter.

Things will get a bit busier for me now and in the foreseeable future so free time will overall decrease for me.

Then again, I still plan to release chapters from time to time but sadly…the frequency is expected to be low.

Nothing much to say about this chapter so I’ll let you just read it.

Enjoy.

『Oooooooooooh!! Fierce, so fierce! That’s right, this is the type of fight I was hoping for! I got the urge to join noooow!! If you so wish for, I could go and join right-』 (Emperor)

「No thanks, please spare us.」 (Hind)

「You plan to kill us!? No way!」 (Yumir)

I would rather not get into a fight with the Emperor right now.

He made a face as if all his spirit had deflated, but even if we fought the Emperor in our current condition, I can already see how it would end…

Besides, if the Emperor doesn’t announce the victors, the system will keep those two in their current KO status so I’d prefer if he hurried it up.

I’ll try to hint at it with my gaze.

『…Ooh, I forgot! The victors are Yumir and Hind! It was a splendid display of teamwork! With this, the pairs participating in the finals have been decided but…I can’t contain my excitement towards these 2 contrasting pairs! Wahahaha!!』 (Emperor)

After announcing the winners, the Emperor left the stage in high spirits along with his laughter.

From this moment until the finals, there will be another short interval.

On the other side, Rose shook off the hand Licht worriedly offered her and stood up.

After glaring at us, she descended from the stage alone as she gritted her teeth in frustration.

Licht bowed to us and disappeared after chasing after Rose in a panic.

…Well, I guess there’s a lot going on but we probably shouldn’t have to worry about it.

Being left alone on the stage, Yumir and I silently high fived.

Once we did, due to the barrage of cheers, the realization that we had really won started to come down to me.

Unknowingly, we started to smile…however, there’s still a match left.

「Alright, Yumir. Shall we head back to where everyone else is?」 (Hind)

「Yeah, you are right. We have to prepare for the next match.」 (Yumir)

On the hallways that lead to our seats, a multitude of players tried to talk to us.

The outline of their comments were congratulating us on our victory and commenting about how our opponents put up a great fight.

Since bettings were involved, there were also bad mannered players that were pouring abusive comments on us…the surrounding players looked at them coldly and for the ones that got out of hand they just reported them to the admins to silence them.

You could say that the players hated cold water being poured on this festive mood.

「Hero-chan!」

「Yumir-san, congratulations! Good luck in your next match!」

「You did it! You guys are the pride of Sala!」

Oh, the last person was a player from the desert? Or was he a NPC? I wonder which one it was.

Regardless, hearing that type of comment makes me happy.

Though in this case, most of those comments are directed towards Yumir…

「True Self! Make me a remote weapon too!」

「Me too! Please, let us defeat an area boss together!」

「!?」 (Hind)

Like that, since a while ago, words for me that I couldn’t understand were mixed in with those sent to Yumir.

They were coming from both genders too.

Towards them, Yumir replied displeased.

「This guy’s remote weapon is only me! This position…I won’t hand it to anyone else, I definitely won’t!! For sure!」 (Yumir)

「Sorry, I can’t understand why you are having that kind of possessiveness…」 (Hind)

「Why!?」 (Yumir)

I mean, I could understand if she was talking about her position as my partner, but what the hell is the position of a remote weapon…?

I had this feeling that something wasn’t right but unfortunately, there was no one here that said anything about it.

This interval wasn’t long enough for us to log out, but it was possible for us to gather our thoughts.

We returned like that to our seats and I looked at the familiar faces absentmindedly.

After thanking everyone, our talks were wholly focused on the next match.