5 Real Member of the Order, and Real Person of the Curse (1/2)
A man was walking alone through a dark underground tunnel.
Age in the mid-thirties. A well-trained body and sharp eyes. Swept back grey hair.
His footsteps stopped as he reached the end of the tunnel. In front of him was a door protected by 2 soldiers.
”Is the Kagenou girl inside?”
”Yes, Olba-sama.”
The soldier that he addressed saluted, then unlocked the door.
”Sir, please mind yourself in there. Though restrained, she is extremely aggressive.”
”Hmph, who do you think I am?”
”!! I'm very sorry, sir!”
Olba opened the door then walked in.
The room beyond was an underground stone-walled jail. A single girl was affixed to the wall with with magic-sealing chains.
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”You must be Claire Kagenou.”
At Olba's voice, the girl called Claire raised her head.
She was a very beautiful girl. As she had been kidnapped while sleeping, she was still wearing a thin negligee that could not hide her full breasts nor her luscious thighs. With her silk-like black hair cut in a straight line behind her back, the girl glared up at Olba with with strong-willed eyes.
”I've seen your face at the royal capital before. If I remember correctly, you are Viscount Olba, are you not?”
”Hou, you were with the Imperial Guards previously... Ah, no, it was at the tournament during the Festival of the God of War?”
”Festival of the God of War, heh. Oh yes, that time when Princess Iris cut you up every which way.”
Claire laughed in merriment.
”Hmph, it was within the limits of a match, and thus didn't mean anything. In a real fight, there's no way I'd lose to her.”
”Nothing would be different in a real fight, oh Viscount Olba who lost in the first round in the tournament.”
”Fool. You don't even know how much of an honor it is to simply just stand on the stage of that tournament, you ignorant girl.”
Olba glared back at Claire.
”I will be able to stand on that stage just 1 year later.”
”Too bad for you, you don't have a year left.”
The chains restricting Claire clinked.
Immediately afterwards, her teeth snapped just barely short of Olba's neck.
If Olba hadn't tilted his head that little bit, then his carotid artery might have been torn out right there and then.
”The one who can't live for one more year – will that truly be me? Or will it be... you? Do you want to bet on it?”
”No need for the bet, Claire Kagenou.”
Olba's fist slammed into the chin beneath Claire's dauntless smile.
She crashed onto the stone ground, but her strong eyes never left Olba.
Olba lowered his fist, having felt less resistance on his fist than expected.
”You jumped backwards.”
Claire smiled dauntlessly.
”Was there a fly in the room?”
”Hmph, seems you're not just led around the nose by your large magic capacity.”
”I was taught that magic is not about amount, but control.”
”What a good father you have.”
”I've never learned a thing from that baldy. It was my little brother.”
”Brother...?”
”My impertinent little brother. Every time we fight, I'd win. But I'm always learning from my little brother's sword. But he never learns anything from my sword. That's why I pick on him everyday.”