episode_0094

Phew!

Clavel’s advance.

Smoke pours out from the body in a thick stream.

A translucent fog filled the training grounds.

“Hey, that… .”

Anne looked at Luke in confusion.

“Paralysis magic.”

Same feeling I had in the basement.

However, it was a slightly more threatening magic.

“Isn’t that dangerous?”

The original paralysis magic smoke spreads gently.

It doesn’t explode like that.

“It’s dangerous. Put up a barrier.”

Luke created a mana barrier around Anne’s respiratory system.

A paralyzing magic that causes your fingers to feel numb even when surrounded by a barrier.

“If I had been hit, I would have lost my language permanently.”

“… That’s what it looks like. Where did you learn such things?”

Disgust formed in Anne’s eyes.

I made a joke to tell him not to get too emotional.

“The princess isn’t much of a talker anyway. Isn’t that okay?”

“… Are you joking just now?”

When Anne looks at Luke like he’s crazy.

“I’m saying this because that won’t happen.”

Luke pointed to Elin.

“The princess is already preparing.”

Is it because I gave you a warning in advance?

Elin had already built a thick mana barrier around her.

“Haa… How did you stop this?”

The overwhelming power of magic means that a huge amount of mana has been squeezed out.

Clavel, who had been pouring out magic abnormally from the beginning, lifted his head.

The wildly rising and falling of her chest meant that Clavel was already tired.

That doesn’t mean Elin had any free time.

“… … !”

The paralyzing fog created by Clavel did not disappear easily.

Rather, he clung tenaciously and continued to cut through the barrier.

Elin hesitated and stepped back.

“Where!”

Clavel’s magic exploded as if she wouldn’t let go.

Elemental arrows made of fire, ice, and earth.

Kwajik!

Simple elemental magic was cast into the barrier.

“Why don’t you avoid it… Huh?”

Anne’s eyes widened in question.

Anne is also a magic sparring expert.

I noticed what Elin was doing.

Kwajik!

On the surface, it looks like he’s just standing there, receiving the magic.

however.

Woof-

Eyes that roll quickly.

Slow-moving hands.

Mana swirled around Elin.

Hwaak-

The paralyzing fog that had been covering the surroundings was completely cleared away.

“… Hey, you taught that too?”

“How could that be?”

Gerald, Natia, and even the Duke were surprised.

“You…what…?”

Of course, the one who was most surprised was Clavel.

She stuttered out words that couldn’t even form sentences, and took a step back without realizing it.

“Did you… release it? You figured out the structure in the meantime…?”

What Elin just did was the same.

Clavel’s paralyzing magic was reversed and converted into mana.

“I have never taught paralysis magic. It’s not even a normal paralysis magic to begin with.”

Although Luke is a seer, he is not a prophet.

How could I possibly teach you the magical relativity that you have never heard of or seen before?

“Then now… .”

“Yes, Your Majesty responded on the spot.”

I’ve said it over and over again.

It’s not that Elin doesn’t have any talent for magic.

No, Luke is a genius beyond compare.

It’s just that he was bound by a curse and didn’t stand out.

“… It’s annoying.”

“What?”

“I removed it because it was annoying.”

That’s not what Clavel asked.

It wasn’t ‘why’ but ‘how’.

Elin approached, her hair fluttering nonchalantly.

Gulp.

Clavel swallowed.

I knew it wouldn’t be easy.

So, endure the punishment that feels like death.

Didn’t you faint and wake up forcefully to train?

Fortunately, the forbidden magic that Natia taught us wasn’t just paralysis magic.

“Sigh.”

Clavel takes a deep breath and brings her hands together.

Suu-

Lungs swollen to the bone.

Filled with mana.

Puhwaak-

He spits out the words while drawing a picture.

A spell that appears similar to paralyzing fog.

This time the color was different.

“It’s poison.”

“Poison?”

“It looks like… .”

Luke reached out his hand to the poisonous fog spreading outside the arena.

“It seems to be a poison that causes mana bleeding.”

At the same time, blood flowed out of his mouth with a gurgling sound.

“Hey, hey!”

Anne, startled, grabbed Luke and pulled him out.

“A poison so strong that it can penetrate the barrier?”

“Hmm.”

In fact, the barrier was not broken.

Just now, the aftereffects of the contract with the dragon have come up.

“It looks like a slightly thin barrier.”

But there is no need to reveal the truth.

Since the timing was right, I just asked.

“He’s not a skunk or anything… .”

Anne looked at the smokescreen with anxious eyes.

A training ground covered in poisonous fog, making it impossible to see inside.

As the path slowly cleared, the silhouettes of two people came into view.

“… After.”

Anne was relieved.

A small silhouette stood without an inch of wavering.

Poison, unlike paralysis, does not last long.

Build up your tolerance to poison.

Whether out of range or not.

This is because, due to the nature of magic, the caster must also take damage.

A training ground completely cleared of poison fog.

“… … ?”

Ellen tilted her head, her hair forming a question mark.

“Ugh… Gulp, gulp… .”

Instead, Clavel was breathing heavily.

This is because the mana was squeezed out rapidly.

And that too, in large quantities and in succession.

Knock knock knock.

Elin approaches Clavel.

Kwajik!

Elemental magic flew at me and stuck in my spot, but I didn’t care.

Jeokjeok-

The mana barrier is starting to crack.

A smile seemed to appear on Clavel’s lips.

“… Is this the best you can do?”

I froze as I listened to Elin’s words, who had come closer to me without me realizing it.

Clavel’s expression became blank.

The emotion of ‘What on earth are you doing?’ was clearly read on Elin’s face.

Bam.

“You, you…! You’re the kind of person who can only look up, and you’re stuck on the floor!”

A properly scratched Clavel.

Sai is about to rush in while wrapping buff magic around his body.

Crunch.

I heard an eerie sound.

Clavel couldn’t even approach Elin.

Of course it wasn’t her doing.

There is only one culprit.

It was Elin, clenching her fist.

“Sob… .”

Mana that tightens the body.

Clavel floated up without even being able to resist.

“I was so scared when I was little.”

Elin’s eyes, looking at the trembling Clavel, were emotionless.

“… !”

Alarm bells rang in Luke’s head.

Ellen’s next actions are so obvious.

“Sleep―”

“This is… too weak.”

Before Luke ran into the arena.

Kwaaang-!!

Clavel was slammed into the middle of the training ground.

* * * * *

“Stop.”

Luke immediately ran in and hugged Elin from behind.

A settling cloud of dust.

On the sunken floor.

“Ugh… Ugh… .”

Clavel’s breathing was ragged as he became bloodshot.

“Teacher?”

Elin turned her head to Luke, swaying back and forth.

“Didn’t I ask you to adjust your strength?”

“I did it…?”

“Hoo… .”

I sighed involuntarily.

“If I hadn’t just put up the barrier, Clavel would have died instantly.”

Gasping for breath, as if a rib had been broken.

A limb twisted in the wrong direction.

An endless stream of bubbles.

“Ugh… .”

Even though Luke had rushed in and surrounded the barrier, it was still like that.

Of course, I didn’t intervene to say something as boring as “You shouldn’t kill people.”

I still think Clavel is worth dying for.

“Are you interfering with Bertain’s sacred fight right now?”

The peacock was the problem.

Thud thud.

The peacock got up from his seat and slowly came down to the training ground.

“Since when have you heard that a game that sacrifices children is sacred?”

Luke looked carefully.

Just before Clavel was about to be struck down.

The face of a peacock with the corners of its lips slightly raised.

From the beginning, the Duke had no intention of winning.

Clavel was used as a scapegoat.

“Did you want to turn Princess Elin into a monster?”

The youngest princess of Bertain, who appeared like a comet, ate the eldest daughter and became the next head of the family.

Aren’t the headlines already out?

It’s good that you left a strong impression at the last social gathering.

The only image engraved in the wizards’ minds was that of Elin lifting the Bucklin Manor.

Clavel, on the other hand, is a well-known character, whether he is evil or not.

If Elin were to kill Clavel horribly and take over.

It’s a very good environment for a peacock to lead public opinion.

The youngest sister who crushed her older sister to death in an ‘accident’.

Even in Bertain, it was a monster that was too much to handle, so they decided to execute it.

I didn’t think it was nonsense.

Because the one before your eyes is the Duke of Bertain, Karlchad Bertain.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The duke shamelessly turned a blind eye.

The empty expression on his face was eerie.

“What’s important now is that the next house selection competition was ruined by the intervention of the tutor.”

“That’s right. Your Highness, the next head of the family is much more important to you than your child’s life.”

Wiggle.

The peacock’s eyebrows rose slightly.

“If we leave Princess Clavel like this, she will definitely die.”

Only then did I see Clavel dying in a horrible state.

“… … Take Clavel.”

“Yes, yes… !”

The trembling servants took Clavel away.

Everyone was unable to come down because of the peacock.

If I intervene now, I’ll be punished for interfering with Bertain’s next family head selection.

“Oh my god… .”

“Oh, what should I do? Your Majesty… !”

After the servants disappeared with Clavel.

“Tsk.”

The peacock turned around as if nothing had happened.

“Congratulations. The next head of the household is Elin Bertain.”

“… Yes?”

“Wasn’t the victory going to be Elin’s anyway? To become the next head of Bertain, you need to be that strong.”

Saying things that I don’t know what the intention is.

After saying those words, the duke disappeared without a trace.

His steps seemed to be irritated because things weren’t going as planned.

The next head of the family was decided so absurdly.

“… … ”

Elin looked down at the training ground where Clavel’s bloodstains continued with blank eyes.

This is definitely the sister I was afraid of.

She was a trashy older sister who would take away and mock even the smallest thing that Elin had.

But… what is this?

It was just so bad.

I was just standing there quietly, surrounded by barriers.

Clavel squeezed her mana to the limit, but all she could do was make gold.

Elin easily subdued Clavel.

It wasn’t like I used any great magic.

I just came in and struck down.

That alone put Clavel’s life in danger.

Even if you twist the wrist of a child… no, a newborn, you won’t be able to achieve such an easy victory.

What I end up thinking is this.

So this is the kind of person he was.

I was so weak that I was bullied by a person like this.

Instead of feeling exhilarated, I feel an indescribable emptiness.

“… ha.”

Luke let out a hollow laugh.

I thought it couldn’t get more disgusting than this.

The Duke has finally achieved the worst human image.

If there is no discrimination, then there is no discrimination.

Because he saw all his children as tools.

“Let’s go back.”

“… Teacher.”

“I think it would be better to take a break today.”

“Yeah… .”

Luke bit his lip.

An unpleasant silence descended.

Blood pooled in the sunken training ground.

A uselessly sunny sky reflected in a pool of blood.

This was the first time in my life that I felt such a dirty victory.