Chapter 92 : Chapter 92
Chapter 92 Semifinals.
A brief rest.
Adellian is examining Michelle’s injuries and using healing magic.
“To dodge all vital points while taking such attacks. Incredible.”
A state where the word ‘butchered’ fits.
“Still, she lost too much blood. It seems difficult for her to wake up soon.”
I know. Being alive and not dead is a miracle itself.
Damn it.
I should have stopped her actively. While knowing Michelle was at a disadvantage…….
“Ma, Maxim.”
“I should have cut it off in the middle.”
“It happened in an instant. You couldn’t have done anything either.”
“……From the start, I shouldn’t have let her…….”
Adellian shook her head. It seemed to say that was an action disregarding Michelle.
I know. But I should have. I should have discarded the thought of ‘what if’. I should have discarded the complacent thought that maybe Michelle’s power might work against the Dwight I saw before, to check the real ability she possesses.
Clatter!
Odekerkh entered the waiting room, breathing roughly.
“Mi, Michelle is?”
“Recovering.”
Hearing the answer, Odekerkh breathed deeply as if relieved. He quietly approached the sleeping Michelle.
“I, I heard. That she, almost died.”
I bit my lip and nodded.
Odekerkh frowned and swallowed a groan.
All of us in the waiting room didn’t say a word.
“What do you plan to do?”
The first to open her mouth was Adellian. Her gaze was directed at me, precisely at my fist.
I had clenched my fist without realizing it.
“The end is decided.”
His ruin. There is nothing else.
***
Arena waiting seat, Dwight took a spot to watch the semifinals.
Just in time, the 3rd Queen visited Dwight. She took out a healing potion and held it out to Dwight.
“Unlike you, you were excited.”
“I wasn’t excited. Just that a warning was needed.”
“To Maxim? For just that thing.”
“Didn’t you teach me to cut it off if a nothing raises its head?”
At Dwight’s words, the 3rd Queen smiled.
“Right. This mother taught our son so. You are doing well.”
“There won’t be anything to disappoint you.”
The 3rd Queen nodded and neatly arranged Dwight’s disheveled hair.
Dwight drank the healing potion and looked at Louis I sitting in the upper seat of the arena. He was sipping wine with an indifferent face.
“How is His Majesty viewing this?”
“He is a human who only gets excited when holding a young girl. No need to care.”
“We must care. Today is the day to announce to the world that the one who saved the country is the 3rd Prince, Dwight, me. I must surely win His Majesty’s heart at that spot. Only then will that seat become mine, won’t it?”
The 3rd Queen, meeting Dwight’s gaze, gently stroked his face.
“Do not be impatient. Soon, when the time comes, it will be you. Because this mother is preparing it so. You just have to stay without getting hurt. Understand?”
Dwight swallowed a breath and nodded. However, he didn’t agree with the 3rd Queen’s words in the slightest.
‘I can’t wait indefinitely. Because Father plans to pass the throne to Anton.’
What made Dwight anxious was also the voices of the nobles toward the 1st Prince, Anton.
There was no one who spoke badly of Anton. Even if the 3rd Queen manipulated public opinion, it was only for that moment. Anton reversed the situation with his own power as if to show off. Such things piled up one by one, solidifying Anton’s position. The reason Louis I can go around with peace of mind even now is because Anton exists.
‘Because the one handling state affairs is also Anton.’
So, today’s match was very important to Dwight. Because he intends to organize things according to his plan and then get his hands on military rights.
‘Once I get military rights, the rest is nothing.’
If he holds military power, it is easy to pressure Anton. Even if one handles law and administration, power comes from military authority.
‘I just have to coax him moderately and receive the abdication.’
If Anton refuses to step down on his own, he can just start a revolution.
‘As for the justification, I can attach whatever.’
That was also why he left Uresra’s espionage activities alone. Just say that enemy spies came deep into the nation, but Anton couldn’t even grasp it, so all top secrets were stolen.
That much is a very excellent justification.
“It’s starting.”
Like the 3rd Queen’s words, Maxim and Egbaldo are entering the arena.
“Who do you think will win?”
“We’ll have to see.”
“Didn’t you gauge it to some extent?”
Dwight thought Maxim would win. But he didn’t say this. It was out of consideration for the 3rd Queen who extremely hated Maxim.
“Their tendencies are so different, I can’t say.”
“Maxim’s skills must have improved quite a bit?”
“Think of it in reverse. That everyone is terrible.”
At Dwight’s words, the 3rd Queen laughed heartily. But that laughter didn’t last long.
“That child called Egbaldo, didn’t they say he is the descendant of the Fist King?”
Dwight swallowed a deep breath and nodded.
“But…… the one collapsed right now is Egbaldo…… right?”
“It looks like that to me too.”
After two exchanges of offense and defense, Egbaldo was caught by Maxim and slammed into the ground. Although he didn’t lose the match, it was clear he took significant damage.
‘Come up making it even noisier. So that the end is magnificent.’
Dwight’s eyes sparkled.
***
“Egbaldo! Egbaldo! Egbaldo!”
Is it because of the reputation as the descendant of the Fist King? The cheers of the spectators are unusual.
Egbaldo accepted this as natural and loosened the muscles of his arms and legs.
“I hoped to meet in the finals, but it’s a pity.”
“You intended to go up to the finals? After beating up Dwight?”
“……Whoever it is, I only do my best.”
“You mean you’ll do your best to make me into pulp?”
“D, duels are originally all like that.”
Seeing him get flustered at a bland joke, he seems to have a stiff personality.
“I don’t have much time. So I’d like to end this quickly, what do you think?”
Egbaldo blinked his eyes reacting as if asking what on earth I was talking about.
“There is someone waiting in the finals. I have a lot to say to that bastard.”
Egbaldo scoffed. Talking about the finals when he is in front, it seems he finds it absurd.
He could. But soon he will know that it is not so.
“No need to distinguish order. I’m going in first. Is that okay?”
“You look like a girl, but your actions are the complete opposite. As you wish.”
With the referee’s signal announcing the start of the match, I grabbed Dawn and threw my body.
Egbaldo rotated his mana circle and imbued the power of wind into his gloves and shoes.
Kaboom!
“Urgh!”
Egbaldo, who blocked Dawn by throwing a punch, crumpled his face. He must have thought it was just an ordinary slash. He pulled his body and swung his remaining fist with all his might.
Whoosh!
He aimed for the face too honestly, so I couldn’t just get hit. It’s not like I’m an idiot.
Clang-clang-clang!
Dawn, leaving a line on the floor, created a strong wind and aimed for Egbaldo’s waist.
Egbaldo threw his body and extended his leg. This time his intention was to crush my left shoulder.
“Predictable.”
I let go of Dawn and gathered mana in both hands. Then, watching Egbaldo’s kick, I positioned my hands.
“What?”
Egbaldo, whose leg was caught, widened his eyes. Bewilderment filled his face. He twisted his body and tried to change the ensuing situation. If so, there is one thing to tell him.
“Too late.”
Bang!
Egbaldo, smashed into the floor, let out a pain-mixed sound, “Keuhuk!” for the first time in the tournament.
An additional hit is needed here.
I twisted my body and aimed for Egbaldo’s solar plexus with my heel.
“Oh, shit!”
Egbaldo rolled and rolled on the floor.
“Wow, oh my.”
“The mighty Egbaldo is crawling on the floor.”
“Hey, hey, hey. He’s rolling. Like a dog.”
Ridicule toward Egbaldo bloomed here and there from the spectators.
Hearing this, Egbaldo’s face flushed red.
“To humiliate me. This price, surely…….”
“No intention of paying.”
“Huh?”
“It’s not that I humiliated you, but that you acted stupidly. So whether it’s a price or whatever, I have no intention of paying.”
Egbaldo ground his teeth and clenched his fist.
I picked up Dawn which I had thrown and opened my palm toward Egbaldo.
“What is it?”
As an answer to the question, I folded all my fingers. And unfolded only the index finger.
“Use your strongest technique. To end it in exactly one go.”
“It is unsightly to be arrogant just because you countered once.”
“Whether it’s unsightly or whatever, it’s all fine, so try using what you do best!”
Egbaldo repeatedly let out hollow laughs. Then he hardened his face and raised his killing intent in his eyes to the max.
“Do you think you can win if we clash with ultimate moves?”
“Not clash, just use it.”
Egbaldo looked at me as if I were a crazy guy.
A sigh came out naturally. I thought he would roughly understand after exchanging fists about two times.
‘No matter how great, a cadet is a cadet.’
Grinding his teeth needlessly without even grasping what level the opponent is.
“The current you is no match for me. So don’t drag time and use it quickly. If you don’t want to die.”
Egbaldo’s eyes grew more than twice as big.
“Fine! I will separate your flesh from your bones!”
His mana circle emitted intense light. White and blue mixed dizzily.
Murderous intent is contained in the wind exuding from Egbaldo. The mind to kill, not to hit, reflected on his face.
“Wind God Shadowless Fist !”
The wind that was spewing out stopped.
Crunch!
I was crushed into the floor.
There is no change in Egbaldo who assumed a thrusting stance.
At that moment.
Kaboom!
A storm-like momentum covered me and stretched out to the spectator seats.
Stones paving the floor were pushed by the power and stuck into the wall! Thud! Thud!
“Uaaah!”
“Ugh!”
“Aaaack!”
Some spectators who couldn’t withstand the power of the wind screamed. Among them, there were those who lost consciousness.
‘So this is the ultimate move.’
A barrier is installed in front of the spectator seats. So moderate power cannot cause damage to the spectator seats.
The descendant of the Fist King was different indeed. Though he’s just a muscle mass who throws punches.
I stared at Egbaldo while gripping Dawn.
Vroom!
Between the splitting Wind God Shadowless Fist, the deep blade of Dawn revealed itself.
“No way?”
“He’s standing perfectly fine after taking such an attack?”
“A monster. A complete monster.”
“Wow, fuck. That makes no sense.”
The spectator seats buzzed.
Egbaldo’s pupils shook severely.
“W, what on earth?”
Instead of answering, I smiled brightly and corrected my stance.
Egbaldo’s breathing became increasingly rough. Bewilderment was also felt from his face.
Having faced emptiness after an attack unleashed with all his might, it is understandable.
“How about it, want to do more?”
“…….”
Egbaldo dropped his head. His shoulders were trembling. The fist he had clenched was uncurled at some point. The belligerent spirit had also completely disappeared. The confidence that he could break any existence he met had broken.
Silence came to the arena.
The spectators, the referee, and even the wind didn’t make a sound.
“……Phew.”
Egbaldo lifted his head. He looked at me with an upright posture.
“I lost.”
A calm voice spread to every corner of the arena.
“The finalist is Maxim Caesar!”
Along with the referee’s shout, the spectators’ cheers burst out.
I smiled and turned my body toward the waiting room where Dwight would be.
Now, this is the final. What will you bring out?