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Victor’s case where he was falsely accused was settled quickly, but the one who is the most unhappy is probably Victor himself.
He was prepared to die, but he was acquitted during the trial and was released.
Victor, who was prepared to die, complained in the tavern that he had cleaned himself up and even shared his belongings with his friends and family.
However, it is also true that I saved his life.
That day, it was Victor who asked about me saying that he had to go to thank me.
He was like a fire dragon but with alcohol fuming him, before he came to my office, the library. Then, he slammed me against the wall.
My reaction to that is,
“I didn’t expect the day when I would experience a ‘kabedon’ from a man.” [T/N: 壁ドン or “Kabedon” or literally “Wall-‘slam’”, is when a someone, a man usually, would push a person, a woman sometimes, against a wall with an arm against a wall and the pusher’s body towering over the push-ee. Google-sensei has many of this scene. Why do I say “sometimes” and “usually”, you’ll figure it out if you look deeper. Teehee. *ehem GL/BL*]
Victor didn’t even crack a smile. He asked me with a hard stare.
“So Leon von Almarsh. Why did you help me?” (Victor)
“I’m hoping to make your sword mine, so I want to make you grateful.”
“You didn’t even come and contact me.” (Victor)
“I knew from a little scouting that you were rebellious, so I thought I would be refused if I went and see you.”
“… I see that you know everything about me.” (Victor)
“Yeah, I’ve observed a lot of different people. I’ve seen a lot of guys like you. It’s better to be patient and let them act on their own initiative than to ‘kabedon’ them”
“Maybe so. You know, I’ve been thinking about you for the past few days.” (Victor) [T/N: and the fujoshis came out from the dark corners of the internet and the fudanshis are watching from a far.]
Then, Victor replied self-mockingly
“… I finally found the courage to come here.” (Victor)
“It seems that you found courage from the bottle.”
“… I have now built the courage to thank you.” (Victor)
“Well, it’s probably hard because you’re so rebellious.”
I give Victor a note with a map.
“I’ll meet you here when I’m done with my work. I’ll show you something you might like and make you want to partner with me.”
“What kind of trick do you want to show? I’m not impressed with pretty illusions.” (Victor)
“But you have the power to identify what is ‘real’. If you think I am real, serve me. No, be a subordinate of my trustworthy princess.”
Victor is silent for a while and stares at me with suspicion. He is unsure of how to answer.
It seems that he is at a loss.
That’s right. He had a crappy superior, that captain. Someone would not easily believe after that.
I thought it wouldn’t be easy for him to make a decision, so I invited him to a military facility, a training center.
A training center is a facility where people train in the sword. Even non-military people can use the facility.
When I go to the arena area, I look around at the weapons hanging on the wall.
Watching me, Victor asks curiously.
“… I didn’t know, but have you practiced here?” (Victor)
“No way, I have never done it.”
“Then, what are we here for?” (Victor)
“There will be a duel here. With you.”
“What are you saying!?” (Victor)
“Well, I am surprised, did you not know my nickname?” (Victor)
“Is it the Demon God of the Tiger Division?”
“That’s right. I’ve defeated a lot of soldiers using my great sword. You can never win a duel against me.” (Victor)
“But if I win the duel, it will be easier for you to make a decision. You will become the Princess’ subordinate.”
“—you believe you can win?” (Victor)
“It’s natural. I will win and I will do it, because I believe I can.”
While I say that, I take the short sword that was leaning against the wall.
Seeing that, he asks me, a clear interest in his eyes.
“So you choose a short sword instead of a longsword. Why did you choose it instead of a longsword or another weapon?” (Victor)
“It’s a simple choice. It’s because I don’t know how to use swords. I chose a sword that even an amateur like me can handle easily.”
“That’s a wise decision. Except for choosing on challenging me.” (Victor)
Victor affirmed and he headed to the center of the arena. Looks like he’s willing to duel.
“I will not be taken in by your schemes. I will try to go easy on you. I’ll stop short of landing the blow, but don’t hold it against me if you die.” (Victor)
“Same here. I’m an amateur, so I can’t maneuver properly. Don’t complain if I land a hit.”
“You think an amateur can hit me?” (Victor)
Victor took out a coin from his coat. Flicking it with his finger, it made its descent towards the ground.
That signaled the start of our duel.
The Demon God Victor, whose nickname is derived from the fact that he wielded a great sword about the length of his body and swung it against enemy troops.
Normally, it is common sense to assume that a sword as huge as a person should make its wielder slow, but such common sense does not apply to the Demon God Victor.
With gale-like speed, he dashed towards me. Swings his big sword down as if he were swinging a thin twig.
I defended it with my short sword, but I was an amateur and as reason dictates, I could not withstand the first blow. However, I did.
The reason for this is, I used magic to enhance my reflexes and body. My body was enveloped by a pale aura and my eyes were glowing.
The other thing is I did not to receive the enemy’s attack, but I parried it.
No matter how much magic I use to enhance myself, I cannot receive a great sword using this short sword. It will be destroyed with just a single blow.
So, I received the attack from the great sword and avoided it by changing its trajectory.
Victor praised my judgment while seeing my tricks.
“That’s brilliant, especially for this duel.” (Victor)
“I know you would notice my magic, but I am surprised you are not reprimanding me?”
“Cats scratch, dogs bite, each has their own way of fighting.” (Victor)
“I see, so you are fine with magicians using magic.”
“Yes, but I won’t give you the time to chant.” (Victor)
While he declared his action, he moved and attacked in rapid succession.
Far from chanting, it was a continuous attack that didn’t even plan on giving me a chance to pause and think.
With such a wonderful technique, I wanted to have this man under me.
It’s probably the same with Victor, he is also willing to fight under me.
If he wins this duel, he will probably be happy to join me.
――However, it seems that he has no plan on making it easy for me.
If that is his intention, I would just have to do my best.
I’m going to try to create a small gap between him and me, using my own sword technique.
It only needed to be a small enough gap to cast a quick spell.
When I managed to make that gap, I made a fireball in my left hand and threw it at him.
Victor doesn’t even try to avoid the fireball but instead readies his great sword. He seems to be planning on cutting it in half with it.
I wanted to say that there was no way he could do such a monstrous thing, but I knew that this man would be able to pull it off.
In fact, Victor cleanly cut my fireball in half.
The fireball was divided into halves and exploded on his sides, and the sound of the explosion reverberates and flames scatter.
“Good job, Victor.”
“You too, instantly casting a spell without chanting.” (Victor)
“Oh, so you can slice flames, but can you slice ice?”
There was spear-shaped ice in my left hand, which I was already preparing for my second attack.
“An [Ice Spear] how clever.” (Victor)
“Because I am a magician, I have to be smart.”
I throw the [Ice Spear].
It has the same velocity as the [Fireball]. Victor might be able to avoid it, but he did not avoid it and also slashed at the ice spear.
My provocation seemed to work, but that will become the cause of his defeat.
The spear of ice was brilliantly cut in halves, but the spear of ice that is halved plunges into the still-burning flame.
Here I will show you the knowledge I learned in school when I was young, “What will happen when the ice melts?”
Of course, the answer is it turns into water. However, what happens if the water is heated further? It turns into steam.
The ice spear that plunged into the hot flames blocked Victor’s sigh when it immediately turned to steam in a blink of an eye.
In other words, since I was a magician, it gave me time to cast spells as much as I wanted.
That was something that you should never let the strongest magician ever do.
When I was hidden in the veil of steam, I carefully chant my spell.
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