Chapter 100
Chapter 100
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: Not a Legend, but a Legend (4)
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[Arsia Academy's... Vice President, Arieta Rule Meire! I love you so much!]
"Aggro's pulled perfectly."
"Yeah..."
We were hastily grabbing a video magic device to watch the Imperial Tournament from our secret hideout when the public confession popped up.
I'd seen public confessions like this occasionally in my past life, but this was my first time here.
In high society, a public proposal gets talked about endlessly by nobles whether it succeeds or fails.
What hero would endure that kind of embarrassment to confess publicly?
"So in that sense, the president is a hero?"
"Yeah, a hero. An utterly shameless hero!"
Or maybe a hero who'd surrendered to the wicked great demon, Sopat!
"If he gets rejected, the president will be so pitiful..."
"Yeah, but he will get rejected. It's not just anywhere—it's Arsia, the place he wrecked the day before. And the target is the student council vice president. A love that can never be."
But that's exactly what makes it burn brighter.
Why was Romeo and Juliet so tragic?
Why do Korean soap operas always reveal that the lover is the child of their parents' enemy?
Because love grows more precious the more obstacles and hardships it faces!
So Nerkia's confession was obviously doomed to rejection, but that meant it'd spread with all sorts of stories attached...
[Ugh... Y-Yeah, Nerkia... What are you saying... It's embarrassing...]
"What?"
"What is it?"
But Arsia Academy's vice president, the recipient, was blushing and at a complete loss.
Anyone could see her expression was that of a girl in love.
Her shy, flushed face unable to look straight at him...
"Damn it."
I found myself automatically reaching for a death spear.
What the hell is this?
"Master. Even if you're a loser who can't even get married, making that irritated face just because your student has a girlfriend is pathetic."
"No, it's not because I don't have a girlfriend! I've gotten confessions a few times myself!"
"Ar's question time! Does Master want to date any of those who confessed?"
"They weren't people I could date?"
"That's why Master's a loser!"
"Can't deny it!"
Overwhelmed by defeat, I slumped in despair.
Why won't any normal girls approach me in this life!
"No normal girl would approach someone who spent over half his life in an evil organization. Even if one did, she'd be lucky not to get backstabbed during a mission."
"Was that the problem?!"
Damn, I thought Howling was the best job ever, but it was sabotaging my love life?
Come to think of it, the princess, Sia, that crazy high elf...
All women I met while working at Howling.
All Howling's fault... no, Howling's fault! This is all Howling's fault!
Good riddance, Howling!
"You always deny that Howling went down because of you, Master."
"An evil organization that sabotages its members' love lives deserves to crash and burn!"
In some hero manga I hated, the evil boss encouraged his minions' romances, but Howling interfered. Good riddance.
"The Howling boss is probably haunting you from the afterlife, feeling wronged..."
Ignoring Sopat's mutter beside me, I looked back at the video, but Nerkia and Arsia's vice president's lovey-dovey act had reached unbearable levels.
[Nerkia... But we're enemies. Fate decrees we must fight!]
[Why... Why must we have such a tragic fate...]
[It's okay, Nerkia. We're both responsible for our academies... So we have no choice... If you go easy on us... I'll get mad?]
[Yeah, Ari. Me too... Gah!]
[Damn it, cut it out, you bastard!]
And that lovey-dovey nonsense ended with Lisen's attack flying in like he couldn't stand to watch.
Well done, Lisen!
Next time he has to take a hit from Sopat, I'll tell her to go easy by three blows!
[Urk, what the hell... Gurk?]
[Die, die, die!]
[Flirting with the enemy?]
[This is absolutely not jealousy, just waking up our dumb president who can't tell friend from foe!]
Starting with Lisen, Nerkia got pummeled by the other male students' flashy combo.
It looked just like a group in black cloaks marked FFF.
The difference? The female students quickly blocking the view of the academy violence.
[H-Hold on! What are you doing to Nerkia!]
[Arieta, that's their academy's problem. Not something we can interfere with.]
[Right. Yuglasia has its own rules.]
[You think they're actually going to kill their own student council president?]
Arsia's vice president tried to stop the other students stepping on Nerkia with a panicked look, but Arsia's other students shook their heads and held her back.
But from their expressions, they seemed satisfied watching Nerkia get beaten, so you could say Arsia and Yuglasia had reconciled through this one couple.
Solo squads exist everywhere!
[T-This is your idea, Lisen! You said this was best!]
[Yeah, it was great. My genius brain drew all eyes as predicted! But it should end after one round—how long are you gonna keep salting us?!]
And so Lisen's wrathful kicks continued until the match ended.
[Y-Yuglasia wins?!]
Unfortunately, victory didn't take long!
#4 Their Circumstances: Lisen de Roa's Circumstances
"What?!"
Arsia Academy's student council president, who had been leisurely watching the academy violence through the crowd's barrier, wore a shocked expression.
Savoring his dumb look, I flashed a victorious grin amid the stunned Yuglasia students.
"Hahaha! You idiots! That's high-level strategy for you! The moment this guy drew your attention, I snuck in stealth specialists and snatched all the flags!"
This match was a large-scale variant of day two's flag battle.
Sure, extra rules were added, but the win condition—capturing flags—remained the same.
So when our damned president asked that morning how to draw attention for his survival, I came up with this plan on the spot.
"Thanks to our lovable president's confession, you were all distracted while the match already started! Refs entered, start time passed long ago! But thanks to him, none of you noticed our academy's moves!"
The one I secretly sent was a divine contractor.
If I vanished, someone might notice, so I only tasked Lady Syr Lil Reia—Lady Aris's friend, whom I'd consider as my successor if personalities matched—with the mission.
"This is the power of the divine Hermes! You've already lost!"
Loki said Hermes was a god whose speed rivaled his own.
He grants shoes for flying at blinding speeds like Loki's, and crucially, Hermes is also the god of thieves.
What a perfect successor!
But sadly, she's just a normal noble lady.
Yuglasia's traditions and history demand a single heir.
Too weak yet to lead the gentlemen and ladies' gatherings.
I want to pass on my customer networks and info webs—the generous No., er, patrons who buy my goods—but would a normal noble lady go for that?
So I'm doing my best as a senior to lead her astray... no, dye her dark... no, guide her properly!
In that situation, this plan to backstab everyone... no, to claim quiet victory was perfect as planned!
It should've ended there, but our damned president's salting sparked a new idea!
"Yes, all this... was the idea of our great Yuglasia president, Nerkia! You were just used, Arsia vice president!"
[Wai—mmph!]
I knew the president would jump out at those words.
So I stomped his face—precisely his mouth.
'Got it?'
'Lisen, you...'
'Scary guy.'
'But the president crossed the line.'
'Yeah, let's make him walk the solo path like us!'
The other students nodded at my glance.
Yuglasia students' telepathic eye-contact skills shone when needed.
"Kuhahaha! As if he'd confess publicly here!"
"Right, it was all our president's strategy! He made himself the target to fool you!"
"He'll do anything for victory—that's Yuglasia's strongest, worst student council president, Nerkia!"
"R-Rea... lly?"
Tears like chicken droppings streamed from Arsia's vice president, who had been salting us with the president moments ago.
[A... ugh... This... argh!]
I couldn't see, but Nerkia tried lifting his head at her choked sobs—we wouldn't allow it.
-Go, Loki.
-Wow, insane. I swear, you're the first of my contractors to use possession for crap like this.
-But it's fun, right?
-Yeah, yeah! I hated that couple's salting too! I'll help, contractor!
I used Loki's possession—untouched in this Imperial Tournament—just to break up a couple.
"Yeah, that's right. Truth is, this was all my scheme."
[Sob... I was... so happy... really... so happy!]
"Sorry, but I'm Yuglasia's student council president. A bad man who'll toy with your heart for victory—Nerkia!"
No mouth moves. But the voice comes out.
Perfectly Nerkia's voice!
-This is the power of I, Loki, who bends even gods with my tongue!
-Perfect, my summon!
"Nerkia... Where are you! Show yourself! Say it to my face... tell me it's true!"
"Sorry, even if I'm a bad man... I can't see you like this."
My tongue—no, Loki's tongue—spoke smoothly, oiled to perfection.
"Crazy, this is all a... guh!"
The president tried shoving past the blockers with superhuman strength, only to crumple from the technique and get pummeled again.
The vice president, Karen, had honed her martial arts blocking me.
Her instant ground-pound was artistic.
'Over. Mine.'
'Yup!'
Our eyes met; the vice president's killing glare slashed her own throat.
Come to think of it, she's solo too. Lifelong solo.
Thanks to the president's AOE aggro, I gained a trusty comrade despite being enemies usually. I asked Loki to finish.
"Sorry, Arieta."
"Nerkia? Show your face! Now! Or... it's really over!"
"Ughhh!"
Her voice dripped despair, resentment toward men, mixed with the president's muffled screams—but a few casters silenced it with soundproofing magic.
"Sorry..."
A lingering voice.
From my throat, yet it felt truly like the president speaking.
"Liar."
She collapsed to her knees, sobbing pitifully. But one couple down, two new solos born.
Or so I thought.
The next day, I realized my thinking was too shallow.
That he was a Yuglasia student... in the top position, student council president.
And that he'd skipped night self-study before me—the first pioneer!
In other words, he pretended normal but was crazier than anyone at Yuglasia!
On the Imperial Tournament's final day, we felt it to our bones.
"Come at us, Yuglasia!"
As we watched the student council president—who betrayed Yuglasia and turned enemy.