Chapter 106
Chapter 106
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 106
Chapter Title: 11. Not a Legend, But a Legend (10)
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# 106
#11 Their Circumstances: Lisenn de Roa's Circumstances.
Suddenly, something started to piss me off.
And the face of that damn bastard Nerkia, the source of it, kept spinning around in my head.
‘Huh? It doesn’t really register coming from a solo with no girlfriend?’
‘If night self-study gets canceled, I gotta spend some sweet time with my lover~’
‘Huh? Should I ask my girlfriend to introduce you to someone? Though, no guarantees she’d become your girlfriend!’
‘Hahaha!’
I’d never actually heard those words from Nerkia, but they kept echoing in my mind in his voice, grinding my teeth so hard they squeaked. But right now, I had to deal with the enemy in front of me.
“Trying to kill someone over some outdated grudge from ages agooo!”
“No need to bother with her, right?”
For some reason, a small girl in a Marsis uniform was swinging her sword at the lady of House Nermia, who was our opponent.
She was a student I’d never seen before, but it was a strike fast enough that the lady of House Nermia had to roll on the ground to dodge it.
I voiced the thought that came to me as I watched her—a Marsis student not using a single spell, wielding only her sword.
“Hey, I suddenly really wanna go kill Nerkia quick. And look, the obstacle’s getting stabbed up by our allies. Let’s rush over, kill just Nerkia, and bail.”
The others nodded in agreement with my words.
“Yeah, I suddenly wanna kill Nerkia too.”
“Looks like I’m not the only one suddenly filled with murderous intent toward the president.”
“This must be the will of the gods. They’ve united our hearts to deliver righteous judgment upon Nerkia.”
“Yeah, this is a divine revelation. Nerkia’s a rebel against the gods themselves! So he deserves to die.”
We were all in agreement.
With the lady of House Nermia screaming and dodging swords off to the side, it was clear she wouldn’t be bothering us for a while.
“Alright, let’s go!”
At my signal, we all started dashing toward Lady Aris using our summons for speed.
Those who couldn’t summon rode with others who could.
So, what do we do when we reach Nerkia?
-Kill him, obviously. Loki, got anything suitable?
-Hmm… From what I know, it’s an ancient tradition to use a death spear on couples, right?
Death spear… death spear…
What was this resonance stirring my soul?
As the ancients said, there’s always good reason behind their words.
And this “death spear” was resonating deep in my soul.
Yeah, let’s stab that Nerkia bastard with a death spear!
-No bamboo around here, though. Got anything similar?
-Huh? Similar… Oh, there is something kinda like that…
-What is it?
-Well… To make a long story short, there was this kid, the son of a friend, who bragged like crazy.
-What, suddenly an old tale?
-It’ll be quick, so listen. Anyway, the kid boasted that his mom had gotten everything in the world to swear not to harm him.
-And?
-He was so annoying, I wondered how to wipe that smug look off his face. Then I got some premium intel: he hadn’t gotten a vow from a little winter shoot.
-Did you kill him with that?
-Yeah, I slipped it to his little brother and had him do the deed. Killing the god of immortality with that little winter shoot branch gave it the power of a god-slaying weapon. Thus was born the god-slaying spear, Mistilteinn!
The moment I heard it, I knew: this is it!
A god-slaying spear that even killed the immortal god!
Awesome—total equality in one hit for anyone!
-That’s the one! Gimme!
-Alright, it’s not bamboo, but it’s a wooden spear, so similar vibe.
Grabbing Mistilteinn that Loki summoned, I broke into a full sprint—and soon spotted Nerkia.
“Die, Nerkiaaa!”
A javelin throw at top speed, with all my strength!
-Stupid fool, didn’t they teach you to stay quiet during ambushes at the academy?
-Ah?!
But my perfect throw was ruined by my own scream-like shout alerting him to the attack.
And of course, Nerkia dodged my full-power death spear.
#12 Their Circumstances: A Certain Student Council President’s Circumstances.
I saw a wooden twig flying at me fast.
It looked a bit pointy, but it was way too thin.
A twig so flimsy I doubted it could even scratch me.
But for some reason, my instincts screamed to dodge it.
“Since Lisenn threw it…”
No harm in being cautious…
I dodged the twig.
BOOOOOOM!
A building behind me “vanished.”
“Huh?”
“Uh?”
“What?”
The sound was so unreal for something that tiny twig supposedly produced that even I, Lady Aris, and Riduan—who reeked of black-hearted vibes—couldn’t help turning our heads.
“Hey, Lady Aris. Wasn’t there a building behind me?”
“There was.”
“Yeah, there was.”
“Right? Where’d it go…”
Staring at the spot with no trace of the building, I spotted the twig that had flown at me earlier.
A slender twig that’d snap if I flicked it.
Did Lisenn infuse it with mana for that effect?
Impossible, obviously.
No twig could withstand that density of mana, and even if it could, only swordmasters or archmages could control it to vaporize just the building so cleanly.
And that’s with the condition of leaving the twig undamaged—doubt even a dragon could pull it off!
“So that means that twig was some insane artifact… and Lisenn was seriously trying to kill me?!”
“Damn, you survived after all. Why ask something so obvious?”
Lisenn clicked his tongue, his face genuinely crestfallen.
“Even with Imperial Tournament magic protections, there are limits, you know? That just blew right past them.”
“Of course! Even if it doesn’t look like much, it’s the god-slaying spear that killed an immortal god! A special death spear I summoned just to kill you!”
“You bragging?!”
Death spear. What a ridiculously ominous name.
Felt like one hit and I’d drop dead.
No, I’d already seen its power.
One hit from that, and I’d transcend death—erased from the mortal realm.
“So just take it and die already!”
“You’d take it?!”
He was dead serious.
This bastard was genuinely trying to kill me.
Like staring into roaring flames—that inexplicable rage.
Seeing it, Riduan smirked and poured oil on the fire.
“Lisenn, did you know? It’s ‘them,’ plural.”
“What is?”
“Girlfriends, plural.”
“So what.”
“Raise your hand. Yeah, like that. Now spread all your fingers. Perfect, that’s it.”
Lisenn stared at his splayed hand in confusion, and Riduan smirked.
“That’s how many girlfriends Nerkia has.”
“Fine, you’re getting the summary execution. Nerkia!”
Somehow, a small twig was back in Lisenn’s hand.
I whipped my head around—the twig from the wall-vaporizing spot was gone.
“Wait, hear my defense!”
“Shut it, enemy of men! Face righteous judgment!”
“Crazy bastard!”
I threw myself aside to dodge the incoming twig.
This time, where it stabbed the ground left a small hole too deep to see the bottom.
Alright. Now I’ve got no choice.
“O King, smite him down!”
“I don’t wanna get involved in this crap, but… whoa, even I’m in danger here!”
Even the Lightning Spirit King freaked out and dodged as the twig flew.
I instantly threw up a wind barrier with the wind spirit, raised an earth wall with the earth spirit—but the twig pierced through without resistance!
“Urk?!”
Barely dodging, I seized the opening to attack Lisenn via the Spirit King, and Lady Aris’s sword aura came flying in.
“Forget you’ve been fighting me this whole time, President?!”
“I’m in a life-or-death crisis right now—can’t you cut me some slack?!”
I rolled on the ground to dodge the incoming sword aura.
At the same time, I used the earth spirit to tilt the terrain, springing up into position.
“Fine, I’ll forgive you betraying the academy as student council president.”
The sword aura from Lady Aris’s blade started to dwindle.
“Yes, thank you. Lady Ar…”
“But having a girlfriend all to yourself? Unforgivable, you foe of women!”
“Damn, you’re a solo too, Lady?!”
But then, with her enraged shout, the shrinking sword aura exploded back to life.
“Retia Style, Secret Technique. Army Breaker.”
Lady Aris’s dual blades began a dazzling dance.
One layer, two layers, three layers.
The overlapping sword auras surged like waves.
“Isn’t this overkill?!”
“It’s an attack to shatter an army single-handed! You’ve got a legion of spirits, so I’m using an army-breaker attack!”
Damn, Lady Aris had gone full Lisenn-mode too.
Back at freshman orientation, she’d embodied the prestige of the Retia Marquis House perfectly—dignified and elegant…
Now, not a trace of that remained!
But first, I had to survive!
“O Earth!”
Blocking sword aura with pure spirit power was impossible without a king-class spirit.
And right now, the Lightning Spirit King was maxed out just checking Lisenn.
So no choice but to evade the sword aura waves!
‘All I can do… is trust in you all!’
Earth walls rose only to be shredded by sword aura.
But I wasn’t just making earth walls.
Not casting earth magic with spirit power—but shoving the earth itself up to form spikes.
In other words, pushing away the soil beneath me.
“Die!”
With Lady Aris’s sharp cry, the sword aura waves crashed toward me.
By the way… if this hits, I’m really dead. No intervention from the Imperial Tournament side?
“Hup!”
I slid down the ground—and a deep burrow awaited.
KABOOM!
An explosion roared overhead!
The sword aura storm that would’ve left no scraps of my body ended, but I didn’t poke my head out.
“It over?”
“Crazy, didn’t Professor Niserwin say that’s the #1 phrase you don’t say in a ‘you’re probably dead’ situation?!”
“Damn, Nerkia took a revival spell. He’s not dead!”
From the commotion above, seems Lisenn brought more people.
“Where…”
I used the earth spirit to shape a human-like dirt golem and tossed it out the hole.
Thud.
“Damn, a fake?”
It fell with a light sound—the head of the dirt golem.
Riduan’s rage-spreading, or their pure fury?
Didn’t matter.
They were seriously trying to kill me just because I had girlfriends.
“Gotta bail.”
This area was crawling with killers.
God-slaying twig, Swordmaster.
Emotion-fueled Spirit King, Yuglasia-trained summoners—all gunning for me.
One Spirit King contract can’t handle this!
Need contracts with a majority of the four great spirits to escape this death zone!
“Burrow. Burrowing’s the only way.”
I heard the Spirit King’s voice—even dodging Lisenn was getting tough now.
If the Spirit King unsummons, I’m dead for sure till I resummon.
So I poured max mana into the earth spirit to dig fast…
“A hole! The president’s in the hole!”
“Don’t rush in—could be a trap.”
“Water! Think back to day one match! Anyone who can summon water spirit?”
“These lunatics for real!”
Water filled faster than I could dig.
Started as wet pant cuffs, now flooding my shirt.
“Buried alive, then drowned?!”
After a desperate flight for my life, I barely escaped mortal danger by fleeing to the Arsia students’ area.
“Die!”
“Think you’re all that ’cause you’re seniors?!”
It was a total madhouse.