Chapter 89
Chapter 89
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 89
Chapter Title: 10. I Came, I Saw, I Won (5)
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# 89
#10 Their Side: The Situation at a Certain Clinic.
“It's bad….”
“Really bad….”
“Kids these days are no joke.”
At one of the Imperial Tournament's clinics.
The recovery mages and healers from the temple turned pale as they watched the injured students popping out from a special magic circle, and they immediately began treatment.
“Gaaah!”
“H-Hang in there! Your descendants can still be saved!”
“Yeah! They haven't shattered yet! They haven't shattered!”
Seeing about ten male students clutching their groins, the treatment staff—fellow men feeling a sense of solidarity—poured all their mana into desperately trying to heal their posterity.
“Ah, another one… Huh?”
“Rampage? Students are suddenly bursting out?”
“No, they're all unconscious…. And soaked!”
“Grab towels quick! Five now… no, seven, ten? It's still increasing? Just bring all the towels!”
The flustered healers, watching the magic circle continuously spewing light and people, eventually gathered even the staff from nearby recovery stations to start treating the injured.
“Hm? Wait. There are people in black clothes mixed in with the students?”
“Yeah? And their conditions are especially severe. Did the magic not activate properly?”
“No magic tools for retrieving the injured?”
As the healers began investigating the black-clad individuals.
“Wait, this is an anti-empire army insignia?”
“Huh? This one too!”
“This guy's got one too! These guys are all anti-empire army!”
“Someone go call the guards! Oh, knights if you see any!”
“Jackpot! 30 gold per anti-empire soldier! This'll be more lucrative than that Imperial Tournament bet we made!”
“Hey, didn't you quit gambling?”
“Ah, it's a secret from the wife?”
They pocketed a hefty bounty!
#11 Their Side: A Certain Student's Situation.
“What is this….”
“What do you mean? It's a wave!”
The junior next to me shouts in response to my mutter.
A rapidly rushing current.
Other students screaming as they're swept away.
I have no idea why water's flooding the labyrinth, but one thing's clear.
“We're screwed.”
“Don't give up, do something!”
Even as he's swept away by the current, the guy's yelling energetically.
“As the old saying goes, 'a married couple's fight is like chopping water with a sword.'”
“Why bring that up now, senior?!”
“It means fighting between spouses is pointless. They expressed it as chopping water with a sword.”
“I know that… glub!”
Kids these days are impressive.
Opening his mouth even as water floods in.
Either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid.
“In other words, whether it's Marsis, Yuglasia, or Mercadia, there's nothing a sword guy like me can do against this!”
“Damn, this senior's wrong!”
Hahaha! Trying to teach him the life truth that laughing and giving up makes it easier, but the fresh-faced junior just doesn't get it.
“I won't give up for Arsia's victory… guh?!”
“Ah, sorry!”
But that spirited voice suddenly went silent after a Yuglasia girl on a massive shark slammed into him at high speed.
“Junior? Junior! You dead?”
The junior, flung far away, never resurfaced.
Well, injured get auto-summoned out, so he's not dead.
“Anyway, I wanna get summoned out quick too….”
Time passes, the current and water level dropping bit by bit, but I don't see me doing anything about it.
“Ahh~ I can tell the president's freaking out.”
Seeing another Yuglasia student on a turtle pass by, it was clear who pulled off this madness.
In short, Yuglasia's winning this match.
If the president—who's had a crush on the vice president—loses to Yuglasia, what kinda fit will he throw at me….
But in the end, I didn't hear a peep from the president.
Because that day, Yuglasia swept first in every event.
***
[What is this?]
[Bringing such an absurd strategy!]
The walls shattered, water poured in.
90 students squeezing every drop of mana to summon massive amounts of water.
The moment the ultra-compressed water was released, a ferocious tsunami began sweeping through the labyrinth.
“Truly… an absurd strategy… Impressive, Professor Niserwin.”
“It's thanks to Professor Muam's lessons that our students understand water so well.”
This is all thanks to Professor Muam too.
The guy who's battled the Water Spirit King countless times even learned to swim in the water prison created by the Water Spirit King using mana.
Our Yuglasia students are the type who could swim the River Styx of hell itself!
We had to capitalize on their strengths, but the Imperial Tournament had no underwater battles.
Damn it, in typical light novels, they always throw in swimsuit scenes to hook male readers!
The golden illustrator's touch!
In color pages! Two whole pages!
But reality has none of that! No way there's an event stripping nobles!
So I suggested sweeping them all away with water like the Battle of Salamis, and the results were most satisfying.
[Aaah! Labyrinth cleared already! First place goes to Yuglasia, naturally!]
[Second place arrives, Yuglasia again!]
[Wait, are any non-Yuglasia students even alive?]
[Labyrinth overseers say everyone's recovering at the clinics.]
Riding the tsunami created by 90 students, a few rode fast-swimming summons toward the exit as the water drained.
A simple, practical method to snag first!
“With this, the winners of today's five events are all confirmed.”
“Yes, all ours.”
You never know till the last day, but sweeping every event on day one is worth celebrating—yet the professors' reactions were subdued.
No, some even seemed disappointed!
“The kids are underestimating their opponents.”
“Most of them are weak for real, but even so, that level of performance….”
“Disappointing.”
The number of events per person is limited.
So it's natural to save aces for must-win spots.
Even for low-score day-one events to seize initiative, each academy fielded their best, so some of our relatively weaker ones lost to others.
But that doesn't mean our students underperformed.
The opponents were just stronger.
“This won't do… Muam, if the kids keep this up, should I threaten them that even winning the empire won't end night self-study?”
“Want your life ended after the threat, Professor Harian?”
Just half a year of night self-study, and what more do they want?
-Why don't you get it, nya? This is all the academy environment the master created! Environment's gone mad, so professors are mad too, nya!
-Huh? I have no idea what you're talking about.
Where's another professor who worries about students like me? This guy's slandering me.
-Slander? It's fact! The ones who lost today are probably all getting chewed out! How hardcorified the kids got because of the master!
-Nah, no way….
There were crazy comebacks, kids who wore down stronger foes to exhaustion.
Every match showed full effort, so they'd punish losses outright?
Thinking that, I left the professors' tent and headed near the students'.
“Wanna die?”
““““““““““Sorry!””””””””””
-My words right?
Opening the tent, dozens of students were bowing heads to the ground, hands behind backs.
“Ah, Professor Niserwin.”
Even caught in this schoolyard bullying, one student council vice president, Karen, greeted me casually.
“What's this, Miss Karen?”
“Just giving a light reprimand to today's trash… no, losing students.”
Doesn't look light at all…. Even the military's not this harsh nowadays?
“So…. Please let me handle it. With matches tomorrow, it'd be too burdensome if you punished them directly, Professor Niserwin.”
No, I came to praise them for doing well, so why assume I'm here to punish?
-Because of the master's usual conduct!
-What conduct!
-Look at those anxious eyes from the head-bowing students! All terrified of the master!
-N-No way!
But those rough, uneasy glances gave me massive anxiety just watching.
Wh-What do I do?
-Th-Those eyes aren't on me, they're on you! Y-Yeah! No way they'd fear me like that!
-Don't make me laugh. If I'm a demon, you're treated as the Evil God's incarnation! No matter how I think, you're the bigger villain!
-I won't deny being a villain, but it's the result of giving my all as a professor!
-That result had students studying in hellgate mode! I, Arcadia, guarantee it! To students, master's scarier than the Evil God!
Me, hearing this from her!
“That's enough.”
“No, we're the trash who lost! We need more punishment!”
Staring at me with fearful eyes—what's with that?
Just like my disciples' eyes when the old org said training's over for the day?
What's so scary?
“Since you say so, I'll punish them diligently.”
Hm. Karen stepped up, but even as vice president, this looks bad.
No, especially because she's vice president.
If professors punish, it's loving whacks to do better, but students punishing students looks like internal injustice.
This is the imperial capital—parents could barge in anytime.
They claim they want it, but who believes that?
No, believing means admitting their kid's a total masochist—they won't want to.
No choice. For the academy's future, time to snap these self-punishing perverts back to sanity.
-Go, batmon!
-It's Ar time~
“Really? Such good hearts. Mind if I hand out the punishment, nya?”
“On second thought, we fought well.”
“Yes, we gave our all, so this punishment's enough.”
“Yeah! Right!”
They lifted heads from the ground and bolted out fast. I waved the bat hand.
“If you lose tomorrow, it's real punishment from me, nya? I have good memory, you know? Remembered all your faces!”
“Uwooooh!”
“Training, it's training!”
“We'll win tomorrow even if we die! Win no matter what!”
The day's losers exited radiating bloodlust.
And the next day.
They brought Yuglasia an overwhelming victory.