Chapter 293
“Reinhardt? I heard he has supernatural powers?”
“It’s against the rules!”
“Are you screaming just now?”
“Oh, no. that. that is… … . sorry.”
Richard Howlman shouted out loud, then lowered his head.
Richard, who failed to win a single set in the quarterfinals, was very angry. By the time the opponent even strengthened their magical powers, they already had an intuition of defeat.
But the opponent didn’t even use it.
Pushed by some bizarre force, unintended gaps kept appearing, which resulted in defeat.
Lack of information about the opponent is also a mistake.
So I looked it up and found out, Reinhardt was a psychic in the first place.
That’s unfair.
Why did he, who had been training honestly and sweating, have to lose to such absurd and absurd things?
Richard Howlman was grinding his teeth with his eyes wide open.
Even if it wasn’t for superpowers, I won. could be trampled But those excuses were of no avail.
Richard Howlman was now in the dormitory of the Irazon class, one of the regular classes.
There were classmates and seniors gathered.
Even if it was a temple, it was currently the festival period, so it was quite lax in this and that, so they were sitting together in the dormitory and having a drink.
Compared to the royal class, it was lacking in many ways, but in the end, it was not overly cramped because it was a temple.
They were the kind of students who didn’t seem to be the axis of faithful temple life.
The senior who seemed to be the head of the meeting could have become the main character of the day if he did well, but in the end he met a variable named Reinhardt and filled Richard Howlman’s glass, who became the loser of the day.
-Jorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
“Anyway, should I keep my promise?”
“Oh that… … . Hey, promise?”
“Didn’t you decide to go to the crossdressing contest if you don’t advance to the semifinals?”
The reason why women’s dress up contests are always strangely successful.
It is because people who know each other use it as a penalty game. It’s because they’re doing something like a guillotine match among themselves, and they’re always full of contestants to mock the losers.
Those who are laughed at, those who want to be laughed at.
That’s why the participants of the women’s dress contest usually go out with this feeling.
Apparently not too long ago, Richard Howlman accepted a bet. Because of his self-confidence.
Of course, at the time, I didn’t think things would turn out like this.
Too much confidence can lead to anger.
Richard Howlman’s complexion became contemplative.
“Oh no! That, why would I do that!”
“I said that if you advance to the semifinals, I will go to the crossdressing contest? were you the other way around? Hey, has anyone here not heard that? Raise your hand if you have.”
The limit of laughter began.
No matter how hard Richard Howlman’s personality is, he doesn’t have the guts to touch his senior, but he’s a bitch to the point of putting a fist in the face of a guy who laughs recklessly here.
“Ah, I will do everything I ask you to do, so please… … .”
“Go to the dress up contest. I don’t want you except that. ”
The old man took a sip of his drink and exhaled. While Richard was at a loss, one of the first years muttered cautiously.
“Yeah, but wouldn’t that be the end of the application process?”
“!”
It took a while for Richard’s complexion to improve.
“Do I not know that? Hey, you can accept that even if you apply for it an hour before the competition.”
As if there was no corner to escape in the first place, the seniors giggled and all the other seniors seemed happy.
“If you had won, you would have been in big trouble! Did I really want to leave? know?”
in the first place.
The seniors already knew that it was impossible for the normal class to advance to the semifinals in a tournament where the special classes would obviously participate.
‘Reinhardt you swindler!’
Richard Howlman burned his hatred for Reinhardt, but he did not know in his dreams that they would meet again.
* * *
the second day after the start of the festival.
tuesday.
It was the day when the finals of the tournament by grade were held, and of course it was supposed to start with the first grade match.
Yesterday was also the finals, but in the end, today is the real exhaustion. That’s why the audience was much more today than yesterday, and literally the audience was bursting with laughter.
Maybe it’s because they didn’t want to be distracted, but today the kids just left me alone. But everyone will be sitting somewhere in the audience. Not only me, but Scarlett and Ludwig had also advanced, so all the first year royal class would be sitting in the audience just like yesterday.
In the end, the royal class or the Orbis class is a product of elitism. Does the fact that there is not a single person from the general class in the strongest race mean that elitism is right after all?
I’m not sure about that.
There is a high chance that he will meet Gladen Amorel in the finals. Ludwig seemed to have made up his mind on something, but it was only in special cases such as mine that will soon become power.
If you use Magical Enhancement against Scarlett, you must also use Magical Enhancement against Gladden Amorel in the upcoming finals.
For me, who is vulnerable to continuous battles, that is the worst situation. Even fainting would result in disqualification.
That’s why you can’t overdo it. Tournaments are ultimately for earning achievement points, and in the end, it is for me to become stronger.
There is nothing more absurd than earning achievement points and suffering irreversible internal injuries.
I’m never in a favorable position. He holds a powerful weapon called a double-edged sword, but if he misuses it, he will win the championship and even suffer internal injuries.
The semi-finals of the year 1 tournament under such circumstances, the first match.
-A semifinal match between Royal Class 1st year Scarlett and Royal Class 1st year Reinhardt. Start now!
-Wow!
With a shout, I stood across from a girl with blazing red hair and red eyes.
Armed with a longsword of the same style as mine. However, the blade is a bit shorter and lighter than mine. However, the difference in richness is not very significant.
I didn’t practice with Scarlet very often, but this semester we took swordsmanship classes together and practiced sparring quite a bit.
Scarlett is fast and agile, and uses swordsmanship based on excellent reflexes. It doesn’t try to fight for power, and it stabs the opponent’s loophole by shedding the opponent’s sword with excellent skills or changing the sword path at once through the movement of the wrist.
Based on solid basic skills, predict the opponent’s sword path and attack as if putting a counter there.
basic skills.
That’s absolutely not enough for me.
Ellen, who can do everything from basic skills to application, told me as if to summarize the main points, so they say that my current skills are not bad, but I did not slowly build them up from the bottom.
To put it bluntly, I am a student who only learned how to solve problems. In this situation, I have learned conclusion rather than theory that doing this is the answer.
On the other hand, Scarlett understands the theory perfectly, so she can understand all the problems created based on the theory.
It’s a problem that stems from the difference in absolute time invested in swordsmanship. That’s why I’m a person who shouldn’t be standing here.
If it wasn’t for Ellen, if it wasn’t for my psychic powers, if it wasn’t for my magic power enhancement, I wouldn’t be here.
But in the end, I stood here, and that’s why I have to deal with Scarlett, who has an overwhelming advantage over me in terms of actual skills.
One of the two main heroines in the original work, Scarlett, who had been bullied for being ominous, has now lost a lot of her lack of confidence.
In the original, Ludwig.
In the present, Charlotte led Scarlett.
Then, a red-haired girl looks at me.
“Reinhardt.”
“… … uh?”
Scarlett opened her mouth first before attacking.
The audience doesn’t hear our conversation.
“You are my idol.”
“… … what?”
I couldn’t help but be taken aback by the absurd sound.
But it wasn’t something I didn’t understand.
Scarlett and I, after all, had the background of being from the same street.
“I was afraid of being kicked out of the Temple, but you were always confident as if that was the case.”
Scarlett was also at my duel with Meiaton in the 3rd year.
It was a time when he had no contact or relationship with Scarlett.
It was even a duel in the A-class dormitory. Scarlett, who was being bullied at the time, watched my duel until the end even though Erhi noticed her.
After that, I didn’t have much contact with Scarlett, but I knew that he had something similar to me.
Even when I was injured, he would come to see me in the hospital and talk briefly about this and that.
It was a different feeling than liking me. Passing by in various places, sharing trivial stories.
I had a hunch that Scarlett meant me in some way.
Was that the name of an idol?
“I thought while looking at you.”
“I’m weak, not because I’m weak because I came from, it’s just that I’m weak.”
“You can do that, you can do that, you can’t get kicked out even if you do that, no. even getting kicked out. Even if that happens, it doesn’t matter.”
“Not everyone likes you. But, not everyone will hate you either.”
“I realized that if you live a confident life, you can get something out of it alone, and even if you earn a lot of people’s hatred, it’s okay to live with actions that will make everyone hate you. But not everyone hates you, and some people like you.”
“Just as it is impossible to make everyone like you, it is impossible to make everyone hate you. I knew it by looking at you.”
“I’ve been trying to change since I saw you. It can’t change completely, but I’m trying to change little by little. Because you can do it too. I thought I could, and I should be able to.”
I thought it was Charlotte who changed Scarlett.
But, it wasn’t.
Scarlett and I had no contact, but I realized that it was okay to live like me.
So it was changing. Scarlett, who used to compete in Miss Temple, now competes in a first year tournament.
In the end, both are trying to prove themselves in some way.
Scarlett is trying to prove something.
“sorry. This was not a place for conversation. But, I really wanted to say it.”
I thought that the reason Scarlett participated in the tournament was for the purpose of becoming my opponent here.
“I think it’s an honor to be able to be your opponent here.”
Unbeknownst to me, I had become Scarlett’s idol.
Scarlett points her sword at me.
Scarlett’s eyes softened and her expression hardened, unlike the way she had spoken kindly until now.
“I will do my best.”
As the inaudible introduction lengthened, the crowd, which had been buzzing, returned to silence as Scarlett took a step.
Scarlett’s momentum to do her best was different from before. He is different from the ones we faced during practice sessions.
This is the main stadium.
A place where you can attack with the momentum to kill your opponent.
Soon, it is a place where you can pour everything you have to subdue your opponent.
“That’s because it’s a courtesy to you.”
Scarlet.
A girl in crimson runs up to me.
As he lunged at me, I could feel the red eyes sprinting through the air as if drawing a trail.
– Kaang!
“Kuk!”
Along with the enormous weight in my grasp, I felt a sense of extreme alienation.
self-suggestion.
doesn’t trigger
“Psychic powers are of no use to me.”
Scarlett is not a psychic.
However, it cannot be said that he is not a psychic.
This guy’s talent is obviously related to psychic powers.
The Crimson Swordsman, Scarlett.
Talent is immunity.
His nickname in the original work is Spellbreaker.
Neither magic nor psychic powers work on him.
* * *
Scarlett’s nickname of witch is meaningless in the first place.
Because Scarlett is basically safe even if she receives all types of mind-type magic as well as offensive magic with her bare body.
Even in the case of psychic powers, they are all nullified.
It is nonsense that Scarlett, who has extreme resistance to magic, is nicknamed a witch in the first place.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that magic itself doesn’t work on the body at all. If that happened, the barrier magic in this stadium would also be neutralized. Adjustable exorcism. Raising it to the limit will only make you immune.
Exorcism definitely exists and can be trained.
However, there are only two people in this world who have resistance to psychic powers.
One is Ellen Artorius with supernatural resistance, and the next is Scarlett. And in terms of resistance itself, Scarlett is overwhelming.
That’s why Scarlett’s talent doesn’t grow. Where is the room for immunity-level exorcism and supernatural resistance to grow?
I have done that.
However, it has definitely grown.
I keep my distance from Scarlett with a firm expression.
Autosuggestion is the ability to influence oneself, not influence others.
However, the fact that Autosuggestion, which is the power to strengthen myself rather than attack Scarlett, does not activate, would mean that Scarlett’s supernatural resistance is affecting the surroundings.
No matter how high his exorcism is, the only thing he can resist is magic used against him.
It’s not that a wizard can’t stop magic cast on bare ground.
Scarlett is able to influence the psychic powers around her right now. I don’t know if it’s even possible with magic. First of all, it’s clear that I’m blocking my own self-suggestion.
Scarlett’s talent is more advanced than the original.
The reason is probably me.
I don’t know how it affected me, but Scarlett has definitely changed.
It wasn’t like he practiced sparring as usual, he was trying to beat me by using his own talent.
Did you mean to do your best?
Was the reason why you didn’t use this ability in practice sparring with me until now because you respected me?
– Kaang! Kang! Kagak!
Superpowers were sealed.
“Magical enhancement, too, cannot be used without the help of psychic powers.”
– Kang!
“Oops!”
Soon, magical power enhancement, which can only be used with the help of autosuggestion, was blocked.
It’s not Gladen Amorel, it’s not Ludwig.
Scarlett was my nemesis.
In this position, Scarlett’s talents are of no use to anyone.
Scarlett’s talent only works for me.
Scarlett might lose to Gladden Amorel, and I might win Gladden Amorel.
Scarlett can take an overwhelming advantage over me.
– Kang! Kang! Kagak!
The reason why she was able to get away with Scarlett’s raging sword attack while stepping back was because her body remembered things that could be called incorrect answer notes, even if it wasn’t the basic skills she had accumulated so far.
She must defeat Scarlett with pure skill.
But is that possible?
Although the time my opponent accumulated is different in terms of quality, Scarlett is overwhelming in terms of quantity.
Self-suggestion has become a part of me before I knew it. Now that it’s gone in combat, I feel like I’ve lost an arm and a leg.
I didn’t know when I used it like my body, but now that it was blocked, I was feeling extremely helpless and empty.
Autosuggestion occupied most of my force.
Was I, who had no supernatural powers, so miserable?
– Kaang!
Scarlett pushed my sword away as if pushing it up, then twisted the blade and lowered my neck with it.
“Oops!”
– Phat!
reverse summons.
-Royal Class Scarlet takes 1 set!
I lost the first set.
