World Teacher – Other World Style Education & Agent Chapter 81

Each and Everyone’s Perspective

The second day of the Fighting Festival.

Sixteen partic.i.p.ants, who proceeded to the Main Rounds including me, were lining up on the platform.

All of us were lining up for the drawing of the tournament from now on.

While the staff restlessly moved around and the preparation was a bit delayed, we were waiting and checking our weapons.

Although it was understood that the partic.i.p.ants had their own weapons, they could use their favorite weapons in the Main Rounds of the Fighting Festival.

Since weak partic.i.p.ants and the partic.i.p.ants who relied on strong weapons were defeated in the Qualifying Round, it could be said that the partic.i.p.ants lined up here were definitely strong people.

Some people might have won because of luck, but there was no complaint because luck was also a part of ability.

Reus stood out… among them.

To be exact, it was the greatsword he carried.

The height of its body was a thick huge iron ma.s.s. Not only the audience, the focus of the partic.i.p.ants lined up for the match were also gathered.

"Is he… imitating the Strongest Sword?" (??)

"Can he really swing that?" (??)

"Even if he adores the Strongest Sword… he doesn't have to imitate until that far." (??)

Although the audience was overwhelmed with astonished voices, Reus silently waited for the draw to begin while warming up.

While I was impressed with Reus, who was able to maintain himself without getting overwhelmed by the surroundings, Jekyll, who stood at a distance away, came beside me with a smile.

"Hey. How's his condition?" (Jekyll)

"Not bad. I don't think he hears it though." (Sirius)

"Of course. There are such strong guys, so it's not unusual to be excited." (Jekyll)

A big laugh he had while crossing his arms looked exactly like Lior-Jiisan. Well, in his case, I had a feeling that he was naturally imitating the Jii-san.

By the way, Jekyll also carried a greatsword, but it was slightly smaller than Reus' sword. But since I felt mana from the greatsword, it seemed to have some kind of special ability.

When I looked at Jekyll's greatsword while thinking so, he, who noticed my eyes, wryly smiled and turned his face to Reus.

"Nevertheless… this is the first time to see a person who has a bigger sword than me other than Lior." (Jekyll)

"Don't be careless because he can reliably swing it." (Sirius)

"You can understand when you look at such a person. He must be able to notice that since he knows his own capability." (Jekyll)

When I looked at the other partic.i.p.ants, half of them were astonished like the audiences, while the rest looked at Reus with serious expression.

"…It seems that half of them noticed it. Well then, if it become a fight, take care of me." (Jekyll)

"Aah. Me too." (Sirius)

Jekyll departed away from me with a fresh and slightly excited smile, as he was making a pa.s.s at nearby Beowulf.

On the other hand, Beowulf was still unfriendly, and he continued looking at Reus with intense eyes. As if he was completely locked on.

And when the staff finished the preparation and lined up in front of us, a voice sounded to the whole arena.

{Well then, I would like to perform the drawing of the Fighting Festival.} (Announcer)

Although it was uncommon during the Qualifying Round, the live coverage was here as expected.

The one who made a live coverage using [Echo] was a somewhat popular lady with not only beautiful voice, but also appearance. She was like an announcer in the previous life, wasn't she?

While listening to the live coverage made by such a beautiful voice, the drawing for the tournament began.

{First, partic.i.p.ant Drum from the first match of the Qualifying Round…} (Announcer) (TLN: The name in raw is ドラム)

By the way, the drawing was determined by the number written on a paper pulled from a wooden box. It was a basic drawing method used everywhere, where the first number and second number pulled were matched.

The ones who pulled the paper seemed to be in sequential orders. I was from the last Qualifying Rounds, so my turn was surely came later.

{Next, partic.i.p.ant Ackley from the third Qualifying Round.} (Announcer)

I didn't know any partic.i.p.ants called until now, but it seemed those who won the Qualifying Rounds were quite middle-aged.

But… even though they were strong, they didn't caught my interest. At the moment, I was concerned about four partic.i.p.ants, including Reus.

The drawing went on until Jekyll's turn.

When Jekyll pulled the tag while humming a song, the number on the tag was fifteen.

And the son of the Sword Saint, Beowulf, got number two.

It would be a match soon once the drawing was over, but I was more interested with Reus' number than the first partic.i.p.ant which had been decided on.

The number of Reus, who wasn't aware of intense gazes directed on him, was twelve.

Since Beowulf couldn't meet Reus unless they went to the final, he was vexatiously clicking tongue.

And the last one to worry about was Kon who managed through Qualifying Round with me.

He was wearing an iron mask as usual, and his number was ten. I compared him to the ninth partic.i.p.ant who already had been decided, and I felt that Kon was slightly stronger.

I thought he probably could win the First Round. However, since the next round would be against Reus, I had nothing to say but condolences.

{And the last partic.i.p.ant, Sirius, is was decided to be seventh. Since the combinations have been decided, partic.i.p.ants should leave the platform.} (Announcer)

Following the live coverage, other than the First Round partic.i.p.ants, Beowulf and number one partic.i.p.ant, I went down from the platform and headed to the s.p.a.ce where we could watch the match. Some were probably not interested because they were heading to the waiting room, or waiting to be called.

Reus and I were of course sitting in the prepared s.p.a.ce because we were watching, and Beowulf who stood on the platform turned around here once and smiled.

"…Was that the man from a while ago?" (Reus)

"If you notice him, please somewhat react. It can't be helped because he wants to fight you." (Sirius)

"Even so, is that it ? But…" (Reus)

{I would like to make a brief introduction for both partic.i.p.ants here. First is the partic.i.p.ant Ackley…} (Announcer)

While Reus was grumbling, The live coverage about profiles which were written before the drawing were announced.

Although we were not forced to do it because it was a personal introduction, but I was asked to write anything in order to make the audience excited.

For the time being, I wrote it in mild way, but it seemed that the partic.i.p.ant, Ackley, who was currently being read, was written quite boldly. The weapon of choice and his fighting history had been announced. I was slightly amazed that the information about the partic.i.p.ants were announced from now.

{Next is the partic.i.p.ant Beowulf… Everyone, this is amazing! He seems to be the son of that famous Sword Saint!} (Announcer)

The audience was very excited when they heard about the Sword Saint.

Although he was easily giving his true ident.i.ty, he was searching for strong people, so there seemed to be no problem even if he sold his name.

{It is a great pleasure to see what kind of battle that the son of legendary Sword Saint, who was said to be undefeated until he lost to the Strongest Sword. Well then, the First Round… Begin!} (Announcer)

As the live coverage got excited and the announcement was stopped, the gong rang and the Beowulf's match started.

—

According to the rumor, the Sword Saint's battle style was with a single long sword.

However, Beowulf's weapons were two swords which were slightly shorter than common swords… and it was called dual wield style.

"That guy is dual wielding, huh? That's rare." (Reus)

You would surely be strong if you had two weapons, but it was a story if you could freely manipulate weapons left and right. If you couldn't do it, it would be better to fight with a s.h.i.+eld in one hand.

In other words, dual wield style required a considerable skill, so either he wanted to look good when using it or he had an appropriate skill, but… he seemed to be the latter.

"Haaaa!" (Beowulf)

"Cheh!?" (Ackley)

Beowulf, who jumped at the same time as the commencement, slashed his right sword while thrust the left sword.

On the other hand, the weapon used by his opponent, Ackley, was a halberd. He handled the left hand with the part of the ax and handling the sword of the right hand with the part of the handle.

Beowulf freely swung the left and right swords, and it appeared that the partic.i.p.ant Ackley handled it well with a single halberd, but… in terms of skill, Beowulf was to be on the upper side.

When the weapons collided with each other for about twenty times, Beowulf changed the movement of the swords while letting out a sight.

"… I already understood. Let's end this." (Beowulf)

When I thought that the speed of the sword had increased, the sword on the left shallowly slashed Ackley's hand, while the halberd was shot up from the bottom by the sword on the right.

As the gripping power weakened for a moment because his hand was slashed and the weapon was shot up, Ackley's halberd was hovering over the sky.

Without missing the opportunity where the weapon was repelled, Beowulf thrust his sword against Ackley's throat.

"…Will you give up?" (Beowulf)

"Aah… yes. I lost." (Ackley)

And when the halberd fell far behind Beowulf, the audience, who finally realized that the match was over, cheered and revealed their excitement.

{Wha…what a speed! The partic.i.p.ant Ackley, who handle the a.s.sault, was also amazing, but as expected, the son of the Sword Saint was at a different level! I love strong people! Why don't we go for a meal when this is over? Kyaa-!} (Announcer)

As I was surprisingly listening to the live coverage, Jekyll, who was sitting nearby, turned his face towards us while thumbing up Beowulf.

"Isn't that amazing?" (Jekyll)

"…That is amazing, Aniki." (Reus)

"Yeah, it's amazing." (Sirius)

The amazing thing was… the change in that live coverage.

Her personality greatly changed when she got excited. Although she was also beautiful, this gap might be a reason for her popularity.

…Having that kind of joke so far, Beowulf was surely had the ability not to be ashamed as the son of the Sword Saint. He was being flexible since the opponent was weaker, but I thought that the ability of freely handling dual wield swords was terrific.

—

When we applauded just like the audience, Beowulf, who had finished the match, came back to us.

"How was it? Have you seen my ability?" (Beowulf)

"Hmm? Yeah, it was a considerable ability. That is what you are supposed to be." (Reus)

"That was nothing more of warming up. Since I'll be the one who will defeat you, do your best and come to the finals." (Beowulf)

"Aah… isn't that impossible?" (Reus)

"…What did you say?" (Beowulf)

Beowulf tilted his head because of Reus' words, but he nodded as if he had consented to the big tournament table made after the drawing was over.

"I see. Is it difficult because Jekyll-san is there? But, such weak-minded is…" (Beowulf)

"You got it wrong. I can go to the final, but it's definitely impossible for you." (Reus)

"Im-impossible?" (Beowulf)

"You are going to fight Aniki who is in front of me, right? That's why it is impossible for you to go to the final." (Reus)

"…" (Beowulf)

Beowulf was somewhat displeased with what Reus clearly said, but he was fearlessly laughing after looking at my face.

"What's with that face? It's not really a joke, you know. I am being serious here." (Reus)

"No, I realized that it didn't matter whether you were joking or being serious. I will defeat this person, and I will tear down that convicted smile and natural belief of yours." (Beowulf)

Beowulf, who came up with such a conclusion, sat in a place away from us and maintaining his weapons.

Hmmm… from the figure of not ignoring the weapon maintenance even after a match, he didn't seems to be completely careless. It seemed that he was a considerably tough opponent.

And then Jekyll was laughing while tapping Reus' shoulder, probably because he understood what Reus' meant.

"Hahaha! So you're going to the final by defeating me? I will have you do it by all means." (Jekyll)

"That's for sure, isn't it? Aniki and I plan to win the first and second place. I won't fail at defeating Jekyll." (Reus)

"That's the spirit! I am looking forward to do battle with you!" (Jekyll)

Jekyll, who left us as he laughed, sat next to Beowulf and hanged around him.

Although he was pa.s.sionate at some part, the level of abnormality compared to Lior was smaller, and I thought that he was a friendly opponent.

—

After the second and third matches of the First Round finished, my turn came.

Other than Beowulf and others who finished their drawings, the flow of the match was that the partic.i.p.ants for next rounds went straight to the waiting room, waited for the examination from the person in charged, and then headed to the platform.

The examination was conducted to check weapons and armors which weren't suitable for the Fighting Festival such as poison and others, but I was always equipped with sword and Mithril Knife, and my armor were a long coat on top of battle dress.

Since I took off the hidden tools and throwing knives which I usually put on, I pa.s.sed the examination without problems. Rather, I was worried that such armor was fine or not.

And when heading from the waiting room to the platform… the cheering sounds from the audience engulfed me.

As I heard the cheers from Emilia's group, I waved my hands, but I received jealousy and envy gazes from some part of the audience. Fia was hiding in a hood, but it might be pointless since Emilia and Reese were cute and stood out.

However, even though I stood on the platform, my opponent hadn't come yet due to my examination was completed earlier.

{I will introduce the partic.i.p.ant, Sirius, since he got in earlier. According to the information given, the partic.i.p.ant, Sirius, is a traveler. It was by chance that he came to Garaff at the time of the Fighting Festival. However, to be able to proceed to the Main Round at this young age… Well, I'm antic.i.p.ating the newcomer.} (Announcer)

By the way, since the first day of the battle was up to the Quarter Finals, whether the introduction was undeserved at the moment, the introduction of mine had been started.

{In the Qualifying Rounds, he used Taijutsu, something that we haven't seen before, and proceeded through. And it was said that he partic.i.p.ated in the Fighting Festival for his friends and lovers. It is all good. I do not dislike this kind of thing. The favorite weapons that he wrote were… it says that it will change depending on the situation… what is the meaning of that?} (Announcer)

When the audience and partic.i.p.ants were tilting their heads due the vague live coverage, a man who was the opponent came from the opposite way.

{I am concerned about his unusually light armor, but… anyway, I will finish introducing the partic.i.p.ant, Sirius. The next one who appeared on the platform was the partic.i.p.ant, G.o.djin. He is expert in spear with unparalleled thrust.} (Announcer) (TLN: The name in raw is ゴドジン)

It appeared that he was a middle-aged man with spear in his hand. With the att.i.tude at that degree, he looked like a combatant who went through many battles.

The live coverage of the introduction continued even when he stood across from me. It seemed he had a capability to thrust the center in three lines almost simultaneously.

To not conceal his technique was probably the evidence that he was confident. He wasn't a person who immersed with superiority when being announced. His character was a warrior's character who break things that needed to be break.

"… So young. I heard it on the way here, but what do you mean by weapons change according to the situation?" (G.o.djin)

"It is as it is. Since my battle style is adapting to the situation." (Sirius)

"I don't think that the sword is a decoration, but… oh well, do you know how to fight?" (Sirius)

"Yeah." (Sirius)

{Thank you for waiting. Well then, the fourth match between the partic.i.p.ant, Sirius and the partic.i.p.ant, G.o.djin… begin!} (Announcer)

I was waiting in the Qualifying Round, so this time I was trying to attack from here, but G.o.djin attacked faster than me.

At the same time as the gong reverberated, he instantaneously closed the distance and thrust his spear at me.

The sharpness of the spear informed during the live coverage accurately tried to penetrate my chest, but…

"…Hup!" (Sirius)

I slightly twisted my body in big way to avoid it.

I stretched out my hand to grab the spear in the mean time, but the spear was pulled back in a moment and returned to the G.o.djin's hand.

{The partic.i.p.ant Sirius avoided the trust of that speed! However, the partic.i.p.ant G.o.djin's attack hasn't ended!} (Announcer)

From that point, it was a continuous thrust released, but with the margin I held in mind, I continued to avoid it so that it might seems to be the last minute from the outside point of view.

I didn't want to win in grand way. It would be desirable result of winning by luck, but… it was a bit difficult situation from the skill of G.o.djin.

"…So you can do it. But, is it all right to avoid it? I'm going to increase the speed!" (G.o.djin)

"Feel free to do so!" (Sirius)

As the speed of the spear rose as declared, it wasn't possible to escape by using body alone, so I took out my sword and handle it.

{The partic.i.p.ant Sirius seemed best with defensive and evasion by the partic.i.p.ant G.o.djin fierce attack! He is gradually pushed to the edge of the platform!} (Announcer)

While handling the spear with the movement of the body and the sword, I gradually retreated.

From the outside point of view, they would nothing but me being pushed, but G.o.djin and those with appropriate eyes and ability should have noticed.

It was G.o.djin who started to be impatient.

"Guh… why!?" (G.o.djin)

"The unparalleled accuracy is a problem too." (Sirius)

It was because the spear which had been thrust with blurring momentum couldn't even put a scratch on my coat.

It was certainly true that G.o.djin's spear was sharp but because the blurry part which was aimed with unparalleled accuracy was non existence, it would be easy to avoid it if I understood it.

Since I was antic.i.p.ating the spear's movement from his eye movements and wrist movements, it could be said that I avoided it with confidence.

To put it badly, the experience of fighting opponents specialized for avoidance like me was overwhelmingly insufficient.

He abandoned the spear's movement a lot, but as I retreated to the edge of the platform while trying to grab the spear many times, I moved because I saw a slightly big thrust being released.

"If that's the case… wha!?" (G.o.djin)

While avoiding and twisting my body, I pulled the spear that I grabbed this time and made the speed went faster.

More power than he imagined joined with the spear, so G.o.djin couldn't killed the momentum but went out a step forward, but… that momentary gap was enough.

I gave a roundhouse kick in midair at G.o.djin's back since I already twisted my body from the momentum.

{The partic.i.p.ant Sirius who was trying to grab the spear seems to have broken the balance of the partic.i.p.ant G.o.djin at last. And he launches his kick over there!} (Announcer)

The roundhouse kick in midair that was to throw him off the platform, but it was avoided.

G.o.djin brought down his body to the edge of the platform and avoided the kick.

{However, it was avoided! As expected of the partic.i.p.ant G.o.djin…!?} (Announcer)

Unfortunately, there was one more leg. I kicked with the other foot while twisting my body further in the air.

"Gohuu!?" (G.o.djin)

By kicking his back, G.o.djin was blown off the battlefield and he was rolling on the ground outside of the platform. I might have kicked him a little too hard.

By the way, I was able to land on the floor of the platform with both feet, but I purposely throw my body to make the fall looked bad. The outside probably thought that it was reckless and fortunate to be able to push him outside.

{Th-the partic.i.p.ant G.o.djin is outside of the ring! The winner is the partic.i.p.ant Sirius!} (Announcer)

The cheers sounded together with the announcement of the victory.

For the time being, it was ended with a feeling not to make fool of myself too much and moderately displayed my strength… and I wonder if the result was good?

They were not sure whether I was strong or not, and I seemed to look weak until I reach semi final. Beowulf, who would be the opponent during semi final, didn't seem to be a good opponent.

—

When the match ended and I returned to the seats for the partic.i.p.ants, Reus was proudly smiling.

"That's awesome, Aniki! That was superb strength!" (Reus)

"Hmmm… if it seems to be like that according to Reus' eyes, I guess it is alright." (Sirius)

Since I didn't show that I was stronger than the player who won the quarter finals before my match, we can expect the next wager as well.

While I had a bit of sneaky smile with Reus, Jekyll and Beowulf came close.

"Congratulations. You are as strong as I expected… you could actually do it huh?" (Jekyll)

"I leave it to your imagination." (Sirius)

"Well, I used to do something similar in the past, so I won't complaint if you only become serious when you meet me later." (Jekyll)

"Wait a second! Jekyll will not fight against Aniki!" (Reus)

"That's right, hahaha!" (Jekyll)

After all, Jekyll continued being an adventurer, so he noticed what I was trying to do and he was tolerant.

However, some people couldn't be satisfied.

"…Are you trying to make a joke?" (Beowulf)

It was Beowulf.

He didn't seems to shout because of righteousness, but he was staring at me with a somewhat unconvincing look.

"Oi oi, aren't you an adventurer? I do not think that this is a mistake. Besides, it is still a dangerous thing, so don't you want to see what they have in their pocket?" (Sirius)

"That is true, but you should properly display the difference in regards of stopping your opponent. I do not like your behavior that deliberately showed that you win because of luck!" (Beowulf)

Jekyll was calming while tapping his shoulder, but Beowulf's irritation seemed didn't settle.

In other words, the thing Beowulf wanted to say was that?

"I didn't fall after kicking him, so there is no complaint since I properly landed right?" (Sirius)

"I can't understand you, but I have no plan to meddle with it. If you win with such a clumsy appearance, won't the opponent defeated feel unhappy?" (Beowulf)

To summarize the talk, even if there was a difference in ability, was it possible to beat down with courtesy? Or what if you fight will all your strength from the beginning?

I could be putting away with the youth's words, but he was somehow fixated.

I didn't know whether it was his personality or something that happened in the past, but if he asked me to be honest, it was troubling when he were forcing his logic.

I just live with my own rules. It was also the will of Kaa-sans.

"I absolutely won't be defeated until I meet you in the Fighting Festival. I will peel off your disguise in the Semifinals tomorrow." (Beowulf)

Even if such an opponent poorly reworded that, it was counterproductive, so when I was considering a convincing response, I stopped talking to the other side.

It had become troublesome, so there might be times to practically fight and calmed down.

While seeing Beowulf grumpily returned to his seat, I focused on watching the match.

—

The next match was the turn of the partic.i.p.ant Kon whom I bit concerned.

The other person was a man with an ax, but he seemed to be weaker than G.o.djin whom I fought.

In regards of Kon's weapon, it was a b.a.s.t.a.r.d Sword which can be handled by using single hand or both hands.

{Although the partic.i.p.ant Kon wears an iron mask, there seems to be little information. He is not just hiding his face, there is also not much information about him. According to the information written, he is a human adventurer traveling around in order to become stronger." (Announcer)

It was certainly said that he wanted to fight a strong opponent in a conversation yesterday. He wasn't as strong as Reus or Beowulf, but he had the desire to become stronger.

After the introduction of each other was over, the match began, and… it was a fierce battle where weapons. .h.i.t each other.

Kon was diverting attacks by making use the weight of the ax with his sword. If there was any difference, he could use his favorite weapon unlike in the Qualifying Round, so he actively hitting his sword against the opponent's and diverted his attacks.

Anyway, he was good at reading the movement of his opponent. There was nothing else to say for his arm that performs battle like the tightrope walking other than being splendid.

However, since he was hesitated when he got caught off guard, that was probably because of lack of experience. This was a fight that he had no choice but to do it himself.

"His technique is amazing. It was at the last minute." (Reus)

"There are a lot to follow. Study him well." (Sirius)

"Got it, Aniki. But I guess I will fight him later on. I'll penetrate his defense and take off his iron mask!" (Reus)

"Hey, stop it." (Sirius)

I firmly warned him from taking off his iron mask. Although it bothered me, I thought he wasn't a bad man.

Then, as I promised him with confections, a voice came from the staff of the Fighting Festival.

"Partic.i.p.ant Reus, please wait in the waiting room!" (Staff)

"Ah, alright! Well then, I'm going, Aniki!" (Reus)

"Aah, go ahead." (Sirius)

Originally, Reus was supposed to go to the waiting room when the previous match started, so he ran away in a hurry and das.h.i.+ng towards the waiting room.

{The winner of the fifth match is… the partic.i.p.ant Kon!} (Announcer)

After the match was over, Kon was heading towards the waiting room, but for some reason he stopped midway and came to my direction.

Kon came here while attracting attention of the other partic.i.p.ants from his appearance. Whether he was thinking of something, he came to sit beside me.

Should I say something since he was sitting next to me?

"Congratulations. It was splendid technique." (Sirius)

"Thank you very much. But I will lose to you." (Kon)

"By the way, you were in the waiting room until your match, so why here now?" (Sirius)

"I was thinking to see the partic.i.p.ant Reus." (Kon)

Reus was certainly to win this, and he will be his next opponent.

It was natural to collect information of the other person, and there was nothing wrong with his behavior. The only weird thing was the iron mask.

—

While Kon was talking about him to me, Reus was unexpectedly appeared on the platform.

The cheers were noticeably louder maybe because he stood out during the Qualifying Round, but Reus quietly stood on the platform waiting for the match to start.

And Reus' opponent was a strong man equipped with a big s.h.i.+eld called Tower s.h.i.+eld and a halberd.

According to the introduction of the live coverage, he was a man who stood out as a vanguard of his party protecting his companions. Although he was originally wearing full body armor, the armor was altered to protect vital points according to the inspection.

{And as you can see, the partic.i.p.ant Reus is carrying a splendid greatsword. It reminds me of the Strongest Sword, but that's natural. It seems that the partic.i.p.ant Reus had received the basic training from the Strongest Sword himself!} (Announcer)

As soon as the name of the Strongest Sword mentioned, the cheers raised to another level. Although it was just the name of that abnormal Jii-san… the effect was tremendous.

{However, it was written that he is the disciple of his Aniki until the end. I'm not sure who is this Aniki, but it's fine whoever he is later… well that was the only thing written. How brilliant! This seems to be expected. Well then, the match… starts!} (Announcer)

The match started while being surprised by the boisterous live coverage, and Reus jumped out at the same time as the gong sounded.

Since Reus, who lifted up his great sword, approached at the speed which crushed the floor from the first step, the opponent prioritized his defense and set up his s.h.i.+eld, but…

"Come!" (Reus)

Rather than swinging down the greatsword on his s.h.i.+eld with 'Strong Heaven' which was the basic of 'Single Strike Ultimate Destruction Sword Style', he was generating a tremendous shock waves and blew his opponent outside of the battlefield.

It was noteworthy that Reus stopped his greatsword in the middle. The opponent would be cut into two if he completely swung his sword, and it might cut the platform too.

Reus, who confirmed that the other party flew out of the platform, let out a small breath while carrying the greatsword on his back, and he thumbed up at me.

{Th-the winner is… the partic.i.p.ant Reus. Did you see that, everyone? It was a single blow! He defeated his opponent even from above that s.h.i.+eld with only a single blow! He is not fake, but a real one! He is surely the second advent of the Strongest Sword. Let's date with me!} (Announcer)

The audience became too excited. While the tension of the live coverage was starting to become weird, Reus came back to me after waving to Emilia and others.

Before that, Kon had returned to the waiting room, but he didn't seem to give up despite seeing the power of Reus. I thought that was a considerable courage.

"Good job, Reus. It was a good blow." (Sirius)

"Thanks, Aniki. I will go with this condition hard!" (Reus)

The sight of the partic.i.p.ants who were sitting around were gathered at Reus. Especially Beowulf and Jekyll, they were looking at Reus with a serious look.

Although it was as a matter of course with Beowulf, Jekyll had a cold sweat. He understood that this was not a laughing matter.

"If it's about strength, I probably on the upper side. I can't lose to that…" (Jekyll)

And then it turned to Jekyll match after one more match, and… he purposely won with a tactic similar to Reus.

He wasn't imitating Reus. He was showing that he could do the same thing. The audience were actually got excited with that conduct, and they were antic.i.p.ating for a fight with Reus who he would met in the semifinals.

From the point that he excelled in many things, Jekyll also seemed to have a talent for an entertainer. He seemed to make full use of the wide knowledge peculiar to an adventurer.

—

After that, all matches for sixteen partic.i.p.ants were over, and there was a little break time set up before the Second Rounds.

Reus and I went to the seating where the ladies were during that time.

Emilia and Hokuto immediately notices as soon as I showed my face. They came in front of me while waving their tails together.

"Sirius-sama! Good work." (Emilia)

"Aah, is there any changes here?" (Sirius)

"We were having fun with the matches. Besides, even if there is something, Hokuto will protect us, right?" (Emilia)

"Woof!" (Hokuto)

From the expression of everyone, it seemed they were able to see the match without getting into accidents.

While stroking Emilia' and Hokuto's head, I noticed that Reese was gripping a pouch with a slightly tense look. When I closely looked, Emilia and Fia also had similar pouches, and for some reason, Hokuto was also wearing a stringed pouch around his neck.

"Could that be?" (Sirius)

"Y-yes. It is the money that I wager on Sirius-san." (Reese)

"Hehe, we made a lot of money." (Fia)

The gambling structure of the Fighting Festival was by waging for every round.

Because of that, the main reason for this break was not for the relaxation of the partic.i.p.ants, but it was for the waging on the Second Round.

Since I was managing the financial of the party, I gave the disciples a silver coin each month. Reese was probably different, but since the siblings were my attendant, it was like a salary.

I thought that it was too little to be a salary for an attendant, but it was a luxury to be able to spend the whole silver coin since I was paying for all expenses related to the party like weapons, armors, living expenses related; meals and lodging.

Besides, because of the trip, the disciples didn't want to buy things that they didn't need much. They would use at best their money to buy confections in towns.

It appeared that all surplus money was bet, and the disciples earned a lot of money in just a few hours.

The rough breakdown in the order from fewer were Reese, Fia and Emilia.

By the way, the reason why Reese had the lease was the amount of consumption… in other words, it was the difference in buying and eating confections.

Still, there seemed to be nearly ten gold coins. Reese was nervous with that huge amount of money she had for the first time, and pushed the pouch to give it to me.

"I will give it to Sirius-san since I don't need this!" (Reese)

"Sirius-sama, my portion as well, here you go." (Emilia)

"Wait a second, isn't that your money?" (Sirius)

Although I said that the saving became strict yesterday, there was plenty of room to spare.

To begin with, I told them that it was unacceptable for me to accept because it was their money, but Emilia and Reese shook their heads.

"It's good enough because I'm happy if I can stay by Sirius-sama's side. Besides… everything of me is yours." (Emilia)

"I'm afraid of having a lot of money, but since Sirius-san told us to ask for the things we want, I had enough money at the very least." (Reese)

"I am the same like Nee-chans, Aniki! Nee-chan, did you also wage my portion?" (Reus)

"Of course. You also have your part." (Emilia)

"Well then, I'll also give you my portion. I don't think that it can be measured with money, but this is a proof of trust." (Fia)

Was Emilia had it a lot because Reus' portion was included?

And Fia also probably consented with what the disciples had said, so she took only a couple of gold coins and put the rest in my hands.

…They were really friends who weren't selfish.

—

For the time being, half of it was put into the cost of living of the party, and I decided to hold the rest rather than accepting it. I needed to buy a memo book before I went back to the inn, and made the pa.s.sbook for my companions.

Later, I told them to keep several gold coins just in case if we suddenly got separated.

Since we earned more than expected at one time, I stopped them from any further gambling. If it was with small amount, it would be fine. But if we earned more than that, we would involved with troubles.

Finally…

"Woof!" (Hokuto)

"…You too? I don't remember giving you any pocket money…" (Sirius)

"It seemed that he picked up a coin and wage it." (Emilia)

To explain it further, it appeared that things were smoothly completed with the receptionist at the betting center being a wolfkin.

While waving his tail as soon as I praised him, I got a bag with several silver coins in my hand.

What is this… it feels like a filial piety by my own children. I was a bit moved.

"Thank you. I will brush you plenty when we return to the inn." (Sirius)

"Woof!" (Hokuto)

"Me too, Sirius-sama!" (Emilia)

"Uhmm… Me too…" (Reese)

"Oh, you are doing that kind of thing, huh? Well, would you mind to comb my hair please?" (Fia)

"Me too, me too!" (Reus)

"When we get back…" (Sirius)

…Apparently, I was going to sleep late today.

—

After the break time, the Second Round began, but… we didn't have any problems in particular.

Beowulf safely won and advanced to the next round, and my opponent was a person with a greatsword.

However, since I kept fighting Lior-Jiisan, I was used the greatsword style of the opponent.

I avoided the greatsword that was swung down, knocked down the weapon by aiming at the opponent's arm, and finished it by punching his chin Since there was no longer any need to concern about betting, I fought and seriously went out until a certain extent.

Meanwhile… there was something surprising in the match between Reus and Kon.

Reus slashed as the match started, same like with the s.h.i.+elded man, but… Kon endured that blow.

To be exact, he tapped the side of the greatsword with full power at perfect timing, matching with Reus' breathing.

But… Kon's sword was blown off the battlefield and he himself got his arm injured. So, he acknowledged defeat since he could no longer fight.

Reus was initially surprised, but he shook hands with a smile at once while praising Kon.

Kon got off from the platform and collected a miraculously unbroken sword, but I decided to see the condition of his injury at the request of Reus midway.

"Apparently, the muscles was only injured. There will be no problem as long as you rest for a day today." (Sirius)

"Thank you very much. Nevertheless, Reus-kun was really strong." (Kon)

"You even endured that blow. I think you can feel proud of yourself." (Sirius)

"Is that so? I lost but I gain a bit of money and it was a good experience. It was good to partic.i.p.ate." (Kon)

I did regeneration activity to the extent that Kon would not notice it, and then I saw him off after he said thanks.

—

And then, the last match planned for today was over, and it ended with a live coverage.

{Nevertheless, the Fighting Festival this time is really intense! You can expect the impression like when the Strongest Sword-sama appeared a few years ago. Finally, I would like to announce the combination of the Semifinals tomorrow.} (Announcer)

Since this was a tournament, the opponent had already been decided, but it was announced again in the live coverage.

{For tomorrow Semifinals, the first match is between the partic.i.p.ant Beowulf and the partic.i.p.ant Sirius. The partic.i.p.ant Sirius who had shown a brilliant evasion, but how far can he fights against Beowulf's Dual Wield Style… it's going to be a sight!} (Announcer)

Thereupon, as the clapping sprung up from the audience, I offered my hands for handshake, but somehow Beowulf only looked with cold eyes.

{And the second match will be between the partic.i.p.ant Jekyll and the partic.i.p.ant Reus. What will happen when both parties, who involved with the Strongest Sword, collide? You can antic.i.p.ate an incredibly powerful match!} (Announcer)

In the mean time, Reus and Jekyll were staring at each other while smiling, and they were raising an air as if they were going to start fighting at any time soon.

{Well then everyone, look forward for tomorrow.} (Announcer)

The today's matches was surely ended and we could take a break, but tomorrow would be a real Main Round for me and Reus.

While looking towards the match with Beowulf tomorrow, I quietly fired up.

—

Presenting Hokuto

Today, Hokuto-kun came to the betting center in the arena.

It was a dangerous place for Reese-chan and Fia-san, so only Emilia and the escort, Hokuto-kun could go there.

"Three copper coins on G.o.djin." (??)

"A gold coin for Beowulf!" (??)

"Five iron coins for Jekyll." (??)

On the board which was largely decorated in the betting center, betting rates were written. Apparently, the rate seemed to change depending on the total amount of betting.

On top of being unknown, there were few wager on the Master and Reus-kun, so they had bigger scale factor.

Meanwhile, Emilia, who also held Reese-chan and Fia-san's portions, said that while putting all money on the counter.

"I bet everything on Sirius-sama." (Emilia)

"…Alright." (Staff 1)

Whether the staff and the surroundings were used to such customers, they were all looking at Emilia with ridiculous look.

They were among them who said that a bankrupt person would appear again, but Emilia-chan remained indifferent. She proudly received the ticket.

Hokuto-kun was sitting in a place not to be a hindrance as much as possible. He, then, suddenly felt unusual on his feet and when he lifted it up… a piece of copper coin fell.

Things picked up needed to be sent to the police, but… there was no police in this world, so Hokuto-kun decided to get it.

He instinctively waved his tail when he thought that the Master would be pleased if he gave it to him. An idea flashed when looking at the current location.

He immediately lined up in a row at another counter from Emilia-chan.

It was unusual sight for a Beast Companion to line up in the row, but no one could meddle in because of Hokuto-kun's impressiveness. Rather, Hokuto-kun was following the rules, so it was better to be careful. If they got involved, they would immediately get a paw punch.

Finally, Hokuto-kun's turn arrived, but at that time, he was worried about how to tell that he wanted to wage on his Master.

When he was considering whether body languages were good or not, he noticed that the staff became upright immovable.

"Hun-…Hundred Wolves-sama!? Today, what kind of…" (Staff 2)

"Woof!" (Hokuto)

"Ye-yes! A cooper coin for the partic.i.p.ant Sirius, right!? But, he is still young… no, I'm sorry!" (Staff)

Thus, Hokuto-kun was able to bet on his Master.

After that, he returned to the audience seating with Emilia-chan and saw his Master's match.

As expected, the Master won the First Round and it was time to liquidate.

"…It is heavy, isn't it?" (Emilia)

"Woof!" (Hokuto)

Hokuto-kun had a pouch of silver coins on his neck. He left the betting center with Emilia-chan who held a lot of gold coins.

However… dangerous people would appear when you held a lot of money.

Sure enough, he felt a sign of tracking from behind.

Here was an ordinary pa.s.sage, and since brawls happened here and there in this area, Hokuto-kun decided to deal with the pursuer.

In particular, he concealed his presence, ambushed them at the corners, and they became victims of paw punch and tail attack.

And when Emilia-chan turned for four corners, all pursuers were gone.

From here on, there seemed to be a rumor that mystery phenomena of people, who went to the betting center in the arena, sunk in the ground and on the walls, but it didn't matter to Hokuto-kun at all.

And then, Hokuto-kun handed in the money to his beloved Master, and he was delighted.