So, on to the next fight…
“Y-you bastard!!”
Just as I was trying to recall who the next group would be, someone started shouting.
“You insulted Alenbia… A Quingeria lady!!”
It was one of her guards from the preliminaries. I think… The guy who tried to protect her and was pushed out of bounds.
He was now facing Levee. Of course, there were soldiers here to protect the contestant.
“I don’t know who you are, but Miss Alenbia came at me with everything she had. And so I only returned the favor. You have no right to talk to me…”
Levee did not look amused about these accusations. However, she was quickly interrupted.
“Liar! You were not fighting with everything you got!!”
“…”
All expression seemed to withdraw from Levee’s face. It was as if her previous anger had been a lie. Then she stood up silently and gathered magic energy towards her right hand.
“Stop it, Zackus. We were both fighting hard. If you’re going to complain about that fight, then I might have to launch a few complaints of my own.”
“…Lady Alenbia…”
While her shoulders slumped, she looked hard at this man called Zackus. His eyes went from Alenbia to Levee and then back again. Then he hung his head in resignation.
“…I was mistaken. I am sorry.”
“Then you may leave.”
“…Yes.”
While he did not seem satisfied, Zackus withdrew. Alenbia saw him being escorted out and then she opened her mouth weakly.
“I’m sorry about that. I will make sure he doesn’t do anything like that again.”
Then she sat back down. No one said anything.
None of that mattered. My mind was preoccupied with the chilling, deadly energy I had felt from Levee. That seemed incredibly excessive for an Adventurer like…
“…Alenbia saved that man’s life.”
“Yeah…”
Heinrich muttered, and I agreed. Had she not intervened, a certain rapier would have found its way into his head before anyone had the slightest idea about what was happening.
“…”
Levee remained quiet as she sat in her chair… She was strange for a person with an alias. The only thing I was sure of was that she loved to fight and she hated being insulted for it. I would have to be careful… Well, it was true that she hadn’t been fighting at full power. She looked so calm throughout. I didn’t want to think about what someone who was obsessed with battle would look like when pushed to the brink.
“…So, who’s fighting next?”
“Ah…that would be me.”
I turned around and saw a thin man raise his hand. He was holding a staff. Yes, yes. He was the fire user who had pushed that guard guy out of bounds. Newt Erangute. And he was fighting…
“Me!”
A man in a blue bandana stood up. It was Baz Rockwell. He was the lowest ranking of us all and had reached this position by using controversial strategies.
The two of them now headed for the stage.
At a glance, Newt’s fire magic seemed the most dangerous. Baz’s style was mostly effective in a melee. How would he fight in a one on one battle… I was very curious to find out.
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