Four Split Personalities

Moments later

After managing to extort around half a pound of donut-like food from Hopkins, it took less than two minutes for the Showering Snow Sword to finish the entire bag of sweets. She wiped her mouth, and under the referee’s signal, walked leisurely towards the field, all the while gulping down an unknown soda.

[Actually, I prefer cranberry flavor...]

Somewhat regretfully looking down at the half-bottle of sweet lemon soda in her hand, the white-haired girl sighed with a bit of disappointment. Then, she comforted herself from the perspective of ’it’s good to have something to drink without spending money,’ finally raising her head to look at her opponent for this morning.

The suspicious handsome guy had informed her that there was a high chance that a Holy Knight from the Diesel team would target her, even though he had previously made the wrong prediction that Liya Delin would target her in the semifinals, this time his warning seemed to be genuine.

The Showering Snow Sword took out her beloved sword, [Frostless], her expression calm as still water.

Yesterday, she hadn’t sensed a trace of fighting spirit from that pointy-eared young lady named Liya Delin. So from the moment she stepped onto the stage, the Showering Snow Sword had guessed that she likely wouldn’t want to ’really play’ against her.

The final result wasn’t unexpected either; Liya Delin briskly announced her surrender right at the start of the competition. Though it caused an uproar and confusion among the audience, the Showering Snow Sword wasn’t surprised as the opponent.

But today’s opponent...

Also a member of the Diesel team, even though his strength and aura were far inferior to that lady knight named Liya Delin, the Showering Snow Sword didn’t consider dealing with Kevin carelessly.

It’s not about Kevin’s strength.

It’s not about the suspicious handsome guy’s warning.

It’s not about the desire to win, a sense of responsibility, or contractual spirit.

The Showering Snow Sword simply wouldn’t underestimate her opponents, whether it was someone like Motan, who sparked her interest for teaching, or someone like Kevin, who despite stepping into the Advanced Stage, could essentially be classified as ’small fry,’ the white-haired girl unwrapped [Frostless]’s bandages leisurely without underestimating her opponents.

If one were to ask why, naturally it would be due to the vast amount of literary and non-literary works she’s explored over the years. Whether they were protagonists or antagonists, those who clearly start to underrate their enemies mostly end up being thoroughly humiliated, which is why the Showering Snow Sword would never underestimate her opponents.

Similarly, if it weren’t just for a point-scoring duel competition but rather a genuine life-or-death fight, the Showering Snow Sword wouldn’t forget this life-essential act of ’finishing off’ her opponents either.

As long as the enemy hasn’t taken their final breath...especially those long-winded, story-rich ones, there’s always the chance they could rise again even while bearing numerous fatal wounds, with an explosive burst of power!

In short, the Showering Snow Sword is a good child, extremely powerful, never underestimating her enemies, and never forgetting to finish them off.

[After this match, only the final one remains, then where should I go next...]

While loosening the [Frostless]’s bandages, the Showering Snow Sword began contemplating her itinerary. This level of distraction couldn’t be considered as underestimating her opponent, especially since the referee was just about to announce the start of the match.

"Advanced Stage Division, Individual Finals!"

The referee, with the loudest voice among them, was a Mammoth Knight who shouted while glancing, somewhat sheepishly, at the young man dressed in paladin armor with a composed face beside him on the left. He feared that this guy might similarly surrender right away just like the Liya Delin from the Diesel Delegation earlier.

It’s important to know that since the latter half of the duel competition, the extra earnings from various broadcasting fees (magic power projection) and channel ticket sales were not a small amount. But if the show’s quality is too poor, audiences will cause a ruckus for refunds, especially the young ones who don’t care about the consequences.

If it truly escalated to that level, the organizers here would definitely have the Elders’ meeting or the Law Enforcement Force step in. The former typically isn’t very easy to deal with and seldom intervenes; the latter can mostly handle such matters, but their fees certainly aren’t cheap, especially that guy named Foster Ward who has an exceptional grasp over sizing limits, and would definitely pin the ’operation fee’ at a barely acceptable amount but would still make this side hurt enough to curse...

"Phew—"

Vigorously shaking his head, the slightly distracted referee master took a deep breath, refocusing his attention on his work, and loudly announced, "Holy Spear Knight Academy Showering Snow Sword, versus, Diesel Family Delegation Kevin—begin!"

After speaking, he prayed that Kevin wouldn’t surrender immediately, which would lead to the terrifying situation where the audience clamoring for ticket refunds erupted, as he gracefully leapt off the spacious individual match arena.

Having already unlocked [Frostless]’s seal, the Showering Snow Sword saluted Kevin with an imperfect knight’s courtesy, not intending to attack first. After all, not underestimating the opponent is one thing; maintaining grace is another. If she, belonging to the ’strong side,’ still sought the first move, it would be a bit unsightly.

"Pleased to meet you."

Due to nervousness, Kevin, who appeared somewhat pale, took two deep breaths on the spot, without drawing out the longsword at his waist. Instead, he retrieved a single-handed battle axe of excellent quality temporarily borrowed from the White Oath Knight Academy from his pack, performed a standard Dawn Sect Holy Knight etiquette to the Showering Snow Sword, and then swiftly unleashed—Sixteen Axes!