Maou No Utsuwa

"" "Whoa!?

A big twist occurs from the corner of the spectator seat. The twist stopped the legs of many spectators who had already begun to return home in give up mode.

Originally from the Royal College students. Some students get up in a hurry and hurry to the front row.

Still, something's gonna happen? The condition of such students gave rise to pale expectations for the audience and allowed them to return to their seats.

"Royal College, Vice General! Previous!"

To the voice of the referee, without haste, slowly, Kamui walks, dragging the sword in his hand.

"Stand up!"

Confirming Kamui was in position, the referee raised his voice.

Kamui continues to behave like swinging a sword in his hand without reacting in any way to the voice of the referee and tapping the floor of the fighting table.

"You?"

"Huh?"

"You didn't hear me? Stand by."

"I hear you?

"Then start chanting."

"I don't want it"

"Huh?"

"So I don't want to chant. It's good. Start if you want."

"No, but"

"The referee! That's why I'm surrendering! You don't need chanting!?

"... is that so? Okay, here we go!

The referee also seemed convinced of Rudolph's words and gave the voice of initiation.

But even when the first voice hung, we never moved on each other. Rudolph waits for the voice of Kamui's surrender and just stands without a sword. As always, Kamui's repeated act of slapping the ground with his sword.

"... Hey!?

"What?"

"Come on, tell me you're here!

"Why should I say that?

"What? Are you going to fight?

"It's obvious, right? What, were you waiting for that? I don't even have the dust to surrender. Call me back."

"... just kidding. Good, I'll finish you off with a blow!

Rudolph wields his sword wide and up the stairs.

"Ha!

With a sharp hanging voice, he stepped out strongly and stepped forward.

Sword swept down. The moment Rudolph was convinced it captured Kamui's overhead, Kamui stepped into Rudolph's pocket.

Take Rodolph's arm, strut his elbow, and jump Rodolph's body high like a single shoulder.

"Grrr!"

Rudolph's screams echo in the arena just after the dull sound of a broken bone. Roudolph's body, lifted upside down to the universe, was pulled by Kamui as it was and slapped from head to floor.

Rodolph's body falling with his legs raised high. Towards that leg, Kamui's kick is slapped straight from the side.

Along with the crushing noise, Rudolph gets kicked in the opposite direction. A few times, after rolling down the floor, there was no indication that it would move at all only leaving a slight body cramp.

Almost nothing in the eyes of the audience that was actually looking at it. When I noticed, there was a figure of Rudolph falling, with one arm and one leg twisted in an impossible direction.

"That? Uh, in this case. In the meantime, it has to be off-site or surrendered. All right, keep going."

Kamui's soliloquy resonated unexpectedly in a quiet venue.

"Chi, wait a minute!

"What is it?

"What does it mean to continue?

"We didn't surrender, so we're still fighting, right?

"Well, yes..."

"As prescribed and. Well, but I didn't know you were alive."

Kamui approaching Rudolph, spitting noisy words.

"... I see, because of this helmet. Should I have studied fighting the guy with the protective gear on, too?

Despite slapping him from his head to the fighting table as much as he wanted, Rodolph was alive thanks to a well-fixed helmet. Confirming that, Kamui shrugged as he was convinced, he began to try to take that helmet off.

But not without knowing the fixed part.

"... well, can you handle it? It's just that it stays down."

With that said, Kamui is now forced to cause Rudolph's body, which is falling. I couldn't help but hold Rudolph's body, which would fall no matter how many times I woke him up, and once I stopped working hands.

I was thinking a little bit, but eventually I seemed to come up with something, and when I hit the pong and the hand, I start working again.

As the referee watched, wondering what he was doing, Kamui supported Rudolph's sword, forcing him into a state where he had raised his upper body.

"All right, I got it."

Kamui muttering satisfactorily.

"... what are you doing?

"Trying to finish the game"

"No, you don't have to put anything up, you don't mind, do you?

Put your sword on the neck, and that will determine Kamui's win. But Kamui doesn't think of such a way to win.

"The moment you decide to win or lose is when you go out of the field, when you surrender, when you are sworded by your neck. There was something else, wasn't there?

That said, Kamui picks up his own sword that was rolling.

"Oh, hey?! Or stop!!

"The settlement isn't attached yet. That's it, though."

Kamui, standing beside Rudolph in disregard of the deterrence of the judgment, stood to bear the sword on his back.

"Stop it! Stop!!

A voice of diligent restraint flies from the kingdom side when he sees it and realizes what Kamui is trying to do.

"And the winner! Kamui!"

Exactly the moment Kamui tried to wave his sword down, the referee declared Kamui victory.

"Hmm?"

Kamui looks to the referee with a suspicious face.

"There are other moments when winning or losing is decided. When the referee finds it impossible to proceed."

"Really?"

"Oh, it's properly stipulated"

"If that was a lie, I'd be mad at you for how warm I am?

"I'm not lying!

"Oh, yeah. Shit, I screwed up. I should have crushed it in my groin instead of breaking my leg."

"What, you?!

"This guy is too weak. I tried to multiply Sele's pain, but she fainted."

"Anyway, get away from there! King's College, someone's falling for him!

"Yes!

On the instructions of the referee, the kingdom moved in haste at once. He is trying to ascend to the battle bench and carry Rudolph, who is falling because of a few people, to his own formation.

The audience seat is the opposite of that. The guest seats were quiet, just like the audience around them.

"... you're like a mad dog"

The first of these returned to me was the Knights of the Empire.

"Can Master Sophilia keep and tame that?

"I can do it. Of course."

"Phew."

Prince Thales snorted deliberately at the words of Empress Sophilia.

"Brother, anything?

"Oh, that's, yes, not a dog, not a dog. Oh, wolf. Wolves can't, like, keep them."

"Cunning and cruel. I see the analogy of Mr. Therese is accurate."

"But wolves take care of their fellow herds."

"If you admit you're one of them. He's certainly stronger than that. I can see that clearly."

This is the moment when Kamui's strength was correctly recognized by the Empire for the first time. And soon this recognition will be repainted. Kamui's power is not to this extent.

"Next, King's College, take the next stronghold."

"Yes, sir"

Prompted by the referee, the next stronghold of King's College rises on the fighting bench.

"You know the role! Just stop it! All right!

Instructions fly from the kingdom side against the next sharp. The role of the next sharp is to fall off-site, for matchmaking purposes.

"Ha!"

"Stand by!... Begin!

At the moment when the signal of the beginning of the judgment is hung or not, the next stronghold of King's College fills in with Kamui at once. Shortly before we got in time, we took the steps lightly and changed course.

Further, steps. The moment I entered Kamui's blind spot, I sank my body and jumped into my nostalgia.

"Guuuuuuu!"

However, the result was that Kamui, who was swung down, was slapped from head to ground by his arm.

"What are you doing? You."

Kamui chills away at his opponent who sank at his feet. Suffering the pain, Kamui's kick jumped even more at the person trying to get up.

He was the one who got a big kick out of it, but for that matter, he was free in time and got up.

But there strikes the sword of Kamui, waved by a crosshairs.

"Avoid it!

The next stronghold of the kingdom falls behind in response to a hung voice. The slightly deviant tip of Kamui's sword hits the opponent's jaw.

"Yikes!"

A sharp pain that cleaves the skin strikes the next stroke of King's College. The bloodshed broke out into the universe. Egoli, who confirmed it, immediately began to scream out loud to the referee.

"Judge! Give me your sword! Check the sword!

"Become?"

For the first time in Egoli's voice, the referee noticed that blood was dripping from a mutilated wound made on the college's next sharp jaw.

It's just not the kind of scratch you can just scratch. The sword you're using should crush the tip of the blade and be properly rounded.

"You!? Show me your sword!

"... ha"

The referee who takes the sword from Kamui and makes sure. It doesn't feel like I can cut my finger against the blade lightly. This is a workout sword with a properly crushed blade.

"No! A sword tip!

Again, the screaming voice of Egoli sounds. As the words put it, the hand of the referee who examined the tip of the sword stopped. Only slightly ahead of it is rounded out, like a razor and saw's teeth.

"You!? What's this all about?

"What is it?

"This blade."

"Blade? What is it? Wouldn't that be a scratch I made when I dragged you?

"Are you..."

The referee figured out the meaning of the act that Kamui had been carrying on since long before he got up on the battlefield. Kamui used the ground and the floor to sharpen his sword, albeit in small parts.

"What is it? That's the sword paid for. You're doing a proper research and giving it to me, aren't you?

"Yes."

"So, no problem?

"By definition."

"That means there's no problem. For once, is the sword an exchange?

"Oh, do that"

Unless Kamui finds it deliberate, this is how the referee responds.

"Isn't that a violation?!

Then the kingdom side is not convinced. The next sharp of King's College vomits complaining about the referee's response. But this protest will never be accepted.

"If it's a wound made during a match, it's not a violation."

"Really?!

"... as a referee, it's a problem to say this."

"What is it?

"Abstain. If you don't want to die."

"Hmm?

"His aim is not to win the game. It's about killing you."

"But..."

Looking back at the self-defense. It's not up to me to decide this. But the act of saying that we would see ourselves represented that sentiment.

"... forgive"

Now I know how that feels. Egoli allowed me to surrender.

"I'm here."

"Winner! Imperial College Kamui!

"... isn't that bad?

Kamui, who was declared victorious, seems more dissatisfied with this result.

"What?

"Imitation like taking one side. The referee has to be fair."

"If you want me to be fair, stop imitating me like I'm gonna kill someone"

"If it's a fight, it's normal to kill your opponent, right? Besides, it's the other guy who's been setting it up, right? I haven't heard a word of apology yet."

"Does that mean we're still going on?

"Listen to that over there. It depends on how they come out. Let's start the next game."

"... next time! King's College Middle!

The referee decided to proceed with the game. Not because Kamui told me. To end this battle.

"Yes, sir"

Students at Kingdom College who manage to get their trembling feet forward and climb the stairs to the fighting table. The mood would be precisely the feeling of ascending the stairs to the death row.

"Immediately! You have to surrender now!

The student receives a voice from Egoli.

"Yes!

"Stand by!... Begin!

"Mah, ooh!

Stuck in front of the students at King's College in an instant from the beginning signal, Kamui used a pattern of swords to punch them in the throat, not even giving them the words they came to while they spoke to him.

"Ooh, ho!

Students at Kingdom College kneeling and holding down their throats painfully.

"Winner! Kamui!

Seeing this situation, without giving Kamui any time to wave his sword, the referee declared Kamui's victory.

"Morning!?

It's a referee decision.

If you decide you have no chance of winning, force the game to end. This was the method chosen by the referee.

"Oh, is that coming? Then I'll make up my mind in one blow."

"Royal College…. The second lieutenant general?

"... it's me"

A glimpse of the students shuddering and nodding in fear, Egoli replied that he was a deputy general himself.

"See you before"

"Ha."

Aegori ascending on the fighting bench. Exactly. Egoli doesn't look frightened at all.

"I have a suggestion"

"Now?"

"Why don't we give each other permission to treat us?

"To each other?

"That's right. Leaving it like this could also make things healing less healing"

"Say no."

"What? That's longer......, what?

What got into Egoli's eyes was how Serene, who was supposed to have been badly injured by Rudolph, was standing up and talking to Deefleet.

The swelling remains, but it does not look spicy at all.

"This one doesn't need to be treated again. So you don't have to take suggestions."

"Such an idiot?! That injury is so easy."

"Treatment during the match is forbidden. This does not apply, however, if a member of the opposing team does so. This is what the policy says."

"No way?!

Treatment with immediate healing of injury. All I can think about is magic.

"You don't have to answer that. Anyway, it's as stipulated. Please wait until the end of the match for your treatment. Or we'll do it ourselves."

"Knock."

There are no sacred magic users on the team at King's College. If it were there, I would be treating it.

"Or do you surrender? That might end soon enough."

"You're not even going to forgive me for that, are you?

"You can forgive me. Because it seems like a hassle."

"... well. Then I will defeat you and end it."

"Oh, I think that's the best"

"Judgment!"

"Okay, here we go. Stand up!"

Chanting voices leak out of Egoli's mouth.

"Begin!"

Egoli with a sword in the middle. Kamui, hang out. Lower your sword.

Kamui keeps his time away, as he defies Egori, who packs his stiffness and his time.

"Are you going to buy me some time?

"Nothing. I just don't like your time."

"Right. If so."

Egori waves his sword from somewhat distant moments. The tip of the sword stretched forward from the middle.

It was an attack from an unexpected distance, but Kamui shifted her body without hurry and avoided it.

Eagoli who sees it removed or just takes its original intermission.

"... you avoided it easily"

"I'm watching that in another fight."

"Right. I do remember using it. Won't it work a second time?"

"That's not all, is it?

"Saana."

Eagoli dives into Kamui's pocket at once, sinking his subtle body in such conversation.

From there, cut up the sword at once.

"Become?"

But there's already no Kamui there. He bounced back a lot and was out of time.

Egoli waving his sword after him. From vertical, horizontal, diagonal and in all directions, the sword of Egori heads to Kamui.

Kamui jumps it sideways at times and backwards at times.

And those of you who have been sweating and watching how it goes in your hands.

"It's finally starting to look like a sword club."

It won't be my fault that the voice of the Knights of the Empire somehow sounds like it's playing.

"Kamui can't attack you at all."

"Well, you can't help but be attacked with that. Now it's time to fight back, waiting for the opponent's attack to run out."

"Yeah. Looks like we can afford it, huh?

"Right. At speed, maybe they're mutual."

"With a thousand generals in the kingdom? I wonder how much that is in the empire?

"In the Empire, there are a hundred generals."

"Yes."

"I'd say it's the same thousand generals in the Empire."

"... Could this be a joke now?

"That's not true."

Regardless of the content of the joke, he was still in a good mood Knights Commander.

"Kamui, a student, is with a thousand generals, right?

"It's only speed. Other than that, you won't be able to do so with your overall strength. I wonder if that kingdom knight can still be taken seriously."

"Well, right. But when you get here, I want you to win."

"The battle doesn't know what will happen. You can't say there's no chance of winning."

Historical expectations were rising.

Egori, who kept being sworded, once cleared much of his time from himself. Slightly loosened his temperament and spoke to Kamui as if he were frightened.

"Are you really a student?

"You hear that? You're not the student, are you?

"... I am a student of Clean Kingdom College"

"You're not kidding me, are you?

"Even so, being a student is a fact."

He is enrolled in Kingdom College while affiliated with the Knights of the Kingdom. It's a trick, but it's true that you're a student.

"Well, I have an older classmate at Imperial College too... but no way it's over twenty, is it?

What Kamui is saying is about the descendants of subordinate nobles. Admission to school is normal for the children of a parent aristocrat. Still, most deviations are about three years old at best.

…………

"You're over it? You're a child face, you."

"Towards older, what are you!

"No, no, you're not in a position to be angry, are you? I didn't know you wanted to win that much."

"That's all I'm doing. Let me win."

Egoli says this, poking his sword up against the sky and taking a stand with his hips dropped low. It's not like before.

"Kieh!"

A high temper echoes in the arena. Running forward, the trajectory of a sword swung straight down towards Kamui can only be seen as a line of light from a remote location.

The second instantly swung up against Kamui, who backed it up.

Kamui just backed off to a sword that was waved at tremendous speed to keep standing.

Egori's sword is driven to the edge of the fighting table and this is the last and only shaken up. Faster than it was to be swung down, he swallowed away the sword from the side where Kamui's sword was thrust up into the sky.

"Come on!"

It was an egoli that shook it down forcefully, but there was no momentum in the unbalanced gesture, and Kamui shuddered at ease to get it straight through the side.

"... you!

"What's that?

"The ancient Oriental swordsmanship that I wore, the Oyeh Stream."

"Is that your trump card?

"... what if?

"Anything else yet?

"It is my path to optimize the flow of oye"

"I see. I mean, no."

"So what?

"I think I'd have had a hard time until yesterday. Sorry, it's my birthday."

"What's wrong with that!?

"Your sword is grown up, it doesn't work for me."

"Hey, what?!?

"Now it's our turn. Take it well, at best."

Kamui's body, kicked very lightly in the leg, approaches Egori's eyes with a low attitude.

Kamui sword that can be cut up from the bottom to the top. Kamui's sword, which had been switched from top to bottom in an instant, is slapped against Egori's shoulder, who backed it down.

The blunt metal sound of the sword and armor colliding.

"Gu."

Igori, unable to withstand its heavy impact and on one knee. Kamui's sword shook directly beside his gaze.

I don't have time to set up a sword. Pain ran like piercing along with the sound of crushing bones on Egoli's arm, which crossed his arms and cemented his defense.

"Knock."

Kamui's sword swung down further from the diagonal top there.

Both arms don't move at all. There's no way to prevent it, Egoli, who gets it decent. Even from above the armor, the shock caused all the bones of his body to scream simultaneously.

What appeared in the eyes of Egoli in a consciousness obscured by the pain running all over his body. A silver shining sword approaching from the front.

Dead. Egoli gave up and closed his eyes intact.

"Winner! Kamui!

After a beat, the voice of the referee reaches his ear. It's a sign that he's still alive. The blade of the sword had stopped in the position of touching or not touching the fearful open Egoli's eyes.

"... again?

Kamui's squeaky voice reaches Egori's ear.

"I'm unconscious anymore"

"I think I do, though?

"Even with it, you can't move anymore!

"Oh, my God, you didn't kill him."

"Naturally! This is a competition!

"A confrontation, I mean, a fight, right?

"It's a competition!

"Well, no. There's only one left. All right, now it's time to make sure you don't get in the way."

"You remembered?

"It's obvious, right? I've only fought four men yet."

"... in the meantime, you, get off the fighting bench"

"I thought you weren't conscious.

"Shut up! King's College! Carry him. And the next student."

"Yes, no, it is"

After Egori, the strongest, lost without the art of exchanging in front of him, Kamui is tenacious this time. There's no way I can give a general student to a place like that.

"Good, I'll give it to you anyway, and it'll be over in a flash"

"Hey, don't you have that?

"Give it up already! All right, you're the Admiral."

A referee who stands forward, shivering and trying to shelter students who have managed to come up to the battlefield from Kamui.

"Start to set up the winner Kamui. Yes, End"

As it were, I proclaimed the beginning to the end at once, like a quick word.

"This is the end of the final. I mean, it's a winning decision, though?

"Shut up! Royal College, do you have any complaints?!

"Oh, there isn't!

"Yes. Decisions. Your victory. Congratulations!"

"Uh, hi."

"Medical team! Treat the students immediately! Hurry!"

Where a settlement has been reached, the referee is raising his voice in an attempt to hasten the treatment of the injured at King's College. Many audiences are confused because they don't know what happened.

That's the same with your history. I don't know what it is. I'm confused by the tabernacle.

"... you won, didn't you?

…………

The spoken Knights Commander remained solidified in a forward posture.

"The Knight Commander?

"Oh, what's that one?

"Are you Kamui-kun?

"How can you win? No, it's not. What the hell was that last attack?

"I don't know, it was too fast for me."

From the seat of Princess Sophilia, the distance and the details are not visible. What I would have seen would have been about the Knights of the Empire.

"It's not fast"

"The speed was higher than the speed of each other."

"It's not just speed. He smashed his opponent from the top of his armor. It also has considerable power. Somehow, you were completely overwhelmed."

"Is that simply to say that you were stronger than a thousand generals in the kingdom?

The Empress Sophilia says that she is taken away, but the empire and kingdom, above a thousand generals, are already in the position of generals. Even though it is not simply personal martial arts that can be entrusted to you, it is unthinkable in common sense.

"That happens... but I can't believe it. All right, if this happens."

The Knights captain takes up his seat as he has decided.

"Knights Commander, what are you going to do when you get up?

Earlier, she was a Sophilia princess who asked warily, but the knighthood leader's answer to that was even more out of common sense.

"I'll make sure with my own hands. Hey, somebody bring me the sword of Non!

"No, that's a bit. Hey, somebody stop!

"Knights Leader, this is a College event!

"Shut up! It's been a long time since I've had any blood!

"That's not the problem!

"Get out of my way!

"Knight Commander!

After seeing what happened to those who had started the fuss, the audience finally understood, too, that the Royal College had apparently won.

A clapping applause. Eventually, it spread across the venue and then turned into a big cheer.

The swordsmanship match closed with a result that no one expected.