Strongest Onmyouji's Isekai Adventure ~ The Monsters are too weak compared to my Youkai Servant's~

The next day.

"Huh? What is it?"

Between lectures, I let Amu talk to me about being the school director on the side of the road, and that was the answer I got back.

Amu says if dissatisfied.

"Oh my God, you don't have a voice for me! It's a swordsmanship tournament, isn't it? Whatever the magic, a sword would beat no one in this school!

"Did you want to leave after all?

"Hmmm... if you think about it carefully, you're not. I'm not interested in Kingsguards or anything, and not much compared to my interpersonal, monster opponents..."

Amu tells him to roar.

It's surprising to her that she said she liked the fight... well originally, didn't she show that much interest in interpersonal fights?

Or maybe it got somewhat rounded.

Lately, I don't care who he is. I don't have to take an attitude like that anymore.

Amu says, dissatisfied again.

"But I'm not convinced you didn't have a voice."

"Didn't you want to let out a guy who was too strong? Depending on the way you look at it, you can also say that the Kingsguard will take personnel. There seems to be a faction of school graduates in the court, so depending on the thoughts above, there may be choices like that."

And when I said such apt things, Amu glanced at me with thin eyes.

Then why are you chosen?

"Me? Because I'm not even as strong as Amu."

"Stop laughing like that."

"... ok. But that's surprising. I can't believe you appreciated me that much."

"... you helped me in the dungeon. And if you're a bit of an adventurer, you'll somehow know what they're capable of."

Amu turned away and told him to fix it that way.

Yeah......

I don't know if I'll be a little more careful. Say it was unavoidable then.

Amu says again.

"And you don't know... anyway, I can't believe Efa was a candidate"

"Huh... haha, right..."

To Efa, who laughs like trouble, Amu says with one eye closed.

"I'm not saying I don't have the strength. But you, can you turn spiritual magic on people?

"It's..."

"More than a sword, magic is harder for people. If it hits you, it won't be a minor injury. Some crazy guys can shoot without hesitation from the start, but they usually have to get used to it in training and in action. You've never even defeated a monster, have you? Suddenly you won't be able to fight properly."

"Is that what this is about?"

I squeal.

Remember my case...... it was a crazy guy category because I cursed and killed a bunch of burglars and their blood clans with the curse I used for the first time.

Amu goes on to say.

"Then a freshman named Mabel."

"Oh...... right. I wonder who."

I've been using Ceremony God to monitor it since yesterday, but I haven't had the appearance to interact with anyone, and I'm just taking a pale lecture today.

Practical moves seem to major in dark attributes, but they only do it without difficulty, and I'm not so sure as to their prowess.

Amu says.

"You're noble, aren't you? What kind of family is Baron Crain's?

"Sounds like a lot of magic researchers, just like Lamplog... I don't know the details"

It's not just that famous a house.

Ask my parents about it...

"I think..."

Amu says in a serious voice.

"Perhaps you're a nobleman."

"I'm out." The secret to your nobility. "

"It's not secluded. Think about it normally, you don't have strong aristocratic children who've grown up muddy. He must have foiled his history of martial arts competitions in Teito while he was in school, and he's going to favor his enrollment as a senior official."

"I wonder"

I don't know what you're talking about, but I don't.

As far as Mabel's depressed eyes were concerned, I didn't even think it was such a raw circumstance.

I'm also concerned that he's an adopted child.

But Amu, who did not see himself, looked confident in his thoughts.

"That's how it's decided. Aren't you going to abstain early in this fight? If you get hurt, it's tough, and..."

"- You're the one who grew up muddy"

In a cold voice, look back.

Looking at Amu from behind was the girl with the rusty hair.

Mabel Crain.

Amu glances back at his cloudy, empty eyes as he turns to Mabel.

What are you trying to say?

"He's weak, but he chirps, and he thinks that's acceptable. You've been spoiled."

Mabel continues as if she were talking to herself.

"You weren't chosen because you just don't have the power. Magic or sword."

"Heh, don't say it"

Amu smiles angrily.

And as he turned his eyes to the school knights who had been wandering across the road, he called out stuffing.

Hey, you guys.

"Deputy Amu! Good Luck."

"Stop being such a deputy commander! Uh, yeah, I'm fine now. Give me two of those simulated swords."

"Oh, yes."

Amu throws one of the borrowed simulated swords under Mabel's feet.

……

"Stay with me for a fight. That's all I'm saying. You can use a sword, too, right?

"... what's the point of this?"

"Sell me a fight from over there. That's funny."

Mabel picks up a simulated sword silently and confronts Amu.

I was surprised.

The appearance of a loosely one-handed sword is so similar that it is no less pale than Amu's.

Can you really use a sword?

"Seika, are you okay with not stopping me?

"You'll be fine."

Answer Efa who looks worried.

We won't be so motivated by each other, and if you have to, I can stop you.

Besides... you might know as much as Mabel's strength, even at one end of it.

"Seika. Signal please."

"Oh."

Answer Amu, one beat, and I will speak up.

"Begin"

At the same time as the signal, Amu kicked the ground.

And as momentum continues, a sharp slaughter from the upper level is launched.

I guess it was a weapon aim from the beginning.

Amu's, perhaps nearly all-powerful blow struck Mabel's gripping sword so fast that it was difficult to follow with his eyes.

I was wondering if I would decide to fight, a glimmer of bravery.

Mabel took it - just one step, just pulled it off.

"Huh...!

High metal noises and sparks scatter, and Amu's eyes open to surprise.

That would be so. I don't think a human being can take that first shot.

A fierce impulse begins, but Mabel remains faceless, shedding Amu's idiotic power, and eventually begins to push back.

It was Amu who pulled it off first.

A retreat to rebuild a worse position.

Mabel didn't miss that.

Pursuit is a flash of horizontal giraffe.

Amu raises his sword and tries to take it.

But that didn't happen.

With the sound of rupture - - from Amu's hand, a simulated sword plays and flies.

The sword body, which rolled to the far ground a few moments later, was shaken by distortion (snoring).

As Mabel unravels her residual posture, she throws her mock sword to the ground and whines as she walks away beside Amu.

"Keep it up, you just have to be spoiled. Cute brave man."

I frowned.

Now Mabel...,

"Wait."

Mabel looks back at the voice she calls.

Amu says with his hands on his hips.

"Isn't there no magic? I was going to."

……

Hmm, did Amu notice too?

Ever since I got my first shot, Mabel felt the flow of power.

I didn't use a cane, a cane sword, or a magic formation, so it was hard to understand at first sight.

I also thought it might be supportive magic for physical enhancement systems, but if you're a user of dark attributes, you probably...,

"... I think there's next. So you're weak."

And Mabel said.

Then he turned to me. [M]

Not enough to take, eyes that look at outsiders.

"You too, if you are feeling light-hearted, should still decline"

"That's... why?

"It's not going to be a sweet tournament like you don't have to get hurt"

I answer with a smile.

"Thanks, I'll think about it."

……

Mabel turned back her heels silently and left as she was.

What the fuck.

Angry and provoking Amu's light mouth, or worrying and advising others.

She was totally more decent than I thought. At least you're pretty good compared to me when I was younger.

"Amu... are you hurt?

"Are you all right?

As for Amu, he didn't even answer our query, but he put his arms together for a while and thought about it… eventually he raised his face and said in a prestigious voice.

"Okay, I've made up my mind."