Kays Translations
Just another Isekai Lover~
Chapter 33: Duel with Julian
The academy’s courtyard.
“Prepare yourself, fatso! I’m going to win and free Celia-chan! Celia-chan, wait for me. I’ll take down this fat guy in no time!”
So, reluctantly, I ended up agreeing to a duel with Julian, who was completely underestimating me.
He really didn’t seem to think he could lose at all.
In the game, the protagonist was a silent character who only spoke during choices. I can’t believe he turned into someone like this…
“Who do you think will win?”
“A commoner versus a dropout? It should be a good match.”
“Well, actually…”
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“Huh? No way!”
The bystanders were as noisy as ever…
“You’re the dropout with only one attribute, right?”
Julian asked with a smirk. I really doubt someone like this could become a hero.
“Yes, I can only use fire attribute. What about it?”
“Prepare to be amazed! I can use all attributes!”
I know. How many times do you think I’ve played “The Spirit Kingdom”?
But the reaction from the crowd was beyond what I expected.
“W-what!?”
“I’ve heard the rumors, but I didn’t expect…”
“Can he really use all attributes!?”
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“Even among royalty, it’s rare to control all attributes!?”
In this world, the number of attributes one can control is highly valued. The more attributes one can handle, the more they can do.
Magic has a relationship of mutual restraint. For example, fire is strong against ice and weak against water. Using an attribute magic that has an advantage over your opponent’s attribute magic makes battles easier. In theory, at least.
“Of course, I can also use water magic. If you’re going to admit defeat, now’s the time.”
“Everything is meaningless before me.”
For me, who inherited the power of Ifrit, mutual restraint means nothing.
It’s like the engine I have is entirely different. I have a power disparity so great that I can crush magic of any attribute, regardless of its type.
“I see. You’re stubborn too. Well then, let’s get started.”
“Yeah.”
“Are both parties ready? The duel will commence when this silver coin hits the ground.”
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Engelbrecht, who had volunteered as the referee, flicked the silver coin. The coin soared through the air with a crisp, cool sound.
And then――――Clink!
The coin finally fell!
“Take this!”
At that moment, Julian lunged at me with a punch.
I see. All the talk about diminishing my attributes and boasting about his own was just a bluff. His real move is his fists.
Come to think of it, there was an option in the duel scenes for “I’ll fight with my fists after all!” I can’t be the only one who thought, “You can use magic, so why not use it?”
But it seems Julian was the type who would choose to fight with his fists.
However, to me, who has learned dual-wielding from Eugen, Julian appeared full of openings and slow.
“Ha!”
“Oof!?”
My full-force right straight struck Julian’s face. It was a powerful blow from someone he had called fat, driven by my body weight.
Julian was dramatically thrown back, rolling around in the flower bed. He eventually lay sprawled out in the flower bed, not getting up.
“Hey, Engelbrecht. It’s clear that I’m the winner, right?”
“Huh? Ah, well…”
It seemed Engelbrecht was as taken aback by the outcome as anyone else, his response was vague.
But that wouldn’t be accepted.
“Engelbrecht, you’re the referee right now, aren’t you? A referee who lets personal feelings influence their judgment is the lowest of the low.”
“Damn it! Fine, fine. The winner is Leonhart.”
“200 gold coins. Don’t forget.”
“Yeah…”
Engelbrecht’s shoulders slumped in defeat. Since Engelbrecht would likely be the one to pay the gold coins, it seemed he was resigned to it. After all, he was the one who goaded Julian on. I hope he considers 200 gold coins a lenient amount as a sign of my mercy.
“Not using magic, huh…”
“I refuse. It’s barbaric.”
“After all, they’re just commoners and dropouts, right?”
The audience who had come from the classroom to the courtyard seemed quite disinterested, but it didn’t matter. I wasn’t doing this duel to please them.
“Congratulations on your victory in the duel, Leonhart-sama. That was an amazing punch!”
“Thank you, Celia.”
Celia’s smile was the only thing that truly comforted me.
I couldn’t know Celia’s true feelings. I couldn’t read minds. She might have wanted to be freed, or she might have been captivated by Julian. But I was glad she smiled at me.
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“I’m sorry, Celia. I made you a pawn in this. Even though it couldn’t be helped, I feel awful…”
“No, it’s alright. The pride of a noble is important. I don’t mind.”
“Let me make it up to you next time. Anything is fine. I’ll do anything.”
“Really, it’s not necessary. I understand your situation.”
“But that doesn’t settle it for me. I want you to make any request you want, as a way to help me feel better. Anything.”
“A request, you say? Alright. I’ll think of something.”
“Looking forward to it.”