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Chapter 41: Two Fierce Men

After His Highness Grayson and I parted ways, I took a look around.

Even though it was only a preliminary match, the venue for the sword fighting section was a huge success, almost full.

At the center of the venue, where the excitement was almost as great as the finals, was the figure of His Royal Highness Prince Leonardo, who was exchanging swords with representatives of the second-year students.

He smiled refreshingly as he shook his lustrous blond hair and pointed his silver blade at his opponent.

"Cha!”

I couldn't help but cover my ears as Feverish screams rose from all over the hall.

I guess you could say as expected of the student body president. He’s so popular. I didn't think that a mere preliminary match would fill up most of the seats.

"Aaah! His Royal Highness Prince Leonardo is too good-looking. ......!”

“He's so good-looking, I'm dizzy.....!”

“Wow, I think I'm going to collapse.....!”"......I certainly agree. I also fell in love for a moment."

The male students who nodded at the women's cheers “involuntarily”  seemed to be more impressed than jealous.

The blonde-haired young man's eyes narrowed as he watched the girls faint.

Then, with graceful footsteps, he slashed in one fell swoop and knocked the sword out of his opponent's hand.

The opponent's sword rolls on the floor with a dry noise.

With a flash of his flamboyantly decorated sword, the Crown Prince thrust his sword at the neck of his opponent.

"I give up......!”

The opponent player who raised both hands and declared surrender in a loud voice quivered.

Even if it's just a match, it's scary to be so serious about it.

“With the declaration of surrender by Alex Samuel Delaurence, Leonardo Ares Draconia is the victor. Please lower your swords."

The moderator officially declared the winner and the audience.... or rather the ladies were boiling.

It's amazing! With them frolicking, Crown Prince Leonard quickly lowered his sword.

He smiled softly and extended his hand to the other player, as if he were a strong man and could afford it.

Alex, who had gotten up with the help of His Highness, exchanged light conversation with him and bowed his head.

His expression was bright and somewhat refreshing.

What did Prince Leonardo say? I couldn't hear what he said because it was drowned out by the cheers. I was trying to learn about the charisma of His Royal Highness Prince Leonardo instead of his personable ...... personality.

As I puffed out my cheeks at the audience, whose enthusiasm had not cooled down, Senior Alex and His Royal Highness Prince Leonardo were leaving the venue.

As I watched their backs, I was excited to see His Highness Grayson's match next.

“We will now move on to the fourth match. Please enter the ring.”

When the MC in charge of the sword fighting division said this, two fighters appeared in the extremely heated hall.

In contrast to his opponent, who walked through the hall in a dour manner, His Highness Grayson walked with a dignified bearing.

The audience naturally shut their mouths as they felt the dignity of a champion in his attitude.

The hall was silent, as if the noise that had just occurred had been a lie.

His Royal Highness Prince Leonardo may have a better talent for attracting people, but His Royal Highness Grayson may have a better talent for controlling people. Well, I don't think he's aware of it.

“The preliminary match between Innocent Iggy Hughes of Class 1B and Grayson Lee Soleil of Class 1C will now begin. Both of you, please ready your swords."

Following the words of the MC, the opposing player and His Highness Grayson drew their swords from their scabbards.

The sword's body, black as darkness, glowed with light.

The sword was as unadorned as ever, but I was strangely fascinated by it.

Perhaps it was the unusual color of the sword, but the audience's eyes were naturally drawn to his hand.

“The winner is the one who makes his opponent lose the battle or surrender. Please begin at ────."

As soon as the start of the match was announced, the opposing player rushed forward as if to say that he had to win first.

In front of the oncoming enemy, a beautiful young man with black hair, who did not move an eyebrow, grasped his sword with one hand.

Then, he quickly put his free hand behind his back.

Isn't it necessary to use both hands? It's pretty rude to the other party, but it's not a rule violation ... Oh well.

"Haaah!!!"

His Highness Grayson didn't move an inch in front of his opponent, who slashed at him with a shout.

He lightly caught the sword that was swung down at his head and flipped it away.

It was a simple feat of strength, but it clearly showed the difference in ability between Innocent and Grayson.

The beautiful black-haired young man, who readied his sword as if nothing had happened, was not in a hurry and was unconcerned.

The opponent player is also an excellent swordfighter selected from the class, but ... the level is too different.

This is not a good match for him.

"...! << Boost >>!"

Perhaps he was impatient because he was shown the difference in ability, the opponent player activated a strengthening magic.

Innocent, who has dramatically improved his physical ability, squeezes the handle of his sword and starts running.

──── Still, His Highness Grayson did not change his color stance

“──── Your attacks are too one-patterned. You need more variety."

With such a mutter, the beautiful young man with black hair smashed his opponent's sword.

The broken sword falls to the floor and reflects off the light. Innocent, whose weapon was ruined without even being given a chance to swing his sword, opened widened his eyes.

"Ugh, no way.....?"

“Unfortunately, it's real."

His Highness Grayson mercilessly points out the reality to the opponent who is stunned as he grasped the broken sword.

I try hard to resist the urge to shout, "Are you a demon?", Innocent sits there, slack-jawed.

The beautiful black-haired young man held his sword in front of him, completely demoralized. The tip of the black sword was pointed at Innocent-sama's throat.

“I'll let you choose whether to surrender or faint.”

His Highness Grayson, perhaps out of concern, left the choice to the opponent.

“...... I surrender.”

“Alright."

His Highness Grayson nodded firmly and turned to the moderator.

As silence descended on the scene as the moderator of the sword fighting division coughed once.

“Eh, ah...... Innocent Iggy Hughes declares his surrender and Grayson Lee Soleil wins. Please put down your swords."

His Highness Grayson was declared the victor and the dark-haired young man sheathed his sword in silence.

The other player, Innocent, was picking up a broken sword.

Maybe it was quite expensive, he looks like he’s about to cry.

"... I broke it neatly, so you should probably be able to fix it. A good blacksmith would be able to repair it in a day."

"Huh, is that true......?”

“Aah."

When His Highness Grayson gave advice to the half-crying Innocent, he visibly cheered up.

His cheeks relaxed with a look of both relief and joy.

As if the weapon was more important than the victory or defeat of the match, he bowed his head to his opponent and thanked him.

At any rate, I'm glad it all worked out. It would have been very awkward if it had ended on a delicate note.

I took a glance at them as they left in a good mood and quickly left my seat.

Now that we've finished watching His Highness Grayson's match, ──── it's time to head to the magic section.

I muttered to myself without saying a word to anyone, and quickly left the venue for the magic fighting section.

The qualifying match for the ──── magic division was almost upon us.

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