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Chapter 14: The Hell from Which There Is No Escape

"Trash barbarian, have you prepared your farewell letter?

"In matches within the academy, intentionally lethal attacks are generally considered out of bounds, I believe."

"It doesn't matter if a few barbarians die; it's irrelevant."

(What nonsense... This is the epitome of a spoiled rich kid. Compared to these people, the rich kid who got a bit too confident working as his dad's secretary seems cute.)

Believing that their words and actions are genuinely right, they wouldn't hesitate to kill if it serves their perceived righteousness.

It's truly the mindset of a pampered rich kid who has been coddled too much.

"It's extreme, isn't it? Well, it's more satisfying to crush you that way."

"Hmph! Just bravado, as expected."

"From my perspective, it feels like I'm the one saying that... Hey, Mr. Referee, since these rich kids here seem fully intent on killing me, is it alright if I have a bit of fun without killing them?"

"...We'd rather you didn't have such an overly intense match, but... do as you please."

With the referee's approval, the verbal exchange of blows came to an end.

The three of them moved to the starting line, poised for action.

The match was about to begin, and the atmosphere sensed by the student spectators was extremely... or in a way, quite intense.

The student representing the Regula family, someone who had secured the top position in the exams.

Students who had survived in the aristocratic world, enduring fierce competition as internal advancement students... external transfer students who had overcome rigorous training and academic studies to not lose to internal advancement students. Both groups harbored a dislike for the person from the Regra family, the student named Ishud Regula.

"Fight so that neither side has regrets... Begin!!!!"

The first person wields a longsword, while the second person holds a long spear.

Both have chosen professions that are suitable for their respective weapons.

Facing these two, Ishud, in particular, doesn't draw any weapon, remaining unarmed. Moreover, there is no sign of him preparing for the imminent attacks from the two, and he maintains a relaxed posture without any sense of alertness.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What am I doing? I'm not scheming anything in particular. To me, you guys aren't opponents worth bothering to take weapons against or seriously prepare for."

““!!!!!””

The tension of the two individuals reached its boiling point all at once.

The first person made a slight forward leap, and as the second person followed suit to match the first's movement, they thrust forward as the second arrow.

(Seems like they've at least undergone a second job change... yeah, that's really about it.)

After the number of sword and spear attacks exceeded dozens, palms struck the bellies of the two, sending them flying backward.

“““““.................Huh?”””””

The moment the match began, the voices of the students who had been cheering for the two stopped abruptly.

"Hey, hey, I just pushed their stomachs a bit. Whether they make that 'Oh, I've taken damage' kind of appeal or not doesn't matter. Just stop fooling around and come at me seriously already."

The two individuals, who had been evaluated by Ishudo as not even suitable for play during the warm-up stage, were now getting carried away after getting through the warm-up.

"What?! Don't get cocky just because you got through the warm-up!!!"

"Screaming or begging won't stop me!!!"

"Enough with the talk, just get serious already."

The first and second individuals enveloped their entire bodies with magical power, enhancing their respective skills. 

They dramatically increased their physical abilities and once again attacked with an improvised combination.

"Hmmm... At least you haven't been slacking off on training. That's the feeling of sword and spear, I suppose."

““Don't underestimate us!!!””

After the exchange of over a hundred attacks, a quiet comment slipped out.

The two individuals, who keenly caught that comment, became even more enraged. 

With blood vessels bulging on their faces, they swung their respective weapons, now imbued with elemental magic.

(Magic sword and magic spear... that's all there is to it. If they can imbue elemental magic as a skill, their overall combat strength should be higher. They really are just pampered nobles.)

Not only did the two unleash the power of their weapons, but they also strategically timed their skill techniques in swordsmanship and spear techniques.

Both of them were technically of noble descent, having received guidance from knights since childhood and continued their training at the academy under specialized teachers.

It's not that the two individuals are inherently weak. 

The professions they have built up, their levels, and skills are not just for show.

However, there is a seemingly insurmountable barrier between Ishud and the two at the current moment.

This barrier is now manifesting in the ongoing battle.

Ishud, without using any skills, envelops his body only in magic and first stops the slash from the first person with his bare hands.

"What?! Ugh!!!??"

"Take this!!!"

"Whoa."

"What?! What's happening!?"

The first person took a kick, losing balance, while the second person had their thrust stopped by two fingers and also received a well-placed kick to the abdomen.

"Come on, it's still too early to sleep."

From that point on, it was truly a one-sided onslaught.

Ishud deliberately didn't attempt to defeat the first and second individuals with just a few attacks. Instead, he landed a moderate number of blows, hitting them repeatedly with dozens of strikes.

"Here you go."

"What the hell!!!??"

And when their movements had completely slowed down, he proceeded to destroy their weapons, the longsword and the spear.

Even when their weapons were shattered, Ishud didn't declare victory. Instead, his relentless onslaught resumed against the first and second individuals.

"What... what the!? Ugh!!? Nooo!!?"

"Th-this way!? Gah!!? Ughhh!?"

"Hey, hey, what's going on!! You were all high and mighty!! You kept saying whatever you wanted about people being frontier savages or trash barbarians, so give it your best shot!!!"

Whether they wanted to ask him to stop or were about to declare surrender, they couldn't complete their sentences. Ishud's fists and kicks were unleashed upon their faces at a speed that made it impossible to confirm whether they even attempted to say something until the very end.

"You thought you were noble, right? Then, you can't afford to lose to frontier savages. Come on, show more guts!!!"

"Aghhhhh!!!??"

From impacts, internal bleeding, and fractures, the right arm of the first individual broke completely.

Even so, Ishud's attacks didn't stop, and the hellish situation where the two couldn't escape... even if they wanted to, continued.

"!?"

However, just as they were on the brink of losing consciousness, an attack came flying towards Ishud.

"So, you dodge after all. But that's as far as it goes."

The person who appeared in the ring was... at first glance, a female student with such beauty that one might mistake her for a goddess.

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