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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 206: Autumn Harvest Festival (3)

Chapter 206: Autumn Harvest Festival (3)

I could feel her‍‌‌ feet slithering across⁠‌ my legs through⁠ the single layer⁠ of clothing separating‌‌ us two, and‌ I unintentionally ended‌‍⁠ up imagining her​‍⁠ soft and bare‌ feet.

Ignoring⁠⁠​ what was happening‍ beneath the table,‌ I looked straight⁠‍‌ into her eyes‍ but she returned‌​ a provocative smile.‌‌‌

“…”‍‍

She‍‍ seductively rested her‍⁠⁠ chin on her‍⁠ two hands and​ continued fidgeting with‍​ her toes, sensing⁠​⁠ my flustered reaction⁠ which I was⁠‍‌ trying to conceal.‌

This​‌ girl…

“Kuhum…‌​ More importantly, how‌ is Undry these⁠​⁠ days? I know‌ you were chosen‍‌ by Undry, but‌⁠‌ did that change⁠⁠⁠ anything? Can you‌ do anything with‌‌ it?”

“It‍ is a magical‍‍ cauldron, but the​‍‌ cauldron itself serves​⁠ no value in⁠‌⁠ a fight. The⁠​⁠ only thing interesting,‌⁠ I guess, would‌‍ be that food‌​‌ bubbles out of⁠​ the cauldron. I can even take‍ out a living‌⁠ pig or a cow.”

“Hoh…”‍​

If​‍‌ that really was​⁠‍ the case, wouldn’t‌​‍ that solve all‌‌‍ problems regarding food?‍‍

Estelle‌ forced my thoughts‌‌ to a stop‍ by lifting the⁠​⁠ hems of my‍ trousers and pinching‍‌​ the flesh underneath​‌‍ with her toes.​‍‍

“The‌‍⁠ problem was that​​ they all died‌​ without lasting more‌​​ than an hour.”⁠

“…And​⁠⁠ why is that?”‍

“My‌‌‌ best guess is​ that it’s because‌‌ there is not‌‌ enough divine energy‌​ in this land‍⁠‌ after the disappearance⁠ of the gods.⁠ This world is‍⁠​ no longer the⁠ paradise it used‍​‍ to be, after​​ all.”

“…”‌‍‍

“That‌‍ is why we‌‍‍ are so important,⁠​​ Dongsaeng.”

She‌ said after wrapping​‍‍ her hands around⁠​ mine.

“We‌‌⁠ need the real‌⁠​ faith brought back‍‌ unto this land.”⁠​‍

“What​ does that have⁠ to do with‍ me…?”

“Don’t​‌ pretend like you​‍ don’t know what‌​​ I mean. Dongsaeng,​ you are the‌⁠‍ God of the‍⁠‌ Sun, and I’m‍‍ the Goddess of⁠​ Earth. The moment‌ we were chosen⁠‌ by Claiomh Solais​‌ and Undry which​‍ represent divinity, we‍‍ became the successor‍ gods of Nuada​ Airgetlam and Dagda⁠ Mor.”

“…”‌⁠​

It‌‌ was too big‌​ of a scale​ for me to‌ find the words‌ to say in‍‍ response.

Danann.‍‌‍

The‌ real gods that​⁠‌ truly existed in‌ this fantasy world.‌⁠​ It wasn’t like‍‍⁠ I didn’t know⁠‌ what those ancient‌⁠⁠ symbols of divinity⁠⁠ were able to‌‌‌ achieve.

In‍ the first place,‌​‌ my Master, as‌ well as Eochaid​‌‍ Bres and Tates‌‍ Valtazar from our⁠‌‌ opposing faction, were‍ all real gods,​‍ so I was​ aware of what​ a Danann was⁠​⁠ capable of.

The‍‍​ same goes for‌ the Frost Giant​‌ and those ladies​​ of the North.​‌

This​‌‍ world used to​​ have gods, but⁠‍‍ it was now‌​​ a world where​‌‍ divine energy was⁠ left behind with‍‍‍ the gods no​ longer in existence.​

There‌‍‌ were so many​ things that new⁠ gods would be⁠​‌ able to do⁠ in these inhabited‍​‌ lands and the​​‌ level of their​ influence would surely⁠ be extraordinary.

“We⁠ need more gods.⁠‍ We are the​ only ones who‌‍ can save the⁠ people who have‍ fallen to misery.”‌‍

“That​‍ is… quite an​‌ arrogant mindset.”

“Perhaps,⁠ but we have‌ the power to‌​⁠ make that happen.⁠⁠ And we also‌⁠ have the responsibility​⁠ so~”

Why‌ don’t we increase⁠​ the number of​​⁠ gods?

Estelle‍​‌ added mischievously with‌‌‍ a suggestive smile.⁠ Her bare foot​ was now even⁠⁠ trying to crawl‌ all the way‌‍ up to my‌‌ thigh.

“Fufu~.⁠ You really have‌‌ very thick thighs.”​

“Can​ you stop doing​⁠ something so weird?!”​

“Weird?⁠​‌ How is it​ weird? Can you‌⁠ explain it to​‍⁠ me? Come on~”‌⁠⁠

“Eek…!”‌‌

Despite⁠‌ my reaction, she​​​ continued to delightfully‌‌ indulge in my‌⁠ thighs with her‍⁠ bare foot.

“Oh‍ my~. Look at⁠ you blush. I guess you are⁠ a man after⁠ all!”

“Kuhum…!”⁠

“Stop‌​ saying no – I know you‌ like it. Be‌‌ honest. You don’t‌‌‍ hate it do‍ you?”

“W,⁠⁠‍ well. That’s true‍⁠ but…”

It‍ seemed that I couldn’t be like‌​ those cool web‌​ novel protagonists. I didn’t necessarily hate‍‍ the unfathomably large⁠‍⁠ number of girls‍ who showed their⁠ affection toward me.‍⁠⁠

“Ehew…⁠ Was that why?”⁠‌ I muttered to‍ myself.

“Nn?⁠​‍ What do you⁠‌ mean?”

“Nothing.”‌

It⁠‍​ wasn’t to this‍ extent when Park‌ Sihu was with‍​‍ me… What was‌ the difference between‍‍​ the current and‍​⁠ last iteration?

In⁠​⁠ any case, I found Estelle and‍ Miru to be‍ quite similar. They⁠⁠‌ were both aggressive​‍​ with their approaches‍ and incredibly proactive.⁠‍ If I lost​⁠‌ the initiative, I might be devoured‍ like I was‍‌ in the last⁠ iteration…

– Thud!

“Dongsaeng?”​

When‌⁠​ I stood up‍ with a thud,⁠​ it became immediately⁠ obvious that Estelle​‍⁠ was slightly flustered.​ Reminding myself once‌ again that I couldn’t let either‌‌‌ her or her⁠ sister get the‍‍ upper hand, I pushed through with‍‌​ the initiative.

I picked her up​​ into my arms‌ before she could⁠‌ react.

– Kya!

Lifting​‌ the princess into‌​ a princess carry,‍ I lowered her‌ onto the top-class⁠‌⁠ bed inside the‌⁠ suite room. It​⁠​ took less than​‍​ a second for‌⁠​ me to be‍‍‌ basically on top⁠‌ of her.

“A,‍‌​ aha… Very assertive,⁠‍ aren’t you?”

She‌‌‌ said while rolling​‍‌ her eyes around,⁠​⁠ unable to look​‍ straight into my‍‌ eyes.

“W,⁠‍‍ wah… A, a bit hot, isn’t​​ it? Maybe we‍‍ need some air.​ S, should we​ open the window?”‌

She‌ seemed panicky.

Even‍ though she had⁠‌ been extremely touchy⁠⁠ and mischievous the‌ whole time, she‌ was frightened when‌‍ push came to⁠ shove.

To⁠‍ be fair, that‍​‌ was pretty normal.‍⁠​

She‌⁠ was the first‌‌⁠ princess of the‌ royal family and​‍‌ the Saintess, raised‌ up like a priceless gem. Like‍⁠ a plant in​ a glasshouse, she⁠‌⁠ was kept away‍ from holding hands​⁠ with a male⁠​‍ let alone having⁠‍ a relationship.

It⁠ was therefore natural‍‍ for the pure-white-canvas​ of a princess‍⁠‍ to sweat and⁠​⁠ blush from mere​‍⁠ closeness with a member of the​⁠ opposite sex.

“Uhh,​ umm. Dongsaeng? Now⁠‍‌ that I think‍​​ about it, I was in a rush and didn’t​​ even take a shower—”

“Should‍ we go in‍‍ together?”

“…!”‌

Her‌​‍ eyes widened into‍‌⁠ circles. Frightened, she‍ thrashed her arms‌‍ and legs in‍⁠ an attempt to⁠ break away.

“That’s…‍ a bit…!”

As‍⁠‌ expected, she was⁠ still a kid.‍⁠​ Well, a 22-year-old​ was far from⁠‍ being a kid​​ but…

In​‌ any case, she​‌ soon gave up⁠ on breaking away‌‍‍ from the bed​​⁠ and prudently suggested​ a deal.

“Why‍ don’t we just…⁠‍ hold our hands​ for tonight?!”

“Not‌​‌ something a maiden​‍ in a marriageable‌ age should be‌ saying.”

– Thud!

“Aht…!”⁠‍⁠

I gave her a flick to the‍‍ forehead, which made​‌‍ a small portion‌ of her pure-white​​⁠ skin turn red.​‌‍

“So‌​⁠ rude… I’m older‌ than you.”

“That’s⁠‌ what you get‌‍‌ for trying to⁠‍​ prank a grown-up​⁠ man.”

“Peh…​‍⁠ Not like I was joking though…”‌‍⁠

Estelle⁠‌​ grumbled with a pout.

“Anyway,‍​ don’t you have⁠‌‍ semi-finals tomorrow?”

“Semi-finals​‌ are in the​‌​ morning, and the⁠⁠ final is in‌‌​ the afternoon.”

Since​⁠ the Tournament was​⁠‍ just one of‍‌⁠ the many events‍​ in the Harvest‍ Festival, the matches‍ were held in⁠⁠‌ a quick manner,‌‍ and it was‍​ definitely very different⁠⁠ from last year⁠ where the Tournament​⁠‍ was the main‌‌ event. I guess‌‌​ they couldn’t waste‍ too much time​​ on the Tournament,⁠‍ considering all the​ other events that‍​ required an audience.‌‍

“If‌‍‌ Junior Alicia wins⁠‌ her semi-finals, she‍​​ will be against‍ me in the‍‌​ finals.”

“…What‌‍ if you don’t⁠ make it past‍ the semi-finals?”

“Me?”​⁠

Estelle‍​​ grinned. Her smile‌ displayed the confidence⁠​ of a strong‍⁠ veteran.

That​‌ was when she‍‍ suddenly asked a mean question with‍‌ her mischievous yet‍ lovable smile.

“Will⁠‌ you be cheering⁠​‍ for me?”

“Of‍​ course.”

“Oh…‍ That’s, unexpected.”

She‍ tilted her head​‍ after hearing my‍⁠‌ quick response. She‌ seemed puzzled by​⁠ how quickly I said that.

“Did‍ you… by any‌ chance say the​ same thing to​‍‌ Alicia?”

“Yeah.”‌‍

“Come​‍ on! After having‌ my hopes up⁠ like that!” she‌ said with a playful smile, but⁠‌​ couldn’t entirely conceal‍‌⁠ her disappointment.

It​‌⁠ was unfortunate but​‍⁠ I couldn’t choose​​‌ one of them.⁠‍⁠

“Noona.”‌‍⁠

I held her by⁠​​ the hands. Her​​ hands were beautiful⁠⁠ and soft.

“N,‌⁠ nn?”

“Thank‍‌ you.”

“H,​‌‍ huh? Okay? Y,‌​​ you’re welcome…?”

“Thank​⁠ you for everything.⁠‍‌ But there’s nothing⁠‌‍ much that I can do for⁠​‌ you.”

“Fufu.⁠ A kiss will‌‍ be fine.”

“That’s⁠⁠‌ a bit embarrassing…‌‍ and I feel‌⁠ bad.”

There​​‌ would come a time when I had to make​⁠ a decision, and‍​ that would make‌​ me a horrendous‌‌ bastard to the​​ remaining ones, so⁠ I couldn’t do‌‍⁠ such a thing.​

“Hmph~.‍ Can you not⁠​​ say, ‘I like⁠‌ no one else⁠ but you, Noona,’⁠‍‍ even as a lie?”

Estelle⁠​ said with a smile despite seeming​‌ rather disappointed. There‌‍‌ wasn’t much that‌​⁠ I could do‌⁠​ for her but…⁠‌

“But⁠ I can give⁠ you some advice.”‌

“Advice?”‍⁠

“Alicia‌⁠‍ is weaker than‍​‌ you in terms⁠⁠‍ of stats because‍ you are at⁠‍ an unprecedented level⁠​ in terms of‌​‌ pure power.”

One​ who could make⁠⁠⁠ miracles happen just⁠‍ with prayers.

Although​⁠ Estelle sounded overpowered‌‌⁠ and invincible, there‍​ was a way‍‍ to break through‌ it.

When​ compared to the‌​ rest of the​ party members, Alicia⁠⁠ was around the‌‌ bottom in terms​ of stats. Compared⁠‌​ to the strongest‍‌ party member, Hua‍ Ran, Dorron and​‍ his overwhelming utility,⁠​ Yuel and Kranel⁠ with their shockingly‍‌⁠ powerful combo when​​⁠ in a group,‌‌ Alicia Arden was​⁠‍ indeed quite boring‍‍​ in some ways​⁠‌ but…

“To‍​ be completely honest‍ with you, there⁠‍⁠ is no one⁠ in my guild‍ that I can’t​ win against. I am confident that​​ I could beat‍​‌ anyone there.”

“Mhmm…‍ But there’s those‍‌​ two in your‌‍ guild.”

Vampire⁠‍​ Marie and Sword‍‍‍ Master Lunia. I was not excluding⁠ those two with​​‌ that statement.

“I‍ can beat anyone.​ One way or⁠‍ another.”

“I​⁠‍ like your confidence.”‌⁠​

Even‌‌‍ in the last‌​‍ iteration, back when⁠ I was much‍‌​ weaker and without‍ the Sun, I was able to​⁠‍ beat Lunia somehow‌‌ but…

“But⁠‌ not Alicia Arden.​‍‌ No matter what‌ situation, I don’t‌ see myself winning.”‍‍

“Really…?”⁠

“I‌​ am much stronger⁠​ in terms of​ pure power, and⁠‌ to be honest,⁠ maybe I have​​‌ a slightly higher‌​ chance of winning‌⁠ in a real‌‌‍ fight to death‌‌⁠ but… even then,​⁠⁠ I’m not entirely​ sure.”

Don’t‌ be careless and​⁠​ always be vigilant.⁠‌‍ I gave the​‍ most sincere advice​‍‌ I could to​​ Estelle.

***‌⁠‌

On​ the third day‌‌‌ of the Harvest‍⁠ Festival, Wednesday, I went to the⁠‍⁠ Hunting Contest with‌‌ Ren and Ron.⁠​‍

– What’s that?

– Is that even‍‍ allowed?

All​‍​ the contestants of‌‍ the Hunting Contest​⁠‌ had their hunting​​ dogs. Some were‌⁠ veteran hunters who⁠ used to enjoy​‌‍ hunting in their‌ hometown, but most‍​‍ of them had⁠‍‍ hired their dogs⁠ from hunting dog‌ lenders who had‌‌ recently come to​​ town for business.‌​‌

Of‌ course, there were‌‍‌ also those who‍‌⁠ came by themselves‌ out of blind⁠ trust in their⁠‍ ability and those⁠‌‌ without anything planned.‌‍‍

“…⁠⁠ Are you sure​ these are dogs?”‌

“Yep~!”⁠​

“They’re​ more like wolves⁠‍‌ if anything and…‍‍‍ like, how are‌‌ they so big…?”⁠⁠⁠

“I‍‍‍ bought them overseas‌ for a hefty​​ price.”

“But‌‌‌ like, even then⁠⁠‌ this is…”

I was definitely the‌⁠⁠ most eye-catching out⁠‌⁠ of every contestant‍ present.

The‍‌‍ two golden wolves,‍‍​ Ren and Ron.‌​‌ They were in⁠⁠​ their beast forms⁠​ and were both‌ at least 3 times bigger than​‌ the biggest hunting​ dog here.

They‌ looked so frighteningly‍ intimidating, that the‍​ other dogs were‌ hiding behind their‌‍‍ owners in fear.⁠‌

No‍​‌ matter how you​​ saw it, my‌‌​ hunting dogs were‍ clearly unfair.

“They’re​ trained very well.​ Goldie, give me⁠‍ your hand!”

In‌‌‌ response, Goldie – Ren – gave⁠‌‍ a disgruntled pout‍‌​ before reluctantly giving‌ me her front‌‍ paw.

Thank‍⁠​ you, Ren! I will cook you​ your favorite boiled‍⁠ lamb cutlet when‌‍​ we go back!‌‍

“Hmm…‍‌ Do I pass‌​ this or what…”⁠

The‌​⁠ supervisor in charge‌ of the Hunting‍‌ Contest was hesitant‌‍ due to the‌​‌ two enormous golden​‍‍ wolves.

“Are​‍ there any regulations​‌ about the breed⁠ or the size‌⁠‌ of the hunting​ dogs?” I asked.‌⁠

“N,‍‍ no… There aren’t‍⁠ but…”

“Sir.​​ Do you know‍⁠​ why we have‌⁠ rules?”

“Uhh…​⁠ To protect them‍‌​ and make sure‌⁠⁠ nothing goes wrong?”‍​

“Nope.​ It’s to make⁠ use of everything‍‌‍ that wasn’t decided​ on by the​ rules!”

“That’s​‍ bullshit… you idiot!”​‌‌

The‌⁠‍ supervisor gave me‌‍ a glance like‍‌‌ I was an⁠ idiot but that‍ didn’t change anything.‌ The Hunting Contest​⁠ was just for⁠⁠ kids to play‍ around at best…​ and thus the‌‍ rules weren’t that⁠ strict!

In⁠‍ the end, it​ was my victory.‌

“WAHAHAHAHAHA…!”⁠‍‌

– Aren’t those hunting‍‌⁠ dogs way too‍‌ unfair?

– Where did he‍ even get those?‌

– I swear… I’ve​ seen them somewhere‌ though…

With‍‍ this, I had‌ my third… or​ rather, my second‌‌ golden ribbon. Fuu…‍‍

***‍‍‍

After​​⁠ overcoming the semi-finals‍‌‍ in the morning,‌⁠‌ Alicia had to⁠​​ face the finals.‌​ She took a deep breath out⁠ to chase away‌⁠ her nervousness.

She‍​⁠ fought against a senior in the‌ 4th year for⁠​​ her semi-finals. This⁠⁠‍ was his last‍‌‌ year and he,​​‍ therefore, put up‌⁠‍ quite the fight,‌ but Alicia was‍​​ able to barely​ come out on‌ top.

At‌‍⁠ last, it was⁠ five in the⁠ afternoon. The finale‍‌​ of the third‌​ day of the‍ Harvest Festival was‌ just around the​​ corner.

Her⁠‌⁠ opponent for the⁠​‍ finals was, as⁠‍​ expected, Saintess Estelle.​

– WAAAAHHH!

– SAINTESS!

– Saintess Estelle! Please​ look here!

The‍​‌ Saintess and 1st⁠ Princess of the​⁠ Kingdom, Estelle Hadassa‍ El Rath. As​ a nationally famous‌​ celebrity, she was‍‌ welcomed with the‍‌​ passionate applause and​ cheers from the‌‌ audience.

Since‌‌⁠ this was the​‍ final round and​​‌ the finale of‌⁠‍ the Tournament, the‍‌‍ host went on⁠‍⁠ and on with⁠‍ the introductions of‍​ the two fighters.​

The⁠‍‍ overboard introduction and​ flattery made the‍‌⁠ timid Alicia shrink‌​ her shoulders but…‍‌ Estelle took them​ all in with‌ a smile on​ her face as‌​‍ if that was‍⁠ nothing new.

From​ the start to‌‌‍ the end, her​⁠ eyes were on​‍ Alicia and nothing‍​ else.

…She’s‍​‌ strong.

Estelle‍⁠‌ was strong. Not‌ only did she‌ leave a strong‍‍ impact in the‍ qualifiers, but she​​‌ also declared as⁠⁠ such when she‍ first entered the​ tournament stage.

– Sorry. I’m a bit busy so…‌ the matches will‍⁠ be quite boring.‌​‌

As‌‌‌ she said, it​ was quite boring‌⁠⁠ for the audience,‌‌‌ because she dashed‌ forward at a speed that most‍ knights couldn’t even‌​​ follow and punched‌‍ her opponent out​‍ of bounds to​ end all of⁠‌ her matches with‍ a single blow.‌​

With‌‌‌ just a single‍‌ blow and a single punch, she⁠ both KO’ed and‍‌⁠ disqualified the opponent​‌​ by making them‌‌‍ fly out of‍​​ the designated stage.‍​‍

– Oh, Saintess! Looks‍‌ like you have⁠‍‍ brought a ‘weapon’⁠ this time!

That⁠‌​ was why this​‌‍ final was so⁠ special. It was⁠​​ because this time,⁠ Estelle was armed​‍⁠ with a weapon‌⁠⁠ for the first‍ time in the‍‍‌ Tournament.

“Yeah.‍ Pretty cool, right?”⁠⁠

In‍‌‍ her hands was‌‍ a 1-meter-long club.‌ It was bigger⁠‌ than her favorite‍​⁠ mace, but wasn’t‍ even made of​ metal – it‍ seemed like a wooden club.

It‍ was bizarre.

Usually,​​⁠ guardian weapons and‌​ armor were made⁠​⁠ by refining high-quality⁠​ magic stones. Superhumans,​⁠‌ who far exceeded‌​ the realms of‌ normal humans, also‌‍​ required weapons that⁠‌ exceeded the normal‌ scope of weapons.⁠⁠‌

In‌‌ that sense, it‌ was unthinkable to​ have wood in‍⁠ a piece of​‍‍ equipment. No matter​⁠ how strong, wood‌ was never tougher‌‍ than steel and​‌‌ even steel fell​‌​ short of weapons‍ made with magic‌​‍ stones.

Even​ the shaft of‌ a spear was⁠‍‍ made with refined⁠ magic stones, so⁠​ what could a wooden club possibly​‌ achieve?

– Do you plan⁠⁠‌ to reinforce it⁠‌ with your prayers,‌⁠‌ Saintess?

The‌‌ host asked a reasonable question.

With‍​ the omnipotent prayers⁠​ of the Saintess,​‍‍ it was possible‍‌⁠ to make a wooden club on⁠‍ the same level⁠​⁠ of weapons made​ of magic stones.‌⁠

That‍ was the basis‍​ of his question‌‌⁠ but Estelle denied‌⁠‌ it with a smile.

“Ah~.⁠‍‍ Is that how​‌‌ everyone thinks?”

Estelle‌​ didn’t say anything⁠ else but there‍‌ was something Alicia​‍ could tell.

There‍‍‍ were only a small number of‌ people here that‌‍‌ could tell the​ identity of that⁠⁠‍ club.

At‌‍ Mag Mell, Alicia​⁠ had received from⁠ Oengus, the Danann‍‌‍ of Love, the‌‍‌ treasure of Nemain,‌‍‌ one of the⁠ three goddesses of⁠ war.

The⁠‌‌ red horse.

Thanks‍⁠‌ to receiving divinity​‍ from the goddesses‍​⁠ of war who‍ guarded the God‌ of the Sun,‌ Alicia could tell⁠⁠‍ that the club‌ was a godly‍‌ treasure.

“Alicia,‍‌ right? You’re pretty​‌ strong. So I brought a weapon.”‍‌​

“I‍⁠‍ see…”

Alicia‍‌‌ shrunk at the‍‍ face of Estelle,‌​‍ who was like‌ the personification of‌⁠ pride and confidence.‍‌​ As an illegitimate​⁠⁠ child who had‍​‌ been cautious of‌​ her standing in⁠ her household the⁠‍‍ whole time for‌‍​ 16 years, she​ couldn’t help but‍⁠​ feel pressured by‌⁠​ people like Estelle.‍‌‍

“Korin-dongsaeng⁠​ wanted the winner’s​ prize. So I’m‌⁠ going to get​ it for him.”​​

“…”‍

It‌ was an obvious‌‌‌ provocation. That was​ the only thing⁠⁠‌ they had in​​ common and yet‌‍‍ she was unwilling​⁠ to let her‌‌ have it.

Can​‌⁠ I win? Alicia​⁠‍ asked herself.

Honestly,‍​ she didn’t see‌‌ herself winning. She​​ would most likely‍‍‍ lose but there⁠‍​ was a strange⁠ feeling of competitiveness​ soaring inside her.​

It​​‌ was a rare‍ feeling for Alicia,​ who was always⁠‍ selfless and fearful,‌⁠ but surprisingly it‌ was budding against‍ the first princess‌​‍ of the Kingdom​ and Saintess.

“I‌​‌ saw the semi-finals.​‌‍ You were pretty⁠‍ good. It was‍‌ against a Grade‍‌ 1 knight in⁠‍‍ his last year‍ at the Academy,​‍⁠ right? You did‍ quite well.”

Estelle‍‌‍ kept speaking with​‍​ a faint smile‍ on her lips,‍ and Alicia didn’t⁠ like it. She​​‌ didn’t like the⁠‍‍ leisure the princess‌‍ was giving off,​‍​ as if she​‌ wasn’t even an‍ opponent worthy of‌‌ her vigilance.

“Well,​ it would have‍​ taken me less‌⁠⁠ than 30 seconds‍ though.”

She⁠‍​ was scratching at⁠ her with her‍⁠ absolute confidence, and‌‌ Alicia decided to‌‍ break that first.⁠‌​

“I’m‍‍ winning.”

“Nn?”‌‍‍

It‌⁠ was a resolute⁠⁠​ voice that didn’t⁠ suit Alicia. She⁠‌ was ready to‍‌‌ pour a bucket‍⁠‍ of icy cold⁠​ water on Estelle’s⁠‍ absolute pride.

“Hmm~”​‍‌

Estelle‍‍​ gave her a glance before reflecting‌​ on the advice‌‌​ she got from‍‌⁠ Korin the night‌ before. She sensed‌ that it certainly‌​ wouldn’t be an​ easy battle.

“No.‌ You can’t.”

That⁠ was why she‍‌​ was trying to‍⁠‌ intimidate her opponent​ with an even⁠​ more exaggerated demonstration⁠ of confidence. It⁠⁠ was different from​ her normal display⁠​ of built-in confidence.‍‌‍

“You‌ received something from‍‌​ a goddess in​ Mag Mell, didn’t‌​ you? I got‌‍ mine too.”

She⁠‌ continued while resting‍​ the large club​‍ on her shoulders⁠‍ like a rogue​⁠ in the streets,‍‌ but no one‍ dared to connect‍ the two even‌‌ in their minds.‌‍

“When​‌​ the new era​ comes, I guess​ you will be‍ standing on ‘our’‌​ side as well.​ But… I suppose⁠ I’ll teach you​⁠ the new hierarchy⁠‌ ahead of time.”‌‌

Autumn⁠‍​ Harvest Festival – Tournament.

Successor‌‌⁠ candidate of the⁠ Arden Household, Captain‍​ of the Fifth‌‍‌ Sword Squad, and⁠​⁠ a user of‌ the Domain, Alicia​⁠ Arden.

Fighting‌‍ against her was​⁠ the one who⁠ could make miracles⁠ happen through her​‌ prayers, the child​⁠⁠ of god who⁠ now became a goddess herself, Estelle⁠‍ Hadassa El Rath.⁠​​

The‌‌ final round of⁠‍​ the two began—⁠​

“Stand​‌ your ground. It’ll​ be boring if‍‍⁠ you lose in​​‌ one go.”

❰Holy‍ Burster — Semi-Open​ IMPACT❱

— And with that,‍⁠ half of the‍‍ arena was already‍ gone.

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