To Save My Favourite Character, I Decided To Destroy the Game’s Plot

When the match between Norwin and Raymond ended, Galdias looked at Norwin with excitement, confident that a new star had been born.

Looking at the result alone, it was a hard-fought victory for Norwin, but he was a stronger fighter than he appeared to be.

　In the early stages of the race, Raymond was able to take full advantage of his speed. in the early stages of the match, and his winning strategy was to use his speed to overpower the opponent. He was surely the winner when he brought the fight into that shape.

Norwin, who was able to make up the difference in speed with his skill alone, was beyond remarkable, even extraordinary. It is unthinkable that he has a far deeper understanding of spears than Raymond, who has devoted himself to spears for two years.

Next was the middle stage of the stamina battle.

　The way he kept attacking without even pausing for a breath, without even giving Raymond a chance to step in, was a masterpiece of spear handling.

This is also a tactic that is only made possible by the extraordinary skill of the spearman.

　The rational spear, wielded at the shortest possible distance with minimal waste, was barely able to keep up with the genius's speed.

　If that were all, Raymond would have been able to rewind with his speed. But Norwin, the master of the art, was strong here as well.

He did not just throw out moves, but also connected between moves with his skill. By mixing in feints and other attacks as he pulled back his spear, he kept Raymond from resting even for a moment.

A spear fight based on stamina. In a kind of warrior's contest, Norwin overwhelmed the genius.

Then, the final phase.

　Raymond once overwhelmed him here.

　Facing the wall that he had to overcome, Raymond, who had laid bare his fighting instincts, even showed a tyrannical strength.

　The propulsive force produced by his own leg-crushing strides was on par with the speed of warriors in past battles.

　It was on that level. A child of only six years of age had stepped into a realm that reminded one of a battlefield, even if only for a moment.

　In fact, at that moment, Ghardias was convinced that Raymond had won.

　He was stronger than he had been when he was six years old, stronger than Schneizel had been when he was six, stronger than Schneizel had been when he was ten. Only Lucy could have beaten him.

That's what he thought, and his conviction was once again overturned.

Norwin had not been serious until this very moment.

　His speed had jumped several times due to his physical enhancement, and the magic he showed in less than a second was diverse and unmatched in accuracy.

　Although he had only shown the first level, his handling of it was equal to that of a magician with several decades of study under his belt.

　Yes. It was Norwin who was truly hiding his power. If he had done that first, it would have been settled in a second.

　He dared to throw away that option, overwhelmed his opponent on the Raymond stage, and kept on playing with his spear until he was overwhelmed by the momentum of his talent at the end.

　Truly, there is no bottom in sight. It is hard to picture his strength because he is six years old, but even if he grows up to be an adult with his current level of spear and magic skills, he will be the most talented person on the continent.

"Schneizel. This time you won hands down. I didn't think you had such a talented person with you '.

"No, I didn't think he was that powerful either."

　Schneizel mutters with a serious face. The person's figure is approaching from behind him. It is...

"You really don't know why he's so strong?"

'Oh? What's wrong with you, you damp fox?"

　It was Almire.

　Standing behind Schneizel, she smiled amusedly and took up the challenge.

"I thought I'd better explain it carefully to the big sword fool whose brain is made up of muscle."

'Oh?'

"Well, , well, you'd better listen carefully. I'm currently making a mistake in the way I'm raising Nor boy."

　When Schneizel was assured that he was wrong, he sat up with an angry look on his face. But just before he had second thoughts, he meditated and sat back down

"I'll at least listen to what you have to say, and if I make a mistake, I'll correct it. Just tell me."

"That's good. Then, I'll put Norbu's strength into simple words."

　With a throaty laugh rolling down his throat, Almire expressed her theory.

"The basis of Norwin strength lies in his ability to think quickly."

"I know that."

 

, "Ha-ha-ha, that's a funny joke. I don't know what the hell it is. Remember when I said that a genius in a fight doesn't really think?"

"I remember. That's still my theory. Geniuses don't think before they act, but rather they use their training and natural sensitivity on the spur of the moment in the heat of battle."

'That's it. I think the same thing. And Norwin surpasses his speed with the power of thought."

"What?"

"I see. I see."

Schneizel was questioning and Gardias seemed to be satisfied.

　Almire continued his explanation.

 "Look, think, and move the body. The sequence of those steps can be done faster than the reflexes of a genius. That's why he was able to perform so many moves at super-speed. It's even more amazing than words can say."

"So that's it, huh?"

 

The thinking power was remarkable, but Schneizel, who does not train with Norwin every day, did not expect it to be that great.

　If what Almire says is true, Norwin's limits must be truly unfathomable.　

While the reflection of genius beats the optimal solution on the spot, it is hard to think of a move that would be considered a bad move, with the exception of Lucy. The lack of options is a weak point.

　Norwin, however, does not have that. Because he thinks, he is able to make any move he likes from the countless options in his mind.

 

"Ha, you're right, I was brought up the wrong way. I knew he was a great talent who had not yet reached his full potential. t, so I took too much care of him.'

"What are you going to do now?'

 

"I'll work him hard every day as long as I can. I'm going to make him absorb all the skills and power that I have. It's not just me. I'll make him fight all types of fighters".

"I see. I thought you should do the same."

"Then, I'll teach him magic. Oh, General, Nor boy, can use the same magic as me in the first level, right?"

I" don't know about that. I can't say that I'm surprised."

The limit of Norwin's growth is still unclear.

　And Raymond, who will be gaining strength at an accelerated rate in the future, will also be a good match for him , and the bottom will be out of reach even for the three of them.

　On this day, Arcadia gained two stars. They are the rising stars that will surely color the next generation.

 

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'Hmph, giggle. Kuhkuh, heh, heh haha."

Lieselotte couldn't suppress the laughter that came up.

She thought it was a match below her, but when she opened the cover, that was not the case at all.

Raymond, who showed all his talent at the end of the match, was definitely stepping into the same realm as he was.

　The reason he didn't win that one was because his body was too young. If his body becomes sturdy in a few years, he will surely become an incredibly strong spearman, taking his growth into account.

　And then there was Norwin.

Lieselotte's impression of him was that of a masterful spearman.

Each skill was remarkable, but to her surprise, it was not so different from that of an acrobat.

　She was confident that she could blow the tricks out of the water.

But when magic was combined with it, his ability had also increased to the point where he could threaten Lieselotte.

And it appears that he is still keeping his magic under lock and key.

" I  can't help but look forward to it."

Her status as an imperial princess and her natural talent tied her down.

　The adults could not be serious in their training with her, a member of the royal family.

Even the few who did give it their all were mostly half-wits who could not satisfy Lieselotte.

When she was a child, she was able to put up with even mediocre opponents, but now that she is ten years old, it is not enough at all.

She wants more and stronger stimulation that will not break even if she tries to break it.

With this in mind, he forced a trip out of the country and finally found three, maybe four, new toys.

'How far will you go? How far do you ascend?"

Lieselotte, who knows nothing of barriers, is enjoying herself, but is still in a state of weariness. She feels supreme joy in the presence of someone who can free her from it.

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"------Saras, you're smiling."

'Because I'm not afraid to look at that thing. This place says I can keep up."

　Putting her hand on her own chest, Saraswati strengthens her conviction.

　It's no surprise that Norwin is ahead . He was not inferior to anyone else.

It was rather him who was not expecting it.

Even after seeing all that power, she don't feel like she' s going to falter at all. she want to swing the weapon right now. The initial impulse in his chest did not subside, but became more and more intense.

"I'm not going to lose. I won't ever lose."

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Lucy gazes a little enviously at Saraswati, who is breathing that she will definitely win.

　No, it's not just Saraswati. It is also true for Lieselotte, who is a little further away.

　---Why do they look so happy together?

　Lucy was a little frustrated. Even after seeing what she had just seen, she still didn't feel the slightest bit defeated.

　Neither Norwin, Lieselotte, Saraswati, nor Raymond truly understood Lucy's true nature.

In original game she is the pinnacle of the strongest named, but now that she has lost to Norwin early on, she has a growth curve that is even greater than that of such an Alue.

　It is good to be strong. I can protect Norwin and everyone else. As for Lucy, she was happy with that.

　But as a warrior, she wasn't satisfied.

　She wondered if Norwin would defy her expectations again, like he had done that time.

　Thinking this, Lucy turned her expectant gaze to the arena.

Whether her wish would come true or not was yet to be seen.

　That day, Lucy advanced to the second round with a victory so overwhelming that her opponent let go of his sword and began to cry as soon as the match was over.