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

immediately after the match was over, two magicians who appeared to be Almire's men came up to the arena with a stretchy gurney.

"Please follow the instructions."

'Yes, ma'am."

Almire gave a meaningful message. The two magicians put Ash, who had been beaten to a pulp by me, on the stretcher and headed off.

"Um..."

"Hm? What is it?"

Almire replied in a whisper to my question, but kept a pleasant smile on face for the spectators.

"The guy who took Ash is ------.

"Yes, that's right. I'm going to use such and such means to extract the information he possesses under the pretext of medical treatment."

"So you're going to be that thorough?

"That's because the royal family might be targeted.'

"Royalty is a powerful family."

'They are the face of the country. The main focus this time is to make the memories speak through magic rather than through torture. That's a pretty soft way to charge someone with attempted treason, isn't it?"

　"No, no, no. It's a lax way to make someone talk by using a variety of magic tricks."

　I mean...

"Is it all right if I teach you that?"

"No, I don't mind.　I see in the near future you will be the second princess's bodyguard. So it would be good to know, right?"

"What?"

You're too surprised. And you'd better get back. It'll look suspicious if we stand around here talking any longer.

'Oh, I understand."

　Almire was right. I decided to leave the arena and go back to the guest of honor's seat.

　I was not sure if what she just said was true.

　Could I really be Crescencia's bodyguard?

　How?

　When do you mean in the near future?

　I have no idea. I don't know, but--

Almire is not the type to tell unnecessary lies in serious moments. If that's the case, the remark was true.

I am sure that Almire came to such a decision in the midst of political games that can be seen only after standing in the position of head of the magician order.

　The circumstances surrounding the royal family are probably that advanced. It is only natural that I could not predict it.

　Maybe Almire is working on it. Or Schneizel?

　Either way, I'm grateful.

　Yeah. If they are working on it, this competition will be even more unbeatable.

If I do well, it will be a good opportunity to show off my skills.

"Oh, he' s back."

I heard Saraswati's voice and looked at her.

"I'm back".

"Why are you giving it your all? You said you were going to hide it."

 

Shouldn't I talk to anyone about anything that might involve Crescencia?

I know I' m not the only one who's been hiding my abilities, so I thought I'd better take him down before he does something to me.

"There's a way to do that."

"I know."

"---- Well, I won, so there's nothing to be worried about."

　In the middle of the conversation, Lucy held out her right hand toward me. What? Oh, high-five?

We hit each other with the palm of our hands.

"I like it. "

　I finally take a seat next to Saraswati.

"You don't want me to go for Sarasvati?"

"What, you want me to?"

"I don't want you to."

"Then don't ask me."

I can imagine that she would like to do that, but it's not interesting to talk to her here, so I don't.

　But it's no fun to talk to her here, so I decided to just let it go.

Me, Saraswati, Lucy, and Raymond. The four of us sat side by side and stared at the arena for a while without anyone opening their mouths.

There were only four matches for the eight best competitors, and if everything went smoothly, they would all be over in the morning.

　That would leave too much time.

After my match, there was a famous theater troupe performing.

　While listening to them, I received a book that I had left with Vasel and read it.

No two copies of a book are read at the same time here. I'm not reading two books at the same time here, so as not to leak out the most effective way to train my thinking skills.

'Speaking of which, congratulations on your victory."

　After a while, Saraswathi spoke to me.

" "Hmm? Thanks."

"Don't lose ."

'Of course not. I'm not going to lose to anyone."

"Even me?"

"Yeah, that's right."

T"l. I'm going to beat you."

　I couldn't keep my eyes from looking at Saraswati's profile.

　They say that the four of us are the favorites, but the real leaders are Lieselotte and Lucy.

　To fight me, Saraswathi has to keep winning against them.

　He is fatally inferior to Lucy in terms of talent, and to Lieselotte in terms of both talent and accumulated effort.

　After picking up two wins in a row, her sword will finally reach me.

I wonder what Saraswati looks like in front of that inferno.

 

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　Norwin sits next to me and continues reading without looking at me.

I thought it was cold and that he should at least send me a few words of encouragement, but I'm glad he did.

　I don't know what I look like right now.

　My hands are shaking. It's not warrior's fear. It's terror.

Since then, I have been seriously thinking about how to win against Lieselotte, but the more I think about it, the more clearly the two letters of defeat appear in my mind.

　There is no way to win. Even I, who have grown stronger through this tournament, am still no match for that monster of a woman.

No matter what cards I played, I could only see a future where I would be defeated before her godlike speed and monstrous strength.

　The pinnacle that I could never reach was right in front of me.

　But this is the only way for me.

　I have lived with the sword since before I can remember. I love it, I am devoted to it, and I can't think of anything else.

That's why I wanted to fight on this big stage with Norwin, who made me pick up the sword again after I had nearly given up on it.

　Ahhhh. Why is this happening?

　At the very least, I should have been able to hit the eight strongest or something along the way.

Of all the things to do, to leave two of the walls that had tortured me back then, before fighting Norwin.

"Saras."

"What?"

　Norwin spoke to me with his eyes fixed on the book. 'You're scared in a weird way,' he said, 'you should have seen me from the outside. Why didn't he just look at me from the front? I thought, "Why don't I just say something to him?"

" Keep up the good work."

"It's obvious."

But I thought this was a good thing.

　I felt like if I could beat Lieselotte and Lucy and then stare Norwin down head-on in the arena, that would feel the best.

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After the scaling by the troupe was over, the second match among the eight strong was played.

A fierce battle between the strongest who had survived up to this point. It was a match worth watching, but not one I couldn't beat.

　After beating Raymond and coming this far, the only ones I could lose to were Lucy, Lieselotte, or Sarasvati.

The match confirmed this again.

　And so, next.

The match among the eight strong was to take place.

Sarasvati and Lieselotte were in the arena with me, Lucy, and Raymond watching.