In this modern era where magic and swordsmanship are developed, spear techniques are nothing more than outdated relics.
Moreover, Rodbel is a family that uses highly advanced magic as its weapon.
In a way, the weapon most opposed to magic is the spear.
Aendo knew this fact better than anyone, so he initially recommended other weapons...
That's when it happened.
"Wait—is this okay? That's not a sword!"
Banshees glared at Ligrin and protested.
Ligrin looked embarrassed.
Aendo stepped forward before he could answer.
"There's no rule that duels must be done with swordsmanship. Spearsmanship is also a proper dueling weapon."
"...Lord, what should we do?"
Ligrin asked the Duke for his decision.
The Duke stared at me intently, then...
"I permit it."
He nonchalantly allowed it.
I bowed my head towards him.
"Thank you, Duke."
Then I approached Banshees.
"Spearmanship, huh? What kind of trick is this?"
He spat out sarcastically, pointing his sword at me.
"Who knows? Whether it's a trick or not..."
I faced him and took a stance.
"You'll find out if you try."
"Eek! I don't know what kind of trick you're up to, but you shouldn't think that kind of thing will work on me!"
Whoosh!
As soon as the flag signaling the start of the duel went up,
"Haaap!"
He charged at me with a terrifying aura.
His speed was as fast as his aura.
The tip of his sword looked like it would pierce me at any moment.
It was beyond imagination.
But...
'Stay calm.'
I held my breath and followed Banshees' movements.
'I'm not scared.'
I came back from death.
I don't feel fear to this extent anymore.
The pounding of my heart, which had quickened with excitement, gradually slowed down.
The tip of the spear relentlessly chased Banshees. And...
"Die!!"
Thwack!
"Kugh?!"
The moment Banshees swung his sword, I found an opening and quickly thrust the spear.
Banshees immediately noticed and changed the trajectory of his sword to deflect the spear, but his center of gravity wavered due to the sudden change.
He hastily backed away, creating distance between us.
"W-What!"
His purple eyes shook violently.
He looked very flustered.
'Thank goodness.'
Seeing that, I let out a sigh of relief inwardly.
'Aendo is right.'
'Young Master is a genius, but he lacks practical experience. He has only fought with swords, so his response to other weapons will inevitably be slow. There will definitely be an opening. At that time...'
"Ugh, what a trick!"
'Push him.'
—Whoosh!
"Kugh, damn it!!"
Barely dodging the spear tip that stabbed between his ribs, Banshees staggered backward.
He glared at me as if he was extremely angry about being pushed back like this, as if he wanted to tear me apart and kill me.
But still.
"Huff, huff..."
Banshees quickly became exhausted from dealing with an unfamiliar weapon.
On the other hand, I was.
'I can handle it.'
I was a little out of breath, but I was in much better condition than Banshees, who was sweating profusely with a flushed face.
In fact, I hadn't moved much.
Only Banshees charged, failed to attack, and retreated.
Banshees took a moment to catch his breath and charged again.
"Haaap!"
I tried to deflect his swiftly flying sword and attack the opening, but
"You think I'll fall for the same trick again?"
Banshees smiled fiercely and deflected the spear that had entered his opening, as if he had already predicted it, and lowered his body.
"You little bug!"
Then he swung his sword.
"Heut!"
Whoosh!
I barely managed to retrieve the spear and strike down at Banshees' back.
Banshees dodged the spear by a hair's breadth and retreated.
To be exact, Banshees let me go.
If he had pushed himself a little harder, he would have been stabbed in a vital spot.
"Hmph. Serves you right for acting so cocky! Now that annoying stick-wielding is over!"
As if it wasn't a lie, Banshees started to push me back from then on.
Indeed, there was a reason he was called a genius.
I didn't expect him to catch on so quickly.
"Get ready to call me Master!"
Banshees, who had completely seized the victory, shouted triumphantly and changed his stance.
I could sense it immediately.
Banshees was planning to end the duel with this attack.
If I couldn't stop him, I would lose.
If I failed to counterattack, I would lose.
"This is the end!"
Banshees charged with a terrifying momentum.
'The end?'
As Banshees said.
If I lost here, everything would be over.
'No miracles happened.'
For me, who had just learned spearmanship, to defeat the genius of swordsmanship, Banshees, was literally a miracle.
However, I had vaguely hoped that a miracle would happen again, just like the miracle of making a contract with an evil god in the Abyss and gaining an opportunity.
'How pathetic.'
Only after predicting the end did I realize how futile it was to hope for a miracle.
So I had to create it.
A reversal that resembled a miracle.
So...
'I can't help it if you think I'm being cowardly, Banshees.'
To win, I had to use everything I had.
Even if it meant relying on information from the future.
"...Banshees."
I quietly called his name.
His ears perked up while running with his sword raised high.
My eyes met his reddish-purple eyes in the air.
I calmly stared at those eyes, which radiated a fierce aura, and moved my lips.
This was a weapon that only I could use.
"You actually know that you're a..."
"……!!"
Banshees' eyes widened in shock as he read my lips, and he froze on the spot.
"L-Lord? What are you doing!!"
He snapped out of it at Gelac's urgent cry and quickly tried to swing his sword-
But he was too late.
I swung the spear as it was and struck Banshees' side.
Thwack!
"Ugh!"
There would be no pain thanks to the protective magic, but the impact would have been enough.
I didn't miss the chance to attack Banshees, who was staggering as he lost his balance for a moment.
I pinned him down as he struggled and raised the spear high.
The tip of the spear was pointed directly at Banshees' neck.
I looked down at Banshees like that for a moment.
Banshees' face was pale, as if he was surprised by the situation he had never experienced before.
His eyes were shaking wildly.
Banshees also knew.
This was his defeat.
"Damn it..."
He bit his lower lip as if he was resentful, then contorted his face and questioned me.
"What the hell are you? How do you know that!"
He was talking about what I had said earlier.
Instead of answering, I quietly looked down at him.
Only then did Banshees seem to realize his situation.
His position of being pinned down by me, waiting for defeat.
The face of the young master, who had never experienced defeat in his life, turned red with humiliation.
I leisurely savored that face.
"Damn it."
He bit his lower lip as if he was resentful, then twisted the corners of his lips and smiled.
"Don't get the wrong idea."
"……."
"Just because you won by luck doesn't mean anything will change. The fact that you're a dirty bug is-"
"Banshees."
I quietly called him.
Banshees' expression stiffened.
I spoke with a gentle smile.
"You're noisy for a loser."
"……Stab me."
"……."
Soon he screamed in desperation.
"Stab me! Just stab me and end it! Damn it!!"
It seemed he could no longer endure this situation.
Well, I guess it's only natural.
But Banshees, you seem to be greatly mistaken.
"I won't stab you."
"……What?"
I got up.
Banshees stared blankly at me. And I.
"I won't stab you."
I raised the spear high.
"I'm going to beat you up."
"……!!"
I struck him as it was.
Thwack!
"Kuhuek?!"
Pow!
"Aheueuk!"
Pow-!
"S-Stop it!!"
It's a shame that he can't feel the pain because of the protective magic.
I beat Banshees again and again until the adults came and pulled me away.
"...Lord, please get up."
"Heeu, heeu... Kill, I'm going to kill him..."
Banshees shuddered as he got up with the support of Gelac Malid, who had rushed over.
He hadn't shed tears, but his eyes were bloodshot.
He flinched and averted his gaze when his eyes met mine.
The impact of being beaten seemed to be great.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Aendo, who had come over in the meantime, asked, checking my condition.
I quietly nodded my head.
I was actually fine except for being out of breath from beating Banshees mindlessly.
At that time, Gelac protested to the Duke with an angry face.
"Lord! It was unfair from the start that he used a spear instead of a sword! And even though the victory or defeat has already been decided, he beat up the Lord...! This can no longer be called a duel! This is... unilateral violence!"
"Violence, you say?"
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