The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy

Chapter 213 – Side Story: Summer Festival – 6

Actually, I had expected it to some extent since our first match.

Even if it was the first attack, it was by no means a fluke that it approached him at an unnoticeable speed and knocked him out with a single punch, even when he was fully prepared for a counterattack.

Considering all the rumors that were spreading among the nobles, the Crown Prince’s strangely protective attitude, and Priscilla’s behavior of clinging to him and not wanting to leave him, it was something that could easily be guessed.

Or, at the entrance ceremony, he threatened to take first place by an overwhelming margin for three years by trampling on the other students like bugs.

It is said that Geumseong came to the academy, knelt down, and tearfully begged to be allowed to take him as his disciple.

Bellium Academy made a counter-offer, saying that they would allow early graduation if you just finished the first semester of your first year.

The many rumors surrounding the Mummy Crate may be exaggerated, but they are not without basis. At least, Eichenhardt thought so.

but.

-Paaang!

So how much of it is exaggerated rumor and how much is true?

‘What is this!’

Eichenhardt continued his attack, his teeth chattering as he watched the rapier bounce off his bare hand.

Despite dozens of attacks, not a single attack has landed yet. Mira Crate has been deflecting the rapier with such skill that she occasionally counterattacks.

‘Does that make sense?!’

In Eichenhardt’s thoughts, the parts that he considered exaggerated or false gradually decreased, and his confidence also decreased accordingly.

It is true that he formed a club by bringing in the woman who will become the next head of the Agnes Duchess’ family, the one and only saint in the empire, the hero of light chosen by the holy sword, the disciple of the sword master, and even the crown prince.

It is also true that the magicians and archmages were mobilized to help create the artificial dungeons that were exhibited at this festival.

Even the fact that the Magic Tower Lords can die or not live because of a single word from Mira Crate is true. It was a fact directly conveyed by a magician from the Rennitus Duke family who has ties to the Magic Association.

“Gyaaah!”

The price for being paralyzed by fear was fatal. Eichenhardt’s body floated into the air and then fell to the ground, letting out a girlish scream.

It was because the impact was so severe that his body felt like it was being crushed just by the fist passing by. Where the bullet had missed, a crater as deep as half a calf was dug.

Even with an attack with that much power, the magical tool on his wrist didn’t ring. It was unbelievable. The power to do something like that with just the pressure of the wind wasn’t even 1% yet.

‘What the hell is that monster doing?’

I felt all the strength drain from my body. Eichenhardt was so smart that he had never missed being the top student in the three years at Laila Academy, so his actions just now made me realize the gap too much.

The hand holding the rapier trembled. The gap in their bodies began to feel unusually large. Perhaps they had switched to artifacts to hide their identities, but that didn’t really matter.

The important thing was that, despite the assurances he had made with the warrior, he had absolutely no idea how to win.

After I had made a small crater on the ground with my slightly missed fist, Eichenhardt seemed to have lost half his fighting spirit. There was no benefit to either of us in stalling for time.

He breathed mana into his fist. At that sight, Eichenhardt flinched and his movements faltered for a moment. That was the end of it. He must have felt sorry for himself, because instead of trying to do something, he closed his eyes.

I walked up to him and instead of swinging my fist, I gave him a very light thump.

“… … ?”

Eichenhardt, who had been shivering with his neck curled up as if he were going to faint again like last time, slowly opened one eye. Soon after, the other eye opened as well. His stunned eyes turned to me.

“… … Aren’t you going to do more?”

“You lost anyway, so why bother?”

Eichenhardt, who had been standing there blankly, finally dropped his rapier completely. The sharp tip of the blade pointed to the floor. Then, as if something had occurred to him, he raised his head.

“Then let’s just let it goㅡ”

“Oh, that won’t work.”

“swimming?”

A muffled sound escaped through slightly open lips. Perhaps he had imagined an ending like the free sparring that would take place the day after tomorrow, where they would test their skills and part ways on good terms.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t do that because my role was what it was.

The range of detection magic was extended to its limit. It felt like the crew members who had run away far away, or strategically dispersed as Eichenhardt put it, were no longer running away but were loitering.

Whether it was an arbitrary action or an action agreed upon with Eichenhardt, he did not run away that far. It seems that he was wary of individual attacks, but if he had chosen that option, he would have been able to keep the score for the time being.

A magic circle was drawn on his left hand. The mana drained away rapidly and the number displayed on the magic tool fluctuated, but it was still far from reaching 1%.

I clenched my fist. It was as if lightning had struck from the clear blue sky. Boom! A thunderous explosion was heard.

“uh……?”

Eichenhardt’s score was lowered by 10% at a time, a total of 9 times. The score drop warning sound rang out sharply, and his face turned pale as he saw his ranking suddenly dropped to the bottom.

“What needs to be done must be done.”

After that, the main event, which was originally planned as a treasure hunt and monster hunt, changed into a hide-and-seek game where players had to run away from the day.

The first place group got caught by me and was relegated to the bottom, and the second place group that had won first place by chance fell to the bottom in the next order. This situation continued until the end of the event.

By the time the match ended, everyone was so exhausted both physically and mentally that the gap between 1st to 6th place was only a few dozen points.

“Congratulations.”

“……thank you.”

First place went to Eichenhardt’s group. Eichenhardt received the award with a half-souled expression. The other members of the group were no different. The chairman smiled kindly after seeing their expressions.

“That’s why I added a piece of advice to the rules in the magic tool description. It’s best to wake the final boss as late as possible.”

“That’s right… … .”

Eichenhardt answered blankly, and my name was omitted from the free sparring session the day after tomorrow. It was because of Eichenhardt’s strong insistence.

The other participants who had gotten a glimpse of my skills in the mock sparring held the day before the festival also enthusiastically agreed, and I nodded my head because I also thought it was unfair.

So, I was removed from the training list due to ‘personal reasons’ guaranteed by the great wizard Valera. My empty spot was filled by Leona.

“Let’s go! Have fun!”

After the main event on Tuesday, we also started enjoying the festival in earnest on Wednesday. Rosaria urged me on from the morning, saying that it had been a long time since she had been able to enjoy it with such a pure heart.

I followed him quietly. The words “long time” probably included the seven years he had to spend without me.

“I didn’t know that Mira-ssi would be such a debaucher, changing her appearance to enjoy it.”

“… … I can’t help it.”

“I know. It’s been a while since I’ve joked.”

Latina made a V sign with both hands. Rosaria, as well as both of us, had changed our appearances using the necklace of change. And we had also cast a perception-obstructing spell.

Soon you’ll forget that such a person ever existed.

“I was worried about the day and night for nothing. If I use this method, I can go around everywhere.”

“I know.”

“Over here, over here! Both of you, hurry up!”

The order was decided by drawing lots. Wednesday was Rosaria and Latina, Thursday was Priscilla and Elisier, Friday was Leona and Laura, and Saturday was Nika and Erestica.

Rosaria teased me, saying that I was really proud of myself for meeting women in a certain order. Honestly, I couldn’t say anything in response because it was so absurd.

Well, apart from teasing, I’ve thought about it a lot over the past 7 years, and I’ve seen how hard it’s been for you to live without me, so I guess I understand.

“I want to try that this time.”

“Next time, that one!”

The combination of Rosaria, who had an incredibly optimistic personality from the beginning, and Latina, who had never enjoyed a festival, not only in her home world but also after returning to Earth, was truly perfect.

Both of them walked around the academy all day long from morning to night without getting tired. Even if Rosaria was like that, Latina probably wasn’t the type of person who smiled that much.

“I had fun today!”

“Yes. It was very fun.”

I quietly stuck out my tongue at the energy of the two, who showed no signs of fatigue at all. The two were chatting away, holding a bunch of souvenirs they had bought, received, or won as prizes from all sorts of places.

“Wow, you had such a great time. I believe you’ll be hanging out with us all day tomorrow too.”

“… … .”

It was only natural that Priscilla and Elisier, who were next in line, felt a strange sense of competition when they saw this.

Unfortunately, the burning competitive spirit was of little use, as the Eternal Guild’s emergency contact network was activated and they had to return to Earth urgently.

“… … I’ll go there first and think about it.”

“That’s right.”

Priscilla, who had planned everything in advance, had her mouth sticking out like a cane, and Elisier was constantly fiddling with the sword on her waist.

It was only because I agreed to go with them that their reaction was limited to this level. If not, it would have been a truly world-ending crisis, and they would have been ready to tear the soul out of the person who activated the emergency contact network.

“Why did you call me?”

“A S-class gate has appeared in Busan.”

The secretary, who had just finished speaking, continued her explanation with the materials she had prepared in advance as Priscilla and Elissier’s expressions began to rapidly worsen.

“… … That’s about it.”

When the explanation was over, we couldn’t help but take another look at the appearance of the ‘humanoid boss’ that appeared on the screen.

‘Why is the blacksmith there?’

Because no matter how you looked at the appearance of the humanoid boss that came out of the S-class gate, it resembled the Black Sword.