The owl flying in the sky raises its voice.
“I have confirmed the destruction of Kurt’s demon sword. The winner of the first match is Arnos Voldigod!”
The auditorium falls silent. I guess most of them are royalty. Looks like there’s no recognition for a mixed-race who doesn’t technically even qualify for participation.
I turn around and start returning to the waiting room just as a voice is raised from the corner of the auditorium.
“As expected of Arnos-chan!! He’s a genius!!”
“Well done Arnos! This will be an easy victory for you!!”
It’s the voices of my parents.
Encouraged by my parents the voices of the mixed-bloods rise up in cheer.
“What should we do!? The match finished before we could sing our cheer song!”
“Arnos-sama is so strong we might not get a chance to sing at all!”
“Let’s sing now!”
“About what? He’s already won. It’s a support song. What are we supporting!?”
“We can use support song No.2 [The noble Arnos-sama’s honourable sword]”
“Are you listening to me!?”
“Jyanjyanjyanjyanjyan ♪”
“……….Fine. It can’t be helped. Let’s celebrate the victory of Arnos-sama!”
The sound of drums and wind instruments brought by the fan union start to play out.”
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“Shuu shuushuushuu instant death ♪ Fuuhaaaaa ♪”
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“La lalalalala easy victory ♪ Uuuahaaaa ♪”
“The noble Arnos-sama’s gift ♪”
“Women dancing on the bed are his trophies ♪”
“Arnos-sama put it in ♪ Make them pregnant with magical power ♪”
“Strong man in one shot ♪”
“Pregnant ♪ Pregnant ♪ Pregnant ♪”
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“Byuu Dobyuubyuu, instant kill ♪ Fuahaaa ♪” (1)
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“Ahh, aaahan relief ♪ Uuahaaa ♪”
“Hey, struggle ♪ Accept it in —————♪”
It didn’t rhyme and the vibrato was useless, however, it was kind of exciting as I watched the humiliated faces of the royals as the song was sung. It was the final coating of shame applied to them after I overwhelmingly showed off my abilities.
Also, I doubt they factored into their calculations that I had a song made for me purely to make fun of the enemy. My fan union might actually have a rare talent.
After leaving the arena I left the waiting room and headed to the audience seats.
“Unun that’s it. I think these lyrics are good too. Listen to this.”
I hear my mothers voice as I enter the seating area.
“Eat Arnos-chan’s honourable sword and be conquered ♪ The sword tip jumps ahead ♪ Dye it pure white ♪ Jyuu jyuujyuujyuu, violation ♪ Ahaa ufuuu ♪” (2)
Fumu. What awful lyrics, however, my fan union are looking at my mother with total respect.
“As expected of Arnos-sama’s mother!”
“Amazing! It’s amazing! It’s the first time I’ve heard such a beautiful singing voice!”
“Un unn! The lyrics are bold but delicate and clearly represent the surging heart of Arnos-sama. Tears have come out!”
“Uhh……*sniffle* I’m deeply moved……”
The fan union seems to be deeply impressed.
Where’s the moving element in those lyrics? I don’t understand it at all. Is this what happens with a 2000 year gap?
“Honoured mother, if you have the time would you please visit the fan union as an outside lecturer. Please give us special singing training!”
“Me too! Please visit us!”
The fan union all lower their heads at the same time.
Fumu. I have a very bad feeling about this. If I don’t stop it here I’m sure difficulties will arise later.
“Sorry, but my mother is usually very busy.”
“A…Arnos-sama……! Kyaaa!!”
The entire fan union retreated 3 steps down and bowed while still screaming.
“kya kyaa! If Arnos-sama says so kyaa!!”
“I’m sorry for being so impudent. Kyaa!”
Make a noise or bow. Pick one. I don’t want both.
“It’s fine Arnos-chan. The shop is closed sometimes. May I visit when I’m free?”
“With pleasure! Thank you! We did it!”
The fan union is shaking hands with my mother.
My mother is smiling in a meaningful way while I’m filled with a vague feeling of uneasiness.
“Leave it to your mother Arnos-chan. With this, I can be at school with you sometimes as well.”
“………………..”
Fumu. Mother. Is she going to lay the groundwork so it’s easy to come out with Ray? I need to stop this. I can’t trust the expression on her face.
“Let’s begin the second match. Appearing on the stage is Madra Shenson from the Einas sword school!”
A man steps onto the stage. His whole body is covered in scars and he looks like a beast.
“…….That person. Isn’t that Madra of the gale? He’s Deiruhido’s fastest swordsman………Wasn’t he the runner up in the last tournament………?”
“Aah…..He’s changed a lot.”
“He said he’d do anything to avenge his loss to Kurt. It seems that he went to the underground labyrinth of Goranuhelia.”
“The labyrinth of Goranuhelia!? It’s said that even getting past the first floor is difficult.”
“Aah. Rumour has it that he spent 200 years in there and reached the 250th floor.”
“…..That…….that’s not sane……..”
“This is what happens when someone drives themselves insane and seek only strength. In this area, he has surpassed Kurt.”
Hou. The underground labyrinth of Goranuhelia? How nostalgic. I remember wondering how deep it was and headed for the bottom floor. Turns out it has 2500 floors.
The owl’s voice rings out again.
“Next up is a member of the Lognoss demon sword association, Ray Grandori!!”
Ray was a member of the Lognoss demon sword association?
“Ray Grandori…….the demonic sword saint huh?”
“Aah, one of the chaos generation.”
“It’s a good matchup for the second round but Madra will win.”
“If Ray had even 50 years more experience it would be a hard match to call but as it stands their experience is too different.”
“Was the demonic sword saint a member of the Lognoss demon sword association though?
Ray steps into the arena.
The demon sword he’s using is Initeio. That’s the sword he lent Misa. It can cut through magic formations.
“Second match of the first round, begin!!”
The signal sounds out and Madra and Ray walk towards each other.
The moment they entered sword range they stopped.
“Withdraw.” Madra says in a serious voice
“I’m good.”
As usual, Ray had a refreshing smile on his face.
“I’m not threatening you. You may have heard of the demonic wind sword Refresia. Once drawn it becomes a gale. I will wait three seconds for you to withdraw. If you don’t, you will die.”
Madra scowls at Ray.
“Three.”
Ray doesn’t move.
“Two.”
Ray still doesn’t move.
“One.”
Madra puts his hand on the hilt of his sword.
“Die.”
The demon sword was drawn in a lighting quick action and flashed towards Ray’s neck.
“Wha…………”
Madra is surprised.
Instead of cutting Ray’s neck his sword was broken instead.
Bits of sword sprinkled against Ray’s neck but the rest was gone.
“……When…….I drew my sword……?”
Ray’s sword is still in its sheath.
“After you drew it.”
“…….You drew after me yet you are faster than my demon sword Refresia of the wind……..”
The moment Ray drew his sword and then sheathed it was not even registered by Madra’s eyes.
Ray smiles.
“My friend was much faster than you using only a tree branch.”
“……A tree…….branch………..?”
Ray turns his back since the winner is determined.
“The destruction of Madra’s sword has been confirmed. The winner of the second match of the first round is Ray Grandori!!”
The cheer’s of the crowd was full of surprise.
“Amazing. That Madra was done in an instant.”
“Did anybody see him draw his sword? I didn’t see anything at all!”
“I wondered what was going to happen after Kurt was defeated but there are some reliable royals after all.”
“Aah. He is one of the chaos generation. He might even be the demon king of tyranny.”
The girl standing behind me stares at Ray’s back with a sad expression.
Well, the Lognoss demon sword association is a royal group after all.
I wonder why Ray belongs to them?
“Are you worried Misa?”
She nods.
“Shall we go and ask.”
“Eh….?”
“Come. Ask him directly and confirm it yourself.”
Misa followed me as I started walking.
The owl flying in the sky raises its voice.
“I have confirmed the destruction of Kurt’s demon sword. The winner of the first match is Arnos Voldigod!”
The auditorium falls silent. I guess most of them are royalty. Looks like there’s no recognition for a mixed-race who doesn’t technically even qualify for participation.
I turn around and start returning to the waiting room just as a voice is raised from the corner of the auditorium.
“As expected of Arnos-chan!! He’s a genius!!”
“Well done Arnos! This will be an easy victory for you!!”
It’s the voices of my parents.
Encouraged by my parents the voices of the mixed-bloods rise up in cheer.
“What should we do!? The match finished before we could sing our cheer song!”
“Arnos-sama is so strong we might not get a chance to sing at all!”
“Let’s sing now!”
“About what? He’s already won. It’s a support song. What are we supporting!?”
“We can use support song No.2 [The noble Arnos-sama’s honourable sword]”
“Are you listening to me!?”
“Jyanjyanjyanjyanjyan ♪”
“……….Fine. It can’t be helped. Let’s celebrate the victory of Arnos-sama!”
The sound of drums and wind instruments brought by the fan union start to play out.”
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“Shuu shuushuushuu instant death ♪ Fuuhaaaaa ♪”
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“La lalalalala easy victory ♪ Uuuahaaaa ♪”
“The noble Arnos-sama’s gift ♪”
“Women dancing on the bed are his trophies ♪”
“Arnos-sama put it in ♪ Make them pregnant with magical power ♪”
“Strong man in one shot ♪”
“Pregnant ♪ Pregnant ♪ Pregnant ♪”
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“Byuu Dobyuubyuu, instant kill ♪ Fuahaaa ♪” (1)
“I am the top and you are the bottom ♪”
“Ahh, aaahan relief ♪ Uuahaaa ♪”
“Hey, struggle ♪ Accept it in —————♪”
It didn’t rhyme and the vibrato was useless, however, it was kind of exciting as I watched the humiliated faces of the royals as the song was sung. It was the final coating of shame applied to them after I overwhelmingly showed off my abilities.
Also, I doubt they factored into their calculations that I had a song made for me purely to make fun of the enemy. My fan union might actually have a rare talent.
After leaving the arena I left the waiting room and headed to the audience seats.
“Unun that’s it. I think these lyrics are good too. Listen to this.”
I hear my mothers voice as I enter the seating area.
“Eat Arnos-chan’s honourable sword and be conquered ♪ The sword tip jumps ahead ♪ Dye it pure white ♪ Jyuu jyuujyuujyuu, violation ♪ Ahaa ufuuu ♪” (2)
Fumu. What awful lyrics, however, my fan union are looking at my mother with total respect.
“As expected of Arnos-sama’s mother!”
“Amazing! It’s amazing! It’s the first time I’ve heard such a beautiful singing voice!”
“Un unn! The lyrics are bold but delicate and clearly represent the surging heart of Arnos-sama. Tears have come out!”
“Uhh……*sniffle* I’m deeply moved……”
The fan union seems to be deeply impressed.
Where’s the moving element in those lyrics? I don’t understand it at all. Is this what happens with a 2000 year gap?
“Honoured mother, if you have the time would you please visit the fan union as an outside lecturer. Please give us special singing training!”
“Me too! Please visit us!”
The fan union all lower their heads at the same time.
Fumu. I have a very bad feeling about this. If I don’t stop it here I’m sure difficulties will arise later.
“Sorry, but my mother is usually very busy.”
“A…Arnos-sama……! Kyaaa!!”
The entire fan union retreated 3 steps down and bowed while still screaming.
“kya kyaa! If Arnos-sama says so kyaa!!”
“I’m sorry for being so impudent. Kyaa!”
Make a noise or bow. Pick one. I don’t want both.
“It’s fine Arnos-chan. The shop is closed sometimes. May I visit when I’m free?”
“With pleasure! Thank you! We did it!”
The fan union is shaking hands with my mother.
My mother is smiling in a meaningful way while I’m filled with a vague feeling of uneasiness.
“Leave it to your mother Arnos-chan. With this, I can be at school with you sometimes as well.”
“………………..”
Fumu. Mother. Is she going to lay the groundwork so it’s easy to come out with Ray? I need to stop this. I can’t trust the expression on her face.
“Let’s begin the second match. Appearing on the stage is Madra Shenson from the Einas sword school!”
A man steps onto the stage. His whole body is covered in scars and he looks like a beast.
“…….That person. Isn’t that Madra of the gale? He’s Deiruhido’s fastest swordsman………Wasn’t he the runner up in the last tournament………?”
“Aah…..He’s changed a lot.”
“He said he’d do anything to avenge his loss to Kurt. It seems that he went to the underground labyrinth of Goranuhelia.”
“The labyrinth of Goranuhelia!? It’s said that even getting past the first floor is difficult.”
“Aah. Rumour has it that he spent 200 years in there and reached the 250th floor.”
“…..That…….that’s not sane……..”
“This is what happens when someone drives themselves insane and seek only strength. In this area, he has surpassed Kurt.”
Hou. The underground labyrinth of Goranuhelia? How nostalgic. I remember wondering how deep it was and headed for the bottom floor. Turns out it has 2500 floors.
The owl’s voice rings out again.
“Next up is a member of the Lognoss demon sword association, Ray Grandori!!”
Ray was a member of the Lognoss demon sword association?
“Ray Grandori…….the demonic sword saint huh?”
“Aah, one of the chaos generation.”
“It’s a good matchup for the second round but Madra will win.”
“If Ray had even 50 years more experience it would be a hard match to call but as it stands their experience is too different.”
“Was the demonic sword saint a member of the Lognoss demon sword association though?
Ray steps into the arena.
The demon sword he’s using is Initeio. That’s the sword he lent Misa. It can cut through magic formations.
“Second match of the first round, begin!!”
The signal sounds out and Madra and Ray walk towards each other.
The moment they entered sword range they stopped.
“Withdraw.” Madra says in a serious voice
“I’m good.”
As usual, Ray had a refreshing smile on his face.
“I’m not threatening you. You may have heard of the demonic wind sword Refresia. Once drawn it becomes a gale. I will wait three seconds for you to withdraw. If you don’t, you will die.”
Madra scowls at Ray.
“Three.”
Ray doesn’t move.
“Two.”
Ray still doesn’t move.
“One.”
Madra puts his hand on the hilt of his sword.
“Die.”
The demon sword was drawn in a lighting quick action and flashed towards Ray’s neck.
“Wha…………”
Madra is surprised.
Instead of cutting Ray’s neck his sword was broken instead.
Bits of sword sprinkled against Ray’s neck but the rest was gone.
“……When…….I drew my sword……?”
Ray’s sword is still in its sheath.
“After you drew it.”
“…….You drew after me yet you are faster than my demon sword Refresia of the wind……..”
The moment Ray drew his sword and then sheathed it was not even registered by Madra’s eyes.
Ray smiles.
“My friend was much faster than you using only a tree branch.”
“……A tree…….branch………..?”
Ray turns his back since the winner is determined.
“The destruction of Madra’s sword has been confirmed. The winner of the second match of the first round is Ray Grandori!!”
The cheer’s of the crowd was full of surprise.
“Amazing. That Madra was done in an instant.”
“Did anybody see him draw his sword? I didn’t see anything at all!”
“I wondered what was going to happen after Kurt was defeated but there are some reliable royals after all.”
“Aah. He is one of the chaos generation. He might even be the demon king of tyranny.”
The girl standing behind me stares at Ray’s back with a sad expression.
Well, the Lognoss demon sword association is a royal group after all.
I wonder why Ray belongs to them?
“Are you worried Misa?”
She nods.
“Shall we go and ask.”
“Eh….?”
“Come. Ask him directly and confirm it yourself.”
Misa followed me as I started walking.
