Battle: Beatrice (5K)

"Godkinmay is going to lose."

The sheer magical power it exuded was enough to confirm that it was less than one-thousandth of that [Calamity Witch]'s; it was pitifully weak.

That day, whether it was the swordsmanship displayed by Yotsuba Mahiro or Aurora's immense magical power and exquisite control over it, she could never forget it.

Even today, the memory remains vivid.

Now, Yotsuba Mahiro arena without even taking a weapon, meaning that this level of attack is nothing to him.

However, Goethe was unaware of this.

He even shouted angrily:

"As a parting gift for your journey, I'll tell you—my combat ability is 4300! And yours is only 800!!!"

After a brief pause, Goethe instantly closed in on Mahiro and swung his sword down.

"Take this! Evil God - Instant Kill - Golden Dragon Sword!"

A torrent of golden magic surged forth, giving the illusion that it was a golden dragon.

The golden dragon Mahiro.

That's how it should be.

But the next second, a slender hand with distinct knuckles suddenly pierced through the golden dragon and struck Goethe's face!

"How is that possible?!"

Goethe was stunned.

There was no time to dodge at that distance; the hand grabbed his face and slammed him hard across the air towards the other end of the arena.

Like a cannonball, Goethe's body flew backward and crashed into the wall, where he hung like a wall hanging.

Mahiro withdrew his hand, patted it, and said helplessly:

"So what are you babbling about? I can't understand a word you're saying..."

The noise from the audience abruptly stopped.

The entire room fell silent.

A profound silence.

All the spectators could only watch in bewilderment as this scene unfolded.

They never expected that this seemingly unremarkable man would defeat the "undefeated legend" so easily without even using weapons!

This world is indeed quite strange.

Although they are called magic swordsmen, it doesn't mean they have to use swords; they can also use weapons such as guns, knives, halberds, and hammers.

You can even do it empty-handed.

They can all be called magic swordsmen.

Just then, amidst the surprised and bewildered gazes directed at him from the surrounding crowd, Mahiro sensed several unusual gazes.

Looking around, the first person I saw was Claire.

His scarlet pupils revealed excitement, adoration, and a sense of entitlement.

To her, it was only natural for the teacher to defeat the opponent, but she never expected that the teacher would defeat the opponent so easily, and with just one blow!

"Looks like I need to work harder!"

Claire secretly cheered herself up, even though her match wasn't until a few days later.

Immediately afterward, my gaze shifted slightly and I saw a red parasol at the other end of the audience seats.

A red-haired maid was holding up the parasol, under which sat a noblewoman in a Gothic dress, waving at him.

Not far from her was a white-haired nine-tailed girl, with a servant fanning her.

They actually came...

"I can't help but sigh, "Mahiro said with a slight emotion.

"Master, congratulations on winning!"

A sweet, delicate voice echoed in the quiet room.

After today's match, Mahiro returned to his dorm and met with the two spectators.

It was Elizabeth and the Snow Woman.

And the servants and maids who followed them.

"Mr. Mahiro, the match was very exciting."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Mahiro smiled slightly.

While it's nice to receive praise from others, the process is a little boring.

What kind of invincible golden dragon is this? It's not durable at all; it falls down with just one punch.

It didn't have the same impact as Aurora or Elizabeth, the progenitor of vampires, at all.

"By the way, Master, Miss Elizabeth and I encountered something quite amazing on our way here. Would you like to know?"

The Snow Woman suddenly leaned against him, her tail stretching slightly and gently hooking around his chin.

Tsk, no wonder she's a fox-eared girl, she's naturally alluring, isn't she?

Also, is this how you use your Nine-Tails?

Before he could answer, Elizabeth, sitting upright on the edge of the bed with her hands folded over her lower abdomen, spoke first:

"Mr. Mahiro, we met a woman on our way here. She looks very similar to Miss Alpha, and her aura is also very similar."

These words immediately drew a slight glare from the Snow Woman.

What an unromantic woman!

She could have used this incident to tease her master; no wonder she hasn't received his favor yet—there's a reason for it.

But what Mahiro surprised her even more.

"Oh, the person you're talking about, I've already met him."

"Eh? Master, where did you see him?"

"Of course, it's on the field."

Mahiro shrugged and said, "That's Beatrice, the sword saint of the elves, known as the 'God of War'."

"The Goddess of War" Beatrice..."

The Snow Woman opened her folding fan and covered her surprised mouth.

She had heard of this name before; it was said to be the strongest person in the open world, the one who was known for his abilities.

I never expected it to be that woman who looked like a homeless person...

And it looks so similar to Alpha.

"So what is her relationship with Miss Alpha...?"

"Auntie, Alpha is Beatrice's daughter, which means she's Alpha's aunt."

Just as he finished speaking, a faint sound came from the French windows.

At the same time, a completely different voice interrupted their conversation.

"... My aunt?"

Chapter 222 Battle, Beatrice (5K)

"My... aunt?"

A hint of surprise appeared on her bright face, accentuated by her flowing blonde hair.

She had just dealt with Lutheran and was preparing to return to report to Mahiro, and she had even brought the "Eye of Avarice" with her.

As soon as I entered the room (through the window), I happened to hear this news.

"She actually came to the capital?"

"Mahiro, have you met Lady Beatrice?!"

Not only Alpha, but Beta, who came along, also looked both surprised and delighted.

Beatrice, the Goddess of War, is renowned not only in the human world but also in the elven realm.

That is a synonym for strength, and also the glory of the family to which Alpha belongs.

"Ah, I've met her, and even chatted with her for a bit. But judging from Alpha's expression, she doesn't seem surprised."

Mahiro looked over and teased her with a quiet smile.

Alpha immediately knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and whispered, "I'm sorry for hiding this from you, but I thought it was insignificant, which is why I didn't report it to you."

Alpha genuinely felt it was unimportant.

Alpha actually knew long ago that Beatrice was searching for her all over the world.

She simply didn't want to respond, much less acknowledge her.

Because she had already died along with the [Demonic Possession], at the hands of those thieves.

Those who are alive now are merely Alpha of the Shadow Garden, those who follow in the footsteps of the Mahiro.

That's all.

"Well, get up first."

Mahiro released magic with one hand and gently lifted Alpha up.

"I don't mean to blame you. On the contrary, I'm the one who needs to apologize for using you as a gamble without your permission."

"Huh?!?"

It wasn't Alpha who exclaimed in surprise; he remained calm throughout. It was Beta who looked astonished.

"Lord Mahiro, what kind of bet did you make with Lord Alpha?"

"It's nothing, just a small bet."

I've asked Beatrice to participate in this year's "Bushin Festival." If she can defeat me at the "Bushin Festival," I'll tell her about Alpha.

How was it? Wasn't it interesting?

"Phew... that scared me to death." Beta patted his impressive chest, letting out a sigh of relief.

If that's the case, then she can rest assured.

After all, fighting and defeating Mahiro is simply a pipe dream.

Besides, even if we lose, it's just a piece of insignificant information...

No, Mahiro will never lose!

"So, you'll win, right?"

Alpha asked, his expression calm and serious.

"Of course, how could I possibly send you away?"

Mahiro didn't say anything cheesy; he simply stated a fact calmly.

"But just how much do you really not want to see your aunt?"

"I really don't want to, but I have nothing to do with her anymore."

"Okay, okay, but you'll come to watch the game, right?"

"I will."

"Then let's bring everyone along. It seems like you haven't had a vacation in a long time. It's good to take a break and relax once in a while."