CHAPTER 51 – ELF MUSOUThe Werewolf sticks out his index finger and loudly declares
「One second! This match, I will finish it in one second!」
The audience who loves performance suddenly springs in excitement.
「I, it’s bad ssu yo! That fellow has seriously fast legs! One second is really a plenty of time from that distance ssu yo!」
Touga’s voice shakes.
「That’s right. No matter how fast you are able to chant, you won’t be able to activate your magic before I strike. You may be able to make it with Elementary magic, but such insignificant magic won’t work against me」
The ring of the arena is huge. Tira and the Werewolf are little less than 30m apart from each other. However, he boasts that he can cover that distance in one second.
「In other words, you have lost the moment you entered the ring」
「……」
「Ha, you finally understood the situation and you became so scared your voice is gone?」
「…… That, could we begin the match already?」
Tira says indifferently. She looks a tad disgusted.
Expecting a different response, the Werewolf’s eyebrows twitch.
「………… Hoo, you saying you are confident to defeat me? I won’t hold back once the match begins, you know? If you want to give up, now is the time」
「No, it’s not necessary」
「Ha, don’t bear a grudge against me later」
The Werewolf lowers his body and gets in position.
By the way, the winner is decided when the opponent gives up, is thrown out of the ring, when the chief of the team declares defeat or in the worst case, when the opponent dies. It can become a deadly match in some cases.
The match begins with a big gong.
A very big man raises a drumstick and daringly slams it against the gong.
Gooーーーーーn!!
A very loud sound echoes through the arena and the Werewolf kicks the ground. He’s posture bends forward and he leaps across the ring.
Tira starts the chanting.
「Useless! No way you can complete it in time!」
The Werewolf triumphantly approaches Tira. He instantly covers 15m.
「I will tear you apart with my claws and eat your ugly me――」
That moment, Tira’s chant finishes and a magic circle appears.
「――at?」
「〈Great Thunder, Lightning Blast〉」
「Gyaaaaa!?」
Great lightning strikes from the sky and strikes the Werewolf. An intense thunder roars around the arena.
Ultra-fast chant of Advanced Magic.
The Werewolf collapses and glides to Tira’s feet just like that. He already blacked out. He’s probably still alive.
Tira says while coldly glaring at the charred Werewolf.
「When it comes to Advanced Magic, I can chant it in 0.5 seconds, though」
「My knife will pierce your neck in 0.3 seconds! Kukuku, what a bad luck!」
「I can chant Intermediate Magic in 0.1 seconds, though」
「Wha…… gyaaaa」
「My mithril armor is resistant against lightning attacks. In other words, lightning won’t work against me!」
「I will use wind magic then」
「What!? Guaaaa」
「I excel at stealth. You won’t be able to see me!」
「〈Thunder Storm〉」
「Area of Effect attack!?」
After that, Tira continued to be peerless.
She settled every match within one second. Indeed, I came to pity the opponents.
When I first met her, it took her around 20 seconds to activate Advanced Magic. It takes her 20 seconds to chant Ultra Grade Magic now. Just as Filia, she also leveled up a lot.
It’s all thanks to me. I will have her let me sniff her panties later.
「Uooooo, amazing, that elf girl is amazing!」
「Strong! Too strong!」
「All the high rankers were easily defeated!」
「I want to sniff her panties!」
「Who was it that said the last line!? No, I know even without asking, though!」
Although the Beast Mazoku kept on losing, the audience is heated up. It seems that race doesn’t matter to them if one is strong.
However, the Beast Mazoku seem to prefer close combat so there are many people who are uninterested.
Then, the fifth opponent went to the ring.
A bird. Rather, a bird person. The head of an eagle, falcon wings on his back.
A birdman of Goosehead tribe.
「I never thought you would be strong to this degree」
He has eyes of a king of skies looking at prey, but he surprisingly talks to Tira politely.
「However, as expected, the audience will get tired because of all the magic. I will have your steady advancement end here」
There, the gong resounds. The start of the match.
The next moment, the birdman chirps.
「Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!」
Uo, what is this soundwave?
My ears hurt. Including audience, everyone holds their ears.
「This is a special ability available only to my race. Its effect disturbs chanting. With this, you won’t be able to rely on your magic」
It seems to be his race magic.
I tried chanting for a test, but it’s hard. It has become this difficult because the voice disperses in that shockwave.
It’s a mage’s natural enemy.
Maa, I have chantless magic so it doesn’t matter to me, but unfortunately, Tira doesn’t.
「It’s unfortunate, but if you thought I won’t be able to chant, give it up please」
The birdman flaps his wings and floats in the air.
He aims at Tira and sweeps towards her.
Precisely an eagle hunting a prey.
A sharp beak approaches her.
However, Tira remains calm.
「Certainly, a troublesome ability. However, don’t you take elves too lightly?」
Tira raises her leg overhead and drives an ax kick to the approaching birdman’s head.
The birdman gets blown away and crashes into the wall near the audience without being able to scream.
「…… Ga…… gu………………………」
Tira looks at the collapsed birdman and says coldly.
「I can also more or less fight without magic, though」
Tira△~~~!