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Chapter 112: Doesn’t It Smell Fishy?

In my previous life, when I was on the battlefield, I often took revenge.

If one of his subordinates was beaten by another unit and returned, I would go and pay them back—assuming that I didn’t go crazy and run wild when dealing with an enemy that had caused great damage to my allies.

However, that did not mean that revenge was a driving force in my life. Revenge must end with revenge, as one should not live a life of nothing but revenge.

However, when I did it, I did it right.

Those who touched my subordinates were thoroughly destroyed, and the enemies who killed my allies received several times the damage.

This fact remained the same.

“You should have just left me be.” I snickered at the student called president. "Seeing how you’d suffer like this."

At my words, veins bulged out on the president’s forehead. “You cheeky...”

“I thought a department with some reputation at the academy would be more upright, but it seems that’s not the case.”

He was probably going crazy. They were the ones who were interfering by using such tricks, but when they were hit, they were hit 'fair and square’, without any room for complaint.

Now, the initiative was mine.

“How do you feel?” I asked it while I was at it. “Did you think you’d get away with trying to ruin our club event?”

I deliberately put mana into my voice, and thanks to that, my words reached the ears of everyone in the training hall.

“What did Dane Sogres just say?”

“They tried to ruin their club event? Who? The Academy Sword Society?”

“Didn’t you say there were only four members in that weirdly named club?”

Weirdly named? Anyone could see that it was a perfect name.

I continued speaking, holding back my urge to object, “You sent people with dispelling scrolls to the House of Horrors, and you sent people to the fortune-telling booth to start a ridiculous fight... You tried to find out the locations of the treasures in advance and spread it around at the Treasure Hunting Booth, right?”

The president's eyes grew incredibly wide. As they did, the murmurs around them grew louder.

“Really? How does that make sense? Hey, no way.”

“So that’s why the House of Horrors was closed for a while?”

“If it’s real, isn’t that too petty? What’s so lacking about the Academy Sword Society that...”

Conrad protested urgently, "How can you spread such ridiculous rumors?! Do you think you'll get away with it?"

“Oh, a rumor?” I smirked. “There is so much evidence, though?”

“I-I don’t know anything about that! That’s nonsense! Why would our club do such a thing?!”

“Yes, I was curious as to why you would. So, I looked into it. I found out that all six of the people who came to our club events were members of the Academy Sword Society.”

“...”

“Don’t you smell something fishy?”

I glanced back at the other students with those words, and their doubts about my words were now turning into certainty.

We’d come too far to pretend otherwise. More than anything, I had the initiative in this situation.

If I were the loser, would anyone even listen to me?

No.

After all, I had won thirty rounds in a row and even defeated the vice president. Thus, my words were credible.

That was the way the world was.

"Shut up! What do you think you can do without any evidence...”

I had been waiting for those words. 

“Do you really think so?”

“...”

I wasn’t bluffing.

The evidence was overwhelming. The fact that all six who came to disrupt the club events were members of the Academy Sword Society. Coincidentally, all six were caught red-handed.

Above all...

The fact that all six confessed.

“I guess it’s real.”

“Wow, the Academy Sword Society really is going too far.”

“Isn’t that too much?”

Now people seemed to completely believe me. On the other hand, the Academy Sword Society was a total mess.

I took the opportunity to look around and ask, “Is there anyone else up for the challenge?”

There was no way there would be. Who would dare challenge someone who had won thirty games in a row?

Maybe the Academy Sword Society.

If there were no challengers一

"The prize money has piled up quite a bit."

All that prize money was mine.

Prize money for winning and being the last person standing. I could even get prizes based on my ranking.

I was going to ruin their whole event.

Oh, and the 'close your eyes and hit the scarecrow' event had already been ruined. There, too, I had blindfolded myself and hit fifty scarecrows in a row as a non-major and took all the prizes.

These people messed with the wrong person.

“P-president. What should I do?”

“If we leave it like this, our event...”

“We can’t just watch!”

Of course, it wasn’t over yet. I was curious to see how the president would handle things.

I was confident that I would come out on top no matter what he did.

"...I will take you on."

Naturally, the president stepped forward. I didn’t know how good he was, but he was the president of the Academy's Sword Society, so he must be able to use his sword.

But一

"Is that in accordance with the rules?"

I couldn’t fight now.

"What?"

“Now is the time for non-major challengers to step up.”

He wouldn’t be able to refute what I said. According to the rules, only when five non-majors were defeated could a club member step forward. Therefore, since I had just defeated the vice president, he would have to wait for five non-majors to challenge me before he could deal with me.

But一

“I don’t think there’s anyone here?”

Was there room for a challenger? I could see the president’s hands trembling.

So, I quietly made a suggestion.

“Well, if you want to challenge me to spar, I can do it with  a few conditions.”

"Conditions?"

He took the bait.

"Yeah."

“Say it.” The president was glaring at me with an expression that said he wanted to tear me into pieces.

“How about putting all of the profits from this event on the line and having an extra sparring session?”

“...!”

“Of course, if I lose, I’ll give you the same amount.”

I was certain he would accept.

By the way—

I wonder what happened on Ernest’s side?

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Magic Summoning Exploration Spearmanship Swordsmanship (Romance) Club.

In short, there were three event venues operated by the Romance Club. Although the club only had four members, it operated three events with the help of many people, including the (now disbanded) Physical Beauty Club. That meant that a club the size of the Academy Sword Society would run more event venues.

In fact, the secret to always being number one in the number of guests and profits was not only the size of the event but also the number of booths opened during the event.

Therefore, while Dane was buying time, they went to disrupt another of the Academy Sword Society’s events.

This was Leila's suggestion.

Even though they were from the same department, she couldn't tolerate such an underhanded act. Ernest agreed and picked a suitably easy-to-win booth.

“An escape room?”

“It caught my eye. I thought, ‘This is it.’” Ernest looked at Leila and smiled confidently.

An escape room.

It was an event where you must escape from a confined space within a set time limit. Ernest wanted to get involved there.

"I will participate on the highest difficulty," Ernest stated.

“Th-the hardest difficulty?”

Ernest approached the venue entrance and chose the highest difficulty.

'I'm sure we'll be eliminated in the first stage.'

Escape rooms changed their methods and concepts every year, but never once had the highest difficulty been broken. The index was too high to even clear the first stage.

'Well, good for us.'

Of course, thanks to this, the participation fee was quite generous.

“Alright. Are you two participating together?”

"Yes."

“You can pay your entry fee here. The rules are simple. You have to escape within one hour. For prohibited items, please refer to this page. Also, if you escape at the highest difficulty... you will take half of the entry fee accumulated so far.”

Half of the entry fee.

That was why Ernest chose the highest difficulty.

Of course, the Academy Sword Society thought no one would be able to clear it, so they put this benefit. Simply put, it was a trick to deceive fools.

“Are you sure? It seems incredibly difficult.”

“You have to try to know.” Ernest told her not to worry and expressed his anger towards the Academy Sword Society. “Considering how they tried to ruin our events, we have to clear it no matter what.”

“That’s true,” Leila agreed.

There was only one reason to come here: to ruin the Academy Sword Society's event.

Of course, unlike them, in a very fair and square way. To put it simply, they were not giving anything for the larger club to nitpick about.

“Then let’s go.” Ernest walked towards the highest difficulty room with the most confident stride Leila had ever seen.

'He looks so excited.'

Other than anger, Ernest’s back showed his excitement. Was it because he was good at exploration? The idea of ​​solving clues and uncovering secrets seemed to fit Ernest well.

Maybe that was why...

“N-no way.”

It took less than thirty minutes to escape.

“H-how...?”

The hearts of the members of the Academy Sword Society who were watching from outside just in case were pounding.

It was a quick resolution.

The breakthrough speed was so incredible that they suspected that he’d known in advance.

No, even if he did, it still didn’t make sense.

The clues, problems, and mystery elements that were randomly placed with magic couldn’t be solved quickly even if you knew about them in advance.

But Ernest...

"Twenty-eight minutes and thirty seconds."

...set an all-time record.

Thanks to that, Ernest was able to confidently extend his hand and say, “Give me the prize money. Half of the entry fees.”

Rules were rules.

“Awesome. You cleared the highest difficulty?”

“Has anyone ever achieved that?”

“This is crazy. Who is this student? What department is he from?”

There were many eyes watching, and the result was too clear to be denied.

“H-Here...”

In the end, half of the prize money that had been piling up until now ended up in Ernest's hands, and he was overjoyed.

“I can’t do the highest difficulty.”

“Should I try it too? I’ll try it later when the prize money is higher. It’s reset now.”

In addition, the interest of other students who were considering participating also decreased. The members of the Academy Sword Society looked sad, while Ernest looked happy.

"How did you do it?" Leila asked.

"It was simple. They hid it so clumsily. The linking wasn't as difficult as I thought."

"... You’re a genius too, aren't you?"

“What genius? I’m nothing compared to Dane.”

Upon hearing Dane’s name, Leila suddenly asked, “Do you think he’s doing a good job buying time?”

“It seems so, considering the fact that the students from the Academy Sword Society haven’t come to this place.”

Leila clenched her fists.

“It’s my turn now.”

Ernest asked, “Have you thought about something?”

“Yes, of course.”

Leila pointed to a nearby event venue.

"That one."

An obstacle course race lay in the direction Leila pointed.

“Wh-what is that?” Ernest was speechless.

“I’m falling! Aargh!”

“Such a shame!”

It was an event where you ran through obstacles installed over a giant water tank. The goal was to reach the finish line on the other end.

There were various types of obstacles.

Very narrow footrests.

A glove filled with cotton that flew in at different times.

Water pouring down.

The floor suddenly sinking.

There were even balls flying in like crazy from both sides.

“That... You’re doing that?" Ernest asked.

"Yeah." Leila smiled confidently as she looked at Ernest, who had a blank expression on his face. “It’s possible if you learned my family’s swordsmanship.”

Family swordsmanship?

Ernest recalled that Leila's family was Thermion. "Huh? Your family? What does that have to do with obstacles?"

“Well, in our family, we learn balance before learning swordsmanship.”

Ernest suddenly remembered that the Thermion's swordsmanship was the best swordsmanship in the empire.

Balance.

“Balance is the key to our family’s swordsmanship. Thanks to that, our family’s swordsmanship is the best.” Leila looked prouder than ever. “The key is to maintain balance and not lose focus in any situation.”

Ernest asked in surprise, “But can you tell me that?”

“It doesn’t matter. Even if you know it, not everyone can follow it. Swordsmanship isn’t something you learn from a textbook.”

Leila's thoughts were a little different than before.

In the past, textbooks, posture, and theory were considered extremely important. But seeing Dane changed her mind.

Experience.

Even with the same textbook, the growth rate was different for everyone. With all that theory, practical experience must be added.

Just like when they fought the undead in St. Aimar’s Hall.

Anyway, following Thermion's swordsmanship, which emphasized 'balance', Leila challenged the obstacle course.

Then, suddenly, voices were heard.

“Did you hear? I heard there was chaos at the Sparring Event just now?”

"What are you talking about?"

“The vice president of the Academy Sword Society got defeated by that genius from the Autonomous Department! And he did it with overwhelming force! I think it was a thirty-win streak?”

At those words, the corners of their lips slightly curled up. After all, this was Dane they were talking about. Who would have thought he would beat the vice president?

Leila was a little jealous.

'When will I catch up?'

Of course, she wasn't as envious and jealous as before. Rather, her fighting spirit seemed to burn more fiercely.

“That’s ridiculous! The vice president? Isn’t he a non-major?”

“He’s talented in swordsmanship, too! But what’s even more surprising is that he’s about to have a showdown with the president of the Academy Sword Society!”

“W-with the president?”

At this moment, Ernest's eyes widened. “Hey, Leila. If it’s the president of the Academy Sword Society, wouldn’t he be incredibly strong?”

“Very strong.” Leila nodded. “I think he’s a quad-class?”

“Quad-class?”

However, she wasn't embarrassed or surprised like Ernest.

“What’s the big deal about being a quad?” Leila snorted. “Dane will win anyway.”

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