Admission is a waste of time (237)
Lesson 46. Union Foundation Day – 4
A strange silence fell over the entire stadium as the successor to the teenage family was destroyed in the blink of an eye.
“Phew… … hoohahahaha!”
The one who broke the silence was none other than Ortima.
The alliance between the ten clans is truly nonsense, he thought to himself, while expressing strange admiration and being wary of him. However, Ortima surprisingly did not show any signs of attacking him and continued speaking.
“As expected, she never disappoints me.”
“It’s a bit disgusting to say ‘her’ in front of someone.”
“If she had the will to win the match, she would have attacked me like you, you bastard. But after proving herself, she just calmly waits. That is… … .”
Ortima spread his hands wide.
The artifact of the gnome, consisting of 24 iron balls that had once again regained control… … Astraea was placed evenly in the air.
One of them was once brought by Dokgoyeon… … It seems that he succeeded in reinforcing it.
But what was important now was not the number of marbles, but the shape they formed.
Ortima created flower-shaped constellations in the sky using iron beads.
“She is waiting for my victory. She is waiting for me to trample on you and face her!”
“Ooh.”
“……under.”
Dokgo Yeon, who had already said that he would leave it to Ban Yoo-won, hesitated to interfere, putting his hand on the sword and putting it down, then closed his eyes tightly, sat down on the prominence, and rested his chin on his hand.
In Ban Yu-won’s eyes, it seemed like he couldn’t listen any longer and that he should end it quickly, but Ortima smiled even more deeply at the sight.
No, I mean, how can you laugh while looking at the heir of a teenage family lying on your butt?
“I barely managed to find out her true feelings while on the same battlefield. It means that my sincerity also had meaning.”
“Self-hypnosis is pretty good at this level… … .”
Ulrike and Ortima, why do these guys just accept everything the way they want to accept it?
How could they possibly think that Ban Yu-won or Dokgo-yeon would have positive feelings toward them when they were fully aware of what they had done in the past?
“Do you want to deny it? But it is true! Every being has an innate class, a qualification, and a match that fits that!”
The reason they can continue to have such cute illusions is probably because their thoughts have never been wrong before.
A teenage family, a teenage dimension. A future promised from the moment of birth, innately powerful.
If you just gave it a quick glance, things you didn’t want to see would disappear from your sight, and if you just cleaned up the persistent things yourself, that would be it.
In reality, the irregulars are Ban Yoo-won and Dokgo Yeon.
It is not to be arrogant, but in the history of the Union that spans hundreds or even thousands of years, there has probably never been anyone who has shown such innate disregard for their own dimensions as the Ban Yu-won group.
“You have a disobedient face. You have always been like that. You have the right to question things. Just as she is special, you also have a strength that does not match your origins.”
They do not recognize their own sins.
To be exact, you may not even know what sin is.
Because in a world where no one can go against their words, sin cannot be established.
-Wow, wow, wow
Twenty-four star fragments fell from the sky and came rushing in after a time lag.
Ban Yu-won used his severance to cut them down one by one and walked towards Ortima.
“That’s pretty good, though!”
“Show me.”
If the trajectory is off even just once, dozens of iron balls will be embedded in your body the next moment, crushing your bones and organs.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Ban Yu-won swung his sword in all directions and cut off the flow of iron balls.
Ortima also felt something while competing with him, so he tried to undermine his abilities by moving with a time difference while he was ‘dominating’ him――but in the first place, a fight with his hands was meaningless in front of the Origin Sword, which could read the flow of all concepts.
Perhaps realizing it himself, Ortima suddenly raised one hand and grabbed a great amount of magical power in one hand.
“I will show you. The limit you will inevitably face, the level that only the truly noble can attain! I will shatter her illusions, your pride!”
Immediately after all the magical power sucked from the entire venue flowed into the artifact.
The iron ball split.
The iron balls, which had increased to 48 in an instant, still contained overwhelming magical power in each and every one of them, and even the air they touched was hardened, putting pressure on Ban Yu-won.
Amazingly precise controls, deadly power.
But what is even scarier is the existence of Ortima, who still has some power left and can manipulate the surrounding situation at any time.
Races that are sensitive to magic would have taken significant damage at the moment when Ortima freely moved her magic.
-visor!
A sword suddenly appeared out of thin air, and one of the twenty-five raindrops of the Heavy Rain Sword simultaneously kicked away three beads.
Then one more, and one more again.
Ortima ground his teeth at the sight of a dozen or so raindrops that appeared in an instant, moving according to Ban Yu-won’s will and striking the iron balls.
“You… … .”
“How is it, I’m doing pretty well, right?”
He probably knew about the existence of the Heavy Rain Sword.
But judging from his behavior and thought patterns so far, he probably thought of them as being of a lower class than himself.
That’s why I was so excited when I saw someone striking multiple marbles with one sword.
“How dare you imitate me in front of me!”
“under……!”
It was also within the realm of expectation that he would exert his dominance and move to seize control of the Storm Sword.
That was actually quite threatening.
At the moment of “Oops,” he would lose control of the Rain Sword and end up putting another weapon in Ortima’s hands. Ban Yu-won focused on using the Origin Sword at full power while amplifying the resonance with the Rain Sword to counter Ortima’s dominance.
‘The Storm Sword is powerful, but it’s hard to control at will. Not only does it disperse your mental power, but there are always people who can interfere with your control, like Ortima in front of you.’
So, I took advantage of this opportunity to take out the Heavy Rain Sword.
In fact, if he had used all of his abilities, he could have finished off Ortima in an instant.
But that wasn’t the case.
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Ortima had not been using his full power until now, perhaps because of his innate pride, and because he believed that he could develop his ability to handle the Storm Sword by directly confronting the dominating power he wielded.
‘Whew, indeed… … . It’s good.’
Ban Yu-won was originally good at handling the Rain Sword, but the pros had different control.
‘Bonding’ a powerful force, ‘will’ to move multiple marbles at the same time, ‘direction’ given to each of them, ‘control’ of the flesh that moves in unison with them.
By reading and quickly learning the flow of all these concepts, Ban Yu-won developed a fighting technique using the Heavy Rain Sword.
The speed at which Ban Yu-won learns from his opponent’s movements and applies them to his own is enough to astonish even Dokgo Yeon.
The situation, which had seemed like a disadvantage when they first clashed, had now become an evenly matched one.
“It’s truly amazing.”
“To compete on equal terms with the ruling power of the Ortima family.”
“Are we really competing for dominance? How?”
“What is that guy’s real ability in the first place? It’s similar to a spell, but that’s definitely not it!”
“Haha, it’s nice because it’s fancy!”
Inside the not-so-large arena, the rain swords and iron balls raced, creating countless trajectories.
If your skills are bad, it’s so fast that you can’t read its movements, but at the same time, it packs a terrible amount of heat with each collision.
Ortima’s ability to manipulate the iron balls while simultaneously converting the surrounding magical power into pressure to push Ban Yu-won back, and at the same time exerting control while trying to steal the Rain Sword was truly amazing, but Ban Yu-won’s ability to block and counterattack the countless attacks with the Decapitator’s longsword in his hand and the ten raindrops flying in the sky was in no way less.
No… … The iron balls’ position gradually narrowed, and the area of the raindrops began to expand.
“Yes, that guy… … .”
A faint, trembling voice was quietly uttered in the stadium where even screams were difficult to hear due to the continuous, violent clashing of metals.
Lucien Ortima, who finally realized that Ban Yu-won was watching and learning from her movements, became extremely angry and raised both her hands.
“Show me how far you can follow!”
The magic power exploded.
Looking at the extremely compressed mana surging from Ortima’s hand, where on earth it had been hidden, Ban Yu-won could not help but think of such an impression.
Perhaps he was using his dominance to hide the magical power he collected on a daily basis, but in this tournament where artifacts are allowed, that is not considered foul play either.
The problem is that the iron balls are constantly starting to split due to that magic.
Looking at the iron balls that quickly filled the stadium and filled his field of vision, Ban Yu-won smacked his lips as he thought that perhaps the name Astraea should be changed to Milky Way (Milky Way).
“I learned well, but it seems like this is the limit.”
“Die!”
First of all, killing during the competition is prohibited.
Ortima unleashed his powers, spitting out harsh words without hesitation.
It feels foolish to read and cut off each trajectory of the hundreds of numbers one by one.
Ban Yu-won released fifteen more rain swords that had remained in his possession into space.
“under?”
Ortima seems unaware that the Rain Sword is made up of twenty-five raindrops in total.
And as a bonus… … all these raindrops are creating a strong resonance with the Decapitator’s longsword.
“――Haaah!”
The raindrops spread throughout the stadium, drawing a line through the space along with the movement of the sword of the beheader as he was swung along with Ban Yoo-won’s cheer.
-Crunch
They unleashed a simultaneous severance strike.
Whether it was iron balls or magic, Ortima’s control over them was severed, strand by strand.
“……her?”
Finally, silence came.
This time, Ortima was unable to regain control as if nothing had happened.
“The only regret is that the venue was small.”
“you–!”
Even in the midst of all this, Ortima’s movements and judgment were not bad as he quickly raised his magical power and moved to control the nearest raindrop.
In addition, by activating the option of the artifact he was wearing, he formed a defense power equivalent to the concept of a diamond that Ban Yu-won possessed.
“Huh?! How… how can you… reject my rule?”
“That’s because they resonate. To control it, you have to control me, all twenty-five Rain Swords, at the same time.”
“what……?”
On the contrary, what was bad was that he still hadn’t properly grasped the true nature of Ban Yu-won’s abilities.
Well, it’s a bit of a stretch to try to pinpoint the ability of the half-human to instantly create any concept he wants.
No, and one more thing.
“You may not know your sins, but I do.”
The concept of judgment obtained from eating the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil in Eden.
The scope of application of this concept is very clear, when the penitent is intended for a sinner who clearly recognizes his sin with his own two eyes.
In fact, it is harder than you think to achieve this condition, so it is rarely used effectively. On the other hand, in cases where the distinction is clear, it is a terrifying concept that can cause a great reversal even if the opponent is a constellation.
‘Grant judgment to the sword of the beheader and resonate with the sword of the downpour.’
And now, this moment, this is the moment when we face Ortima, who has shamelessly committed crimes against countless people, including the former Ban Yu-won and Dokgo Yeon, and is pretending to be uninvolved and innocent.
“Take it for granted.”
“sleep……!”
The resonance of the concept that permeated the twenty-five rain swords certainly judged the bastard.
Ortima, who could still feel the power of disconnection that filled the entire stadium, reached out to the ground as a last resort and raised the defensive wall made up of the buildings that made up the academy, but even so, it was unable to block the simultaneous attacks of the Rain Sword.
Zeno, who thought that perhaps he was going to kill Ortima, rushed in, but Ban Yu-won stopped attacking after piercing through all of the bastard’s defenses and knocking his consciousness out.
Zenon, who had been prepared to destroy his artifact if anything happened, was unusually shocked at the sight of the scene being cleaned up so neatly in an instant.
“It must have been difficult to control.”
“I guess you grew while competing.”
“Wow, you turned the whole thing upside down.”
Dokgo Yeon, who was struck by lightning while watching, shook off the collar of his clothes and landed next to Ban Yu-won.
Zenon, who had an expression on his face that was hard to describe as he looked at the two people, fortunately regained his composure before the Vice President’s face was ruined and declared victory for the Ban Yu-won pair.
“The ‘Wishing Right’ will be exercised at the competition venue after all special matches have ended. Please gather at the competition venue at that time. Oh, and Ban Yu-won, prepare for the second special match.”
“All right.”
The half-moon pair turned around with a relieved expression.
Zenon first rescued the unconscious Ortima and Prominence Pair, then tilted his head as he returned the chaotic venue to its original state.
“Um… … It seems like something is missing.”
Since the entire stadium has been turned upside down, it wouldn’t be surprising if something disappeared.
Anyone who enters Union Academy must take responsibility for all their actions.
While he was tidying up the venue with his smooth hands, Ban Yu-won and Dokgo Yeon had already retreated to the audience, but just as he was catching his breath and thinking about getting something to drink, Dokgo Yeon poked his arm.
“Huh? What’s wrong, Yeon?”
“It’s a gift.”
As Ban Yu-won thoughtlessly extended his hand, Dokgo Yeon poured out twenty-four iron beads onto it.
“It was hard to collect it quickly.”
“… … .”
“Oh, are you happy?”
“Yeah… …Thank you.”
“That’s good. It was worth the effort.”
Dokgo Yeon has a faint smile on her lips, as if she is secretly proud.
Ban Yu-won smiled at them and pulled out concepts from them faster than anyone else.
