Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

“I came as an envoy from the kingdom of Rudra! How dare you kill the envoy’s attendants?!”

Gwilo was a stronger enemy than anyone could have imagined. How can you still feel genuinely angry and believe that you are being treated unfairly?

To be honest, it’s kind of funny. Although it is said that I can count on one hand the number of people I have met who could be called the power class during my 15 years of living, I never imagined that I would go abroad and meet such a corporal in the form of an aristocrat from a third country.

But if he was invited by the empire like Ragnis, he didn’t come because he was proud of something? Why are you so sick?

“I’ll kill you right now!”

“Do, young master! You have to be patient! It’s not an ordinary skill as long as you killed Rag in one blow!”

no you idiots Shouldn’t you think that way from the moment you’ve already defeated the hero by sparring?

Around this time, I begin to sincerely doubt whether these guys are retards with some basic common sense.

“Shut up!”

Gwilo sighed and drew his sword.

“You killed my attendant even though I gave you a chance to apologize for your rudeness with death! I can’t believe that this kind of dishonor exists! I’ll kill you with my own hands!”

I’m really not going to lie, this bastard is a warrior at this moment. Is this what it means to say that you don’t have the confidence to win with logic because words don’t work?

Something like that… a noble of Rudra?

“O flames!”

I could see that the drawn sword and the ring he was wearing glowed as if resonating and began to subtly convert mana into mana.

shines? Maybe my senses just accept it that way and there is nothing wrong with it.

The one thing that’s certain is that it’s a ring that sucks mana, so what I just shouted was a starter, and it was magic in the form of interaction between the ring and the sword.

I don’t know if he’s average or above average aristocrats in a country called Rudra, but he must have been sincere regardless of the possibility of saying that he would kill me right away. Still, being so confident means you’re at least stronger than the attendant? Or do you just believe in that equipment and rush forward with a careless attitude?

“Rigid body!”

I couldn’t help thinking while staring at the other ring shining, this time working on the guy’s body.

At first, I wondered if the purpose was to organize a warrior party by gathering young talented people from each country under the same excuse as Ragnis, but after seeing such a guy who did not consider personality appear in one room, that hypothesis became a possibility. This feels thin.

“Strengthen strength! Strengthen endurance! Strengthen eye strength!”

While he was thinking about it, he was using the power of the rings while shouting hard in a clear voice.

Of course, I was able to kill about seven times in the meantime, but I’m sending a noble guy up to the sky, so shouldn’t I spend it as much as possible? You have to show off your showmanship as much as possible and then kill him so that nothing else comes out.

Rather, I was feeling even the smallest fun in preparing for battle like an idiot I had never seen in this life. The duel had already started as soon as I drew the sword, so even if I ran right away and cut him to death, he couldn’t even squeak.

Well, since he’s thinking like that, even after he commits such atrocities, he’s probably threatening me with a rebellious stance.

“Magical barrier! Physical barrier!”

Fuck, but apart from the fun, it takes too long. Even if I hadn’t declared a duel, I would have thrown it at least once every time I activated it, but it’s a pity that I couldn’t do that.

In addition to that, he confidently took the first step in the duel after betting on strengthening his equipment as well as his magic power.

“You savage cloth. Realize your fountain and burn yourself to death.”

– Dig!

The guy doesn’t smile. I’m really, really, really upset. Even up to this moment, the attitude that he had really been insulted came as an absurdly fresh first shock.

The second shock was that it was so slow that I yawned even though I applied reinforcements so hard?

“Haha!”

I had no intention of arguing with the guy who wielded the burning sword, so I held back what I wanted to say to control my breathing with all my strength, took a step back and cut off his sword to the side.

– Kaang!

I hit it with the feeling of splitting the sword vertically in the woods of a subordinate of someone called Pavaeri, but his sword only made a sharp sound and bounced off intact. Well, to be honest, it was a little absurd to say that he was fine because he was thrown off to the point where his posture was shaken, but at least his sword was fine.

First of all, I blew a kick as hard as I could toward the pit of the stomach of a guy who boasted of gaps.

– Pleasant!

“Shut up?!”

oh. I kicked it with the feeling that it would be okay even if my heart exploded and died, but only the ribs felt a bit damaged. Is that the magic effect of a rigid body? That’s awesome.

“Turn it off… uh.”

He didn’t even feel like he was breaking, so he had to straighten his posture, but he was still drooling and busy grabbing his stomach. Thanks to that, I hoped that the flame-swaying sword would touch my body and burn it to death, but unfortunately, that did not happen.

That seems more like borrowing the power of the spirits than magic. No matter how good the equipment is, everyone except me seems to be fighting well with the help of the spirits.

“Go, how dare… a thousand things kick me in the mud…!”

This time, I really wanted to put down my sword and give a standing ovation. You’re still mad about it, even at this point? That baby is real.

It’s so real that I want to cut my hair right away, but I persevered.

And that persistence was rewarded around the time the guy barely caught his breath.

“Stop! Stop now!”

One of them has already died, but the academy officials showed up pretty quickly. It must mean that one of the students scattered all over the place has successfully completed their task.

He was the first man I’d seen even though I’d taken eight classes in two days. Judging by the subtle aura on the outside, he is quite talented.

However, Gwilo, who had already been kicked by me and went blind, expressed his anger toward the man as well.

“Who are you! Who are you to dare to stop me!”

Didn’t you say that this bastard was the son of the baron? If anyone sees it, they’ll think it’s a marquis, really. Could it be that the kingdom of Rudra is in reverse order?

Still, it would be difficult to breathe because I had cleared my stomach with my own strength, but I could scream very well.

“It’s Wade Palmahorn, head of the Department of Combat. Who the hell are you… Oh my God, you’ve already seen blood.”

The professor, who identified himself as Wade, looked at me with a brow furrowed as if he was troubled when he saw the corpse of a guy called Rag lying strewn behind me. But there was no reprimand or embarrassment there.

It was the face of a member of society who was just bothered by having to deal with troublesome things.

“…Nice to meet you, Eldmia Ega. Rumors have already spread about you, so I wanted to see you once, but I didn’t expect to see you in this form.”

Instead of answering, he only nodded lightly, but Wade, as if he had heard the situation, didn’t take any action to open my mouth, such as asking a question. Instead, he turned to Gwilo and opened his mouth.

“I’ve heard of the situation. I don’t know who it is, but rather, I know that you are one of the guests of the Empire. Apologize for the rudeness and stop the duel immediately.”

“This…! You want me to apologize?! To that bastard who insulted me by kicking me with a mud foot because it wasn’t enough to kill my attendant?!”

“Didn’t that one disrespect the Marquis of Itthiel in the first place? Numerous students came running out shouting the same thing. Just as you are a guest of the Empire, this person is also a guest of the Empire and a Marquis of a kingdom. Rudra I don’t know what Esau would be like, but if I had been treated with such disrespect, I would have pulled out my sword.”

Perhaps one or two students visited him, but it was Wade who already knew the beginning of the incident. He made me admire by showing his composure without raising his voice even in an unlikely situation, but Gwilo once again surprised me even more with his idiotic remarks beyond imagination.

“Shut up! Even if it means dying, I won’t kneel down and apologize to that thousand! If you don’t want to be burned to death, get out of here right now!”

“Are you forgetting that you’re in a duel?! I’m going to Eldmia to give a duel to the gods of Itthiel! I really have to risk my life!”

“He risked his life, so I’ll take it myself!”

hmm. Our friend Gwilo must have lived without knowing that words in a duel are as heavy as an oath. Still, I want you to think that I’m so glad I found out while dying.

There is nothing more to see in the yard until you declare that you will not apologize even if you die. I said something and avoided Wade, who tried to block us. I quickly closed the distance with Gwilo and swung my sword with all my might.

I expected a little bit, but he didn’t react either.

“Ah…”

Wade’s sigh, or the sighs of the students watching around him, finally ended the duel like that.

Because the sword was broken at the moment of intentional decapitation, Gwilo’s head soared high into the sky, but it took a while before it fell to the ground and rolled on the floor.

“It sucks.”

I really wanted to get rid of all the double desires, but since I had to act as a knight in a fairy tale, I finished with one word and took out a handkerchief from my chest and wiped my sword.

I wanted to wipe the corpse with a handkerchief because it was a waste, but I decided to put up with that too.

“Are there any actions I should take, Professor Wade?”

After wiping off the blood grease, I looked at Wade as I inserted my sword. He let out a long sigh and shook his head.

“It can’t be. It was a legal and sacred duel within the Empire. If the kingdom of Rudra protests, it will face the wrath of His Majesty the Emperor.”

The temperature difference is no joke after listening to Gwilo’s nonsense that went crazy until recently, and listening to common sense intellectuals.

Still, the fact that it was a satisfactory answer did not change, so I lightly bowed to him and approached Ragnis, who had been standing still, arms folded, quietly watching all of this.

Perhaps I was the only one who noticed that satisfaction was evident on one side of her face, which seemed quite serious and expressionless.