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Welcome to the Impregnable Demon King Castle – Chapter 86

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Translator: Aquilegia

Editor: Weasalopes

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86 – Let’s Go, Second Round

The main competition will be held for two days.

The first day is up until the second round and the second day is up to the finals.

The number of matches is not even, so the latter half of the matches may take more time to be directed.

Introductory videos and the audience’s enthusiasm would be broadcasted.

Anyway, it’s the second round.

Our opponents are a Hero and a Hero.

It seems that the leaders of different parties have teamed up in this tournament.

In a Dungeon Clear, the party is basically fixed.

The members cannot be easily exchanged or replaced.

For example, in a tournament like this, it’s possible to realize a dream tag team in which the contractors of the Four Great Spirits, Aerial and Fenix, are fighting together.

But in that case, who else can win the tournament?

The only thing that comes to my mind is my master. However, master will not want to appear.

Most of the participant’s teams this time are Monsters from the same workplace or Adventurers from the same party.

Among those who remained for the main competition, there are three teams consisting of a Human and a Monster, including us.

A team of Monsters that are from different workplaces are Furcus and Kei, and the team of Adventurers that are from different parties are our opponents this time.

「First of all, I have to apologize to you, Sir Lem!」

The Gust Hero is a youth around 14 years old. His cheerful way of speaking gives him a lively impression.

「Until the moment I saw the first round, I had misunderstood Sir Lem. Even if you were excellent, I thought that it would be hard for a Black Sorcerer. Because when it comes to Tag Battles, individual strength becomes even more important.」

An individual will have to bear a lot more burden to win with a team of two people rather than a team of five. After all, the number of people who share the burden of what is needed in order to win has decreased.

「However, I realized this after seeing your movements. You have changed from those days when you were still in your previous party. Maybe because there are fewer members to support, or maybe because there are fewer enemies for you to cast Black Magic on, the you who have gained the option to move by yourself is…strong.」

His gaze is straightforward and I don’t sense a lie.

It’s a fundamental thing, but thoughts are essential to casting magic. You have to think about what kind of magic you want to cast and keep on thinking in order to continue the effect.

I cast Black Magic on all the opponents that came out and since the actual effect would not be known to the other party members and viewers, the party members could fight comfortably.

In such a state, there is no way to use a trained body.

There are too many things to think about.

「I didn’t know that a Black Sorcerer is actually capable of moving that well. On top of that, your attitude of trying all possible means in order to win is also wonderful. It warms my heart when I see effort and ingenuity being rewarded.」

He pulled out his sword.

「But that’s exactly why I’ll do my best. Otherwise, I would be doing you a disservice.」

Apparently, it seems that he is also hiding his warm feelings.

「Then I’ll handle the Insect-Human.」

The Explosion Hero is a well-built youth, he looked older than his partner.

He’s holding a battle axe.

Along with the signal that indicates the start of the match, the two Heroes started running.

The Gust Hero ran straight towards me and the Explosion Hero got blocked by the numerous walls that Berith created immediately after the start.

From the destructive sounds that I immediately heard, it seems that he is advancing while exploding the walls using Spirit Magic.

We have already taken into consideration that he would destroy the walls. These walls are to slow the progress speed of the axe user and the wind user.

「Wind!」

I can hear the swirling sound of air.

It gets bigger as he gets closer.

Is the wind wrapped around the blade?

Now, the youth is running with a tiny storm.

「Berith.」

「Yeah.」

A silver wall obstructed the youth from getting closer to me.

From their side, it should look like that.

「It doesn’t matter, Sir Lem! It’s called a Tag Battle because you can cooperate with your partner, I’ll defeat you along with that silver!」

Is he going to go around the wall or is he going to destroy the wall?

Either way, he would be cautious.

Still, he must believe that he can react to the situation. Well, there’s nothing wrong with that, since he actually has the ability to do that.

I’m going to take advantage of that correct perception.

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Defeat Sir Lem.

I think being confident is as hard as getting respect in this field.

When I was a kid, I said with a smile that I wanted to be number one, but after becoming an Adventurer, even if the words are on the tip of my tongue, I still can’t say it.

I know the weight of that sentence, so it’s not easy to say it.

Sir Lem’s statement about wanting to be a hero is famous. In a bad way, though.

A useless person talking about a dream that is impossible for him to achieve next to his best friend who is the Contractor of one of the Four Great Spirits.

Regardless of how I say it, I thought there was nothing I could deny in the content.

It’s not like he didn’t know what it meant if he chose to be an Adventurer to become a hero.

He knew. But, we didn’t understand that.

His movements are not something that a talentless person can learn in a few months. He is someone who has trained for many years.

Not only that, he can quickly see through the opponent’s movement and his movements after that are also bold and accurate.

Such as, when an offensive spell is coming, he can do an evasive action to go to the other direction.

His swordsmanship is not bad either. His techniques are not that excellent, but it’s offset by his eyes and movements.

Of course, I don’t think I’m inferior to him, but our conditions are too different.

Taking into account his Aptitude, an extreme amount of effort must have been necessary.

I respect him for that and I’m ashamed of myself for looking down on him just like everyone else.

I will defeat him, he who is aiming to become a hero, with all my Magic.

A wall appeared in front of my eyes. But I already know about this. If it’s exactly the same, it can be dealt with without any problem.

But what if it’s different? What if Sir Lem came up with an ingenious plan?

At that moment, I felt the increase and movements of Magical Energy.

Sir Lem’s Magical Energy is hard to sense. Many Wizards are good at hiding the performance of their Magical Energy organ because they have the Aptitude for manipulating Magical Energy.

However, this is not the case when Magical Energy is poured into the staff.

That’s why I understood.

It’s a slope.

I see! It looks like a wall from here, but from the other side, it looks like a slope or stairs.

Is he planning to show up above my head if I had tried to push on through the front?

Is it a strategy to cast Black Magic with the Magical Energy in the staff and take the chance when I faltered?

If I was someone who doubted his ability, even a Hero may have been caught.

But I know.

That’s why.

The moment I saw a humanoid shadow at my feet, I simultaneously unleashed the wind wrapped around my sword.

I slashed my sword upwards with the intention of cutting the sky along with him.

At that moment, both the humanoid thing that was above my head and the staff fell apart.

A few moments after that, I felt the clouds floating in the blue sky suddenly change their shape. Did the wind reach that far?

Anyway, I had hit Sir Lem. I’m sure he already left the field.

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And at that moment.

「What…?」

His response is not wrong. If he attacked after visually checking, the attack would be delayed for a moment. The speed of attacking the moment he thought that an attack would come is a hard-to-get talent. A talent honed with hard work.

The thing that he cut is the scabbard of my staff and the humanoid-shaped, silver.

The Magical Energy was poured into the scabbard that has the function of a staff.

Then, silver is entwined around his feet while he is standing still.

She breaks through the brittle wall and I jump out in front of the Gust Hero.

The youth who put all his energy into the magic as he declared, at this distance, he wouldn’t have enough time to cast the offensive spell.

I sprint towards him to pierce him with the sword.

As expected of a Hero, he tried to swing his sword from his position.

The counterattack was supposed to be just in time. The difference in ability between a Hero and a Black Sorcerer is that clear and cruel.

However, I’m aware of that attack.

The next moment, my feet that were on the floor had left it as if I jumped.

But, this step was different. The floor was the one that jumped up.

I accelerated with the help of Berith’s silver and just for an instant I was able to surpass his speed.

In that instant, my sword pierces his chest just before his sword is swung down.

「…Ahh, the one that I have misread wasn’t only you…」

The Gust Hero left the field.

Only the brain and heart would cause Humans enough damage for them to leave the field, regardless of their endurance.

So far, Berith has shown only flashy techniques.

Iron walls, walls that divide the field from end to end, and giant fists.

It gave off a strong and rough impression.

That is why the delicate use of magic that is closer to the Silver Prince was unconsciously excluded from the options.

As a result, the audience seats are in an uproar.

However, I tuned out those sounds.

There’s still someone remaining.

A Hero that is approaching while blasting and smashing the wall with an axe.

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