Acting as a Slit-Eye Chapter 105

Chapter 105. Killing Two Birds with One Stone (1)

Eleanor D'Micelle.

She concealed her unpleasant feelings as she made her way to a Martial Arena, a place usually frequented by commoners.

"Of all places, why here?"

Though not as ticulous as Yulian, to soone who walked a noble path, a place that lacked cleanliness and slled terrible was tornt.

Nevertheless, she ca here because of the "managent of the Bishops" that Yulian emphasized so much.

It was easy to predict that Aiden, who had a conflict with Yulian, would make a move.

Honestly, she had no intention of getting involved in their clash of pride, but the Dawn Society had not yet fully revealed itself.

Moreover, both Yulian and Aiden held significant positions of power within the Dawn Society.

"A loss of power is unacceptable."

For the survival of the Dawn Society and for managing the Bishops, she needed to prevent their clash.

Coincidentally, she had discovered through eavesdropping magic that Aiden was plotting with Bishop Corund.

She learned through various routes that they would et at the Martial Arena.

Fortunately, there was a VIP lounge that only VIPs could enter for nobles with secretive hobbies.

Eleanor entered and waited for their conversation.

To understand their plan.

― Haha, it's been a while, Aiden. Your face doesn't look bright. I guess sothing bad happened?"

The voice belonged to Bishop Corund.

A man who once studied under the sa school as Aiden.

Thanks to this, she anticipated Aiden would approach Corund first and set the eavesdropping magic as a priority.

"If only it worked on Yulian..."

If it had, it would have been easier to manage the Bishops and diate the situation.

Anyway, she was here today to thwart Aiden's scheming.

― I'd have never imagined you'd co here in person, Aiden.

Corund's words, delivered through a magical tool.

Even when they were together, speaking in ssage magic to avoid being overheard was a boon for Eleanor.

The eavesdropping magic would only activate under such spells.

But she tilted her head, puzzled.

She already knew Corund's vulgar nature, but Aiden's actions were unexpected.

"Why would a gentleman so obsessed with pureblood co to a place like this?"

While she pondered, the atmosphere of the Martial Arena threatened to explode.

Waaaah!!!

In the arena at the center of the Martial Arena, several people were mingled, wielding weapons at each other.

Boos filled the air whenever a weapon cut through the emptiness.

And when a strike hit, a series of fervent cheers erupted.

An explosive wave of emotions resounded throughout.

For so, it was a pri spot for entertainnt.

"Utterly distasteful."

While she wasn't one to ridicule lowbrow hobbies, Eleanor found it hard to adjust to the crowds packed in this place.

Thankfully, she wore a mask to avoid recognition. If she had encountered soone she knew, her discomfort would have pierced the sky.

― I might have a hobby here, but didn't you once label the Martial Arena a vulgar place, Aiden?"

Corund's sly, subtly irritating words resonated from the magical tool.

Though she hadn't exchanged many words with him before or after he beca bishop, this ti, she couldn't help but agree.

Uwaaaaaah!!

【Great job, Garin! You've just proven why I bet on you!】

【Drop dead! You foolish bastard!】

Just as the Martial Arena threatened to burst with loud cheers, Eleanor winced.

― So, I chose this place as the eting location.

Aiden's subdued voice pierced her ears.

― No one would expect

to co to a place like this.

― Hmm, that might be the case.

― Let's get to the point.

The crucial mont was about to unfold.

Eleanor strained to listen to their conversation.

― Wait a minute. Aiden, let

guess what you're about to say.

Corund's voice seed mocking, as if he was sneering.

― The pureblood obsession among mages has gone too far, and you know it too. But since your foundation relies on them, you had no choice but to act on this situation.

Corund, yet to experience Yulian firsthand, seed to savor the current scenario.

He was delighted that the overbearing Aiden turned to him for help.

― The ti has co to put an end to Yulian, that half-blood's life.

It was as expected.

― I don't like him either. He's a half-blood who, basking in Sir Tennellon's favor, knows no fear of the heavens. As a Bishop and a mage, there's no fate by which I could like him.

Pureblood mages have a deep-seated hatred for 'collaterals' mixed with common blood.

Eleanor, being a mage, was well aware of these prevailing sentints.

― But I've been thinking. Could it be that you intend to use Yulian to eliminate other 'pureblood' schools?

The conversation began to take an odd turn.

― That's a stretch.

― A stretch? I'm rely entertaining a natural question."

"Keuk."

A faint chuckle could be heard.

Sounding slightly frivolous, it was undoubtedly Corund's.

"I'm sure Corund understands that Aiden hasn't allied with Yulian."

So why bring up this topic?

"To gain a favorable position in upcoming negotiations..."

As Eleanor pieced her thoughts together, she realized the audience had fallen into an unusual silence.

【An unexpected turn of events! The new face of the arena has defeated the favorite, Kagum!】

Though she heard the reason for this quietness, Eleanor paid no mind.

Her sole purpose here was to manage the Bishops. Beyond that...

"Huh?"

Though uninterested in the arena, she couldn't help but focus on a silhouette rising from the audience.

【Who is that guy?】

【Get lost already?!】

【Stop interrupting the flow and get the hell out, you bastard!】

As the silhouette, appearing to be an adult male, landed in the arena, curses were hurled at him.

"... Causing such a commotion."

Amidst the chaotic atmosphere, it was just one person who had intruded.

As she grumbled and tried to refocus on the eavesdropping magic, the intruding man threw off his mask.

Unveiling a face that should not be in this place.

It was none other than Yulian.

***

I had beco acutely aware during my ti in this body.

That 'Yulian' liked dueling.

He was narcissistic.

And took imnse pride in his duties as a part of 'Blind Eyes'.

"What a crazy bastard."

In an instant, my view had changed, so I began by surveying my surroundings.

Just before, I had been in the audience, looking 'down,' but now, I was in the arena, looking 'up.'

This ant that sohow my body had moved on its own, invading the arena.

"I'm going to die young."

Perhaps it was because I 'knew' the person who defeated the favorite, Kagum.

In the narrative, Yulian was unaware that the 'blind warrior' and the 'Sword Saint' were disciples of the sa teacher.

However, having played the ga, I knew they were 'from the sa school', which is probably why my body reacted so intensely.

Furthering this—

The blind warrior, Zahard, was a criminal.

More precisely, a criminal who violated 'martial law.'

Due to this, as a mber of the Imperial Intelligence Agency 'Blind Eyes', with pride, 'Yulian' had no choice but to act.

【What's going on!? Soone has intruded from the audience... wait, that face, could it be!?】

Whether he was a comntator or a host, the flustered man's voice echoed, amplified by the magical device.

As the crowd's gaze fixed upon my face, the once-silent audience stirred to life.

【"I-It's Yulian."】

【"The Smiling Executioner?"】

【"Why is he here...?"】

Ignoring the murmurs, I rested my hand on the sword sheath at my waist.

Jingle––.

Though I had stumbled into this situation, the 'blind warrior' was a fitting character for my reason for coming to the Martial Arena.

True to his moniker, he couldn't see with his eyes. Thus, he solely depended on his five senses and an additional sense, the 'aura', for movent and battle.

"... Funny running into you in a place like this."

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??〈Remarkable Intuition〉

??〈Foresight〉 detects the opponent's aura.

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An aura, invisible to the eye, roiled around Zahard.

His aura was of a vastly different nature than his fellow disciple, the 'Sword Saint'.

Instead of a finely honed elegance, it was a stormy, continuously shifting aura.

The players of