Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru Chapter 237 236 - Group C

Group C

I decided to switch gears and focus on the ga. Still, it was hard to forget the sense of irritation entirely.

"There is no point in being so bothered. Or did you actually think I would be tempted to follow that bonehead?"

"I know. But he just ca out of nowhere with that proposition. It gets to you."

"Perhaps. I have lived long and yet have rarely t soone who was so rude. He seed rather proud to be a light elf, but I never saw much worth in it."

He really had been proud of it. Sothing about being the chosen race. Elves seed to be quite rare already, but were light elves so few in number?

"There are so who say we are direct descendants of the ancient elves. That is all it is."

"What? That seems like a big deal to ."

She never told that! Direct descendants of ancient elves! The ones that died out a thousand years ago…

"Whatever blood may have been there is too thin to an anything now."

"That may be…but, bloodlines are important…"

Well, they usually were important to the protagonist… There would be fights over being purebloods and all…

"There really is no point in any of it. Besides, no one can use ancient magic."

"True…"

But there was a ddleso part of that started to wonder if such abilities couldn't be unlocked sohow. I don't know…a special item or sothing that would awaken the old blood…

Yes, truly ddleso. Daniela didn't want it and wouldn't be happy if I pushed it.

"By the way, where is Lemon?"

"Hmm? Oh, she should be near the front…ah, there she is."

It wasn't too hard to spot the person with ash-colored hair. I saw her small head very clearly. She was looking around and trying to find us in the crowd. She was as cheerful and cute as always. A little different from Daniela.

"Look. She saved seats for us. We should hurry. It's because of you, you know? You complained about not being able to see. So she got front row seats this ti."

"Now I feel terrible…"

Daniela said with a wince. All the more reason to hurry.

I led Daniela by the hand and we waded through the crowd of people until we reached the front row.

"Ah, the two veterans! You're late!"

"Sorry-sorry. This white weirdo got in our way."

"What? I've been hearing people talk about Adlus and so Adventurers he was angry with. Was that you…?"

She was looking at like I was a monstrous idiot.

"He was trying to take Daniela away. I only reacted in an obvious way."

"Ahh… Yes, Adlus is known for doing that around light elves…"

"I see… What a good-for-nothing."

Seriously. I'll beat him to a pulp in the main fight.

"He approached once before. But then he rubbed at his eyes and apologized for the mistake."

"…"

"Well, you have nothing to worry about Miss Daniela. Since you have Asagi here with you."

"Indeed. And Lemon, sorry about yesterday… I am afraid you went through much trouble because of what I said about the seats."

Daniela bowed her head, but Lemon frantically waved her hands dismissively.

"Oh, it was nothing! These just happened to be the seats that were open!"

"I see… Thank you, Lemon."

"Oh…Miss Daniela…"

Daniela raised her head and gently stroked Lemon's ash-colored hair. Lemon's face brightened and the two of them stared at one another for so ti. Nice.

"Ah, it's about to begin. I'm so glad you arrived in ti."

"All right, Lemon. Sit here next to . We will watch it together."

"Yes, Miss Daniela!"

Daniela threw an arm around her and pulled her closer. Lemon's hand was also on Daniela's arm now. They had sure gotten closer… I would feel rather lonely as I watched the ga. Still, it wasn't exactly hard on the eyes.

It was Group C today. The Adventurers who would be fighting were Rank B. Daniela and I were around that level in Replant. That ant that these guys would be strong enough to kill a wyvern solo.

"No, I believe that was because of your skills, Asagi."

"Oh, really?"

I had had a pretty bad start, and besides, Rex and the others had weakened it for .

We watched these strong fighters battle it out in the arena. But was it just ? Or did there seem to be a lot more today…

"Ah, it is not just you."

"Really?"

"Yes. There are a higher number of B-Rank Adventurers. It's harder to break through to A-Rank. So people will never even make it. And so there are up to eighty Adventurers here today."

"Ouch…"

According to Lemon, there were not many Adventurers who could reach A-Rank. Indeed, your rank was affected by your level, but it was also affected by quest completion rates. You could have a really high level, but if you didn't complete quests, the guild could refuse to raise your rank.

That being said, you couldn't just complete a bunch of lower-ranking quests either. It was a matter of trust. However, A-Rank quests tended to be very dangerous, and so B-Rank beca a kind of pool where many B-Rankers collected.

"People enter the tournant for the chance of fa. It will also help you get better quests and raise your rank… A final desperate attempt of B-Rankers, you might say."

"I see… So in a way, it's a relief asure."

"Yes. After all, it's best that there are a lot of high ranking Adventurers."

Well, winning the tournant alone wouldn't an much by itself. It was really about how many moves and tricks you could steal. That's what B-Rankers needed to do.

I had been blessed in a way. Beowulf had made his thrall, and I had received special skills. Of course, it didn't hurt to have soone like Daniela next to as well. I would have likely stayed at G-Rank…had I been alone.

So I had to be thankful to them… Beowulf. I wonder what he was doing now.

I thought about such things as the fight continued. A battle royale of eighty fighters. They may not have had enough experience and skill for the guild, but they looked pretty capable to . Perhaps it was sheer desperation. They wanted it so bad. Winning was the only thing they were thinking about.

However, it tended to make you lose sight of things. If you aren't fully aware of your surroundings, you end up losing fights that you could've won. But how many of them would realize this…

"Ahh…"

"Did you see that, Asagi? The woman with the spear."

"I did. Impressive…"

One spear-wielder was expertly taking down opponents, front and back, left and right. She pulled back from a forward thrust in order to attack the person behind her, then she blocked a sword without killing her montum. The spear then twirled above her head and ca crashing down. Yes, it was great. I took notes with Jack of all Trades, Master of None.

And she could defend quite well too. Her flexibility was especially impressive. She could even lower herself into the splits… I would scream in pain if I had to do that.

She dodged attacks by crouching, all the while, swinging her spear. It was hard to attack a target that was close to the ground. And just like that, another enemy had their legs fly over their head and was defeated.

And there was more. Once, she evaded attacks from both sides by jamming her spear into the ground and lifting her body high into the air. Then she swung her spear, drawing a circle and throwing the two attackers off of their feet.

It really was quite a sight, seeing so many opponents fall, one after another. I felt like I was watching a martial arts film. The audience loved it.

It was as if one person fell with every swing.

"That one is clearly on the rise. Not like these others who are stuck in B-Rank."

"Indeed. She will be A-Rank soon enough."

Lemon and Daniela nodded. I agreed. Imagine how deadly she was with her real weapon…

"However, she does not seem to use magic."

"Do you think she really got this far with that spear alone…?"

"Perhaps. She certainly has the skill for it."

This was the kind of battle that felt good to watch. And it also had the bonus of being educational for .

However, it was about to co to an end. She blocked swords and dodged magic as if a dancer on stage. Her enemies dwindled until there was just her and one other person left. However, this was the Imperial Sword Tournant. And there were two winners.

In other words, the fight was finished. The winners of Group C were the spear-wielder and one lucky guy.

"His face… He looks as if he has already lost."

"Yes, Miss Daniela. You can see that he's already hit the ceiling."

You had to be greedy for victory. Lemon added. I suppose that was her motto in life. I didn't know if I agreed with it, but I understood her. You could say that it was also an important trick to living. I thought this as I stared at the spear-wielder.