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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: selkie
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The Demon Lord and the Hero managed to resolve the incident and start the interrupted battle again.
However, at this moment, the two of them felt that it was difficult to seriously engage in the battle in many ways, perhaps because of the aftereffects of holding hands on the way here.
‘Damn it… It’s a match, but the feeling is so strange… To wield a sword with all my might at my lover. Moreover, to the person I was holding hands with until just now…’
‘Why is that… This feeling is bothering me. Clearly, I joined this place because I wanted to formally cross swords with the Hero once… Why am I feeling this hesitation now?’
Even at this moment, the two were feeling their hearts flutter just by looking at the person in front of them.
In this situation where they only had the thought of holding hands tightly again like just now, it was psychologically virtually impossible to have a normal battle.
However, it was impossible to stop the battle now.
As a result.
One thought automatically came to the Hero’s mind.
‘Well, honestly, isn’t this enough? I can say that I’ve shown enough strength by easily defeating one of the bodyguards, and decisively, the Demon Lord will definitely win the championship without any difficulty.’
After all, it wasn’t so good if the fact that he had more power than the Demon Lord was known to the outside world.
This was evident from the fact that Belzebuth, who knew that fact, was showing signs of trying to check the Hero.
As a result, the Hero decided at this moment to deal with the Demon Lord appropriately and lose…
This was the same for the Demon Lord.
‘After all, it’s already determined that the Hero will win the championship… There’s no reason for me to be greedy for Narsil, so there’s no need to show a noticeable appearance here.’
With that, the two people settled on the conclusion that they would lose to each other.
And as a result…
Clang!!!!!
At the same time as the battle began, the two people collided swords as they were, with appropriate power.
But at that moment.
The two people, who were trained to the limit of nothingness, could recognize it at once.
‘!.. Th-This is…’
‘Demon Lord… Could it be?’
The fact that could be recognized the moment the swords faced each other.
That was… the fact that the opponent’s sword was filled with a clear will not to attack the other person, not emotions like fighting spirit or competitiveness.
Although the two people’s fundamental combat power was so enormous that it was powerful enough for even other people to feel the shock wave of magic power just by that alone.
However,
Apart from this appearance.
The two people, who were the parties involved, were able to recognize one fact through the sword strike containing this ‘mind’ of the other person.
The person in front of them was thinking the same thing as them.
‘I see… It’s not just me who was thinking that, the Demon Lord too…’
‘Was it the same after all… Hero. You too…’
The two people appeared to be in a tight battle while facing swords.
However, in reality, the parties involved were blushing with faces hidden by helmets and feeling a deep sense of shame at this moment.
The person they had deep feelings for was thinking the same thing as them, and was trying to do the same thing as them.
Just by that alone, the two people were feeling as if their hearts were connected.
The two people’s swords, which were showing an almost perfectly still state while maintaining an appropriate balance.
The other person’s power that was transmitted within that was giving them a sense like an expression of sweet love just by itself.
‘Something… This feeling is… To think that I can feel so good even though I’m just holding swords…’
‘They say that when warriors fight, they feel a communion of souls… Maybe that’s related to it.’
Thus, the two people began to feel that this moment was so happy, though they didn’t know the exact reason.
In response, they continued to do what could be called a cuddling skinship for about 10 minutes, which was written as a struggle for strength…
While watching the two people who continued the ‘fierce battle of strength against strength, with the pride of warriors at stake’ for about 10 minutes, the spectators automatically felt their palms sweat.
“That’s amazing spirit… To think that he’s been enduring for more than 10 minutes while emitting that much power…”
“That’s the Hero who even won against Nyadan, one of the Four Heavenly Kings. And if the power of the person he’s facing is equal, then this much is naturally a given.”
Two commanders were watching the two people’s battle from one side of the arena.
Elias and Samson.
They were showing serious expressions as they watched the clash of the two strong people, which was continuing more fiercely than they had imagined.
However, it contained not only feelings about the collision of the two people’s strength.
The two people, who had a perspective that could see the situation in more depth unlike other demons.
Their minds contained a secret that only a handful of people in this arena knew.
“The armor and feeling are a little different… But if she’s a strong person with that much power, then it must be that person, right?”
“I can’t think of anyone other than that person. She’s the only one in this Demon Kingdom who can do things that even we think are impossible with ease.”
“Oh geez… Still, I never thought he would play such a prank.”
After hearing Samson’s confirming words, Elias frowned and slowly shook her head.
Towards her, Samson gave a slight smile and said.
“It’s not something that can be seen as a simple prank. Even though she looks like that, she’s also a warrior of one person before being the monarch of a country. Isn’t it a natural nature to enjoy fighting strong people?”
“…Well, it would be right for you to say that… But honestly, I’m worried. That person’s body is not her own.”
“That’s called overprotectiveness. No matter how much I’ve seen Her Majesty… Hmm hmm… that person since I was young, you’re always too worried. To put it coldly, hasn’t that person’s skill risen to a level that can’t be compared to yours anymore?”
“Haa… That’s true, but…”
Elias still watched the fierce battle in front of her with a worried gaze, even while sighing slightly at Samson’s words.
Looking at her, Samson unknowingly gave a slight smile.
‘But well… Personally, I quite like that about you. In the world, that’s also called kindness.’
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A time of communion disguised as a struggle for strength with the Demon Lord.
About this time, which felt sweeter than I had imagined, though it wasn’t intended, I began to think that I wanted to continue this forever if I could.
In reality, the Demon Lord was also adjusting her strength throughout the time, so I knew that this could continue for a while in the future.
Honestly, the part about ‘so how will this battle end up’ was a bit of a mystery, but I stopped thinking about that point with the end that it would be alright somehow.
With that, the match was completely put on the back burner, and that was when I and she were continuing the confrontation with our weapons.
Kaduk!
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
A sharp sound that was heard in our two people’s ears for a moment.
In response, the Demon Lord and I felt a bit ominous for a moment and began to think that we should stop acting here for a while.
But…
Clang!!!
“Ah!…”
“Ah…”
An unexpected situation that suddenly occurred.
It was that the sword the Demon Lord was holding had broken futilely as it was.
“Wh-What is this…”
I showed embarrassment as it was an unexpected situation, but soon I could easily recognize what the reason was.
The sword I’m currently holding was the very same famous sword that the Demon Lord gave me as a gift.
It could cut even ordinary steel like tofu, and it also had enough strength to withstand my tremendous magic power.
In addition, it was a bonus that the durability of the greatsword weapon did not wear out well.
On the other hand, the Demon Lord’s weapon that was facing this greatsword was nothing more than an extremely simple iron sword, not a very great famous sword.
As a body that was disguised, the current Demon Lord had to arm herself with relatively cheap equipment, not the strongest weapons she usually used, so this was an unavoidable situation.
In this situation,
It could be said that it was natural that the iron sword, which had received our two people’s attacks, which were still far beyond ordinary people, even though we were giving in to some extent, could not last long.
“The winner is the Black Hero!”
Thus, my battle with the Demon Lord ended, leaving behind a deeper regret than I had thought.
But immediately after,
The Demon Lord spoke in a small voice in my ear while getting down from the arena.
“If you’re okay with it… Let’s do it again later…”
“!… Ah… Yes. I… Understand.”
“Hehe…”
With that, the Demon Lord left the arena with a small laugh, and while looking at her like this, I could only feel a dazed feeling while blushing for a while.
It was as if I had lost in the battle just before.
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What a cute couple!