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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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“Tesha’s team and Reus’s team are fighting near the lake, 11 o’clock direction.”
Ethan, upon hearing the raven’s report, started running. Mana surged through his veins.
He covered several meters with each stride.
[My lord, I must ask, you’re not planning a sneak attack while invisible, are you?]
Lien’s question made Ethan speechless.
Of course, he was planning a sneak attack.
It was the most efficient way.
Reus would be busy fighting Tesha.
The first and second-ranked students, clashing against each other.
They would be using every trick and tactic they knew.
[Why do you not answer, my lord? You are a man of honor and loyalty…]
Lien was a good knight, skilled and powerful.
His only problem was that he expected his master to uphold the same virtues.
‘…Damn it, he’s going to lecture me again…’
Ethan sighed inwardly.
[My lord, what troubles you?]
[I’m disappointed in you, Lien. Did you really think I was that underhanded?]
[No! I apologize for my misunderstanding. As expected of my lord! That is the way of a true knight…]
Ethan tuned him out.
He had no intention of summoning Lien in this fight.
This was the academy.
He wouldn’t summon a Chaos Knight who lurked in the shadows, even if he could.
‘I didn’t expect Tesha and Reus to be fighting each other.’
The situation was unexpected, but it was likely to work in his favor.
‘I’m going to crush him.’
Ethan grinned, imagining punching Reus in the face.
Tia ran beside him, her gaze fixed on his back.
‘Ethan must have run like this when I sent the ravens…’
It was a new perspective.
His broad shoulders looked dependable.
She could still feel the warmth of his hand in hers.
“Tia.”
“Y-yes?”
“Release the invisibility spell when I give you the signal.”
Tia didn’t understand.
Wouldn’t it be better to attack while invisible?
But then she realized.
‘Ah… you’re going to fight him fairly…’
Even in a survival game, he was adhering to his principles. He was a true hero. That was so like Ethan.
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Ethan arrived at the scene and observed the battle.
He saw Reus mercilessly kicking Tesha, who was already on the ground.
Ethan gritted his teeth.
He knew Reus was ruthless.
‘That bastard… even Satan would be disgusted.’
Ethan’s sword was pointed at Reus’s chest.
The black blade, like its owner’s hair and eyes, was a perfect match for Ethan.
‘…When did he get here?’
He hadn’t sensed Ethan’s approach.
Of course, he had been focused on Tesha. But Ethan could have easily attacked him from behind.
‘Interesting.’
Reus smirked.
“So, it’s you… the black-haired one.”
“It’s Ethan, asshole. Learn my name.”
“I’ll remember it if you’re worth remembering.”
Clang!
Reus’s spear clashed with Ethan’s sword, sparks flying.
Two surges of blue mana collided.
Ethan pressed his attack, forcing Reus back.
Reus adjusted his grip on his spear, despite his injured arm.
‘He’s using a spear. I can’t let him keep his distance.’
Reus blocked Ethan’s relentless attacks, the sound of metal against metal echoing through the silent forest.
Crimson flames flickered around Ethan’s black blade.
‘Ethan… it’s you again…’
Tesha looked up at Ethan, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
He had come to her rescue again.
At the perfect moment, as though he had been waiting for her to be in danger.
How was that even possible?
Unless he had been watching her.
‘Ethan… you also… like me…’
Tesha leaned against a tree, her body aching.
All she could do was cheer for him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The spear and the sword clashed repeatedly.
‘Damn it… if only I wasn’t injured…’
Reus’s movements were growing sluggish.
But he couldn’t show any weakness.
He glanced at Sonny’s clone.
Tia was fighting the clone, her wind blades slicing through the air.
The clone dissipated into dust.
‘Where’s that Arthur bastard?’
Reus gritted his teeth and continued his duel with Ethan.
A storm of blue mana erupted from Ethan’s blade.
‘Linchester Swordsmanship, Second Form: Soul Strike.’
The blue mana took the form of a dragon and lunged towards Reus.
Thwack!
Reus channeled his mana into his spear and charged into the dragon’s jaws.
Mana against mana.
He aimed for Ethan’s chest.
But Ethan, as if anticipating his move, deflected the spear.
‘That second-ranked bitch…’
Ethan ducked under the spear and moved to Reus’s side.
And then,
Thwack!
Ethan’s mana-infused kick struck Reus’s heel.
Reus stumbled, a searing pain shooting up his leg.
‘He knows my weakness?’
It was his Achilles heel, the same heel that had been pierced by Paris’s poisoned arrow.
Ethan smirked and punched him in the stomach.
‘One-hit KO!’
Bam!
Reus gasped, his body doubling over in pain.
But Ethan’s attack didn’t end there. He continued his assault, his fists a blur of motion.
‘Combo attack! Broken nose!’
A sharp pain exploded in his nose. Something cracked.
Blood trickled down his face.
It was humiliating.
He was a demigod, the son of Zeus and a sea goddess.
He was resistant to pain and rarely injured.
But even he couldn’t withstand repeated attacks to his vital points.
[The Sea Goddess weeps at your injury.]
[The Most Beautiful Goddess laments your battle.]
[The God of War is enraged by your defeat.]
Reus gasped for breath and thrust his spear forward.
If Arthur’s unique ability was his ‘status window and system,’ Reus’s was the ‘blessing of the gods.’
He was blessed by the Greek gods, receiving their support and guidance.
That was how he had been able to grow so strong in this world, just like he had in his previous life.
His opponent was strong.
But Reus had more experience in battle.
He had fought on the battlefields of Troy for over 10 years. He was blessed by the gods.
‘That bastard is using his special ability.’
Ethan’s sword flashed through the air, a streak of blue mana cutting through the darkening forest.
Reus thrust his spear forward.
A cold, sharp pain pierced his side.
Ethan gritted his teeth, his grip on his sword tightening.
He would take Reus down, even if it meant being injured.
His black blade sliced towards Reus’s neck.
The blade grazed his skin, a thin line of blood appearing.
But it didn’t matter.
He had been aiming for the necklace.
Ethan lunged forward, catching the falling necklace.
“Huff… huff… I win, Reus.”
His breath came in ragged gasps, and blood seeped through his wound. He felt dizzy.
Reus glared at Ethan, his body swaying. He had been eliminated. Exhaustion washed over him.
“Ha… haha… hahaha!”
He leaned against a tree and burst into laughter.
The laughter intensified his bleeding, but he couldn’t stop.
He had finally had a real fight. Two of them, in fact.
Reus looked up at the night sky. It was a peaceful, quiet night. He could feel his broken nose and ribs.
“Think about what you did wrong.”
Ethan’s kick struck Reus’s head, knocking him unconscious.
Ethan pocketed the necklace and turned around. Tesha and Tia were watching him.
“Ethan, are you hurt?”
“It stings, but I’m okay. Where’s Anya?”
“She hasn’t returned yet.”
‘She’s probably fighting Sonny.’
In the original story, Anya and Sonny were rivals. Sonny was a master of tricks and deception, using his speed and agility to his advantage, while Anya relentlessly pursued him.
“Tesha, drink a potion. You can’t move in that condition.”
“O-okay… Ow…”
Drinking a potion meant being eliminated, but she had no choice.
Tesha tried to open the potion bottle, but she couldn’t. Her right arm was broken.
“…”
“…”
“Ethan… could you… open this for me…?”
Ethan scratched the back of his head, opened the potion bottle, and handed it to Tesha.
Tesha drank the potion and wiped her mouth with her left hand. She could feel the energy returning to her body.
Thump.
Ethan turned around. Arthur was standing there.
“Ethan.”
Arthur’s body was enveloped in a blue aura.
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