Chapter 66 – ♥ Denia the Queen of Hearts ♥ – 2

Denia finally raised the corner of her mouth.

“Arrogant behavior is only called witty when there is evidence to support it. Do you have any basis for that?”

“The corners of your mouth are raised. Didn’t you laugh because you were witty?”

Whoop whoop. Denia scattered a small laugh.

A leisurely laugh from someone who couldn’t even imagine her own defeat. However, no one knew what that smile meant.

But it wasn’t long before we understood the meaning of that laugh.

As the Queen’s gaze turned to her corner, she appeared as if she had waited, as a servant dragged something around her.

It attracts eyes, ears, and mouth. He was a man who had everything covered and bound.

“Florian. If you lose.”

Quadd deuk-!

Denia’s mana awl pierced her body into the bound man in an instant.

“Ugh, ugh!”

The mana awl dug into it uncontrollably relaxed and contracted the length of her inside her body with a sound that was hard to hear, such as wood deuk, quad deuk.

Tuk, tuk, tuk, the man’s bones spurt out of the body.

However, the body still retained its shape. As the mana awl has been replaced in place of her bones.

As the queen swipes her hand up, the thing that has already lost its life suddenly rises.

Gracefully, gracefully, Denia moved her hands and made her body dance a lilting waltz. The waltz her corpse danced was literally grotesque.

“…You will be my doll. Like this. Forever.”

The faces of the El Balom officers who were beside her turned pale.

Everyone stiffened and barely swallowed dry saliva, but I didn’t care and replied with a laugh.

“Denia, you are twenty-six this year.”

“…?”

When her age was suddenly mentioned, the queen seemed a little puzzled. Her head tilts to one side.

“But should I live like that?”

“What are you talking about… “

Before she could even finish her words, I continued.

“Playing with the queen, even with that, playing with dolls wasn’t enough, so she asked me to read a fairy tale before going to bed. Aren’t you ashamed? Aren’t you childish?”

I know her most offended words.

“Auntie.”

“…Madame?”

She was still expressionless, but she couldn’t hide the power that went into her body.

Judging from the ten-shaped tendons that form on his temples and his tightly clenched fists, it seems that the provocation worked well.

“Unfortunately, even if I win, I have no intention of doing anything so cruel and childish. At that time, you know whether to be loyal or not. Do as you please, Queen.”

This level of provocation was essential. To bring out Denia’s power.

In the end, when angry, human beings are the moon to use up their lives.

“…Great. Then we discuss the game method.”

I nodded her head and surveyed her queenly aura.

Compared to earlier, the Queen was clearly taking this match very seriously. At least she doesn’t regard it as simple entertainment.

Denia took a close look at the people around her.

It seemed like he was seriously contemplating something rather than rolling his hair.

He seemed to know what she was worried about without even asking. She was overcrowded to play cricket and understaffed to play baseball.

She didn’t have to wait for her judgment. Because she could have expressed her opinion here as well.

“Which would the Queen be more confident in, pitching or batting?”

“I do well regardless.”

“If I had to choose just one.”

“Pitching.”

I nodded.

“Then, how about throwing the ball over there, and hitting the ball over there to see the outcome?”

“Even if the bat touches the ball, it will be counted as a win.”

“If you do that, it won’t be fun on this side.”

I shake my head and continue talking.

“If you hit the ball thrown by you and go over the fence, we win. How is it?”

Denia muttered as if it were absurd.

“Didn’t you check the distance to the fence? Impossible.”

“I checked. Is it possible.”

Neither Denia nor I were serious in tone. Finally Denia started to come down the stairs.

“It is a compromise. As a baseball rule, if you score even 1 point, I will lose. If the ball goes over the fence, that counts as a goal.”

“Good.”

Another angle— Another angle—

Steps taken at a constant beat without an error. Her high, sharp heels trample her pavement.

She walks past us casually and she steps out first. The old-fashioned scent of her queen stung her nostrils.

“…But if you don’t live up to those expectations, we’ll literally show you hell. There will be so many sins to pay for.”

The conversation ended here. All that remains is to win.

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“Tohihi~”

Alice straightened her headband and stepped into her plate. She batted once.

She takes a couple of deep breaths and waves her hand once towards the crowd to her left and once towards the crowd to her right.

“Wonderfentanil drug… Oh, my gosh, what a habit of mouth. Please buy me a lot of medicine~”

Then, she kissed me while waiting behind me. Chuu~ I felt goosebumps for some reason and swung the front of her face with the palm of my hand.

“I am ready.”

Denia doesn’t have any equipment. Also, there are no assistants.

No catcher, no defender. It’s something nobody needs except her, her pitcher. You can do all of these things on your own.

Whoa-

The ball floats in the air with telekinesis.

A special sphere made of leather over rubber and stitched 216 times with dense mana, leaving 108 stitches.

The quality of the pitch is determined by how Denia scratches the ball with the flow of mana.

The queen burst into laughter.

“A rabbit that was running on a treadmill… I have grown so much.”

The sphere began spinning in place in midair. Denia seemed to be contemplating her pitch.

“I fed carrots every now and then… I betray like this because I am full. I must have needed a whip.”

“What do you keep saying, Mrs. What do you give me when you said to pay the bonus? And even if it’s not a whip, I’m already living with enough butts beaten?”

Aaaaa—!

A plosive sound that rips through the air at the same time. Elise’s fumbling movements stopped.

“…To?”

With her round pupils, Elise fumbled with the crown of her own head.

The bunny ear headband that had been on top of her head was all but gone.

A pinching geek, Elise’s head awkwardly turns behind her as if she’s out of order.

There was an aftermath, as if a meteorite had struck it.

‘Certainly not normal.’

I thought quietly.

Denia, the owner of Wonderland, has skills close to this fantasy. It comes from her mana management ability.

It is the result of the ability to support the overwhelming calculation power.

Even if it seemed that only the sphere was sent out strongly, there were complex spells from moment to moment.

One example is the fact that she dismantled Elise’s mana detection barrier just before throwing the sphere.

Just by having a normal conversation, you understood and interfered with the other person’s magical structure.

As Alice trembled in her arms, she protested to Denia.

“This… Isn’t this a foul? What ball tossed to the head?!”

“Dead ball is also a strategy. It’s a benefit from your point of view as well. Because it gives me a chance to get on base in a subject I have no skill in. Oh sure… “

Wheein-

Like flower petals, sharp mana fragments were flying.

“…The story when you survived.”

The shimmering fragments, like transparent fragments, soon gather into one and shoot out spheres.

Aaaaang—!

“To… Eek… ?!”

This time, it passed right between Elise’s crotches.

0 strikes 2 balls.

The score wasn’t bad, but Ellis was already crying. As she cries, I look back at her.

“Joo, it’s a jouinnim… Please save me… Whoops!”

However, given Denia’s intentions, it seemed that she intended to scare Alice, and that she was no more and no less. Because she seemed to recognize only me, Florian, as a ‘confrontation’.

“Cheer up. Just hold on.”

I meant to hold on because there would be no harm to my life. It was also difficult to bear.

Aaaaa!

“Rabbit haha?!”

Quaaaaang—!

“Tou, towueek… “

Two balls in a row. Vomiting on her floor, Ellis trudged toward first base, white as ash.

Then, suddenly, she raised her thumb in our direction.

“…Master, I was hit.”

Going to first base doesn’t mean it’s a hit. However, there was no reason to explain, so I just nodded her head.

“Good job.”

“You have to give me a prize… “

“Okay… “

When I saw that expression that burned everything in pure white, I couldn’t refuse.

After that, Tyr and Cheshire went out, but they struck out beautifully.

And then…

“Is the number 4 hitter really you?”

I nodded and stepped into the plate. Now it was my turn.

“I’m just about to warm up.”

“This is from earlier.”

Looking at the man holding the bat so confidently even though it is a one-sided game, Denia harbors a strange wish.

I waited for someone who would put an end to this long boredom and indolence. I longed for it and searched for it again and again.

How is it, is it really yours? Is there a reason for that confidence?

Wheeeeeing—

Denia’s mana swirls on the surface of the sphere.

Will it be the beginning of another boredom and anger, or will it be a long-awaited real sword fight?

What kind of results she will see and what feelings she will have…

It will be decided now.