15. Is the script more important or the wife?
The next day, the Rublyanka Academy of the Rosian Empire began the “practical” portion of the final test specially prepared for me, Kfir, and Leif! I didn’t heed Kfir’s words about forfeiting because she felt she “couldn’t win,” pushing the troublesome matters onto her; nor did I follow Letty’s advice from last night, who came out of concern, to order Leif to “let me off” today. I simply appeared in the training ground prepared by the academy, intending to rely on my own strength to tackle the “obstacles” in Kfir’s script.
Though called “practice,” it was essentially just a more pleasant way of saying a one-on-one duel, which should be the simplest and most straightforward “test” method for Rosians.
At this moment, in the training ground. After days of snow, the long-awaited clear weather provided a rare opportunity for Rosians who love to fight and watch others fight. Early in the morning, the area around the training ground was already packed with students from Rublyanka Academy, some even bringing alcohol, starting to drink and cheer.
In my line of sight, Leif was already geared up and ready, polishing her slender sword. She seemed completely unaffected by the embarrassing incident from a few days ago, and the moment she caught my gaze, she fixed me with an unabashed hostility!
【Leif stabbed Oqilid to death!】
The death script still existed, but this time I couldn’t cling to Kfir’s leg and hide behind her! After all, just as I had anticipated from the start, in this test that was clearly about “finding someone to duel,” Leif would definitely want to deal with me first—the soft persimmon who had previously won against her and made her look foolish!
“Principal!”
Leif, fully prepared, seemed to radiate sharpness as she pointed at me. Facing the principal, who was acting as the referee today, and Letty, she declared, “Since I get to choose first, I select him as my opponent!”
“This…”
The principal, who seemed to understand the underlying motives, immediately looked troubled and turned to Letty, who was anxiously glancing at me.
Phew~ No need to be so nervous, Letty. Although directly leaving Kfir to face the death script is a very risky move, I’m not foolish enough to walk into certain death.
“No problem, Miss Leif, I accept your challenge. After all, I’d like you to stop bothering us international students.”
I picked up the magic sword, Alsas, that Kfir had given me, and walked onto the training ground amidst the cheers from the surrounding students, stirred by my bold decision to face the challenge head-on.
Forcibly using Arthas would give me a “time limit” like Ultraman, so this time I also prepared a compromise: as Kefir said, drag out the time to a draw, and then rely on the scoring system of this “test” to finally win against Reyev in total points.
As long as nothing unexpected happens, avoiding Reyev’s death script for me, I can definitely wait for the content of “I won against Reyev.” Of course, the difficulty lies here, wanting to “avoid the death script” is a bit difficult, after all, Miss Reyev’s attitude towards me now…
She can’t wait to poke me into a beehive.
Thinking of this, I stood still, looking at the other side of the training ground where Reyev had already drawn her sword, as if she couldn’t wait to “stab me to death.”
“It doesn’t matter what disgusting means you used to achieve that result before! This time, let’s see what means you use to win against me!? Even Lady Letty can’t help you cheat here! Give up early and get out of the academy, outsider!”
The barrier around the training ground to prevent innocent people from being injured was activated by the headmaster! And at the same time, isolating the sound from outside, Reyev also took action!
“So I didn’t cheat at all…”
[Reyev despises Euclid! A sword through the heart!]
Before the words were finished, the script was out! It was supposed to be a point-to-point stop, but this Reyev had no intention of letting me go at all!? She wouldn’t listen to any explanation, and if I didn’t want to provoke her, she would still come to mock me. The only way was to use the “test” results to make her shut up! She wouldn’t accept it otherwise!
“!”
The script peeked at Reyev’s angle and timing of the attack, relying on too many experiences of using the script to fight and escape with extras, using the power Arthas gave me, I raised my sword and deflected Reyev’s attack! Watching her stagger back in surprise!
Of course… things wouldn’t be solved so easily.
Even if she underestimated me, the opponent was still a formidable dual-cultivation villain who could easily kill me if I was careless.
“What…”
After a brief surprise, the staggering Reyev immediately adjusted her posture.
The next moment, what came at me was no longer the ordinary attack that completely looked down on me!
[Reyev starts using magic!]
[Reyev aims at Euclid’s…]
At this point, I had to implement my initial plan: use the script to delay time!
Ice flowers fell, directly targeting my position! Reyev even blocked my way early, intending to “predict” my actions and directly finish me off!
However, in this multi-layered game of who is on which level…
Even if it was the King of Heaven, he couldn’t beat me!
Reacting a step ahead, then completely dodging Reyev’s magic attack, I chose to continue retreating to delay time! Never thought my “tricks” would be seen through, Reyev immediately chased after me in a fit of rage!
“Suka blyat… outsider! Do you only know how to run away!?”
“What do you mean run away, this is clearly dodging!”
In a fight, can it be called “running away”?
With anger rising, Reyev’s next attacks became even more inaccurate, and this was exactly the effect I wanted.
“Suka… coward, waste! Only the waste of the waste would run away!”
“The competition didn’t say running away means losing, why not?”
I raised my middle finger at Reyev, although I immediately saw the booing expressions of the students watching outside. After all, for Rosians, running away in a fight is the behavior of a coward.
But I, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, only needed to delay time until the end; as long as I could win after a draw, that was all that mattered. That was my plan from the very beginning.
“Do you think a useless piece of trash like you can hope for opportunities at the Lubyanka Academy!?”
“Sorry, I already have a wife. I don’t need to try hard; it’s fine~”
But in the next moment, I realized: plans are just plans; some things, the changes outpace the plans.
At my shameless reply, Reyef let out a cold laugh.
“Indeed, you dog-like couple are just two of a kind.”
“…”
“One is a sycophant, flattering Lady Letty with sweet words, while the other simply relies on lewdness and pretentious behavior, wantonly attracting attention in the academy. As the student council president, I really should have kicked that Kephir out sooner!”
“…”
Saying this, Reyef drew her sword: “Hmph, watching you run around like a dog is enough. I was considering sparing your life just now, but it seems I don’t need to show mercy anymore. From now on, you won’t need the students of the academy to scold you; I’ll personally deal with you, you scoundrel, and let that pitiful dog of a mother watch you cry and beg…”
That’s right, some things, plans… can’t keep up with changes.
A reasonable script can’t compare to my feelings. I’m not a machine that only follows the script; I am O’Keefe, Kephir’s fiancé.
【Hoo～】
The cold wind swept across the arena.
【Crack】
The ice and snow roared as they crashed against the barrier!
Before Reyef stood a black-haired girl, her long sword scattering snowflakes, the raised blade creating a dangerous yet beautiful ice-blue crystal!
With a single strike, she shattered the stance Reyef had just prepared!
Then she turned and swept her sword, the solid ice crashing into Reyef, sending both her and her sword flying!
Though I couldn’t hear what was happening outside the training ground’s barrier, I could feel a delightful silence enveloping me.
“Miss Reyef, are you enjoying the cheers of the Rosian crowd?”
I called out to Reyef, who was already lying on the ground amidst the swirling snowflakes.
“Could you please refrain from speaking carelessly about someone else’s fiancée while you’re seriously ‘testing’?”
This would make me directly change the conservative approach of delaying time in the script…
A thought emerged, one that was willing to take risks to teach you a harsh lesson!
Drawing as much magic as possible from Alsace, in the next moment, ice and snow surged from my blade, sweeping across the entire training ground towards Reyef!