Chapter 63 – Anise’s Melancholy.

“Then you are…!”

“Calm down, Lucia. I’ve already heard the rest of the story.”

Because of this, Lucia twisted her face in displeasure and tried to tell her, but Connell cut her off as if he understood her.

“Huh? A story?”

Lucia crossed her arms and glared at him, as if trying to hear what he was saying. Connell, perhaps aware of her mood as if she was about to shoot out her Maka at any moment, stood there as if to protect Lucia and glared at her Tiaran.

“That’s right! There are a lot of rumors out there!”

“It’s a rumor. I’m Nimaka?”

Tia Ran knew that the rumors about Anis’s party, including hers, were not very good. To be precise, the problem was that Tiaran was stuck.

Even if he is a rookie, wouldn’t he be envious or jealous if he were partying with two people who are incredibly beautiful and promising?

‘If you only heard that, you might misunderstand.’

Even though he is a gold-level adventurer, the fact that he is Nimaka is a label that cannot be separated from him. Therefore, it was inevitable that many things would be said and rumors would be exaggerated.

“That’s not the problem! You threatened Anis and Lucia to form a party!?”

“Huh?”

Even so, I didn’t know there would be such a rumor.

“… Tiaran?”

“… Us?”

Anis and Lucia looked at him with dumbfounded expressions. That’s because even though they were recommended by the guild leader, they recruited Tiaran to the party through proper procedures.

Not only that? It’s unique, but considering the fact that he uses buffs and his own strength, if Tiaran were to leave the party, they would have to hold on to his ankles and beg him.

“No, does it make sense to threaten a warrior or a noble like that?”

As Krusha said, aren’t they overflowing with the power to bury their opponents when it comes to their status, such as making clumsy threats to get them to join the party?

“If the little boy doesn’t know, he’s out of it!”

“This is real!!”

Even though it was an extremely common sense story, Connell ignored it, saying it was just a kid’s comment. It looks like she’s already forgotten that she’s a dwarf.

“Whoa, what kind of nonsense did you hear?”

“There’s no need to deny it like that. Anise. It’s been hard, right? Because I’m here. You can relax now.”

Anise spoke in an irritated voice, but Connell’s face even looked determined.

“That’s right! The problem is that you came!!”

“Hey, are you worried? It’s okay! Who am I!”

Lucia seemed to be holding back her frustration, pounding her chest with her fist.

“[Quito…!]”

No, she couldn’t hold back any longer and wanted to unleash Maka at its full power once again.

“Hang in there! Newbie!”

“Oh, that’s right! If you use that marker, that bastard will really die!”

“You’re trying to shoot me to death, right?!”

If Tiaran and Krusha hadn’t each grabbed her arms to stop her, Connell would have been reduced to pitch-black ash and flying around by now.

“You bastard! Get away from Lucia!”

“What is this?”

Was he surprised that the man in front of him suddenly appeared behind him and grabbed Lucia? Connell swung his Zwei Hender and attacked Tiaran, but he simply stretched out her hand and caught her.

‘It was so slow that I almost didn’t catch it.’

“Off!!”

Connell seemed surprised, as if he had not expected Tiaran to grab his sword. She seemed to exert some strength to pull the sword out of his hand, but it did not budge.

“Tsk! So you’re still a gold level adventurer?!”

Then, as if he had no choice, he let go of his sword, stepped back, and threw the gloves he was wearing towards Tiaran. Of course, I caught it lightly with empty hands.

“I challenge you to a duel!!”

“… How did he live with this kind of mentality until now?”

“I really want to know.”

Anise let out a deep sigh as if she were tired. Anyway, Tiaran decided to accept Connell’s duel. I felt like if I kept it like this, things would only increase in annoyances.

“Still, I commend you for not avoiding the duel.”

As soon as we came out into the yard and faced each other, Connell said something like that without fail.

“I don’t know who is praising whom… And I also vaguely learned about nobles’ duels from somewhere.”

“Don’t look down on me, but beat me thoroughly.”

“Just destroy that bastard!”

While Lucia clicks her tongue. Although Anis and Krusha cheered for Tiaran.

“Anis! Even the little one? That’s right! I will crush this unscrupulous bastard!”

Was it a problem that I didn’t add a subject? Connell responded by excitedly waving his hand and squinting one of his eyes, as if he accepted their cheering for himself.

“Ugh, I feel sick.”

“Even the hero has a hard time.”

As Anis, who was unintentionally seduced, retched repeatedly and Crusha patted her on the back out of pity, Lucia also opened her mouth with a rotten expression.

“Whew, are both sides ready?”

Anyway, it’s a duel. Because she knows her rules, she decided to be her judge.

“Let’s say it’s done.”

“Of course! I’ll kill a guy like that in an instant!”

Connell swung the Zweihender around aimlessly and put it on his shoulder, striking a stylish pose. First, the sword was returned for the sake of fairness.

‘Well, the posture is a bit plausible.’

Tia Ran was evaluating Connell as he watched her exaggerated posture. In fact, those who handle the Zweihender also used a similar posture.

‘The problem is that it’s all plausible.’

The problems were visible at a glance just by swinging it once to show off his style. No, he went beyond what he could see and felt as if he was planting seeds in his eyes.

To put it mildly, Anise doesn’t even think about seeing her frown return. Since it has the same shape as her holy sword, her problems must have been very visible to her.

“Easy, where did you learn this from only seeing strange things?”

She was literally on the verge of swearing because she felt like she was being glared at.

Haha! Are you scared? Even if you look like this, it’s a swordsmanship that I trained for over 10 years for Anis!”

“Woof!! I need to go to the bathroom!”

In the end, Anis rushed to the bathroom before she could be seen.

“It looks like you’re still very shy. Alright, I’ll crush you before Anise comes back.”

“At this point, I’m starting to wonder about the structure of the brain.”

Tiaran seriously considered whether it would be okay to open his head if he won the duel. No matter how strange the world was, it was a uniquely strange way of thinking.

“You! Stop talking nonsense and quickly state the terms of the duel!”

Even Lucia seemed to have suffered damage from the mental attack that exploded in a wide area, and was irritated by Connell.

“Your condition is simple. If I win, that guy leaves Anise’s party.”

“Then what about Tiaran?”

“Um, is dissecting that guy a condition?”

“… I’m interested in that too.”

Lucia must have had similar thoughts, as she looked grim upon hearing Tiaran’s conditions.

“Ha! Who would have thought that I would lose to someone like you? From what I heard, the reason you got to gold level was because you bribed the guild leader?”

In fact, no matter what rumors he had heard, he seemed to have no doubt that he would win.

‘What kind of confidence is this?’

Even in Lucia’s opinion, Connell’s confidence is so unideal that there really is a good reason, right? It was to the point where I could faintly feel the illusion.

“Informing both sides that they must accept the outcome of the duel no matter what happens.”

Anyway, she proceeded with the duel to get Connell out of their quarters as quickly as possible.

“I hereby acknowledge in the name of Lucia Erpojanet that this duel has been concluded by mutual consent.”

Ting! Lucia stepped back with her last words and flicked the coin between her fingers. The duel begins when the coin falls to the floor.

-Tingrrr!

“Hey!”

Finally, the coin rolled on the dirt floor. Connell lunged straight at Tiaran and swung Zweichender sharply from top to bottom.

‘What? You’re a real beginner, aren’t you?’

Tiaran looked at that sight, wondering if there was at least something hidden there, so he waited, but the sight made him lose his steam.

“Huh?!”

-Quaang!

He simply dodged Cornell’s Zweihender by turning his body to the side. Because of this, the sword gets stuck in the floor.

“Keuuuuu! What are you doing? Cowardly avoiding… Keuuuuu?!”

“Eat this and leave.”

Tiaran tried to somehow pull out Zweihender, which was stuck deep in the ground, and threw a light punch at the whining man, knocking him away.

“At this point, I feel like it would be a waste of a sword.”

Unless you are a fool, you know how powerful it is to strike down a large, heavy sword. If you have the knack, you have the power to cut through the opponent’s armor.

But the problem was what happened later. If I had time, I could have raised the sword again, but it was a big problem since I already had to have time.

Those who handle the Zweihender strike down with the determination to throw away the sword unless it is a last resort, or they have the luxury.

“You’ve been training for over 10 years? If that’s true, congratulations. You’ve wasted that time in the dumps.”

Because they know better than anyone else that no matter how strong an attack is, it is meaningless if it doesn’t hit. What’s more, they showed such attacks openly from the beginning.

“Clap!”

Connell, who was sitting dazedly after rolling on the ground, gritted his teeth.