MTY: Chapter 118

After letting my anger settle about the king fixing the bracket, I began to consider what Juire had been telling me. Perhaps there is more to Incha than there appears to be. Since nobody got to see how he fights there is no telling what kind of threat he could be, no matter how weak he appears.

I only have until tomorrow, but I might as well spend the time I have polishing the one advantage I have going into the next round.

“Shishou! I want you to teach me how to use a sword!” I say with a determined bow

“Not gonna happen.” He responds nonchalantly as he picks his ear with his pinky

His figured perched on top of a large boulder in the park could not be any less dignified if he tried.

I say nothing as my face flushes red. Whether it is out of anger, or embarrassment of my one-sided determination I cannot tell.

“In the first place, you only have until tomorrow. Anything I could teach you in that time would only serve to make you weaker as you ignored your own battle instinct to try and use what I taught you.” He continued as he flicked earwax from his finger in my direction

Anger. Definitely anger.

“Alright then, I suppose I’ll just do a bit of image training then. After all, I have to get myself used to the weight of my touched up sword before tommorow~” I say as I draw my sword

“Alright but don’t tire yo- WOAH!” Shishou says as he jumps off of the boulder I sliced in two

“Oh, were you up there? Sorry about that. I suppose I got too focused on my image training.”  I say as I take up a stance and face him

“Hmph, I see. Then perhaps I should do a little training myself. I don’t want to get rusty before I have the chance to beat some sense into this disciple now, do I?” Shishou says as he picks up a nearby stick

The stance he takes is different from any he has taken before however, and an air of intimidation radiates from him. He looks serious. Perhaps I went too far in provoking him?

As these thoughts pass through my head Shishou lunges forward at an incredible speed. Despite still being quite some ways away, in a single step he has managed to close the gap enough to strike. I instinctively move to avoid the incoming attack, but I’m powerless against it. He jabbed my stomach hard enough to knock the wind out of me… and yet his measly stick doesn’t even seem damaged.

I begin to ready a skill… but decided against it. I need to prepare myself for the next round. I need to try not to rely on skills or magic, even against an opponent like Shihou. After all, I have an advantage in this fight with or without them.

I charge at Shishou with a strike, and as soon as I am within range I lunch my sword at his chest.

“Naive!” He yells as he smacks my sword to the side

crycht CHACK!

Moments later the stick he was holding explodes into fragments. Even the part he is holding shatters into chunks of wood and falls through his grip.

“You know, I’ve been wondering about that for a while. Despite both of us being able to land blows that can easily break stone and wood, somehow your makeshift weapons seem to be able to withstand the backlash of those blows. At first, I simply thought that it was due to your level of mastery, but after a while, I started to have my doubts. You infuse them with magic, don’t you? The same way I do with my sword.” I say as I revel in the look of surprise on Shishou’s face

“Indeed. When your stats begin to rise you start running into the issue of your gear not holding up anymore. So long as you give a steady flow of magic to an object, however, it will share your strength and durability. However different materials have different capacities for mana. Typically if you exceed that capacity the objects will fall apart, like my stick just now.” Shishou explains

As he explains, however, a faint glow begins to form around his hand and begins to take shape.

If however, you have enough mana and a strong enough image in your head, you can bypass the object entirely and manifest a weapon.” He continues as a crystal blue rapier forms in his hand

The phantasmically transparent material combined with the near crystalline structure of the blade is quite something to look at. It almost looks like an exhibit in an art gallery.


Something odd happens in my attempts to admire it, however. As if I had blinked, Shishou disappears with nothing but a light breeze from his surroundings to acknowledge that he was even there in the first place. Before I have time to react to this astounding sight, however, I feel a sharp cold prick on my neck followed by an equally cold voice.

“What I’m curious about however is how it is that you managed to introduce extra mana to my weapon with a strike? While we are at it, why don’t you tell me all about that strange weapon you showed up with?” Shishou says from behind me

In the corner of my vision, I can the see the edge of the crystal blade he formed moments ago. The cold feeling on my neck is clearly his blade.

“I literally have no idea what you are talking about! I just thought if I pumped my weapon full of more magic than yours I could break your stick!” I say in a slight panic

Shishou is probably the only person aside from the Yuusha that I could trust without a doubt could kill me.

“And the sword? I’ve never seen that material before. How can it hold such a large amount of Mana?” Shishou ask as he presses the blade slightly into my neck

“It’s just magical iron! Tea said it became like this while he was crafting it, he doesn’t know why!” I explain

I do my best to lie without saying anything false. If Shishou checks my story and finds out I lied things could turn out badly, but he would get suspicious if I tell him it became like this from being infused with my mana.

Shishou falls silent for a moment or two before releasing me from his grip, but his face still looks serious as he holds out his hand.

“Let me see it.” He says simply

I do as he says as hand my weapon over, trying to hide my nervousness.

“Is this… cursed?” He ask as he looks closely at the blade

A faint shimmering begins to appear around his hand as he hovers it a few inches over the blade.

Is that a skill? Maybe I should check his status?… No, not right now. I don’t think I’m out of the water yet. Since normal people can only see names and levels from status it would be suspicious for me to use it in this circumstance.

“That’s… great! Cursed weapons inherently have abilities infused in them! This one must be able to flood others weapons with your mana! With this, the next round should be a breeze. Mana infusion is fair game in the second round, so all you need to do is shatter your opponent’s weapon using this technique!” Shishou gushes as gleams with joy at the blade

“If it’s using an ability to shatter the weapons, wouldn’t it still be against the rules?” I ask as I try to subtly ask for it back

I know he’s not going to break it, but it makes me nervous to be separated from it for some reason? Was I always this attached to my sword?

“Cursed and enchanted weapons are allowed due to their rarity, but I doubt anybody has ever used a cursed weapon in the tournament before.” He answers as he returns the blade to me

“Why’s that?” I ask

“Simple, this is a pretty heavy distraction for most.” Shishou says as he presents the hand he was holding my sword in

The parts that were gripping the sword have turned a stark red, and blisters seem to be forming

“The backlash from a cursed weapon hurts whoever is in contact with it. Seems this one gives a pretty nasty burn to its victim. Though your dainty hands seem to be just fine.” He says with a raised eyebrow

“Really? If it supposed to be burning than I think I know why. For some reason, I don’t burn easily. Once when I was a kid I got stuck in a fire, and I hardly had any burns at all when they got me out.” I explain as casually as I can muster

It’s true that I was born with a fire resistance, but I suspect that has to do with being the Maou. I don’t know if it’s something that normal people can get, so I need to play it off like I don’t know why I have it.

“A skill from birth? Or perhaps one that developed from the stress of being trapped in a burning building as a kid?… Regardless, these two strokes of luck will work perfectly in our favor!” Shishou ponders to himself happily

“Not that I don’t appreciate the enthusiasm, but why are you so invested in me winning? You didn’t seem to care if I even joined just a few days ago.” I ask slightly confused

Shishou freezes in place, and his eyes dart away so they don’t meet mine.

“Ah.. well… y-you see! I’m a bit low on funds you know! So I might have… bet on you to win?” He says sheepishly

“That’s… not a bad idea. I should get Kera to bet our money on that as well.” I say as I consider the option

There is already a payout for winning, but I see no reason not to profit a bit more on the side.

“Why do you seem nervous about that though? I’m flattered that you think I’m going to win, but you might want to put in a little more effort training me! Sure the next round seems in the bag, but I have to face Afeuro in the third!” I try to scold Shishou

Weeeeell, that’s kind of the thing about it. I bet more on Afuero. Sorry kid, but chances of you being able to beat the legendary monster slayer after a month of proper training is slim, even for you. You couldn’t even hold a sword properly when I met you…” Shishou says while giving a sharp glare at my hand

“Scratch that, you still can’t hold a sword properly.” he says with a slight sneer

“If you win the next round I’ll get two payouts though, so fight for us both!” He says with a hearty chuckle as he begins walking towards the remnants of his rock

As a thank you for his heartfelt pep talk I decide to give him a gift and throw one of the rocks he seems to love so much at the back of his head.



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MTY: Chapter 117

As we are escorted out of the castle grounds by the only guard that seems to be able to walk us out without wetting himself, I do my best to stop myself from fuming in anger. As we make our way onto the normal streets, and the guard parts from us, Juire begins to talk to me.

“Sorry you got dragged into that, I would have warned you he was going to try something, but I figured he would at least sit on his over-confident laurels for at least another round. I guess the trouncing you gave that big fellow really scared him good.” Juire says in a genuinely apologetic tone

The change from his normal tone is so drastic that I can’t help but stare stunned for a moment.

“Was beating up Riese really that big of a deal? I mean sure it was difficult, but surely that alone doesn’t make it look like I’m on par with the Yuusha?” I ask in return

If I was in the king’s position I certainly wouldn’t be freaking out just yet. I nearly lost after all.

“You are on a first name basis already? You certainly are a mysterious one, aren’t you? Here I was planning to wait until he recovered from the shock of losing to swoop in and take such a valuable asset, and yet you managed to grab him up even before I did.” Juire says with a snake-like grin

“How much do you know?” I ask as I place my hand on my weapon

I wasn’t cautious enough. Even if it seemed like we were alone, I forgot that Juire has ears and eyes all over the city. I can’t risk a villain like having valuable information on me like that monster village.

“I know that the envoy I sent to recruit our large mutual acquaintance was turned down and that the lumbering oaf seems to think of you as his benefactor. From your reaction though, I imagine that can’t be all there is to learn? Perhaps I should dig deeper?” Juire responds

“I would advise against it. I don’t care what kind of deal we have, I won’t hesitate to cut down someone that digs into my past.” I say as I draw me blade

“And here I thought we were starting to get along better? I joke anyways, we don’t dig into our business partners business. Call it a thieves code if you will, but most groups we work with have a similar policy with prying ears and eyes.” Juire says as he puts his hands up in surrender

I let my blade fall back into its scabbard, and he continues.

“Your right, however, about the kind overreacting, but he did so with good reason. Your fight looked staged.” Juire says as his smile returns and he lowers his hands

“Staged?” I ask almost insulted

“It looked like a poor attempt to hide your strength. Although you seemed to be on the ropes for most of the fight, you walked away from a strike that would have killed most with virtually no injury. All of course before taking down your opponent in a single strike. To a coward like that king, the fact that you could afford even a poor charade like that against a thought unbeatable opponent made you a real threat.” Juire explains

“It’s like I didn’t get hurt. If the fight had dragged on anymore it would have been trouble. Thankfully I managed to end it fast so I could heal myself right away.” I respond in a huff

I’m not being humble either. I’m pretty sure I was bleeding internally after that blow. Forget losing, if I had been banned from using magic much longer I probably would have outright died. How exactly is spitting up blood “Virtually no injury”?

“…Did you say you healed yourself?” He asks in the most stunned face I’ve ever seen him wear

“What… was I not supposed to? The rule on not using magic is only until the round ends right?” I ask nervously, afraid I might have made a mistake

How stupid can I be?! I did it right in front of all of the other contestants too!

“No, it’s nothing like that. It’s just… Healing magic is incredibly rare. Enough to be called a national treasure if you are capable of it. You just keep becoming more interesting.” Juire says as his smile returns with twice the schemeing behind it

So thats why I was getting such weird looks when I healed myself. If healing magic is so rare I can’t imagine a country would ever risk sending someone capable of it to a foreign country to fight to the death. The fact that I was able to take out Riese must have put them plenty on edge, but to realize that I could use healing magic on top of that must have made me everybody’s enemy.

“You should be careful by the way. The king rigged the drawing so you would be against the worst match in each round. Riese the Kollossal in the first round, and Afeuro in the third, but somehow his attempts to rig the second round failed. It seems like someone might have gotten to it before he could.” Juire says growing more serious

cric CRACK crack cri-

The cobblestones under my feet begin to crack as a wave of anger washes over me.

“HE WHAT?!” I yell out

“What?… You hadn’t realized yet? You didn’t find it odd at all that you were slated to go against the strongest people participating?” Juire ask with a disappointed look

I clench my teeth at his question.

I mean I might have noticed if I could READ!

“Of all the no-good tricks! How could he an Anata even be related?!” I let out angrily as I stomp the cracked cobbles

“It’s not like I don’t like to watch you destroy public roads, but I don’t think you’re understanding me here. Sure he performed an underhanded trick, but it’s not like that alone was something I didn’t think you could handle. The problem is even I have no idea who this hidden element that rigged your next fight is. No matter how deep my organization digs it’s as if this guy doesn’t exist. They could prove to be far more of a threat than that measly coward of a king.” Juire continues with a serious face


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MTY: Chapter 116

The room goes silent as a well-adorned man walks into the room with an air of elegance, and sits upon the throne in front of us.

“My liege, to what do I owe the opportunity to be in your presence?” Juire asks with a wicked grin

“You know why you are here you worm. I wanted to see the fighter you seem to be so confident can defeat the Yuusha.” The king returns with an equally wicked grin

His grin disappears however as he looks me over. Something about his conceited look irks me.

It’s rather impressive that Juire’s intimidate doesn’t seem to work on him, I wonder if that thanks to a special skill or something?

Curious I whisper “status” under my breath aimed at the king.

Name: Enrich III Roan
Species: Human
Level: 20
High management
Royal disposition
Mana forming
Royal Mana
Fire Magic mastery
Lightning magic mastery
Ice Magic mastery
King of Teslgr
Loved by Mana
Due to high compatibility, you have acquired the following skills:
Royal Mana
Royal disposition

… I suppose I should have guessed that he would have high spec skills, but what is up with this “Due to high compatibility” nonsense? It only gave me the skills that seem to be unique to royalty. What do they even do?

Royal Mana: Naturally refines mana, and increases stat growth.
Royal disposition: Reduce the effects of skills that affect the psyche greatly


Ahhh, so that’s why he seems to be alright with Juire around.

As a test, I look towards Juire again. The intimidating air that usually surrounds him has all but vanished, though the look of confidence on his face remains unsettling.

Royalty really has it good, don’t they? Aside from having a useful skill like this, it seems they are also gifted with naturally powerful magic.

Aside from that, he seems to have a few “Titles” which are something I haven’t seen before. I suppose most people must not know of them though since one of his titles is “Incompetent”. I should make efforts in the future to avoid any embarrassing titles like that.

“Does your mind wander girl? You are in the audience of a king, and yet you do not bow, and worse you look away in disinterest?! It seems you must be taught a lesson!” The king yells out as he motions the guards towards me

Hm?! Was I too in my own world?

I ready myself to fight the oncoming enemies, but rather than a sudden assault I look around to see gradually approaching men with spears drawn.

Oh, right, they are still terrified by Juires “Intimidate” skill, aren’t they? Despite that, it seems like they are intent on approaching anyways even if it’s with extreme caution. I wonder if the effect stacks if I use it as well?

As I activate the skill the color on the soldier’s faces go from pale to blue in an instant. Some fall to the ground shaking in fear, while others drop their spears and flee. As I look at them trembling silently, I can’t help but feel bad and deactivate it… not before looking towards the king, however, to see that he has fallen out of his chair.

I hold back a chuckle as I deactivate the skill and look back towards the king.

“Now, now, now you aren’t trying to cheat your way out of our little bet now are you? I mean a king as great and courageous as you wouldn’t do something cowardly like summon us here to try and arrest us on some petty charge and disqualify us, right?” Juire asks with a smile that stretches from ear to ear

There is no doubt, he is elated to watch the king squirm. I should take care not to take too much pleasure in watching people squirm, shouldn’t I? I mean he really looks like a villain right now.

“S-so you’ve found another with that damned curse of yours, eh? No wonder you seem to be so sure she can defeat the Yuusha. It makes me wonder if you didn’t make this bet just to coax me into allowing you to test your fighter against our countries greatest strength?” The king let out with an accusatory tone

“Oh don’t go getting your overly expensive man-panties in a twist, I have no interest in taking over your country using my good friend here if that’s what you’re implying. After all, I would rather be a farmer in the peaceful countryside than some measly king.” Juire says plainly

The king begins to grit his teeth as he sits back down on the throne.

“Hmph! Why would I worry about such trifling matters as the ambition of a slum rat? It’s not like you would ever succeed even if you tried. After all the Yuusha is immune to your little trick.” The king says with a smug grin as if he plans to crush Juire with this statement alone

Ah, so the king is a sadist too? I worry for this country.

“Then I suppose this little bet is all but lost for me right? Oh then, might I be allowed to leave, and prepare my charitable donation to your little “Project”? Juire asks with a snakes grin

“Every interaction with you is torture, get out of my sight before I have you executed.” The king scoffs as he waves us away

I can feel my irritation rising at the thought of being called and sent away with so little thought.

“Oh, I know you love it, otherwise why would you keep calling me?” Juire teases as he and I walk out the door

As we close the door behind us the sounds of yelling and things being thrown can be heard as the incompetent king accost his guards.

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MTT: Chapter 115

I continued to watch the remaining fights for the day, but none of the fights were particularly interesting. Though it did give me more of an idea of what this tournament actually is.

While there were still a few fighters that put up good fights, there were also some that seemed like complete amateurs. More than once the announcer introduced someone as a great mage just for them to be taken out in minutes if not seconds after the round started. Even still, few of those that lost seemed that upset by it.

I decided to ask Incha about it and he explained that most of the fighters aren’t here to actually win. With monsters like the previous champion, Afeuro, and the Yuusha participating they know that they don’t have a chance. The tournament seems to be a status symbol for quite a few of the participants. Getting past the preliminaries already shows your one of the best of the best, but if you advance through the rounds your country knows to invest in you.

Titles, money, even a shot at entering the nobility. If you prove yourself here your country will shower you will rewards to try and keep in your good favor. Thinking about it from the nobilities standpoint, however, this tournament is a great opportunity for them. Not only do they get a constant flow of fighters desperately trying to get stronger for a chance to win, but each country gets a chance to prove their might over their neighboring countries.

In the end, none of that really matter to me though. It does mean however that if I get lucky I won’t have any challenging opponents until the Yuusha. It would be great if I can keep a few cards up my sleeve before I have to fight him.

I don’t plan on losing, but I’m not so hotheaded that I think I’m going to be able to beat him easily just because I’m not expected yet. A Maou has never won against the Yuusha before according to Gero, and I’m sure I’m not the only one that thought of getting a surprise attack in while the Yuusha was still fresh. If I’m going to win I’m going to need to give it everything I’ve got… but the fact that people often die in this tournament means that I won’t be punished if I do manage to kill him. My goal of living in peace would be achieved. If the opportunity presents itself I’m certainly not going to pass it up.

“Contestant number 34 Mano, you are to come with us immediately!” I hear in a sharp and strict voice snapping me out of my contemplation

A cold sweat runs down my spine as I look up to see several soldiers in full armor holding spears towards me.

“You have it wrong, I haven’t done anything yet!” I say as I throw my hands in the air in a panic

Do they have mind reading powers or something?!

“…The king has requested an audience with you, and he is very impatient. Come with us immediately.” The guard closes to me explains without lowering his spear

Eh? The king? Seriously?! Talk about short notice! Crap, I’m still a bit sweaty from earlier, and my clothes are still a bit covered in dust from smacking into that wall. Can’t I at least wash up first?!

Wait, this at least means I wasn’t discovered right? I can’t imagine the king would want to be in the same room as such a being as fearsome as the Maou, right?


After getting dragged away, without so much as a chance to make myself presentable, I was lead into an empty throne room and told to kneel. At first, the guards that lined the room showed a conceited look as I waited in the room on one knee, but when I heard the door behind me open their faces drained of color and their expression became ridged.

I tried to keep a dignified look because I thought it must have been the king, but when I turned to see who it was I saw Juire walking in casually with his pinky stuck in his ear digging for wax.

As Juire and his accompanying guard arrived next to me his guard attempted to speak.

“Kne-!” Was all he got out before a glare from Juire silenced him

Man… that “Intimidate” skill sure is useful, perhaps I should use that more often. Though, that would certainly be counter to my attempts to not make myself look like a villain. It seems like even trained soldiers have little resistance against it though. Perhaps it will make for an easier escape in the future if I’m ever discovered.

“What are you doing down there? Stand up already, you look ridiculous.” Juire says to me as he waves his hand to indicate I should stand

Nervous, but embarrassed that he is looking down on me, I stand up next to him. The guard next to him starts to glare at me angrily, but I simply return a defiant stare and look away.

If Juire is here, this must be about the tournament. Since he’s my sponsor we need to have a united front, even if that front pits me against the king at the moment. It’s not like I’m the biggest fan of the king anyway. Someone that would send his own daughter off in the hands of such an irresponsible brat to go on a dangerous journey must be messed up in the head.

“ALL KNEEL BEFORE THE KING OF TESLAGR, THIRD OF HIS LINEAGE, FIRST OF HIS SPLENDOR! LONG MAY HE LIVE, KING ULRICH!” The scrawny man standing next to the throne yells at the top of his lungs

I notice a grin crack across Juire’s face, the kind of smile you would see on a villain when he was hatching a plan.


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Update on MTY

So I’ve learned that while having a longer time between chapters is much better to help me from getting burned out, it also lends to more things coming up and slowing me down. For the last 6 chapters or so things have come up one after the other and delayed chapters further than what I’m comfortable with. So I’m going to start writing on a 2-week schedule from now on, just to give life less of an opportunity to get in the way. The next two week should be rather calm, so hopefully, I can pump out a long chapter to make up for the short one I just put out.

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MTY: Chapter 114

Since the next fight wouldn’t start for a while I decided to descend my large friend, and see if I couldn’t find the man I met at the inauguration ceremony. Hopefully, he remembers the bracket well enough to tell me who my next opponent is.

With how powerful she is, I feel as if I will eventually end up fighting Afeuro, but I can’t figure out whether I would be luckier to face her early or in the later rounds? Magic and skills are about 90% of my current fighting power, so facing her with everything I have might be my best shot. On the other hand, if she has a skill more powerful than those I’ve managed to pick up in just a few weeks then facing her next round might be my only hope of defeating her.

I think deeply on this as I walk back to the waiting area. Even if I can’t find him there, someone might be able to tell me where he went.

Before I reach the waiting area, however, I receive a tap on my shoulder from behind.

“Looking for me?” I hear in a familiar if not slightly sinister voice

“Ah! There you are! How did you know I was looking for you?” I ask delighted to have found him

It would have been bad if he decided to leave already. Though I suppose I haven’t seen him fight either, maybe his is one of the upcoming matches.

“…Pardon?” He ask with an utterly confused expression

“I was hoping to ask you who my next opponent was. Although I know some of the people that have won, I don’t know how the brackets were set up so I don’t know who I’m fighting next.” I explain

I was too focused on fighting Riese, that I completely forgot about the rest of the competition. If I was smart I would have had Shishou help me translate a bracket so I could keep track myself.

sigh “Right… I completely forgot that you can’t read. And here I thought you were hunting me down.” He says with a mixture of relief and disappointment

“Wait… does that mean?” I ask

“Indeed, your next opponent in the tournament in myself.” He answers giving a wicked grin

“Thats… amazing! You won your first round fight! Congratulations!” I cheer as I give him a pat on the back

I was a bit worried about him honestly. He seemed a bit lanky, and he didn’t exactly give off a “dangerous” vibe. I didn’t honestly think he’d make it to the second round.

“Pfft!” He lets out as he starts to visibly hold back laughter

“…What? Did I have a weird look on my face or something?” I ask self-consciously trying to remember my expression from moments ago

I’m not often elated, so maybe I have a really weird smile or something. I really wish this world had more mirrors.

“No, no, it’s nothing like that. I’m just glad you’re my next opponent.” He says as he chokes down laughter

“I’m super curious now, how exactly do you fight? From your build I expected you to be a spellcaster or something. I wish I didn’t miss your fight.” I ask

I was definitely too focused on my fight with Riese. Gathering intel is an important part of fighting monsters like those participating in this tournament. I can’t afford to make the same mistake in the third round.

“You didn’t miss much honestly. My opponent never showed up for his fight, and I won by default. I hope nothing bad happened to the poor guy.” He says as he places his hand on his chin in a thinking position

Aaaah, so he got through by luck it seems. Perhaps that can be in my favor. I would like to avoid revealing that evil looking weapon if at all possible, so being able to clear the second round without using it might be some incredible luck. If I can make it to the third round then I can probably rely on my magic and skills to get me through it without the need of my weapon.

“I don’t really think I have a chance of winning the whole tournament with monsters like you and that Afeuro girl walking around, but I’m going to give it my all so don’t hold back!” He says with determination as he holds his hand out for a handshake

“If my master is to be believed then I still don’t even know how.” I joke as I grab his hand

Ow? Did he have a ring or something, it feels like my thumb was pricked when I grabbed it. I inspect it as I draw it back, but there doesn’t seem to be any visible mark so it might have been in my head.

“I never did get your name last time we met. Though you probably already know this, I’m Mano.” I say

“Oh, my apologies, I often forget to introduce myself. My name is Incha, it’s a pleasure to formally meet you.” He says with a small bow

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MTY: Chapter 113

Trying to run away from reality I quickly sheath my new weapon and hang it on my side.

This looks totally evil… is it going to be okay to use this in public? It might make people suspicious.

As thoughts such as these go through my head I hear a sudden burst of cheering from the arena. I can faintly hear the sound of the announcer going nuts about something or another, but I can’t make out what exactly he is saying.

“Is the next round going on already?” I ask as I try to understand the announcers muffled words

Upon me asking Riese stands to look through the upper archways. Through the cheers, I can hear a few distinct screams from the people sitting near his peephole. He only looks for a few moments before sitting back down next to me.

“Yup, though they already finished up it looks like.” He answers in a disappointed tone

Already?! I was surprised that they already managed to fix up the arena, but to think someone managed to finish up their fight already. It must have been a one-way slaughter.

“Ah! In that case, I better get going! Mister Juire was nice enough to get me a ticket to watch the fights! Next up is that weapons master from overseas. I can’t even consider missing her fight, even if it’s still the hand to hand combat round!” Tea says excitedly as he practically bounces away

A weapons master? I wonder if that’s the girl I met in the woods with the huge sword?

“Hey Riese, mind lifting me up so I can see who’s fighting next?” I ask

I don’t know if there is a viewing area for fighters, but if I waste time looking for it I might miss the chance to scout out another potential opponent.

Riese lets down his hand, and I quickly climb on. He sets me on top of his head which is surprisingly comfortable. Do all Kollossal have hair this soft?

After I get comfortable I confirm my suspicions about the fighter Tea was referring to. The small girl from the forest is standing in the ring together with a man that looks quite similar to a gorilla. The amount of hair on his exposed arms makes you question whether he is some kind of beast-man.

My heart begins to pump a bit, and I realize my apparent excitement. For the first time since I got here, I get to watch other people fight. I can’t help but wonder how the two before me fight, and who will win.

“Are you all ready for our last match of the day?! Don’t worry, we saved you an exciting one! Standing before you are two favorites for the competition!” The Announcer yells out with excitement

As if to match his excitement the crowd cheers out.

“This is bound to be a clash for the ages. Our first competitor is known as one of the greatest demon slayers in history. Her strength boggles the imagination, especially coming out of her small frame. In this end we have Afeuro the weapons master!” The announcer yells out with almost too much enthusiasm

Trying not to get distracted by the announcer I stare intently at the small girl. The last time we met I couldn’t so much as see her movements as she slew a beast that easily defeated me. I don’t intend to miss how she fights again.

“Our next competitor is a monster in human form! Whether it be his strength, his appearance… or his hygiene for that matter, he is considered to be a beast in every capacity! In the other end we have Joak!” The announcer continues in a less than flattering tone

As he introduces the man standing across from Afeuro I squint my eyes to try to make out the details of his distant figure better. Before long I recognize him to be the annoying man that tried to scare me away earlier. Though his skin has a significantly more red hue than I remember. Is he yelling something at Afeuro? It looks like he is but I can’t hear a thing from here.

“It’s the human beast, against the greatest beast slayer… who will win? What do you think- Wait, where did you go?… Sorry about that folks! It looks like our guest host has disappeared! I suppose with nothing else to be said we should get things rolling then! FIGHT!” The announcer yells as he attempts to quickly bounce back from his confusion

My eyes remain trained on Afeuro, I refuse to miss even a single movement… but to my surprise, she doesn’t move. Instead, her opponent flings himself at her at an extremely high speed as she stands there motionless.

Despite the man’s large build, he is exceptionally agile. He begins to circle the small girl quickly enough to kick up a cloud of dust beneath him. Its difficult to tell, but he hardly ever touches the ground. As soon as he makes contact he throws himself with exceptional force, gaining speed each time.

Before long, however, both fighters were cloaked in a giant cloud of dust. A horrible thud resounds from the cloud, the kind that makes you not want to see behind the veil. The groans of the crowd indicate that many came to a gruesome conclusion.

As a silence falls over the stadium as everybody waits for the dust to settle, and for the announcer to reveal the winner, Afeuro casually walks out of the cloud.

Moments later the cloud disperses to reveal the annoying man’s body lying still at the center. Upon further inspection, a small dent can be seen in his head.

“I…IT’S OVER!! With one resounding blow, Afeuro has managed to down her opponent!  Although there wasn’t much to see, this is an astounding victory!” The announcer cheers out

Great… All I managed to gather from that fight is what I already knew. That she is someone who is dangerous to underestimate.

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