The Chosen One Was Me, Not You

105 – {Tournament Starts} 3

{Tournament Starts}

“Oops.”

Cynthia left the field with a painful sound.

She fell to the floor and was not seriously injured, and it seemed that her life was not affected, but she was unable to stand up.

‘I’m weak against pain.’

When I tried to force her body up, she felt so much pain that she couldn’t even dare to stand up.

This was the fatal weakness of wizards and elementals.

‘It’s the part that has no tolerance for pain.’

If she had been YuRia, she would have forced herself to stand up, ignoring the pain, even if she had received the same level of blow.

However, magicians and spirits who are weak to physical training or pain tend to break down easily when they suffer.

Magicians are aware of that problem, so it’s been over a hundred years since they used magic to train their resistance.

‘But not the elemental spirits.’

Because of the small number of elementals, they had a weak tendency to gather and study development, and most of them were more individualistic than wizards.

Magicians also tended to be individualistic, and had quite a bit of secrecy.

However, it was the wizards who gathered together, put their heads together, and conducted research for further development.

In that sense, Cynthia’s defeat showed that the development of the Spirituals was gradually declining.

“Oh.”

I could also see Yuria making a sad sound while standing on top of the arena.

Her spectators would just see Cynthia launching her attack, which returned to her avenue and struck her, knocking her out with her blow.

However, this situation was not what Yuria intended.

She just deflected the attack from Cynthia with counter-resilience while blocking the attacks and interference of the spirits. She had no intention of defeating her opponent with it.

It must have been her purpose to shake off her spirits and get closer to her, the elemental sage, taking advantage of the gap in her mind to stop Cynthia from returning her attack.

However, Cynthia was in a hurry and protected her body with her elemental power, but her hastily opened protective shield did not completely block her own attack and defeated her.

She seemed to have won all of a sudden while trying to keep things in check for Yuria.

In reality, Yuria, who was standing on the pitch, couldn’t hide her puzzled expression and was genuinely happy about her victory.

She may be the most embarrassing of hers, but this fight was a fair and square victory for her.

In the first place, fighting was something that could be won or lost with a moment of carelessness or mistake.

* * *

“How is Yuria Arsane’s skill?”

“Well? Did you defeat the spirits?”

“No, her elemental sage returned her attack and was hit and fell down…”

The result of the match was Yuria’s victory.

However, the result was too unsatisfying from Yuria’s point of view.

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No, she was rather dissatisfied.

‘I don’t like this kind of victory… ‘

The opponent collapsed too vainly.

Yuria healed her and gave her opinion that it was okay to resume her fight, but her opinion was not accepted.

“Student Cynthia was knocked down after being struck back by her own attack. A student who lost due to her legitimate match result cannot re-challenge. Her student Yuria’s victory will not change.”

The host calmly drew a line and declared Yuria’s victory.

And even if YuRia saw it, she had won rightfully.

It was just that the result was too futile.

‘I couldn’t show it properly.’

In the eyes of others, it would only be seen as a result of luck.

And to be honest, it was difficult for Yuria to deny this evaluation. She

She would have won by a landslide if she kept fighting. She was confident in her, but her problem was that her crowd didn’t think so.

“It wasn’t a proper fight.”

“The ending is too trivial.”

The spectators who wanted a fierce fight expressed disappointment about the process and result of the match, and did not give a fair evaluation of Yuria’s skills.

It was because the ending was too absurd for them to see.

Unfortunately, Yuria couldn’t deny their opinions.

It was because the ending was too absurd for her to see herself.

“Ha ha.”

Today’s match was over, so she didn’t have to be in the competitor’s waiting room anymore.

So when she came out of her and let out her little sigh, she had a hand on her shoulder.

“You look disturbed.”

When she heard her fiancé’s voice, which she hears every day, YuRia nodded her head without turning her head.

“Yes. A little bit.”

She nodded her head slightly, and after a while, she was slightly surprised.

Suddenly, Theodore hugged her from behind.

“Te, Theo?”

“It’s not just a little, it’s a lot disturbing, isn’t it?”

Having said that, Theodore held her from behind and quietly pressed her into her ear as she whispered.

“…Yeah, I guess that’s true.”

YuRia acknowledged it by nodding her head.

To be honest, it was also true that I was very disturbed.

And Theodore continued to speak to her as he hugged her from behind.

“But this match is your victory. No one can deny that. Rather, it is the opponent’s fault for not even stopping that attack.”

Cynthia Collins was originally not capable of being knocked down by an attack of this level.

However, due to her lack of experience, she ended up showing an absurd appearance in real combat.

That was all.

“That’s why you need a variety of experiences. YuRia, you’ve seen it, so you know. How absurd it is to see you collapse in vain compared to your skills…”

“I think I know.”

If she were YuRia, even if her attack was returned with counter-resilience, she would not have focused on defense because she was flustered.

She prioritizes avoiding her direct hit by somehow letting it go as far as possible, and if that wasn’t the case, she would have taken the path of canceling it out. He was hit by his own attack and fell out.

“Don’t be too heartbroken. The tournament just started today anyway.”

From now on, she has four fights left.

“I guess so.”

The next opponent she will fight will not be as absurd as she is now.

She would have come up victorious once in a while, so she wouldn’t be unprepared for her unexpected situation and lose outright like Cynthia.

“Okay. Then what do you want to do?”

“…I have to go find Cynthia-senpai.”

She must have been being treated with her divine power, and since her wounds were not severe, her treatment should have been completed soon.

“Can I visit you?”

“…If I get a chance next time, I’d like to ask you to fight again.”

Yuria felt like she knew what she really wanted.

She won rightfully, but she wanted to resume her fight that ended so absurdly. She

She wanted to finish properly and cleanly, regardless of the tournament.

‘I don’t like this uncomfortable feeling.’

At her words, Theodore turned her body the other way.

Theodore’s hands were placed on her cheeks toward Yuria, who stood face to face with him.

“Yes, I heard what you wanted.”

After answering that, Theodore took her and quickly moved her space and returned to his lodging.

“Theo?”

When Yuria made a puzzled expression at his sudden return to the dorm, Theodore said.

“I’m waiting here for a minute. I’ll talk to her after she’s gone.”

“…? Yes.”

Yuria was puzzled, but she didn’t ask.

She said he would come back and tell him, so she decided to listen then.

‘Could it have something to do with my work as the chosen one?’

Thinking that it might be such an important thing that she had to send herself here to find her Cynthia, Yuria realized her own insufficiency all the more.

‘As expected, it’s still not enough.’

The fact that she won this match was only possible because she had the skills to do so.

But that didn’t mean she was strong enough to fight alongside Theodore.

Realizing it again, Yuria decided to continue her training as long as there were no problems as long as she had to manage her condition until tomorrow’s tournament.

‘First of all, from what Theo told me… Let’s review it again.’

Yuria took her sword and went out into the yard of her inn and began lightly and repeatedly reviewing the things she had learned from Theodore.

* * *

‘You’re doing a good job.’

Leaving behind her YuRia, Theodore, who came to her destination, said while feeling the energy caught in his senses.

Unexpectedly, it was surprising that there was a guy in the Britannia Empire who appeared so openly even though he was confident.

It was the first time he had rushed his orders like this.

‘A high-ranking Helminto.’

And the location of Helminto was also a problem.

The upper level of Helminto was because Cynthia Collins, who had been absurdly defeated by Yuria, was on her way to the hospital room where she was lying.

‘I won’t let you ruin this tournament.’

For the sake of her beloved, her fiancée, she wouldn’t let this tournament, which was going to be a stairway to her dreams come true, be ruined.

It was not just a duty as a chosen one, but a promise that Theodore Skylord made as an individual.