The Heroine Who Was Taken Away by the Main Character Becomes Obsessed With Me After Returning

61. Top level. (1)

Mutuje’s duel with Dagnes.

As soon as that was over, Lucia flew in before the tournament team could even get close.

Not a figurative expression.

It really flew. Floating in the sky

“…… Kale. Earl, earl, face.”

As she said that, Lucia’s eyes could not be separated from my face.

My face.

To be exact, it was the right cheek that was scratched from part of it while trying to block Dagnes’ last blow.

“Cheeks? Oh, this? Not a big deal. It’s hard to even call it a wound in the first place…….”

It is ambiguous to even call it a wound.

That was an undeniable fact. It was a shallow wound that would heal in a few hours without the need for treatment as long as the blood was wiped off.

Dagnes’ final blow.

The price for blocking a blow with that much power at my level is absurdly cheap.

The ceremony of the last sword he wielded.

Because it was definitely beyond his level.

I tried to say that.

“What?”

“…… I didn’t say anything.”

As soon as I tried to say it was nothing, Lucia’s expression became quite scary.

I averted my eyes in the middle and smoked a different voice.

Now then. Lucia groans and puts her hand on my cheek.

I wiped the blood with a handkerchief I don’t know when. Soon, he stroked his cheek with his thin fingers.

Wow!

Now then. A warm aura passed through his fingers.

The blood stopped and a subtle feeling came from the wound.

It must have been a healing magic.

“…… It won’t leave a scar.”

“Thank you. Lucia.”

Honestly. Even if I left it as is, it didn’t seem like it would leave any scars.

To say such a thing at this timing would be like saying that you just want to be hit.

Lucia removed her hand from my cheek, put his handkerchief somewhere,

Within seconds, she crossed her hands and led me.

“Let’s go now. Kale.”

Now that everything has been resolved, it seems like we are going to go. Lucia says so.

I stopped in place with a bitter smile.

I could clearly feel his intention when he said to go quickly.

“Wait a minute, Lucia. …… Anyway, Lord Dagnes is still with us, but we can’t leave it alone.”

“…… Chit.”

That the duel is over. That meant that Dagnes was also here.

Let’s look away. He came in, holding a broken sword as if in pain, sitting down and brushing his forehead.

I took a few steps closer and asked Dagnes.

“Sir. Are you okay?”

“Yes, I manage to get by.”

Looks like you’re perfectly fine.

Dagnes shrugged while saying that.

I laughed when I saw that bluff.

“It can’t be.”

Cock.

I went behind his back and lightly pressed his back with my foot.

It’s a level of pressing rather than stabbing.

A light touch rather than a slap.

“…… Aww!”

But even that was enough to make Dagnes roll in pain.

Dagnes literally rolling on the floor in pain.

“There’s no way I can be fine. I forcibly used power that was not suitable for my level.”

Dagnes.

My swordsmanship against him was quite defensive.

Even though most of the direct attacks were directed to the sword, he was not directly impacted.

Just.

The power of Dagnes’ sword has exceeded the limit that the body can withstand. That would be correct.

Dagnes is an excellent knight, so his simple body itself is far superior to mine.

Even if you have a good body, the way you use it varies greatly.

For comparison, even if they have the same level of body.

A story similar to the fact that the power contained in the fist extended by an ordinary person and the fist extended by a former boxer cannot be the same.

The last one he used. A blow with one conviction in the sword.

It had strong power, but was incomplete.

To the extent that Dagnes doesn’t control strong power, it’s all about shooting it through the sword.

After handling a sword like that. Maybe it’s natural that the body is going to taste.

“Anyway, congratulations. Kyung. I think I got a clue.”

“…… A clue, you say?”

Although it was very incomplete. What is certain is that Dagnes swung the sword directly into his body.

If I tried again, it would probably be an area of luck that I would not be able to do.

Still, there is no clue about the higher realm, and what you have experienced even once is the difference between heaven and earth.

Perhaps that will give Dagnes a stepping stone to get over the wall.

“Once. I have to go, Lucia. …… Can you use the healing magic you used on me on Sir Dagnes?”

“Huh. There’s a bunch of mages running over there. Just ask those wizards to get it.”

Pod.

Lucia disappears after saying that.

He probably used a teleport.

‘…… This. I’m pouting.’

Of course, it was true that I looked a little at Dagnes.

I have to win the duel though. Neither I nor Dagnes would gain anything if he overwhelmingly won without letting him do anything.

Perhaps it was seen in the eyes of Lucia, an excellent wizard.

I even got a scar on my cheek. It was understandable that Lucia was annoyed.

I hope you don’t hate Sir Dagnes too much.

Again. How do you get rid of what’s broken?

I, who looked at Dag Ness while thinking that, raised the corner of his mouth.

“…… Fortunately. It doesn’t seem like that again.”

Hwaaak.

The belated magic was healing Dagnes’ body.

The level of completeness is so terrible that it cannot be compared to the one that just swept my cheek.

But even so, it was Lucia’s magic. It was much better than most wizards’ healing magic.

“Uh, the body… ….”

“Enough. Wake up sir. “

Dagnes makes a surprised expression as if he actually experienced the regeneration speed.

I stretched out my hand to get up, and grabbed Dagnes and raised him up.

Yes. Gotta get up

Rin’s game is over today.

* * *

“…… Noisy.”

You seem to be in a bad mood. Pascal frowned and looked around the arena.

The inside of the venue was full of stories about ‘him’.

Red hair. A foolish Prince who will succeed Reinhardt with a high probability.

Kale von Reinhardt.

The first match was his match.

The contents of the match were quite shocking.

Another victory against the expert advanced.

Of course, it would be more likely to assume that the opponent’s knight was appropriately treated since he was a knight belonging to a family.

At least, those who saw the tournament in person couldn’t say that.

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The pressure and tension of that duel.

It is. It had a heavier atmosphere than other martial arts duels.

‘…… Than that Dagnes, the knight is better than expected.’

Even if you look at the same thing. Do people only see as much as they know?

Unlike those who simply see a sword like that and can only realize that it is ‘great’.

Pascal clearly saw Dagnes’ final blow in his eyes.

He was a knight of the blue flame in his own way. If you don’t even see him, his name will ring.

Very heavy and powerful.

If it were him who stood up against him, he would honestly be able to block a blow of a level that he is not sure.

It wasn’t to the extent that I couldn’t stop it at all.

It was true that he possessed powers that were difficult to find among ordinary expert seniors.

However, Cale easily blocked such a sword.

“…… Maybe. That must have been because the knight over there reduced his strength.”

And the cause. Pascal chose Dagnes instead of Cale.

Last. Dagnes’s sword, which touched Cale’s sword, lost its strength to a strange extent.

It seemed to be fighting with all its might, but it seemed that it couldn’t attack the Young master of my family.

If this isn’t speculation, it’s that Kayle used an aura that could absorb that much power in an instant.

If you used such a unique aura, there’s no way it wouldn’t be obvious. Even if it was the highest level of expert, it would be impossible.

‘…… That’s it, the sighting is over. Should I move?’

The reason I watched the duel between Cale and Dagnes.

It was also an analysis of their strength.

It was because the next duel was his turn before that.

The moment Pascal got up and was about to go down to the stadium.

Peruk.

Suddenly, his shoulders collided with the black-haired man who had intervened in front of him.

“…… What is this?”

Pascal raised his head with a displeased expression.

In front of him. A white-skinned man with black hair and black eyes stood there.

“… ….”

A man who confidently makes eye contact.

For a moment, Pascal was a little surprised that he made eye contact with himself.

After reading the expression, he couldn’t help but be a little more flustered.

More than just being proud.

The man’s face showed disgust beyond simple displeasure.

Those pitch black eyes were so deep that I couldn’t fathom his thoughts.

A sense of intimidation to the extent that it is impossible to guess for a moment what level of strength he is.

Before that confrontation continued a little longer.

“…… Oh, sorry.”

The man who said that bowed his head.

And even the feeling of intimidation and disgust I felt along with him had been completely erased as if I had washed it with water.

A change as if the feeling of intimidation I just felt was all an illusion.

“…… For a moment. That one.”

“Sorry. A little busy.”

Pascal tried to catch him.

The man who said that suddenly disappeared without even a chance to catch him.

Feels like being possessed by a demon.

“… ….”

Only then, Pascal was able to release his hand from the handle of the scabbard he was holding on to.

Are you too keen to analyze the duel?

…… So, am I mistaken?

“…… Tsk. Done You tied her feet up for no reason.”

It is an illusion.

Pascal shook his head, but decided to think so first.

* * *

“The next match was between Mr. Lin and Sir Pascal, right?”

Ciela’s question.

Before answering that question, I chewed and swallowed the baguette she handed me and nodded to her.

“…… That’s right. Other than that, where did you buy this? Is it delicious?”

If you ask me like that.

Ciela laughed at Baguette’s praise.

“It’s small, but I got up early and prepared it.”

“Did you do this yourself? …… Aren’t you petty at all?”

It usually takes more than a few hours to make bread like this. I thought you bought it for sure.

“Thankfully, Mr. Lin also enjoyed his meal. It seems that even the princess did not dislike her.”

Lin…… I’ll put it in as long as I can eat it, so pass it.

Sniping the taste of the princess.

In fact, couldn’t Siela’s talent lie in baking, not cooking?

I didn’t know that.

In her previous episodes, I had never personally eaten the bread she baked.

– Then the next game! Let’s begin! An honorable warrior in the north and an expert gray-haired swordsman! Lin!

“…… Oh, I guess it’s already started.”

Call of the moderator.

At the same time, Rin walked out. Ciela bit her mouth tight as if she was rather nervous.

-That opponent! The Imperial Knights, the vice-captain of the Royal Knights! Expert A swordsman of the highest rank and a knight of blue flame! Pascal Oswell!

“Wow!”

After Lin’s explanation.

The moderator explains about her opponent, the knight of the blue flame, Pascal.

Siela, who heard the cheers of the people, spoke in a small voice.

“Brother. …… That. What if Lin loses?”

The opponent is an expert swordsman of the highest rank.

Not even winning this contest. It was an unusual monster.

If it was a fairly rare case, that worry would have been a reasonable concern.

“Losing? Lynn? …… No way.”

At least for now. She didn’t even have to worry about that.

Because his opponent was Rin.

For the past month, they have grown under my thorough guidance.

“But, the opponent is the best expert. Mr. Lin…… It’s not superlative.”

“Yes. It doesn’t.”

The mastery of swordsmanship is a factor that cannot be ignored.

Especially from the top level of expert to the top level, the gap widens beyond words.

Usually, it is normal for Pascal, who is the best player, to win.

Sure. Normally.

Puuu!

Soon, the trumpets sounded, announcing the start of the duel.

I said with a smile.

“Okay, all you have to do is watch. Lynn……. Indeed, how to cook Pascal.”