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

66. Victory. …… No. Championship? (1)

-Thank you for waiting! The end of a month of martial arts! The final final to determine the long-awaited winner of the Mutuje! The match will start soon…… !

If it’s natural, it’s a natural thing.

The match that gets the most attention in the tournament is the final.

It’s not that different even if it’s a fighting game.

The final is a duel to determine the winner of the tournament.

The point is that it is eye candy.

This time, it was all the more so because the humans who reached the finals of Mutuje were both unexpected people.

-Now, let’s start with the introduction of the participants! The swordsman of the Duke of Reinhardt, who easily broke through countless knights and reached the finals with his unexpectedly excellent swordsmanship! Cale von Reinhardt!

Hearing those words, I quietly stepped into the venue.

One side is the madness of Duke Reinhardt.

I don’t think he even practiced swordsmanship. Cale von Reinhardt, whose ability to use Auras is close to a miracle.

I’d be surprised if you even passed the preliminaries.

Because I simply went beyond that point and entered the finals easily, and eventually reached the finals.

– And his opponent! This is also a swordsman who overcame quite formidable opponents and made it to the finals! An unidentified man wearing a hood, his name is Asael!

The other side is an unidentified man who doesn’t even have the level of recognition of that ‘savage’.

Do you use a sword?

Other than that, I can’t really pinpoint anything.

A literal dark horse.

‘My name is…… It must have been Asael.’

I nodded lightly after hearing the voice of the man in charge of the relay.

Until now, he was a man who did not reveal a single piece of personal information no matter how much he robbed him.

No matter how hard he made it to the finals of the tournament, he couldn’t help but reveal his name.

Just. Also, it’s not a name I’ve ever heard of.

Even before. Even if you look into all the memories of the future before the return, everything.

He is a man to the point of winning an overwhelming victory against Rin, who defeated a knight of the highest rank.

The possibility that I would not know such a man for no reason was not very high.

‘The number of cases must be two. Unfortunately…… Did he die before he could play an active part?’

Or not.

The name he revealed as Asael is not real.

Other than that, there were a lot of suspicious things.

It was said that the mana he was wielding had a subtle irritating feeling.

If you wield the sword yourself and face each other at close range, you might be able to tell.

You can never be sure of anything, at least until you see it sword to sword.

Only if, after facing swords, you are convinced that he is a demon. He would have to cut it on the spot.

…… A bit off topic. Anyway.

What I want to say is that it is a duel in which no one in the capital city dares to declare victory.

.

A literal battle of supernovas that won’t be strange no matter who wins.

…… At least, it was a story that ordinary people would see.

I’d rather not know if the bracket is wrong or if one side is overwhelmingly superior and it’s even worth expecting.

One side easily beat the expert swordsmen and climbed up.

Because the other one has defeated Rin, who has defeated the best swordsman in the expert level.

The strongest of the next generation. A duel to cover it up.

In the final match of the Mutu Festival held that day, all the seats were sold out, so the crowd filled the front of the giant magic tool that relayed the situation inside.

—-Only.

‘…… Something is strange.’

It feels strange.

How should I say, instinctively unpleasant?

I thought it was because I decided to go to the finals, which I was reluctant to do at first.

…… It just doesn’t seem like that again.

A strange annoyance. And the strange silence in the arena.

It was only then that I realized it half a beat late.

Unlike me, who stepped inside the stadium while explaining myself.

As for Asael, even though he was already a commanding officer, he did not step into the arena.

Come to think of it, the space where the players stay before the match. The guy was nowhere to be seen.

“…… No way.”

The fact that he was invisible reminded me of the speculation that he had run away, which bothered me a little.

If you think about it realistically, it can’t be.

Thinking that way again, I shook my head.

Today is none other than the final match of the Mutuje.

Even if he lost to me, the man was the runner-up in the martial arts competition.

It would be safe to say that there is no reason to run away without even fighting.

I look around frowning.

Looking at the direction the players in the competition arena are coming up. It was only after he was sure that no one was there that his gaze moved to the people involved.

And it was only then that the scenery that came into my eyes was funny.

As if a major accident had occurred.

The officials running around all over the place with a clear expression of bewilderment.

I couldn’t hear their conversation because they were so far away.

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I concentrated my magic in my ears and quietly overheard their conversation.

“…… The Asael participant is nowhere to be seen.”

“It was confirmed that he was not at the venue. Rest of it?”

“I even sent people to the lodging where it turned out that they were staying… …. Yes. Probably, it seems unlikely. They say it disappeared without even leaving a trace.”

“…… f*ck.”

And after overhearing the conversation, he quietly spat out curse words.

They…….

Asael, the man who revealed his name.

…… Because I was talking about disappearing as if it evaporated just before the last finals.

It wasn’t just that I couldn’t fight him.

Discovering his identity was a serious matter in its own way.

Willing to win against him was something I had promised in front of Rin in my own way.

Perhaps it is trivial compared to that.

Damn it. Damn it really, really.

Asael.

The fact that the man whose name is even questionable has disappeared at the right moment…….

“…… Driving me crazy. Really.”

Now, it was also a story about my victory in the finals.

…… How come

I won the championship, Mutuje.

* * *

Time goes back a little bit, a little bit… ….

Same day.

The dawn, the early dawn that did not even dare to raise its head.

Asael.

In front of the inn of the man with that name. A figure wearing a ragged robe stood.

People.

No, no one would be able to call that gigantic figure a ‘person’ if he had been sane.

It is late at night, close to dawn, when even the merchants do not open their stores.

Maybe it’s fortunate that it was an empty time, with only a few drunk people walking around the streets.

Perhaps if there was a human who could make eye contact with ‘it’ in the rags.

At that moment, I would have collapsed in fear.

As if it had received a very large burn, its entire body was so disfigured that it could not be recognized.

Her arms, which grew in a bizarre way that could hardly be seen as human, and her wings, which were only partially hidden by her robes.

And the hot, red blood on the hem of the worn-out robe…….

It was proving that the ‘it’ under the robe was not human.

But what is reflected in the eyes is malice.

And flesh.

Human. And the only species that harbors hatred for all living things.

What was hidden under the grove was definitely a demon.

[…] … This is it, right.]

After thinking about it for a while.

After clenching his fists, the demon who threw his arms back gave a small shout.

Quick——!

A solid wooden door that breaks easily before that brute force.

Whoever saw it belonged to an outsider who was not allowed to enter.

“Are you here now?”

[…] … Were you waiting?]

As if he had been waiting.

Unsurprisingly, Asael only met the demon’s eyes.

“Close the door and come in.”

[…] … Old, yep.]

Kikkik——Kung.

Although it was already a tattered piece of wood.

The devil, who awkwardly fitted it to the wall, came inside.

“The regular report was late. At least…… I would have sent one with a human body. Why are you here?”

[…] … That. There was a situation. The demons preparing for the baptism of ‘hunger’. Because they were massacred.]

“…… You said you were killed?”

At that, her man frowned at her. The demon quietly nodded his head.

“Tell me more.”

[A few days ago, a strange human invaded the ‘den’. To the damn b*tch who seems to have signed a contract with the flame spirit king…… The demons in the den were hunted.]

A blond-haired elemental spirit who made a contract with ‘Ifrit’, the spirit king of flames.

Her demons were hunted by her.

Let’s say that,

“…… What is the number of dead demons?”

[The survivors of the den…… With some who were outside the den at the time. None but me.]

Tsk.

Upon hearing this, Asael clicked his tongue with a contorted face.

“Then…… It couldn’t have been helped that I couldn’t send the letter.”

[Yes. …… I have no face, Azazel-sama.]

Asael, no. Azazel.

The devil bowed his head.

The eyes of the man so called were just expressionless.

The ultimate devil for humans.

One of the five leaders of a species called the Devil, called the ‘Prophet’ by the demons.

A hungry prophet of calamity. Azazel.

[We know that the victory of Mutuje is not far away. However, I feel like this is something I should inform you of even belatedly…….]

“I will go back.”

That’s why, when Azazel said that.

The devil, who had his head down, couldn’t help but panic.

[Do you want to go back? Isn’t the victory of Mutoje just around the corner!]

“It is only speculation that ‘that thing’ can hasten the resurrection of God. …… And beyond losing a fair number of demons. I don’t intend to gamble on that guess anymore.”

Mutuje.

The reason Azazel, the devil, took part in it, of course, wasn’t honor.

An imperial prize that only the winner of the Mutu Festival can receive.

After all, humans don’t even know how to use ‘that thing’.

Even if you can’t get it right away, it’ll be enough if you take it later.

For now.

It would be important to collect dead demons and prepare for another attack.

Kwajik, kwaddeuk.

Erased the traces of Azazel who took out the demon.

It was a desolate room that made it hard to believe that a living being had ever lived there.

It didn’t take long for all the furniture inside to be shattered in front of Magi and turned to dust.

“…… Quit.”

Afterwards, Azazel opened the window and frowned at the mysterious pain.

[…] … Are you hurt?]

I heard Azazel let out a light moan in pain.

As if it’s hard to believe, the devil asks back like that.

He is a prophet leading the devil and a spokesman for the ‘hungry plague’.

He was a man who could easily overwhelm even if the humans decided to attack him at the scale of the knights.

It was hard to believe in reality that such a man was only injured during the martial arts festival.

Azazel, who did not answer the devil’s question, just looked outside the open window.

What is reflected through the window?

A damn beautiful gray moon rising high in the sky with the chilly night air.

“…… Under.”

Throbbing.

Moonlight.

Of course, it was moonlight.

In the most recent battle. The same moonlight that the ‘grey-haired girl’ used.

Eunwolang.

The scar the damn wolf left at the last moment.

What makes the wounds sore when facing the moonlight? It’s not the fault of the mood.

Facing the moonlight, Azazel silently turned away, ignoring the bitter pain.

It seems like it will take quite a while for the wound to heal.

“I will leave the pursuit of the ‘winner’ to other demons.”

The opponent who made it to the finals…… A red-haired swordsman or something.

Even stealing things from him. Kill or steal

Put that aside for later.

“First of all, let’s go back.”

Taat.

Azazel stepped on the window and leaned out while muttering that.

At that, the demon that followed nodded his head.

[Yes. There are places where the expenses have already been taken care of. I’ll get out of there.]

Within.

The two demons spread their wings and took off.

And a few days later.

Some of the soldiers who were in charge of security in the capital went missing overnight——a trivial piece of news occupied a small corner of the newspaper.

What a no-show in the finals of the martial arts contest.

Without being highlighted by the mega news.