23 – Overcoming Fear

Colosseum official seats.

Princess Cornelia had her eyes shining brightly.

There are more talented people in this tournament than I thought.

Sias, the disciple of the founder, Izan, the wandering swordsman, and Jeanne, the disciple of the swordsman.

I thought this was the best, but it wasn’t.

A boy called Moonlight easily defeated the runner-up in the West.

She was interested in knights, so the princess, who prided herself on having an eye for swordsmanship, thought her moonlight was excellent.

“Rose.”

Cornelia addressed her knight to her side.

Rose is a red-haired, upright female knight.

She is the strongest among the knights beside her.

She will judge more accurately whether what she saw is correct.

Cornelia turned her head to cover her mouth and whispered.

“How did you just watch the game?”

Rose answered in a low voice, leaning her upper body slightly.

“This is the recipe. The quick movement of the knife reminds me of the eastern way, but the way the hair is held is the western way.”

“Isn’t it? It went by so fast that I couldn’t see them all. Rose, put it on the recruitment list.”

“I understand, poor princess.”

Since he’s an aspiring girl the princess doesn’t know about, he’s definitely a rookie.

All famous aspiring knights are princesses.

That boy who carelessly retrieves the sword and returns is surely the first sight he has seen.

Since the Duke of Demaziere said that he was anonymous, the information must be currently in possession of the Demazier office.

The princess turned her eyes to the Duke of Magier.

The Duke is clearing his throat to announce the next game.

There will be a short break.

“The Duke of Demagère.”

“Yes, poor 3rd princess.”

At Cornelia’s call, the duke turned her head as if asking what was going on.

“Can you give me information about moonlight?”

“Aha, don’t be impatient. Lowering. Anyway, the participants’ information will be sent to the imperial family.”

“I want to know quickly.”

“hahahaha… because it hasn’t been sorted out yet. Sorry.”

At the Duke’s sly words, Cornelia bit her lip.

The Duke is turning his horse.

Aren’t you saying that you obviously won’t give us any information right now?

“…… All right.”

But she’s not getting any better here, so Cornelia put up with her rising humiliation.

The Duke looked at the princess with a nonchalant gaze, then looked down at the arena again.

‘…… I can’t easily give you information on talented people.’

The Duke thought.

Thanks to having a great arena called the Colosseum, the duke held countless swordsmanship competitions.

We recruited participants through a swordsmanship competition, and they became knights of Demazière.

‘Moonlight.’

To be honest, I don’t know if I’m still a candidate for the championship, but I do know that I’m quite an aspirant.

We can’t hand over to the imperial family a contestant who looks promising.

‘Even if I hand it over to the imperial family, I’ll be the first to spit on it.’

The Duke flicked his long snake-like tongue.

Greed boils.

“Your Excellency.”

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A man who appeared to be a squire suddenly entered and called for Demaziere.

A seed who glances around and carefully approaches Demazière.

It was one of the watchers planted by Demazière.

Is there a disturbing person in the Colosseum, a watcher?

“Tell me.”

Demazière commanded in a very low voice.

The watcher spoke into DeMazière’s ear.

“Spies from heretical countries have infiltrated the Colosseum.”

“I know that. What are you aiming for?”

“…… The third princess is inferior.”

Heretic country.

One of the three major disasters and an enemy of the Empire.

A faint smile forms on Demazière’s lips.

“Aren’t you aiming for me?”

“This is the appearance of knowing Your Excellency’s skills and excluding them from the top priority.”

The Duke of Demazière is an excellent swordsman himself.

A princess who has never mastered swordsmanship would be a good prey for a heretical country.

Not the elusive Demazière.

“Just pretend to catch it.”

“That means…… Not to protect the 3rd princess?”

“There are too many powerful royalty. It’s time to reduce it by one or two.”

As long as the follow-up measures are taken well, the imperial family cannot hold the duke family accountable.

Is this the work of the heretical country?

Especially now, when the imperial family is frantic because they can’t eat each other.

Demazière’s smile deepened.

‘…… Her name must have been Moonlight.’

Selene heard the words of Duke DeMazière echoing in the waiting room.

Wolgwang was, of course, a pseudonym, but Selene was glad that she had learned something about him.

‘Moonlight, moonlight.’

That’s a nice name.

Moonlight is what Selene likes.

The gentle moonlight coming through the window calms her mind. She is Selene, who often watches the moon until dawn.

She wonders if he likes the moonlight too, or because she likes the moonlight, so he named her Moonlight.

My curiosity grows.

‘Let’s say thank you for now.’

There is an order in human relationships.

Selene fixed her complexion. Soon he comes in, and it’s his turn to play.

I will say thanks before it’s too late.

Drreuk… Chunk!

The metal lattice door opened and a nonchalant moonlight returned.

Most of the contestants were wary of him.

Wolgwang, who had no presence until the round of 16 started, changed as soon as the round of 16 ended.

Because I could watch the match through the window of the waiting room.

The moonlight in the game was truly overwhelming.

To the extent that no participant could be caught off guard.

So the participants looked at the moonlight as if they were exploring.

I went back to the chair in the corner as if it was nothing.

Selene stood in his way.

Wolgwang looked up dissatisfiedly at the opponent blocking his path.

Selene flinched at his spirit, but he mustered up the courage to open his mouth.

“I enjoyed the game. Can I say something?”

“What is it?”

Selene put her hand on his chest, took a deep breath, and spoke again.

“I am from Gramberge. Gramberge never forgets what he received. Thank you for saving me yesterday. If there is anything you wish for, I will listen to it wherever possible.”

After spitting it out, Selene was satisfied.

It was hard to say how nervous I was when I stood in front of him, but when I acted as myself, the words came out.

The boy looked at Selene with a strange face.

The only exposed part of the helmet is the eyes, so a strange energy is conveyed through the eyes.

The boy gave a different answer than Selene expected.

“Is it a match now?”

“Huh? That’s right.”

“The opponent is Changsugo?”

Selene’s opponent in the round of 16 was not Shias.

It’s a different opponent, but this opponent is also Changsoo.

Selene nodded her head.

“Have courage and dig into your arms. Once you burrow into Changsoo’s arms, Changsoo won’t be able to block the flamboyant Gramberge’s sword.”

“Are you giving me advice?”

“Yes.”

“……….”

A boy who speaks seriously.

Seeing him focus only on the game, I think I know his personality.

“…… Say what you want.”

Selene whispered.

Unsatisfied feelings are stamped like dots.

After all, he only got help again, right?

Still, for some reason, his words gave me strength.

I feel like I can do it.

Selene smiled.

“Thank you.”

Selene went out cheerfully.

I just cleaned up after giving advice, but the response isn’t bad.

‘Shall I finish post-processing properly?’

He originally intended to meditate, but he has to pay for what he received.

Let’s check the results while giving advice.

I got up from my seat.

As I was going to the window to watch the game, Jeanne approached me.

He sat in the front seat without my permission and puffed out his cheeks.

“You… Pooh, you were cold to me. You and Selene were very close!”

Jeanne speaks with her twin heart raised as if she is very sad.

I am truly a child.

I ignored it and sat down by the window.

“Keuuugh… That Selene was with a boy before me…….”

Seeing that the other side keeps saying nonsensical things, I wonder if I should risk my life or not.

Since it’s moonlight now, should I use another method?

“Are you dating Selene?”

“…… Do you want to die?”

Zane talking nonsense.

Should I put a hump on her head?

When I put strength on the handle of her sword, Jeanne moved her hips in pain.

“No, I’m kidding. It wasn’t like that.”

“Go away.”

“You talk really hard!”

“Don’t say it twice.”

“……… Wooi.”

Jeanne kicked off her chair as if she had sprained firmly, and she fell away.

I have no intention of joining children’s pranks.

There is not enough time just to constantly think about the sword and practice it.

“Eastern rook innin nephron…… Winner of the North, Selene Innin Gramberge… Round of 16 Group D match! Start!! I’ll do it!!!!”

Selene’s match began with the cry of the Duke of Demagier.

The man named Luke who can be seen outside the window is wearing a spear slightly taller than he is. It is a lance with a pointed tip. A spear that specializes in stabbing.

If Selene practiced properly last night, she should be able to overcome it.

Selene is searching for her rook with her cautious expression.

Looking for a gap.

I told you to dig into Changsoo’s arms, but I didn’t ask you to dig in blindly.

Looking around like this is the right decision.

“…… Overcome your fear.”

The fear of being stabbed by a spear and eliminated.

No matter how good you are at searching, the key is to overcome this.

Selene searched for a while. Luke pointed his spear and slowly drove Selene into her corner.

At this rate, Luke has the advantage.

Is it dangerous to be cornered?

When Luke had cornered Selene to some extent, he thrust out her spear.

A spear for containment.

In an instant, Selene’s eyes lit up and Selene’s sword struck Luke’s spear.

Chang!

The window floats in the sky. Selene hesitated. She hit the window, but she didn’t judge for a moment. But she soon bit her lip. She jumped by moving her legs somehow. To close the distance with Luke.

Selene, who ran as hard as she could, came into Luke’s arms. She then unfurled the Winter Queen’s sword.

It took a lot of effort, but the cold wind of the north was absorbed into Selene’s sword.

A sword attack that puts pressure on Luke at high speed.

Luke tries to defend himself by holding a spear pole, but he can’t cut through the Winter Queen’s sword, which is characterized by its fast sword speed. Gradually, the scars on Luke’s arms increased, and eventually he gave up his neck to Selene.

Selene’s sword stopped in front of Luke’s neck.

Selene glared at her rook, breathing heavily.

“The winner of Group D in the Round of 16 is…… Selene Innin Gramberge!!”

“Waaa!!”

With loud cheers, Luke’s head snapped.

Selene continued to catch her breath, and she looked back at her seat in disbelief.

‘It’s okay.’

I looked away.

Actually, Selene’s skills can go up even further here.

She could even make it to the finals if she knew how.

However, Selene lacked confidence.

When she first told me about the swordsmanship contest she said she herself was tough even in the finals.

The way she set her own limits.

What I have done is nothing more than breaking this mental limit.

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