To Be a Power in the Shadows!

When the game was almost over, I said I was going to the bathroom, got out and rushed to the athlete's office. Looks like your sister won World War 1 successfully. Maybe we'll win it to the right place.

Walking down the hallway thinking about it, I slipped away from the grey robe guy I'd been coming from before.

At that moment, I stopped.

A little late, the opponent also stopped on his feet.

And it was at the same time that I looked back.

Blue eyes looked at me from the gap in the grey robe.

"Smells like an elf"

It's a husky woman's voice.

The faded grey robe is flaky by the way.

I waited for words to follow without saying anything. [M]

"Do you know an elf?

Blue eyes peek into my eyes as I explore. [M]

"I have a couple of Elf friends."

I didn't have to hide anything in particular, and I said it as it was.

"I'm looking for an elf"

"It is."

"He was a pretty girl"

"Heh."

"Do you have any idea?

"Even if they say so."

"Must be a lot like me."

"Oh well."

"My sister's oblivion."

"Heh."

"Do you have any idea of an elf that looks a lot like me?

"Um."

"Do you have any idea?

"I can't see my face in my robe."

"It was."

She took a robe of her face and exposed that face.

I didn't respond to anything.

I consciously tried not to react to anything.

Her face looked a lot like Alpha's.

I was wondering if you had any idea.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Maybe I should check with Alpha the next time I see her. It doesn't even look like the two of us, but the more you say relatives, the more convincingly they look alike.

"Right."

She shrugged her shoulders unfortunately and pulled out her sword in natural motion.

Killer, no spare motion, a special blow.

I saw it at the edge of my sight and accepted it.

I know, it's inch proof.

As a result, her sword stopped touching my neck.

I'm just touching it. I haven't slashed a single piece of skin.

And at this exquisite time.

"Wow!?

Me sitting around pretending to lose my hips.

Yeah, I guess that's the whole point.

"Mm?"

She tilted her neck and drew her sword.

"Wrong, sorry"

And keep your head down with the pepper.

"I thought it was stronger. What's your name?

Give me your hand, she says.

"Sy, it's Sid Cagheno..."

I say in a trembling voice, I take that hand and stand up.

"I'm Beatrice"

Beatrice won't let go with my hand in his hand.

"Um...?

"Good hands. You'll be strong."

And he smiled beautifully. The smile looked very much like Alpha.

"Sorry to surprise you."

One last apology, Beatrice turns her back and walks away.

I looked away at my back,

"... I wonder if it's so strong"

I shrugged and turned my heel back.

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Iris was waiting for the game to begin with a special seat.

The special seats overlook the venue and allow you to descend directly from the dedicated stairs to the match venue.

Two demon swordsmen had already been called on the playing field.

One is Anne Rose, who also notes Iris. Woman swordsman with water colored hair.

The other is Jimina Seinen, the black-haired swordsman I've never seen before.

Iris looked sharply at the two.

"You're just about to start"

A man sat next to Iris.

There's Sid's seat.

"That seat..."

"Something?

Iris stopped talking when he saw the man's face. I apologize in my heart to Sid for being sorry.

"Lord Doem..."

"Master Iris, you're in a good mood."

He was a doem smiling gracefully, but his eyes didn't look like he was laughing.

"It seems like a dream to be able to watch a match with Master Iris."

"Play. Does Lord Doem have a fiancée?"

"Unfortunately, they got away with it. What, don't worry. It's just a conversation."

It was a doem laughing lightly.

He has a fair face for around thirty, but Iris can't like Doem's smile.

"Isn't King Oriana's addition and subtraction excellent?

"Unfortunately, they seem to be absent today. But they said they'd be there tomorrow."

Doem answers Iris' question without hesitation.

"Starting tomorrow, just as King Midgal will be present."

"It's an odd encounter."

Iris tries to find something out of Doem's eyes, but he couldn't read anything out of those laughless eyes.

"Is she the rumored Anne Rose"

When I saw the venue, Doem said.

"Yes."

"You're the swordsman in the most momentum right now. Looks like you're on your way out of Vegarta for a training trip, but I'd love to invite you to my country."

"Right. If you are as swordsman as she is, I would definitely invite you to the Kingdom of Midgal as well"

"Ha. Isn't there a lot of excellent demon swordsmen in the Midgal kingdom? Compared to that, our country..."

"It's an alliance for that."

"But it's also painful to rely on the Kingdom of Midgal."

"Really..."

Tired. Iris sighed in his heart.

It's like talking to a doll.

"How's opponent Jimina?

"Though today is the first time I've seen his game. I don't hear very good rumors, and they don't look strong."

"Then it's up to Anne Rose to win."

"No... he's a little, creepy"

Iris had an ambiguous tone.

"Is it creepy?

"Yes. He never looks strong. But there are characteristics that can't be found in the weak."

"Hmm... what's that?

"It's absolute confidence. In my eyes...... he looks convinced of the victory"

"Aren't you just complacent?

"Perhaps. But there is no stray in his eyes. An unshakeable victory… at least he sees it."

"I see, at least he sees it, huh? Do I look like Iris?

"No. What about Lord Doem?

"Is that me? I'm refreshed about the sword."

"Really?"

Iris glances at Doem's forged hand.

"Isn't it just plausible for Master Iris? In the Kingdom of Oriana, forgive me, the sword is scorned. To be honest, you can use it quite a bit."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, quite."

Doem had a grin that only his eyes wouldn't laugh at.

"Now, how much is absolute confidence and doing... let me show you"

And look down at the venue.

"Annerose vs. Jimina Seinen!!

Both names are called.

"Let the game begin!!

Here we go.