27 - The Brave Participates in the Battle of War

One day, a week has passed since Sakura came to the new school.

In the morning.

In the training room.

"Now, I will explain about the annual [martial arts tournament]."

"Butou, Tai-kai?"

The practical skills teacher looks over the students who have changed into their clothes and explains the situation.

"This school is a place to learn swordsmanship and magic. At the same time, it is a place to compete. Every year around this time, we hold a martial arts tournament where students compete against each other.

Part of the actual battle training.

"First, two representatives are chosen from each grade. Next, the 12 students in grades 1 through 6 compete in the final tournament."

There are six grades here.

"The final tournament is a big event that attracts parents and spectators from outside the school. It's also related to their career path after graduation. So, everyone, be prepared for the challenge."

"...... finally arrived. My chance to stand out!"

My brother murmurs with bloodshot eyes.

"...... If I get into the tournament with this, people will understand that they need me more than me!"

I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I felt his spirit.

I wish him the best.

"And Julius. You've already been selected for the team. You'll be in the finals from the start."

"What?　Why is that?　It's unequal!"

My brother's voice is raised.

"Because I don't have to. He's a special student, not to mention a very strong one."

"But it's not fair that this bum gets one of the only two slots available without doing anything!　Hey, don't you all agree!"

The younger brother looks around at his classmates.

"Yes!　Shove off, you little failure!"

You're the only one who's not!

The Demon King murmurs in exasperation.

Well, the only time my classmates have seen me in action is against Gaius.

They probably don't know how good I am.

"I'm fine if you don't want me. I'm not interested."

"Not so fast. As a student of ours, Brother Carlisle is welcome to participate in the tournament ...... but you do not recognize his ability. So here's what we're going to do.

The practical instructor looks around at everyone.

"Now you will fight Julius versus everyone in this class."

What?

The classmates are outraged.

"You've got to be kidding me!"

"Forty people against one can't win!"

"What, just 40 people?"

Bikk!　The classmates' foreheads are filled with blue streaks.

"Julius, it's a handicap. Stay where you are. Do not use weapons. No magic. No followers. And don't use your arms. Can you do that?"

"Huh!　No matter how strong your brother is, it is indeed too reckless. ......"

"No, I'm fine. Thanks for your concern."

"...... at the very least, don't embarrass yourself by losing!"

Thus, it became a battle of me vs. the whole class.

"Elise and Sakura have decided not to participate. Let the ...... games begin!"

When the teacher gave the signal, all of my classmates came running toward me at once.

"Let's beat them all up!"

They come at me with weapons.

Boom!　Aah!

Boom!　Aah!

"d*mn!　He's only moving his upper body to avoid me!　Magic!　Kill it with magic!"

At Gaius' command, the waiting classmates release their chanting magic.

"Wind! Flame!"" Thunder!"

The magic of the lanky, spindly thing rushes toward me.

"Phew!"

I exhale.

It becomes a gust of wind, and all the magic is canceled.

The rear guard is blown backward by my breath and wiped out.

During this time, the vanguard tries to slash at me, but I avoid all of them.

"This guy is badass!　He really didn't move a step and avoided everything!"

"Don't flinch!　We'll kill them in coordination with the Servant!"

All at once, the followers appear.

Twenty vanguards and their messengers rush toward me.

"Good, good!"

I lift my foot a little and stamp my foot on the spot.

Dang!

The floor of the training room is shattered.

The impact blows all 20x2s out of the room.

All of the followers are destroyed by the stone sledgehammer.

I controlled my students so that they would not be hit, so they are all unharmed.

"No way ...... I could win under those conditions. ...... d*mn!　d*mn!"

The younger brother slapped the ground, and the other classmates slumped in frustration.

"You got it. Julius is out of his league. He should have been selected for the national team, right?"

No one tried to complain.

"d*mn it!　Remember that, you f*cking brother!　I'm going to get stronger by the time the finals are over, and I'm going to make you pay for it!"