Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Student Council President Election Battle: Part 2 (7)

-Kyaaah!

The massive lance caused a violent wind by a single wide horizontal swing.

Crouching low with my center of gravity firmly grounded, I braced against the howling wind, preventing my body from staggering.

Here I come.

But even that wasnt an actual attack. Zix had merely repositioned his massive lance.

With a push off from thin air, he landed right in front of me where I stood, and as he spun his body, the trajectory of his swinging lance drew a large semicircle.

Its strength was overwhelming, impossible to block or deflect.

Ducking almost to the ground, I successfully avoided the initial strike, but my evasive maneuver was too exaggerated to launch a counterattack. The momentum was still with Zix.

Adjusting the lance once more, he now aimed a devastatingly fast thrust at me, difficult to evade due to my lowered stance.

There was no room to dodge. I had to devise a defense mechanism that would minimize damage.

-Paatt!

-Phwok.

Deciding quickly on my next move, Leicia, the hidden lioness which had been concealed within a nearby puddle through Soul Manifestation, sprung out in front of Zixs lance.

But blocking it wasnt quite right; impaled would be more accurate.

With a mighty roar, the summoned lioness was forcibly dismissed amidst a spray of water.

Kuh!

Zixs ears rang with the piercing roar, but he instantly grasped the lionesss intent, which was to create even the slightest opening.

While a lance that size had a formidable attack range and power making it a tricky weapon to counter if you closed in tight, it became difficult for the user to attack effectively.

I quickly exploited the small gap created by Leicia, engaging Zix in a close-range brawl that was difficult for his lance to handle. Once I managed to get in close with a dagger, Zix would struggle to fully use the advantages provided by his weapon.

However, Zix was a master of combat, adept at handling any situation encountered in a real battle.

Kaang!

In his left hand, devoid of visible magic, an aether blade formed, effortlessly deflecting my onslaught.

While effortlessly swinging the massive lance with his right hand, he countered my close combat with a short sword in his left.

Clicking my tongue, I gathered mana and cast the Ignition magic. The flames that rose severed the space between Zix and me.

However, Zix, unphased, swirled his lance once more, quelling my conjured flames with his overpowering mana.

It seems you prefer attacking from a blind spot under the guise of a diversion.

Techniques to bridge the gap in power through cunning were abundant, yet they have their limits when trying to overcome a fundamental disparity in strength. Especially against someone like Zix, who was practically immune to such deceptions.

Even if he allowed the first strike due to unfamiliarity with the opponents combat style, from the second strike onwards it was a different story altogether.

Rather than engaging in pointless psych-outs, a direct approach with sheer firepower is more effective against someone with a style like Senior Eds.

From Zixs body, magical energies began to construct weapons anew. From daggers to two-handed swords, various types of blades started to swarm in the air.

The high magic Mana Armament Sword Dance began. An advanced version of the Mana Armament, this magic melded with psychokinesis. The weapons did not need to be swung by hand but moved independently, pressuring the opponent.

Kaang! Kaang!

The swords, appearing to be more than twenty, charged at me as one.

I had lost my core force, Leicia the lioness, and my mana consumption had already accumulated to an enormous amount. The situation was far from favorable.

Yet, if even one of that multitude of blades hit me, the duel would be over. Clenching my teeth, I drew upon all my mana to manifest the mid-tier fire magic Point Explosion with all my might.

Not just one, but all of them.

I had to destroy every sword, or surely be struck by a critical hit. Thus, I managed to manifest the Point Explosion over twenty times in one go, swiftly blasting away each of Zixs blades.

Kwang! Kwang! Kaggagagagak!

The Point Explosion mid-tier magic boasts unspeakably quick casting at the expense of mana efficiency.

In other words, the power yielded isnt proportionate to the mana input. Of course, it would be lethal to an ordinary person in one strike, but its rare for a combatant considering battle scenarios to be knocked out with just one hit.

Having launched such an inefficient attack repeatedly, my mana was naturally ebbing away.

-Huuuuuk

And there was no way Zix, the second in command of magic at the academy, would fail to notice that.

In the midst of the smoke from the explosion come a thrust flying at me. Unable to see clearly, the attack narrowly missed.

Pak!

Not missing the opportunity presented by the missed stab, I grabbed the lance shaft with both hands. A brief power struggle ensued, our hands trembling against each other.

Seems youre out of mana. Not even enough to conjure basic defensive magic. Thats to be expected.

His assumption was accurate.

Then I shall finish this.

Gritting his teeth, Zix swung his lance shaft, flinging my hands off. My body, knocked loose, floated momentarily in the air before landing awkwardly some distance away.

Zix once again invoked the high magic, Mana Armament, to summon numerous weapons. If Zix, who had mastered psychokinesis as well, maneuvered that multitude of dancing blades with his lance thrusts anyone would struggle with him in close combat.

Furthermore, I was a mage drained of mana, now struggling to even cast basic magic without gritting my teeth and focusing intensely. Effectively, the duel was over.

Spars should always be taken seriously.

Reflecting Zixs earnest attitude, he launched what would be the decisive blow.

Always like the real thing in practice. No matter how outmatched the opponent, to never underestimate them, to acknowledge them, and to always do ones best.

Impressed by Zixs demeanor, I found myself drawing upon my final resort.

Paaaaang!

What?

I pulled out an Impact Strengthening Wave Sphere from within my robes and crushed it in my hands.

Though my mana was depleted, an immense force centered on me scattered Zixs conjured swords. The might of magical engineering at work.

Kyaaaaah!

In this fight, I hadnt used any items from magical engineering. I hadnt intended to eke out a grubby victory by resorting to such external aids.

But when the opponent takes it this seriously, it is only polite to utilize every available tool at my disposal.

With this extent!

Zixs levitated psychokinetic swords were scattered by the wave, but the force wasnt enough to send Zix himself flying. Due to my own limits in magic sensitivity, the destructive power I could manifest with my magical devices was also limited.

Just one hit if it lands

Zixs combat experience must have intuitively told him.

A mage bereft of mana, unable to cast even a protective spell.

With just the opportunity to approach, victory was certain. Knowing this, Zix lunged with his lance.

Then it was time for my final move.

Both of us were drenched in sweat, barely able to keep upright, much like boxers just after sparring.

After gulping down the water Enika provided, I wiped the sweat off and looked up at the sky, which was slowly turning dark.

The cool late spring breeze wasnt too hot. The occasionally crashing sound of waves was comforting.

After laying there, breathing in the breeze for about 20 minutes, Jix suddenly got up with a determined expression and spoke.

Ive come across some internal information from the academy. When I went to Trix Hall to adjust Class As schedule, I overheard a conversation among the academy staff.

It reminds me that Jix had something to tell me.

Cadek and Nox have escaped. The very culprits who were pinned for the murder of your senior.

Although I cannot fathom how they managed to penetrate the stringent security of Trix Hall Anyway, it hasnt been announced yet. Any unnecessary chaos would only complicate the search efforts, which I can understand. The priority is obviously to track them first.

Then Jix sighed deeply.

As a result, its becoming harder to clear the accusations against Tanya, whos been blamed for your seniors murder.

Is that so Ive heard about it.

If Senior Enika hadnt provided the leads, you wouldve been stuck without a way out, being judged based on incomplete information. Therefore, I think you might not have a sense of what the atmosphere is like at the academy, or what kind of public opinion Tanya is up against.

It turns out Jix had something to say about Penia and Tanya.

Perhaps the next words from Jix would get to the point.

Princess Penia summoned me, so I went to visit the royal residence.

So Tanya was hiding out at the royal residence, after all.

Yes. Following Tanyas testimony, they questioned me extensively. If you think Tanya isnt the murderer, why arent you actively testifying at the academy? What are you doing sitting silently?

During the assault incident at Ophelis Hall, Jix was one of the first to stand up for Tanya.

For Jix to remain silent now must seem unnatural to Penia.

I kept quiet. I said I couldnt testify based on uncertain information because Senior Ed, you are in a life-threatening situation yourself.

Indeed, there had been attempts on my life. Without further action, it wouldnt be surprising if my life was once again in danger. That is, we too are at a crossroads of life and death.

Aware of the severity of the situation, Jix had turned a blind eye, even though Tanya might have been unfairly treated.

However, with Cadek and Noxs escape, the story changes. If they report everything to the Rostail family, the Rostailers will likely assume youre dead.

For once, Jix voiced his own opinion assertively.

Considering the physical distance between Rostail Estate and this Aken Island, as well as the somewhat closed-off internal conditions of the academy it will take some time before the Rostailer family checks for your survival again. Unless Tanya sends a direct letter herself.

Thats the case. Even the Rostailer family, no matter how powerful, wouldnt dispatch people to this distant Aken Island, a part of the imperial outskirts, to verify the existence of someone already reported dead.

If my survival is to be reconfirmed, it would have to be through the spread of rumors. A rumor that a banished descendant of the Rostailers still lives on this island.

For the rumor to spread beyond the school and to the outside world, it would need the help of internal staffers, and it would take at least until the holiday season when they leave the island. It would be quite fortunate if the rumor even reached the Rostailer Estate after the holiday season.

From there, they would have to send someone to confirm my survival, make new assassination plans, and find a pretext to dispatch their people to the Sylvnia Academy again If all these processes were to start over, it wouldnt be surprising if it took at least half a year from now.

If we can delay that long, the Rostail family will likely be caught up in their own scenarios to deal with, and the household itself will be in crisis, so they wont have the leisure to worry about someone like me.

I wanted to talk to you about Tanya, whom I met at the royal residence.

The conversation didnt seem to connect, but I listened quietly to Jixs words.

Did you meet her in person?

Yes. After all, I was the one who stood by Tanya in the most extreme condition. She seemed to trust me quite a bit.

Jix paused briefly, sighed once more, and continued.

She looked terrible. Well, when I imagine Tanyas life at the academy it would be odd if she wasnt run-down. You know this too, Senior Enika.

Yeah right.

Enika set the water down and slowly spoke.

Ive already told Ed this, but its the worst possible situation for her. Shes handling the academys investigation, preparing for the student president elections, and facing the worst public opinion as an accused murderer. Still, she grits her teeth and endures. Perhaps Princess Penias support, taking on the political risk, stems from sympathy for Tanyas plight.

Your words are spot on, Senior Enika.

Jix sat on a rock, gazing quietly at the reddening sky.

Shes held out too long, cornered. That kind of burden isnt something a girl of her age should carry. Shell crumble soon enough.

Jix sought me out just to say that.

Theres going to be a declaration for the student president campaign this evening. Its a tradition to hold it on the first floor of Ovel Hall, next to the student square. There, she must face a tremendous amount of criticism and suspicion from the students.

After that, Jix didnt speak further. It seemed he thought any more would be overstepping.

I lay there staring at the sky. The sun was setting.

Important life decisions often come in such moments, decided in an instant.

Was the declaration for the student president election tonight?

I silently lowered my head and murmured softly.

Yes its time to bring an end to this life of seclusion.

*

Suddenly, a girls old memory springs to life.

Like most old memories, its much faded with time.

Yet when I piece together each and every scene into one memory, its not such a bad story.

A noble family revered throughout the empire. Three siblings from that family holding hands and going on an outing to a blossoming garden.

Arwen, Ed, and Tanya, singing together as they picked flowers to tie in their hair. Theyre enchanted by the beautiful scenery and the fresh scent of spring, joining hands.

Perhaps that was their last memory. From there on, Tanyas life is filled with nothing but heavy pressures and responsibilities.

It seems there was a time of happiness like that. I muse softly as I open my eyes to a dull reality.

Ovel Hall, first floor.

The eyes of those looking at Tanya are all filled with dark suspicion.

Despite her odious murder charge, shes set on gaining the student presidency, and they look at her as though she is consumed by a lust for power.

Tanya stands firm against the weighty hostility of the crowd.

She had decided not to run away from this malice.

Even if theres no clear path, she moves forward.

Countless people have tried to dissuade her from pursuing the presidency under these circumstances. Still, Tanya paid them no mind.

At Ophelis Hall, rain-drenched, she saw all too many challenge the impossible.

It may seem futile, but theres an inherent nobility in their determination. Believing this, she took the stage.

Compared to the hardships shes faced in life, the publics jeers werent all that significant.