I Will Be the Only One Who Heals at the Prison Academy - Chapter 358
358 – The Most Beautiful Woman #13
358 – The most beautiful woman # 13
“Victor, I heard there is a duel in the main stadium this evening!”
Someone ran to the club room in a hurry.
It was Victorica.
“A duel with a demon. What happened?”
“Nothing much.”
I just give a simple answer to the guy who looks embarrassed.
“There is an opponent blocking my eyes, so I just fight.”
“I’m saying this because I don’t think it’s something that can be said so simply… ! I’m saying this because you don’t know what kind of person Beowulf, the brave Dane, is… !?”
I knew very well that Victorica was the type of person who secretly worried a lot.
She thought this guy was going to be this loud so she wasn’t going to tell anyone.
Where on earth did you get the information from and then just babble about it?
“Where on earth did you hear this and why are you bothering me? That’s the look on your face.”
My facial expression is also incredibly recognizable.
These days, I feel like my iron-faced poker face is fading away.
Pot─.
Victorica laid a thin piece of paper on my desk.
It’s a newspaper.
“This evening, witness the struggle of a great hero in the grand stadium!”
There was a large photo in the newspaper.
It looks like someone painted a large amount of paint on the wall of the student center.
Obvious promotional act.
Was it Beowulf’s doing?
It seems like he is more serious about his self-promotion than I thought.
Isn’t this how the audience will flock?
From noble mtl dot come
Of course, it doesn’t matter to me whether there are people around or not.
“Victor─.”
“Shh, Victorica. Be quite. “It gets in the way of reading the book.”
“Book? Reading a book in this situation?”
“I’m reading it because this is the situation.”
Zek-.
I showed Victorica the cover of the book I was reading.
「History of the Danes」
「The Legend of Beowulf, the Legendary Hero」
「Charismatic Leader Beowulf」
“This…”
“I thought it would be a good idea to get to know your opponent before fighting. So I’m looking into it.”
“…”
Victorica also closed her mouth as if she was convinced.
No, the pouty look on his face means he’s still grumpy.
Where on earth does such grumpiness come from?
It looked as if it had two large grumpy sacs on its body.
“So, Victor. “Did you find out anything?”
“Not really. I once killed a monster stronger than steel by tearing it apart with my bare hands. “I was victorious after fighting the evil dragon, but the only thing I can say is that the wounds I received at that time ended my life.”
If the stories written are true, he was a formidable strongman.
Even though he became a Donggwijin, he defeated a Fairybane class single-handedly.
It means that it is an opponent that can never be ignored.
Victorica said.
“I can’t believe I would take on someone like that by myself. That’s what I don’t understand. It’s Tony’s honor. You are far from that kind of thing now. “Didn’t you originally dope or cheat to win?”
That was it.
In order to win, it is better to be thorough, whether by forming a large expedition of 16 people and beating the dragon or doping it with items such as food.
Now I can’t believe it’s a 1:1 match.
It wouldn’t have been understandable from Victoria’s perspective
“As expected, I’m with you… ” . It will definitely be helpful if I join the war as well. Wouldn’t the odds of winning be much higher that way? If we invest troops and manpower to capture them—.”
“No, it’s no use. It is said that the more enemies Beowulf faces, the greater his power. Unless you know how much it will increase, it is dangerous to hastily push for numbers.”
If you are careful, Ludens itself will be destroyed.
Damage only increases.
Therefore.
The reason I faced him alone was for the sake of ‘victory’.
This is far from being old-fashioned and wanting a fair and honest confrontation as a prosecutor.
“…”
Victoria closed her mouth.
There is a lot to say, but it seems like he is holding back.
I knew what he wanted to say.
He must have noticed my foolishness.
My lying fool.
However, the fact that she did not point that out seemed to indicate that Victorica, although always grumbling, was a good person who could not be helped.
It makes you want to be more foolish.
“If I win and come back, let me touch your chest.”
“… !”
* * *
“Victor!”
“Hey, Victor is coming!”
“By the way, what are the palm prints on your face?”
“I don’t know.”
Main playground.
There were a lot of people crowded in front of it like a swarm of bees.
━BIeeeee-.
━Miiiii-.
There are also real swarms of bees.
Is it Elizabeth and her sisters?
They must have come to support me.
“Hey, Victor!”
At that time, someone called me in a refreshing voice.
When I turned my head, Diarmid, who looked like a nobleman, came towards me and spoke to me.
“I can’t believe I ended up fighting a demon. Luke, I wanted to revenge that b*stard. Somehow I ended up losing the player to you.”
Did you come to support me?
But his expression was quite serious.
At the same time, it seemed like it was full of interest somewhere.
“Luke must be a formidable opponent since he has lost his mind. That’s Beowulf, the Dane hero. To be honest, I’m looking forward to what kind of fight he will show.”
“I understand.”
People flocking in.
Even a blind country can’t help but notice the strange anticipation written on their faces.
A hero that goes down in legend.
A person like that will face off against the people of this era in the main stadium.
I would also have seen the country.
Maybe that’s why so many people came.
“Nymph-friendly front row seats are for sale… !”
“This Ariole also sells hand-fried popcorn… !”
“Hoeh, this Hoenoi is personally publishing an article about today’s events… !”
So many different people flocked here.
Swoosh─.
Then someone pulls my collar.
When I turned my head, I saw Victorica wearing a robe.
Not the small one, but the slightly larger one.
“Victor, if the circumstances allow, I will join.”
I feel safe.
But as I said to the little one, it might be better to refuse this.
After reading a book I borrowed from the library, I heard that Beowulf has a strong resistance to magic.
As for the water ball Victorica, this large size may not be of much help in the fight against Beowulf. This is what ‘compatibility’ is like.
If there is anyone who can help, it would be this person.
“Little Zeke, it was nice to meet you.”
Kriemhild spoke to me as if I were dealing with a dying person.
From the looks of it, it doesn’t look like there’s anything you can do to help me.
“If you want to use Balmung’s power, it’s Jouuup Pat. Remember it well.”
“… Just remember. Rather, didn’t Nike or Enio come?”
I looked around my head.
The reason Nike is not visible is probably because he is holding that ‘lion’.
I don’t know why I can’t see Enio.
“…”
Well, I guess it doesn’t matter now.
Pot─.
He lightly slapped me on both cheeks with his palm and then entered the main playground.
That wide open space.
In the center, there was a man standing under the spotlight, and just by crossing his arms, it felt like a huge stadium was filling up.
Would it be like a giant tree that has been in place since the creation of the world?
I slowly approached him.
Slowly—eyes opening.
The man Beowulf said.
“I’ll praise you highly just for not running away. And not hiding behind girls. There are a lot of great girls there. I don’t mind if you jump in with them.”
“That won’t happen.”
I adjusted the belt around my waist.
Adjust the size tightly and check the connection between the scabbard and belt again.
Roll up your sleeves to an appropriate height and tidy up your neck collar.
A state of complete perfection with nothing disturbing about my body.
“I am ready.”
Sreuk─.
At my words, Beowulf spread one of his fingers.
“I always fight with all my might against those who challenge me. The same applies whether the person is an old man or a young child. But I’ll give you a handicap.”
“…”
“A duel that should have taken place in the graveyard. It was my greed that changed it to the middle of this wide and vast crowd. You could say it’s compensation for that.”
Slurp, slurp.
Beowulf unfastened the belt-like thing he was wearing on his back
Belts containing numerous weapons, including swords, spears, and bows, are rolling around on the floor.
“I will not use weapons. “I will fight you only with my bare hands, challenger.”
Are they bare hands?
It’s better than holding a weapon.
However, the strength of Beowulf that I read about in the book was not because he used a powerful magic sword or famous sword.
The strength of the body itself.
Even if you have bare hands, you can never let down your guard.
Crunchy-.
Beowulf breaking a small rock-like hand.
He said.
“Death is the perfection of man. By dying, I became a great hero and was finally able to enter the stage of glory. But what is this, what I am like now.”
Beowulf grinding his teeth.
It feels like thunder.
“My life has been stained. Mine. After this fight, I will defeat those who turned me into a demon. And you juniors who couldn’t stop me from becoming a demon also—!!!”
I see.
I can’t help but be angry that someone created a spin-off of the already completed series “Beowulf” And ruined the original work. It was a moment when I understood a little about his principles of action.
“So you were looking for Cain?”
“Okay. If he has already come back to life, he will have to suffer a grandiose death once again. Fighting and dying against someone who is said to be the strongest. Because that will complete me!”
Wow-.
A man with a clenched fist brings his fists neatly together in front of his face.
It’s the posture of a martial artist.
“Of course I am strong to the point of absurdity. So much so that it is not complete for anyone. So, child, try to complete my life. Otherwise, the only thing that will be completed is your clumsy life.”
“…”
“It’s your last chance. Call those girls over there with tense expressions on their faces. It’s okay to call men who are burning with enthusiasm. “Don’t call me cowardly.”
Beowulf cajoled me.
Is it showing mercy?
Maybe he wants to go on a rampage by taking advantage of the characteristic that the more enemies he has, the stronger his power becomes.
However.
Instead of shaking my head, I put my hand on the hilt of the sword.
“To defeat the brave Beowulf. Neither you nor I will be able to tolerate it unless it is a one-on-one, thorough match. That’s what defeating a hero is.”
I want to meet a strong man one-on-one.
I want to jump over the wall with all my might─.
That was my foolishness.
Opportunity like this.
It seemed like I would never come back again.
The limitations of the human being ‘I’.
I want to reach that.
As expected, I was a helpless Victor.
While desperately trying to avoid the fate of ‘death’.
On the other hand, a fire moth runs towards it at full speed.
“Victor, I will remember you as a brave boy.”
Paaang-!
When the man kicked the ground, there was a sound like a cannon exploding.
When I felt something huge and heavy rushing towards me, I had to instinctively raise my sword.
Kwaaang-!!!!
“… !!!”
There is a tremendous weight attached to the scabbard that is barely lifted.
It felt like an iron ball attached to a truck driving down the highway at full accelerator was hurtling towards me.
Buuung-.
My body flew in the opposite direction from which Beowulf attacked.
Yes, I can’t find anything more accurate than the expression, “I flew.”
The only thing that is similar is that I slipped on the playground.
Pababababababat-.
My legs slipped endlessly, leaving long marks on the playground.
It only stops when it has been pushed back a dozen meters.
“…”
“It’s pretty solid. Most of them broke without even being able to withstand a single blow.”
“Your body is pretty strong too.”
“What?”
Pabat-.
Blood spurts from Beowulf’s nape.
It’s probably because the carotid artery was cut.
“Oh my. Is it a sword that is invisible to the eye? It’s a talent that didn’t exist when I was there. The world seems to have developed in its own way since I died. “It will be more fun than you think.”
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