I Will Be the Only One Who Heals at the Prison Academy - Chapter 359



359 – The Most Beautiful Woman #14

359 – The most beautiful woman # 14

Paaang-!

A strong impact sound was heard.

The body of the boy who had been hit by her fist her rose into the air and rolled around on the floor.

“─Cutting time.”

Sigh-!

At the same time, blood spurted from her giant’s shoulder.

“Interesting! Is it the shoulder this time? When did they attack?”

“Okay, that’s it! Victor succeeded in attacking again!”

“That Beowulf guy, he says he’s a hero, but he can’t even land a single effective hit on Viktor!?”

“In comparison, Viktor blocks all of Beowulf’s attacks!”

The people watching this scene from the stands at the stadium were delighted.

The air is heating up.

The audience watching this scene through magic crystal cameras and TVs must also be equally happy.

The fight between Victor and Beowulf.

Contrary to what I thought would end with Beowulf’s one-sided beating, Viktor was holding up well.

If you look at it, it almost looked like they were pushing it.

Sreuk─.

Jin raised his glasses.

He evaluates the current situation.

“Beowulf was called a hero, but he was a man from a long time ago. Even after his death, mankind continued to develop technology while experiencing numerous wars and wars. Arclight’s swordsmanship is the pinnacle of his advanced skills.”

It was a difficult explanation.

So much so that Christina, who was unfamiliar with combat, could only tilt her head and ask back.

“So, you’re saying that Victor-kun has a chance of winning? Does that mean so? To be honest, I’m so nervous that I can’t watch this. If Victor gets hit even once by that big fist…”

“Technology is created by combining human wisdom to fight against the strong. “The strategy that a genius like Victor devises to overcome a strong person like Beowulf is truly a skill.”

“That means… ?”

“Viktor, a master of arclight swordsmanship, the pinnacle of skill. And Beowulf, an overwhelmingly strong man who does not even need technology or weapons, their duel may be the most difficult issue in human history.”

“No, so Victor can win!”

Scream-.

When Christina gets angry, Gene’s glasses creak.

Jin rewrote it and spoke lightly.

“I do not know either. However, if we were to predict, the probability of Victor winning is only about 100%. To be honest, if Beowulf was an opponent, even 100% would be great…”

“It’s only 10%, Jin, that’s pure bullshit!”

Christina was now looking at her best friend her Hilde.

Hilde’s expression she is quite serious.

The same was true for Skadi next to him and the student council president, Victorica.

Hilde said.

“Victor is being pushed out.”

“Why? Beowulf is the one shedding blood. Victor is defending against all attacks from that big man. But why are you being pushed out?”

Christina couldn’t understand.

Skadi touched her side and frowned.

“Victor’s attacks are shallow. At best, it’s just scratching the skin. Even that recovers quickly thanks to its monstrous healing power. But that Beowulf’s attack is at the level of a falling meteorite. Even if we try to block that, wouldn’t the shock be prevented?”

Skadi that fought huge monster last night.

He defended his fist with his arm, but was unable to handle the impact and his ribs were shattered.

In just one shot.

If his body is strong, he is like Skadi, who never fails.

In Skadi’s eyes, Viktor had reached his ‘limit’ 10 minutes after the game started.

The number of times I have been punched by a man has already exceeded 10.

Even if you increase your physical strength through doping, you may be reaching your limit.

“That guy isn’t showing any signs of pain, but all of his ribs are already shattered. His posture is unnatural. The arm or hand holding the sword is also fragile. “I’m probably running out of all the potions I packed.”

I am facing a strong person like the huge fire dragon Fairybane alone.

If it is natural, it may be a natural result.

Christina moistened the area around her eyes.

“Well, then shouldn’t we stop it quickly!? We can help! What are you going to do if Victor dies like this? !”

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Christina had a point.

Even if Christina didn’t say it, Skadina Hilde was thinking of making an immediate move depending on the outcome of this fight.

If Viktor’s life seems truly in danger, he intends to storm in and rescue him.

Of course, Beowulf will go berserk.

A massacre may unfold at Ludens Stadium.

In the first place, Majin Beowulf is a villain who attacks indiscriminately in search of a fight.

In fact, the current Victor chose to bind Beowulf with his own body

To prevent Myne’s anger from turning on her innocent students, she used her own life as bait.

Christina also knew that well.

The reason Viktor accepted such an unfavorable 1:1 match was to prevent Beowulf’s influence from causing damage to other students.

Also, it is meant to buy time before dealing with the demon.

Hilde said.

“We need to figure out the hero Beowulf’s movements, weaknesses, actions, and habits in this fight. Only then will Victor’s sacrifice not be meaningless.”

Kuwoouk-.

Christina felt a little sad as she watched Hilde clenching her fists.

It seemed like it was already becoming an established fact that Victor would ‘die’.

So Christina held back her sadness and spoke to Victorica.

“Why did you accept this fight? You were Victor’s fiancé! Actually, I hate Victor! I hate Victor, so I intentionally let him die… !?”

It was a thorny story.

So much so that an awl pierces the heart of Victorica as she listens.

But Victorica did not refute.

They drove Victor to death─

In a way, it was as he said.

But.

Victorica couldn’t stop Victor.

It was like that in the past, but Victor was always insensitive to ‘what he wanted to do.’

He doesn’t tell anyone what he wants to do.

But this time was different.

“Victor said he wanted to fight Beowulf alone.”

Victor’s lies and foolishness.

Victorica saw through it.

But she couldn’t refuse it.

Although she had felt it for some time, Victorica was surprisingly weak to Victor’s foolishness.

‘But if Viktor collapses and dies because of that…’

Victorica also had a lot of worries.

As she was thinking for a while, Kriemhild, who was next to her with his arms crossed, spoke.

“You say you’re little Zeke’s fiancé?”

“…”

“Then just watch quietly. Men sometimes want to show off in front of women. No matter how old you are, you still want to show off like a child.”

“… “A child.”

“If you come now and interfere with this or that, you might end up inflicting a bigger wound on the boy’s heart than that ignorant Beowulf’s fist.”

Victorica knew that much.

However, even though I know this, I can’t help but feel hesitation.

“In fact, Victor was a coward. He is a coward who hides in his room his his his saying he had a nightmare. He is a knife wielder and hates cutting people. He said he had no talent with a sword. However, if there is someone in trouble, he will attack them while hurting himself…”

“That’s cool. Even if he didn’t defeat the dragon or the manticore, he still deserves to be called a hero. Still, little Kriemhild, there is something wrong with you.”

“I got it wrong… ?”

“Victor, there’s something about that boy that I can’t explain. If that guy can bring out even 100% of Balmung’s power, it’s this fight. Honestly, I think the win rate will rise to 30%.”

I knew that Kriemhild trained Viktor.

Also, the ‘Balmung’ that Victorica gave to Victor is a greater sword than expected.

In fact, thanks to his strong sword, Victor was able to lead this fight to some extent.

The ‘potential’ that Victor possesses.

Come to think of it, it seems like her own father, Cain, also said that.

I was about to think that perhaps he had said this considering his compatibility with ‘Balmung’.

Clink-.

I heard the sound of something breaking to pieces.

As he rolled his eyes, the blade of the sword in Viktor’s hand was lying on the floor like shards of glass.

* * *

A person must be good at math.

For example, calculating remaining HP.

You must be thorough in calculating damage to prevent accidents.

In that sense, my HP was almost okay.

In comparison, Beowulf’s remaining HP is…

“Victor, is it already over? It shows even more of that magical sword power!”

I don’t know how much.

At least half, or at worst it might be full.

The wounds I cut have already been cleaned up without leaving any scars.

Mine’s unique regenerative power is enormous.

“If you don’t come, I’m coming!”

Hooo!

The powerful fist rushed towards my torso again.

I raised my sword and defended myself as usual.

Even though I defended myself, the shock made my eyes dizzy.

Already broken ribs and injured internal organs are screaming.

But it’s okay.

Because there was still room for potions.

We were thorough in calculating damage and HP.

Clink-.

At that time, my hands became much lighter.

As he struggled to roll his eyes, Balmung, who was dazzlingly reflecting the light, broke like a thrown glass cup and rolled around on the floor.

“…”

“Balmung” Was destroyed.

The sword that boasts the highest durability shatters?

It looks like the durability calculation was wrong.

This may be because Beowulf’s attack power was much higher than I expected.

“It seemed like a valuable sword, but it turned out to be a shame. So, I am a swordsman with a strange swordsmanship. “Now that the sword has been shattered, do you have any other talents you can show?”

Sereung-.

I pulled out the store-made iron sword I was wearing at my waist.

Paaang-!

It too is shattered by Beowulf’s fist.

Can’t withstand even a single blow.

“No way, ‘Weapon Break’…”

“Yes, there are few weapons that can withstand my grasp. Whether it’s someone else’s weapon or my own weapon. That’s the way it is. A true weapon is neither a famous sword nor a magic trick. A strong body─, a natural body!!!”

Gwaaagh-.

Beowulf clenching his fist.

The power radiating from his body is no less than that of the dragon Fairybane.

I felt like I was naked in front of a huge dragon without even a sword.

But you must remain calm.

It’s about thinking.

“My own body is my true weapon… ! Everything else is just a false apostle! Overwhelming power is the only thing that can defeat an opponent… !”

The man who was shouting loudly while looking in all directions suddenly expanded.

Has it grown?

No, it narrowed the distance towards me.

Huuung-.

A fist pulled back with force.

There seems to be no technique or talent.

It’s probably not necessary.

“Take it!!!”

“… !!!!”

Paaang-!

Blood spurted from my mouth as the pain shook my body.

I raised my arm to block, but the impact felt like my arm was crushed.

All the air contained in the chest is suddenly expelled through the mouth, and not even a scream comes out.

How many times and how many times did Balmung prevent this kind of shock?

It is also natural for it to be shattered.

“Victor—!!!”

The sound of someone shouting my name could be clearly heard in this noisy stadium.

Who is it?

I don’t know who it was, but thanks to him, I was able to get up from my prone position.

“Oh, is it still happening? You fought well boy. When the second volume of Beowulf’s story is completed, your name will also be written in large letters there—.”

“…”

A huge man says something.

But I couldn’t hear anything anymore in my ears or head.

Something like this.

I have felt it.

Everything around me becomes blurred and only my senses become particularly vivid.

─Probably the state of death.

I am dying.

Are you going to try your best and die again?

No way.

“… If you die this time, follow the tutorial and shower with the river of Lethe… Everything.”

━Welcome… ! That I was waiting… !

Write.

It’s like hearing a real voice!

Juseomjuseom.

I rummaged through my pockets.

Last remaining potion.

I quickly tried to recover my stamina with that, but it was no use.

Grumbling-.

The potion flowed like blood between the broken glass bottles and soaked the floor.

“… “If only there was inventory.”

Empty pocket.

Luke, Yumi, Enio, and most people all have a magical talent.

I didn’t have anything like that.

You have to carry each potion and luggage.

As a result, something like this happens.

What would it have been like if there had been so much talent in the first place?

If only I had a blessed body.

If only I could use magic.

If only I had a little more talent in swordsmanship.

If I had a lot of money.

If both my parents were alive.

If only my personality was a little brighter and more optimistic.

It’s purely full of deficiency.

… Just coming this far in the first place may have been amazing.

“If I knew it would be like this… Chest… “I should have touched it.”

“I don’t know what you were mumbling about earlier. It looks very painful. “I’ll make it easier for you in no time as a reward for showing me such fun skills.”

Kwaaang-!

My eyes lit up.

My body seemed to be free as it rose into the air, but then I was pulled to the floor by a merciless force.

“Okay, lie down.”

“…”

Soon, the man’s expression distorted for the first time, as if he had translated the word ‘confident’ into human form.

“… Why don’t you fall down? Your remaining vitality would have already expired. This is impossible. It’s against Ludens’ rules!”

Yes.

That’s what I think.

I think it would be more comfortable if I just lay down.

My body is as heavy as an oil tanker sinking into the deep sea.

I think HP has already reached 0.

A guy like me has to wake up.

That fact made me laugh.

“… Death takes my life… It’s like playing with dice.”

“Playing with dice? What nonsense─. You seem to be out of your mind from shock. A guy who doesn’t even have a sword to hang on to anymore. He’s like a dead corpse. “I’m telling you to fall down quickly!”

Paaang-!

The fist hits the body again.

But it didn’t hurt.

The senses must have already been damaged.

Pain is caused by the desire for ‘life’.

Now that I can’t feel it, I might already be dead.

“… Why! Why don’t you die? Why doesn’t it fall down? !”

I don’t know either.

In my heart, there is an iron pillar that cannot be broken.

It keeps making me stand up.

Wake up and do what?

There is no sword.

“I don’t have any magic power…”

There is no money.

I don’t have any parents, and all I have is a terrible misfortune.

I have nothing.

What can I do with nothing?

Am I unable to cut down the huge enemy in front of me?

“What is cutting down the enemy… ?” .”

Sword.

Blade.

No, no.

I finally felt like I knew a little bit.

“Arclight’s footmanship is… A technique of pulling out a sword from its sheath and cutting it apart in an instant. “The more you remain silent and restrained, the more powerful it becomes.”

I finally understand.

Arclight’s swordsmanship.

Something that can be called the ‘source’.

Until now, I haven’t even been able to reach the source.

Now I understand the fact that Cain called me a talentless idiot.

“My body is a sheath…”

“What are you talking about, you monster—! Stop dying now—!!!”

The man’s fist rushes towards my face.

If I get hit by that, I will die this time.

But.

The fist slowly stops without touching my face, and before I know it, the whole world has stopped.

A world at rest.

One terrible second of Nayuta’s life where I couldn’t even hear the noise everyone was talking about or even my own heavy breathing.

I thought about the time as if it was a gift someone gave me.

“… My body is nothing but a sheath. Truly cutting down the enemy… It is a will sharpened within the body.”

The will to cut down the enemy.

It kills people.

That’s what makes people rich.

It ends up raising a dying person.

In every action, there is a will that precedes the result.

And I always lived with the ‘will’ to do something hidden in my heart.

Just like a swordsman hides his sword deep in its scabbard.

Tied heavy and tightly into a knot.

Yes, even tying it in a knot.

“Arclight.”

Refer to what you want to do.

Refer to what you want to say.

“Epiphany.”

Doing something you don’t want to do.

Saying things you don’t want to say.

“One meal.”

I hate that kind of life now.

That is truly the healing I seek.

“Cutting the knot.”

Saaagh─!!!!!

“… Nooo… !!! Geaaagh-!!!”

Even though I didn’t swing the sword.

I felt like something was splitting apart.

I feel like the knot that was tightly tying me up has been loosened.

When I came to my senses.

“…”

There were no longer thick walls or ceilings blocking my path.

I was the only one standing under the night sky and the stars in the vast playground.

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