First of All, I’m Drinking - Chapter 75

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Episode 75

 

“David! What are you doing!”

 

Looking around, I noticed that Class A’s Forwards had already penetrated deep into Class B’s territory, led by their libero Ersea.

 

This guy was the only one still engaged in combat in the Supporter’s area.

 

“Ugh! Just wait a little! I’ll be there soon!”

 

The Male Student called David seemed to grow impatient and intensified his attacks even more.

 

As his movements became larger, his openings grew as well.

 

I could end this with just one attack, but continuing this tedious exchange was also torture.

 

Thwack!

 

Finally, I struck David’s temple with the flat of my blade.

 

“Ugh!”

 

David collapsed and fainted on the spot.

 

“Ha, this bastard is pathetically weak.”

 

Even if I wanted to go easy on him, I couldn’t because it was too frustrating.

 

I turned my head to check the battle situation.

 

Class A’s Forwards were fiercely pressing Class B’s defense.

 

Even though Max, their libero, wasn’t joining the attack and was guarding in front of their base, it seemed difficult to stop Class A’s offensive.

 

Swish-!

 

Class A’s Ersea swung his sword.

 

Aura gathered at the sword’s tip, forming the shape of a roaring dragon.

 

Crash-!

 

The blue-glowing dragon rampaged through Class B’s defense as if it were truly alive.

 

“Aaaaah!”

 

Class B’s Keepers screamed amidst the devastation caused by the dragon.

 

Red wounds kept increasing, and eventually they fell one by one, unable to endure.

 

Separating aura from the body and projecting it is the exclusive domain of Sword Masters.

 

Of course, Ersea’s level wasn’t that of a Sword Master.

 

It seemed to be a type of family secret technique that mimicked the projection of sword energy.

 

Like the lion’s roar that Hiscliffe had demonstrated in the previous match.

 

“Ugh…”

 

Though not as powerful as a real Sword Master’s sword energy, Ersea’s attack was definitely effective.

 

“Huff, huff.”

 

In an instant, all of Class B’s defense except Max was wiped out.

 

Even Max was barely maintaining his balance, using his sword as a cane.

 

“Really, why is a libero playing defense? If you had gone on the attack, you wouldn’t have had to face me.”

 

Ersea clicked his tongue as if feeling sorry for Max, who was struggling to hold on.

 

“I’ll put you out of your misery now.”

 

Swish-!

 

Ersea thrust his sword, aiming for the back of Max’s head.

 

Flash!

 

Sparks flew from Max’s eyes.

 

“Haaaah-!”

 

Clang!

 

Max’s sword drew a circle and blocked Ersea’s slash.

 

Ersea’s eyes widened, not expecting to be blocked in this situation.

 

Whooom-!

 

The aura surrounding Max’s body flowed into his sword, expanding its size.

 

Max’s sword, which had been just an ordinary longsword, transformed into the shape of a massive greatsword imbued with aura.

 

This was a different application method from Expert Class aura blades.

 

The aura surrounding the sword kept expanding until it became large enough to cover half the Battlefield.

 

I knew this technique.

 

“Take this!”

 

Max’s abnormally enlarged sword fell with the momentum to destroy everything.

 

Argent secret swordsmanship.

 

Solar Crush.

 

Crash-!

 

The ground shook violently with a tremendous roar.

 

Dust scattered and created a fog that obscured vision.

 

“…”

 

A moment later.

 

The dust cleared.

 

“This is…”

 

“Max!”

 

Max was lying unconscious on the ground.

 

Ersea was standing with difficulty, holding Class B’s flag in his hand.

 

At first glance, it seemed like Max’s final strike hadn’t worked on Ersea.

 

“Ah, my head hurts.”

 

Of course, the truth wasn’t that simple.

 

“Hah, royalty really is different. I was too careless.”

 

Ersea staggered, clutching his head with each step he took.

 

Thud.

 

Eventually, he fell after taking only a few steps forward while holding the flag.

 

Ersea, who had fallen face-first on the ground, lost consciousness without being able to get up.

 

Max’s desperate, all-out attack had brought down the 2nd-ranked first-year student.

 

“Wooooh!”

 

“Amazing! Prince Max!”

 

Applause and cheers erupted from the seats.

 

Students who knew the skill difference between Ersea and Max felt how incredible the miracle Max had just achieved was.

 

‘Good job, kid.’

 

With satisfaction evident in my voice, I lightly rubbed my nose with my index finger.

 

Of course, it was partly because Ersea, confident in victory and careless, had taken the Imperial House’s secret technique head-on.

 

However, the reason Max was ultimately able to cause this upset was because he had consistently trained in swordsmanship.

 

“Class A’s libero has been eliminated!”

 

“Protect the flag!”

 

The battle situation was still unfavorable for Class B.

 

Only one person from Class A had become unable to fight – their libero Ersea.

 

Meanwhile, Class B’s libero Max had also fainted, and their Keepers were completely wiped out.

 

“Take the flag, Seria!”

 

Class A’s Forward took the flag from Ersea’s hand and passed it to Seria, their Supporter.

 

Seria grasped the flag, her shimmering silver hair flowing in the wind.

 

“…”

 

That girl.

 

When she was young, I only ever saw her either smiling brightly or pouting sulkily, so I didn’t know.

 

‘When she hardens her expression and stands there coldly, she can actually project quite a sharp sense of intimidation, can’t she?’

 

Indeed, Class B’s Supporters who faced Seria gulped nervously.

 

“Damn it, this isn’t the time to celebrate just because Ersea was eliminated.”

 

“Everyone focus! If we lose it here, it’s over!”

 

Seria’s rank was 5th among first-year students.

 

At least among Class B’s Supporters, there was no student who could face Seria one-on-one.

 

Whoosh-!

 

Seria charges across the battlefield.

 

“Block her!”

 

Class B supporters collectively stood in her way, but.

 

Swish-!

 

“Aaaahhh!”

 

With one swing of Seria’s sword, they scattered and flew in all directions.

 

The few remaining members were closely marked by Class A supporters.

 

One marker was assigned to me as well.

 

“I’m your opponent! Don’t even dream of crossing swords with Her Highness, the pride of the Empire!”

 

He spout cringe-worthy nonsense in a rough voice that made my skin crawl.

 

His admiration for Seria was so vivid it reached even me, who was seeing him for the first time today.

 

Seria, do you perhaps.

 

Have a fan club at school or something?

 

Whoosh-

 

While the supporters faced off against each other, Seria leisurely passed by us and handed the flag to the Keeper.

 

If the Keeper just plants the flag in Class A’s base, this match will be over.

 

‘What are our team’s Forwards doing? Don’t tell me they were all wiped out?’

 

I turned my head to see what was happening in Class A’s territory.

 

At that moment.

 

Whoooosh-

 

A red sky covers the entire training ground.

 

The seats, the battlefield, even the platform where the professors sat.

 

All objects of this world vanished, replaced by a vast open field.

 

The outskirts of the field were densely surrounded by black trees.

 

A blood-red moon harmonizing with the red sky emitted ominous moonlight.

 

No trace of the First Indoor Training Ground could be found.

 

We were instantly thrown into an ominous and unfamiliar space.

 

-This kind of ability, it’s rare but I’ve seen those who use it before.

 

The voice of Lipton, Baal’s cardinal from years ago, flashed through my mind.

 

-Prince, were you also a Battle Field awakener?

 

Among humans, there are rare individuals born with special powers that are neither mana nor aura.

 

Collectively called unique ability users.

 

Among them, the most peculiar and rare Battle Field was the ability to transform an area into a battlefield favorable to oneself.

 

‘I’ve only read about this in books, this is my first time seeing it in person.’

 

Possessing a unique ability alone guarantees a certain level of martial prowess.

 

Moreover, I heard that when mastered, it can sometimes surpass Master Class power.

 

Someone with such a special ability couldn’t just be an ordinary student.

 

“Ugh.”

 

Veronica clutched her chest and breathed heavily.

 

“This is totally… cheating…”

 

Thud.

 

Veronica, who was serving as Forward, exhausted her strength right in front of Class A’s base.

 

Standing before her was a girl with long flowing red hair.

 

First-year overall rank 1, Meirei Estrada.

 

“Veronica, you lasted quite a while this time though.”

 

“She even made Meirei deploy her Battle Field, didn’t she?”

 

Among the Forwards, only Veronica had fallen so far.

 

However, the rest didn’t look to be in very good condition either.

 

Moreover, Class B’s flag had already been handed over to Class A’s Keeper.

 

The Keeper holding the flag had almost reached the base.

 

The Forwards, who had their hands full just dealing with Meirei, seemed to have no strength left to stop him.

 

‘It’ll be over soon.’

 

Now that the end of the match was right around the corner.

 

I felt somewhat sorry for the Class B children.

 

Everyone was giving their best effort in the match.

 

I was the only one harboring thoughts other than victory in this match.

 

The thought that I should have helped a bit more belatedly raised its head.

 

‘…Should I help out just a tiny bit?’

 

The outcome of the match wouldn’t change with this much anyway.

 

At most, it would open up the possibility for a final desperate struggle.

 

According to Max, class rankings are greatly influenced by the process as well, so it wouldn’t be completely meaningless.

 

Whoooosh-

 

I dispelled Meirei’s Battle Field.

 

For me, who handles the authority of space, this much is simple work.

 

The red sky and blood-colored shining moon disappeared.

 

The scenery returned to the familiar appearance of the indoor training ground we knew.

 

“What, you dispelled it already?”

 

“Victory is right in front of us, what’s the point of maintaining it longer.”

 

The students were nonchalant as if it was nothing special.

 

Even Meirei herself, though she might realize something unexpected had occurred.

 

Surely she wouldn’t notice that I was the one who dispelled the Battle Field…

 

Chill-

 

Meirei widened her eyes and stared piercingly at somewhere.

 

At the end of that gaze was none other than me.

 

‘Huh?’

 

No, damn it.

 

‘She notices this?’

 

No way. Our eyes just happened to meet by coincidence.

 

There’s already a monster named Ragnor, and now there’s another one with such outstanding talent.

 

It doesn’t make sense.

 

It must be that.

 

Tap tap tap tap.

 

‘Why is that girl.’

 

Suddenly running all the way here?

 

Wasn’t she the Keeper?

 

Crash-!

 

Meirei, who had left her territory, clashed swords with me.

 

The intense vibration felt through the sword handle.

 

Meirei’s burning gaze was still fixed on me.

 

[Class A, disqualified! Since Meirei the Keeper left her territory, this match goes to Class B.]

 

Even though Amelia declared the disqualification, Meirei paid no heed.

 

Her sword pressed against me with sticky killing intent.

 

Meirei was swinging her sword with the genuine resolve to kill me.

 

As if she knew that no matter what she did, I would never die.

 

[That’s enough of your insolence, Meirei.]

 

Amelia, who had been on the platform, came down directly to restrain Meirei.

 

[If you swing your sword at Asel one more time, I’ll turn you over to the disciplinary committee.]

 

Only then did Meirei lower her sword.

 

Looking at her expression, she still seemed ready to cause trouble though.

 

“Professor, I have a proposal.”

 

As expected.

 

Meirei looked up at Amelia and opened her mouth.

 

[Speak.]

 

“I would like to formally duel this transfer student in the presence of a judge. If I lose, I will withdraw from school.”

 

At Meirei’s bombshell declaration as the rank 1 student, everyone—professors and students alike—fell into shock.

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