In the Aerial Garden of the Great Tree in the middle of the night,
While the Slave Angel Race, who had just been punished, were exhausted,
The two angels monitoring them, Ms. Milina and Ms. Josena, were among the few spectators.
“What’s going to happen now?”
“Thank you for letting them rest, for now.”
By the way, the five people who were withered were being cared for by three Urban Lamias who had become one with the Great Tree.
Though, the punishment was scheduled to resume after the duel.
(This cheeky child needs to be taught a lesson.)
But weren’t the Angel Race quite a bit older?
Well, whatever. Mr. Amatatsu also appeared from the ground,
And Nataira, in a style befitting a dancer Adventurer, held throwing knives in both hands.
“Well then, twenty matches. The sword just needs to touch,
Direct magic attacks are prohibited, but auxiliary magic is allowed.”
“Magic support is fine, then?” “As long as you don’t hit directly.”
It is, after all, a duel.
Flowers on the upper part of the tree shone brightly, bathing us in light.
The preparations for the confrontation were complete.
“So then, here I come, Mr. Derus is the leading Owner, right?”
“Yes, Nataira, I won’t lose!”
“Nataira, you too, Owner!” “Yes, I’ll definitely take at least one point!”
Facing each other with considerable distance apart…
Amidst the watchful eyes of the sleepy Kidnap Monkeys,
Mr. Amatatsu’s voice echoed through the Aerial Garden…!!
“Begin!!”
Leaping into the air,
Nataira throws a throwing knife as she spins!
But it stuck even though it was supposed to just touch!!
(Well, I can dodge it with ease anyway.)
The returning knife can be roughly predicted by its trajectory.
I had already anticipated that she would throw three knives while appearing to throw two.
And so, I easily got behind her and touched her with my sword.
“Heeey, Derus, one point!”
“Bu-but, I’m not done yet!!”
“Are you okay? Do you have more tricks up your sleeve?” “Yes!!”
Creating distance again, just like that.
“Begin!!”
Only the start command is serious, Mr. Amatatsu.
And then, Nataira uses magic…!!
“Shooting Star Heal!!”
No, what are you doing?
Ah, this is a blinding move.
(The idea is good, but it’s within expectations.)
Throwing knives fly from the gaps in the pouring Light Magic.
But I dodge them precisely, slip in, and get behind her again.
“You’re not going to say it’s my win because the Healing Magic hit me, are you?”
“I-I understand!”
“Nyahaha, here comes the third point~”
Thus, Nataira fought valiantly, but…
“Yeah, yeah, Derus eighteen wins~ Just two more!”
“That ‘Iron Fan’ is a good weapon.”
“Yes, Ms. Lulunojo recommended it!”
That old woman had a silver fan, so this must be a lower-tier version.
I should have recommended the more expensive one.
But perhaps it was still too soon for Nataira to afford it with her own money?
“Alright then… Begin!!”
“Fire Dance!”
“Huh? A Level 1 skill?!”
Why is she using her initial Dancer skill here again?
Ah, right, her magic power must have run out waiting.
“Honestly, if you’re out of ideas, you should at least…”
*Clink!!*
“Huh?!”
A throwing knife hit my back!
“That’s it, winner, Nataira!”
“Whaaaaaaat?!!”
“I did it! I finally got one point!!”
Wh-what just happened?!!
“Um, how did you hit me?”
“I hit one of the throwing knives with the Fire Dance flame and changed its direction!”
“You did such a skillful maneuver?!” “I can manage to move one fire ball.”
This was unexpected, but…
“Magic attacks are prohibited.”
“It was just auxiliary magic, not a direct attack!”
“B-but… um, Mr. Amatatsu?” “Alright, we’ll deliberate!”
As I wondered what they would do,
Ms. Milina and Ms. Josena, who had been watching, were discussing something.
One of the Kidnap Monkeys secretly joined in… Ah, it’s over!
“The result of the deliberation is~ Mr. Derus Owner was too careless! Nataira wins!!”
“Wow!!”
“I loseeeeeeeeeeeeee!!”
Yes, it’s my loss for creating that opening.
“Then, the last one~ Begin!”
“Wha?!” “Hut!” “Whoa!”
I parried the immediate attack.
“Shuuu~~ryooo~~~, Derus 19 wins, Nataira 1 win.”
“I got one point! As promised, embrace me tonight, no, right now!”
“I-I, well, um, yes…” “EEEEHHHH?!”
The two angels reacted!
“If I-I win, if I get even one point, I can be embraced?”
“Alright, I’ll also… The chance is twenty matches, right?”
“No, no, that’s only for regular members!” “You’re too close, too close!!”
One of the listless Slave Angels sat up.
“…But isn’t the opponent human?”
“Actually, there’s an item that can transform a human into an Angel Race for two hours!”
“If I win, I’ll use that… and I’ll play however Mr. Derus desires.”
No, no, don’t talk like you’re being so understanding!
(Another Bird Burial play… No, I won’t duel anyway!)
“Mr. Amatatsu.”
“What is it, nya? Want to fight me again?”
“I’m done with duels. I’m going back to the room, so let’s resume the punishment.” “Roger that~”
The vine tentacles lifted the five Slave Angels again!
“For now, Nataira, let’s go back to the room.”
“Yes, let’s take a bath together again ♪”
…Since I lost, I guess I have to accept my fate.
(It would be bad to postpone it, saying I’m busy with tomorrow’s auction.)
Nataira, with a very spoiled expression,
Leaned on me as we left the Aerial Garden together.
Behind us, we could hear the screams of the resuming punishment…
