𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝟎: 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐕𝐒 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐)
Strong!
This guy is strong!
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I’m being pushed into a defensive position.
It feels like he’s reading my every move, where I’m going to attack, how I’m going to defend.
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I know this style of fighting.
It’s just like me.
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“So, you’re Dagan’s Strategist!”
“I’m Lithu! Remember me until your last breath!”
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His black hair is disheveled, and he seems to have minor injuries here and there, but his swordsmanship is sharp and strong.
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“What’s the point of a duel now!”
“If only you weren’t here!”
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We’re evenly matched.
He’s a tough opponent.
It’s like fighting a reflection of myself in a mirror.
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I can read his moves. So can he.
That’s why I can’t land a fatal blow, and the anxiety that it’s all over if I misread his moves is eating away at me.
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“The top brass who avoided a quick battle and entered pointless negotiations! You, who burned our food supplies with your incomprehensible tricks!”
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While avoiding his menacing sword, I try to create some distance.
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Did he know?
No, of course he would. He’s a Strategist.
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Even if I don’t make it to the float train, he’ll probably figure out that I’m up to something.
After all, the towns and villages where supplies are gathered are being attacked.
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And Dagan must have spies, too. So they’ve found out my name.
Impressive.
But I don’t like the kind of excellence that sacrifices allies to win.
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“Surrender, Lithu. You must realize by now that there’s no way for Dagan to win.”
“Shut up! You’re coming down with me, Lionel!”
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No good!
He’s not listening!
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I swing my sword as I retreat.
And my whole body hurts. I just fell off a horse, after all.
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“Don’t you dare hurt my mom!”
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Suddenly, Asuka descended.
With a tremendous noise, Oracion and Lithu’s swords clashed.
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“Asuka?!”
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She’s back.
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But how did she get back?
While I was falling off my horse, my allies on horseback were moving forward.
It’s not easy to go against the flow.
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“I jumped from horse to horse! To save my mom!”
“O, Okay.”
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She’s an acrobat.
It’s both gratifying and embarrassing to be so worried about.
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“To be saved by a little girl! You’re a pathetic man!”
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Enraged, Lithu attacked Asuka, but that was reckless.
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After only two or three exchanges, he was easily cut down.
There was no climax.
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There’s no way a Strategist, not exactly a front-line job, could beat Asuka, who has been given the title of Fighting God.
No matter how much he anticipates, the attacks come at a speed that surpasses even that anticipation.
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“Who is this guy, mom?”
“He’s the enemy’s Strategist. If Asuka hadn’t come, I would have lost. You saved me.”
“Nyahahaha! But mom, your arm?!”
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Asuka, who had been laughing, suddenly turned pale and rushed over.
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Arm?
When I looked down at my arm, my left arm was dangling.
It’s completely broken.
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“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch……”
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The pain hit me as soon as I realized it.
Until a moment ago, I was on the brink of life and death, so I didn’t have the luxury of noticing my injuries.
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So I was suggesting surrender with my left arm dangling like this.
No wonder he didn’t accept.
That’s embarrassing.
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Walking with Asuka’s support.
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Although we’ve defeated the Strategist Lithu, there are still many enemies left, and it will take some time before the situation is resolved.
I can’t fight in this state, so I’m retreating to the main camp’s tent where the medical team is.
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“By the way, Asuka, you don’t have to come with me. Are you okay with missing the chance to earn military honors?”
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The overall advantage of the Masrur army is unshakable, so it will gradually transition to a mop-up operation.
There should be a chance to capture the enemy’s general.
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“Huh?! What are you talking about?! Mommy Nel’s health is more important than any military honor!”
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I was scolded.
I’m grateful, but as a man, I feel complicated.
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“Mama Nel?! Are you okay?!”
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As we approached the tent, a pale-faced Meisha rushed out.
And I ended up being supported on both sides.
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Please stop it, both of you.
It’s like I’m seriously injured.
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“If a broken bone isn’t a serious injury, then we don’t need the word ‘serious injury’ in this world!”
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While being scolded with this mysterious theory, I was laid down on a makeshift bed set up inside the tent.
They could just quickly fix me up with the usual healing magic.
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“This is probably a broken rib as well. What happened? Asuka.”
“An enemy charged in and knocked me off my horse.”
“Oh? And what happened to that enemy?”
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Meisha’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Being a beauty, she has an incredible presence.
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“I killed him. He seemed to be the enemy’s Strategist. He was upset about losing to Mom and tried to take him with him.”
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Asuka gave a casual explanation.
I think the story I told was a bit more subdued.
If she talks about it like a jealous demon, Ritchu won’t rest in peace.
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“Did he think he could beat Mama Nel in the first place? That’s presumptuous.”
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While expressing her indignation, Meisha removed my breastplate and stripped off my blood-soaked clothes.
And Asuka is watching it with concern.
They’re making a big deal out of it.
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“Mom!”
“Neldan-san!”
“Nelnel!”
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Miliaria, Meg, and Salieri have even come to the tent.
What about your own jobs, guys?
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