The Twice-Exiled Adventurer, Using His Super Rare Skills To Train a Squad of Beautiful Girls! – Chapter 92

𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗𝟐: 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏)

“Eh? No, no! We all fought together! Linus-san delivered the finishing blow!”

Asuka hastily waved her hands.

Back and forth.

This girl doesn’t need to embellish her bravery at all. Her battle history itself is like a saga.

Moreover, she is not the type to lie.

“Yes. But there are remnants left.”

Smiling brightly, the chief priest explained.

It’s like a mark left when an Asura god dies, a sign that it was good to fight this creature.

It’s clearly recognizable to those who can see it.

To put it vulgarly, Asuka caught the eye of the Asura gods.

Over time, this will turn into a curse that incites more battles with this creature, drawing various disasters.

“Ah, so that’s why you suggested going to the shrine, Salieri.”

“That’s right~.”

“Explain it to us……….”

“You didn’t ask~.”

That was Salieri, in her usual carefree manner.

I stroked her head, puzzled by her proposal that reflected her care for her comrades, even without any explanations.

Her long ears wagged happily.

“We will conduct the ritual of the Battle God Ascension to purify the Asura god’s delusion. We hope everyone will participate.”

Those were the words of the chief priest.

Whether it’s participation or attendance, there’s no choice if this is necessary to lift the curse.

“Of course.”

I nodded without much thought.

Laura clapped her hands with a broad smile.

What’s with that self-satisfied look? 

I have a very bad premonition.

“It’s a joyous occasion! The Battle God Martial Arts Festival, which hasn’t been held for two hundred years, will take place during my tenure!”

She was overjoyed.

What’s going on?

Did I make the wrong choice?

To begin with, the ceremony called “Battle God Ascension” was actually a martial arts competition. 

It’s a bizarre reason, but the best way to return the soul of the deceased Asura god to heaven is through martial arts.

It’s a grand event where braggarts from Marish and its surrounding cities gather to compete in valor. That’s the Fighting God Martial Arts Competition.

When it will be held is unknown to anyone. 

It’s only held when an Asura god dies on the ground. 

Moreover, only when they die after a fight.

It seems to be a tournament to show one’s own martial prowess to the Asura gods who came to receive the soul and to earn the title of Fighting God.

“I’ll pass. Although I have some knowledge of martial arts, I can’t participate in religious events of other faiths.”

Meisha has abstained. 

This is a valid reason and no objections were made. After all, it’s not good for her, a priest of the Supreme God Church, to appear at an event of the Asura God Religion.

But I know. 

What Meisha wants is to go eat out rather than participate in such an event.

“I’ll also not participate. I’m a mage after all.”

“I’m also not good at close combat. Sorry.”

Miliaria and Meg have also dropped out. 

This can’t be helped either. There’s no point for a mage or a scout to participate in a martial arts competition. 

Well, it’s the same for Strategists.

“Ah, me too. . . . . . .”

As I was about to say I wouldn’t participate, I met the sorrowful eyes of Laura. 

Her eyes looked very, very lonely.

“. . . . . . .I will participate. . .”

I declared my participation with a sigh.

“If Nelnel is participating, I will too.”

“Me too!”

Salieri and Asuka raised their hands, but you guys would participate even if I didn’t, right? 

It’s the best stage for frontline jobs. 

In the end, three people from [Hope] decided to participate.

“The Ascension of the Fighting God will be held three days from now.”

“That’s awfully quick. Isn’t there hardly any preparation time?”

I tilt my head at Laura’s words. 

It’s not a kind schedule for either the participants or the spectators.

“It’s not a show. Spectators are not necessary, and preparing for the unpredictable Ascension of the Fighting God is part of training.”

So says the leading priest, holding her right hand in front of her face. 

This guy is also eager.

“Laura, you’re pretty strong, right?”

“Well, I’m not sure about that. I haven’t neglected my daily training, though.”

“Let’s do it!”

“Asuka, I’ve seen that you’re quite capable.”

And Asuka’s blue eyes are glowing with combat impulse. 

Maybe it’s the blood of a battle maniac getting excited. 

They are getting excited.

“Can we use magic in the competition?”

Salieri is already checking the rules. 

But, magic is probably not allowed. No matter how you think about it.

“What about concealed weapons?”

“Why would you want to use assassination weapons. . . . . . “

I think Salieri is stronger than me even in a regular fight. 

Nevertheless, she doesn’t try to fight with a straightforward strategy first.

“If I win in a regular fight, you all won’t have any excuses.”

“Excuses? For what?”

“That I’m stronger if I fight properly.”

No, no. 

That’s going too far.

“I will never say such a thing. Let’s face each other seriously for once, Salieri.”

“Is it okay to say that?”

The dark elf smiled with a grin. 

Her laughter on her brown skin looks very wicked.

“Then, I can’t lose until I face Nelnel.”

“Oh? You seem quite confident. I’m not that weak, you know.”

Their gazes intertwine, sparking off each other. 

Somehow Salieri and I got excited without intending to.

Was I a battle maniac as well?


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