𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗𝟐: 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏)
“Eh? No, no! We all fought together! Linus-san delivered the finishing blow!”
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Asuka hastily waved her hands.
Back and forth.
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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.
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“Yes. But there are remnants left.”
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Smiling brightly, the chief priest explained.
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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.
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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.
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“Ah, so that’s why you suggested going to the shrine, Salieri.”
“That’s right~.”
“Explain it to us……….”
“You didn’t ask~.”
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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.
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“We will conduct the ritual of the Battle God Ascension to purify the Asura god’s delusion. We hope everyone will participate.”
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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.
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“Of course.”
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I nodded without much thought.
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Laura clapped her hands with a broad smile.
What’s with that self-satisfied look?
I have a very bad premonition.
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“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!”
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She was overjoyed.
What’s going on?
Did I make the wrong choice?
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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“I’ll pass. Although I have some knowledge of martial arts, I can’t participate in religious events of other faiths.”
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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.
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But I know.
What Meisha wants is to go eat out rather than participate in such an event.
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“I’ll also not participate. I’m a mage after all.”
“I’m also not good at close combat. Sorry.”
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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.
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“Ah, me too. . . . . . .”
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As I was about to say I wouldn’t participate, I met the sorrowful eyes of Laura.
Her eyes looked very, very lonely.
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“. . . . . . .I will participate. . .”
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I declared my participation with a sigh.
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“If Nelnel is participating, I will too.”
“Me too!”
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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.
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“The Ascension of the Fighting God will be held three days from now.”
“That’s awfully quick. Isn’t there hardly any preparation time?”
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I tilt my head at Laura’s words.
It’s not a kind schedule for either the participants or the spectators.
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“It’s not a show. Spectators are not necessary, and preparing for the unpredictable Ascension of the Fighting God is part of training.”
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So says the leading priest, holding her right hand in front of her face.
This guy is also eager.
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“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.”
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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.
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“Can we use magic in the competition?”
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Salieri is already checking the rules.
But, magic is probably not allowed. No matter how you think about it.
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“What about concealed weapons?”
“Why would you want to use assassination weapons. . . . . . “
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I think Salieri is stronger than me even in a regular fight.
Nevertheless, she doesn’t try to fight with a straightforward strategy first.
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“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.”
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No, no.
That’s going too far.
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“I will never say such a thing. Let’s face each other seriously for once, Salieri.”
“Is it okay to say that?”
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The dark elf smiled with a grin.
Her laughter on her brown skin looks very wicked.
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“Then, I can’t lose until I face Nelnel.”
“Oh? You seem quite confident. I’m not that weak, you know.”
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Their gazes intertwine, sparking off each other.
Somehow Salieri and I got excited without intending to.
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Was I a battle maniac as well?
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