A Former Child Soldier Who Uses a Magic Sword Wants to Live with an Older Sister of a Former Enemy Executive - Chapter 120

• Chapter 120 : I was tasked with escorting the student council members to the arena for their martial arts training, and those two were there.

As usual, Seto was attracting attention as he moved around.

This was because he kept darting his eyes at not only the student council members, but also other students here and there.

Although there was still some time before the opening ceremony, many had already arrived early to engage in research or training, sharpening their skills against one another.

In fact, the laboratories and the arenas set up within the academy were already open.

[…Alright, we’re right on schedule. I also managed to get a lot more work done than expected. Today, we’ll proceed with our training as planned. As members of the student council, we have to stay sharp and focused.] (Ogma)

The student council president, Ogma, stood up from his chair and looked over the group with a refreshing smile.

All the council members focused on him and listened carefully to his instructions.

Nashia was no exception, paying close attention with a crisp, serious expression.

Being chosen as a council member meant that she was trusted to have a strong sense of responsibility and ambition.

They all headed to the arena to train their martial arts.

Seto moved along, blending in with the bodyguards brought by the other students.

It was then that it happened.

Near the fountain, a crowd had gathered.

It was an unusual sight: a cluster of mainly male students, their excited, high-pitched voices filling the air.

Wondering what was going on, Ogma approached and saw a group of boys grinning foolishly and fawning over a woman he had never met before.

Seto narrowed his eyes slightly, taking a better look at the person.

[Hey, Seto! Over here!] (Gravis)

It was Gravis.

Apparently, she had already started messing with the male students.

In her case, it was more about gathering information or establishing connections, but even Seto instinctively found the scene a bit off-putting.

[Seto, you know her?] (Ogma)

[Yeah, she’s supposed to be here on a mission from Lord Adams… At least, that’s how it started, but…] (Seto)

[I’m already done with my job. Then Prof. Ciface told me I could have a look around the academy. So I figured I might as well do some sightseeing!] (Gravis)

Gravis laughed merrily, while the male students around her looked visibly delighted.

Meanwhile, the female student council members were glaring at her with cold, piercing eyes.

Among them, Deirdre’s gaze stood out as the most bloodshot and razor-sharp of all.

And that was to be expected.

Gravis was a person with an aptitude for magic swords.

Which made her someone Deirdre would see as a hateful enemy.

And beyond that, their personalities simply didn’t mesh.

Gravis had something that lifted people’s spirits in a different way from Ogma.

And lastly, Gravis boasted a figure so stunning it could be called a natural treasure, something Deirdre could never hope to match.

Flatlands and mountains — such an expression suited the two of them perfectly.

[Vice President, please calm down!] (Student A)

[We’re still on school grounds, Vice President!] (Student B)

[GRRRRRRRRRRR!!] (Deirdre)

Deirdre looked on the verge of pulling out her magic sword, causing the male students to shudder.

[You boys… Drooling over a guest like that… Do you even have any pride as nobles? Are you gentlemen or not!? And you!] (Deirdre)

[Eh, me?] (Gravis)

[I find it quite improper for you to be wandering around campus dressed in such indecent attire!] (Deirdre)

[Come on, what’s the big deal~? Don’t be so uptight, Vice President. On that note, are you a magic swordswoman too? Whoa, dang! Hey Seto, isn’t that awesome? She wields a magic sword too!] (Gravis)

[You’re getting way too excited, Gravis.] (Seto)

[This is sooo wicked. This has to be fate, right? Gravity pulling us together, right? Oh, I’m Gravis Armitage, by the way! Nice to meetcha~] (Gravis)

[I can’t believe this behavior… I just admonished her and yet she nonchalantly introduced herself like nothing happened… Setoooooo!!] (Deirdre)

[Huh?! Why me?!] (Seto)

[Vice President, what’s wrong?! Seto didn’t do anything wrong, did he?!] (Nashia)

[He did. This boy is at fault. It’s his fault for even being acquainted with a woman like her. More importantly, you! Do you mean to tell me this sloppy woman is your type? How disgraceful, especially for a child…] (Deirdre)

[Hey now, Deirdre. You’re going too far here… Sorry about that, Gravis-san. I’ve heard about you from Prof. Ciface. Please, feel free to look around and take your time.] (Ogma)

[Thanks! Well then, would any of you kind gentlemen like to show this lady around~?] (Gravis)

The male students, who were practically acting like her entourage at this point, eagerly started cheering and rushing to guide Gravis around.

[Ha ha ha! Look at them; they’re more fired up than ever!] (Ogma)

[Um… Sorry about all this.] (Seto)

[You don’t need to apologize, Seto. …Alright, let’s head to the arena. Practical training is important!] (Ogma)

Before the commotion could escalate any further, Ogma took control of the situation and led everyone onward.

When they arrived in front of the arena, a large, circular structure that looked like it belonged in an ancient temple, they heard a roar of cheers from inside.

[Hm? Someone’s already using it?] (Ogma)

Ogma tilted his head in curiosity.

While it wasn’t unheard of for others to get there ahead of them, it was rare for the place to be this lively.

Now that I think about it, I didn’t see Hydra earlier. I thought she had already left, but… Yeah, I should’ve thought so. (Seto)

Seto looked up at the arena as he followed the others.

And once he saw the scene inside, he was absolutely certain.

Hydra was in there.

Upon hearing that Hydra was a member of the hero’s party, several skilled students requested a sparring session with her.

And skilled they were — the level was quite high.

One of them was a petite girl in a white gi, looking like the textbook example of a martial arts practitioner.

Another was a sadistic-looking female student in thick black boots, clearly a specialist in kicking techniques.

Another was a male student practicing a continental martial art that mimicked the movements of wild animals, from a different school than Hydra’s own.

And another was a male student whose sharp, dance-like footwork and powerful spins overwhelmed his opponents.

Every one of them was at least as strong as the Cryfano household’s personal guards, if not stronger.

And yet, facing a total of thirteen challengers, Hydra didn’t take a single hit, didn’t even break a sweat, and defeated them all, earning her a storm of cheers from the onlookers.

She responded with a fist-palm salute, an expression of gratitude used in martial arts.

[So that’s Hydra, huh? I heard she was around our age… But man, she’s incredible. Alright! I’m going to challenge her too!] (Ogma)

[P-President?!] (Nashia)

[Don’t worry. I can’t afford to fall behind either. Hup!] (Ogma)

With that, Ogma leapt down from the stands and landed smoothly in the arena.

Hydra readily accepted his challenge.

[…Hmph.] (Deirdre)

As she glanced briefly at the scene before her, Deirdre crossed her arms, turned her gaze toward Seto, and quickly walked over to him.

[Your companion is quite strong, isn’t she?] (Deirdre)

[Yeah, Hydra’s amazing.] (Seto)

[Between you and her, who’s stronger?] (Deirdre)

Seto turned to watch the two currently fighting.

They were fiercely trading powerful punches and lightning-fast kicks with each other.

They were so close and their movements so explosive that it resembled double-pushing hands at super speed, each probing for an opening while clashing like they were grappling.

Hydra had become even stronger compared to when she fought against the household retainers.

And Ogma’s ability to keep up with her was also amazing.

[I dunno. I’ve never actually fought her.] (Seto)

[Hmph… is that so? How irritating… to be blessed with such companions and circumstances…] (Deirdre)

[Don’t you have that too? You’ve got friends, and your environment isn’t so bad either…] (Seto)

[Be quiet. We’re talking about you right now. Don’t change the subject.] (Deirdre)

[…So, what do you want then?] (Seto)

[Excuse me?] (Deirdre)

[If you came over to me just to say all that, you must have some kind of reason, right?] (Seto)

Feeling as though he had seen right through her, Deirdre fell silent.

After taking a deep breath, she declared to him.

[Once the match between those two is over, you will fight me next. I’m giving you special permission.} (Deirdre)