The Escort Knight Who Is Being Obsessed Over by the Villainess Wants To Run Away

7. I am reluctant to participate in the birthday party, but (4)

“The lady said that she has something to testify about as a wizard regarding the match.”

Lea said.

Everyone’s gaze went up to the high seat where Elijah was sitting.

Elijah came down the stairs with her graceful gait.

All of her attention was on her, holding her breath.

With hundreds of people watching, she said it alone.

It was a leisurely walk, not caring how many people were waiting.

I waited for her, catching her slow breath.

Her body ached all over.

This is the first time in my life that I have been beaten so badly.

With such a young and weak body.

To be honest, I wanted to collapse right away and rest, but I held back.

As Elijah came to her, Gawain hurriedly got her down on one knee.

I was also polite by leading my numb body.

“I saw it.”

Elijah said it all.

“He uses magic first.”

Gawain raised her head.

Elijah pointed at the stunned Guliott with her glance.

“But I….”

“You mean what I said is a lie?”

Elijah looked down at Gawain with her bored eyes.

“I didn’t know that she was more knowledgeable about magic than me, a wizard. Sir Gawain.”

“No. I was careless, lady.”

“Check it out if you are curious. There is still a sense left.”

Gawain groped here and there for Guliott, who had fainted.

Touching his right fist, he nodded.

“Your words are true. I was incompetent. Sorry.”

“Sure.”

Elijah was too proud to point out Gawain’s incompetence.

Gawain bit his lip, unable to raise his head.

But he shook his head as if he had made up his mind and stood up.

“As a referee, I correct the result. The winner.”

He looked down at me.

“Judas. Therefore, the winner of the dueling competition belongs to Room 13.”

It must have been noisy, but the surroundings were quiet.

It’s because of Elijah, who got down in the middle of the arena.

Party, pair, pair.

Elijah clapped his hands slowly.

Then her audience clapped her hands along with her.

She was a fairly decent celebration.

“Judas.”

Elijah came right in front of me.

Just like when we first met, she grabbed my chin and lifted me up.

Elya’s cheeks are red with makeup these days.

Raised eyes resembling a cat, and a tear mark under her right eye.

This is the homicidal maniac Elijah I know.

What is the reason she looks different depending on her today?

“… Yes, lady.”

“It was fun. Congratulations.”

“Thank you.”

“I never thought I could use magic. How far are you hiding from me?”

“… ….”

“But if you use it openly like this, it’s a little confusing. It’s hard to know if you’re trying to hide it from me or if you want me to know.”

None of those.

If I had to put it that way, it would be the former.

I don’t hide anything in particular, but I absolutely don’t want people to know.

I wonder how he interpreted my silence, Elijah grinned.

The smile on the doll-like face is creepy.

“By the way.”

Elijah said with her hand still on my face.

Her gaze grazed Guliott and Gawain as if slashing.

“A candidate who broke the rules and tried to kill an opponent using magical power, and the referee and final manager of the training center who didn’t notice it. What kind of punishment would suit them?”

Elijah stroked my face gently.

A face dirty with sweat, blood, dirt and dust.

But Elijah didn’t care and looked at me as he touched me.

As if asking me.

“What should I do?”

It is a smile like a pure child.

Except for the fact that he is asking whether to kill or save a person’s life by holding onto it.

My face stung from the small, soft touch.

Maybe it’s because of the wound.

I just bowed my head.

“A lady wiser than me will decide.”

“Hmm. OK got it.”

Elijah left the arena.

The stiff applause subsided and the surroundings became cluttered.

“… Apologize for my mistake sorry. Judah.”

Gawain bent down in front of me.

I’m embarrassed because I didn’t expect it at all.

“As an excuse, a body that has been strengthened with magical power is difficult to detect from the outside unless that power is released. Close to impossible Unless you are an excellent wizard like the lady.”

That was something I didn’t know.

I listened carefully because it could be important for my future life.

“That’s why Guliott ran late after walking last. To suppress the force as much as possible. And if you touch the places that have been strengthened with magical power, you can feel the residual feeling. As the lady said, Guliott tried to kill you. With this right hand loaded with magical power. It seems that only one hand was locally strengthened to hide it as much as possible.”

I almost died.

But I didn’t realize it.

Maybe because I won.

Or maybe it’s because the act of beating someone to death with your hands isn’t realistic.

More than that, Gawain is also a great human being.

You don’t know what happened to Elijah, but she politely apologizes and rationally explains what happened.

“It is possible to kill an opponent in a confrontation, but excessive attacks aimed at killing are prohibited.”

“Yes. I know.”

“There will be a disposition accordingly. For Gulliot. I am saying this in the sense that even if you are resentful, do not sanction me privately.”

“I understand.”

I have no intention of doing that.

I think Elijah has already finished planning her hand.

“There will be a fair punishment for my mistake, and I am ready to receive it. Apologize again.”

“No, what…. It’s okay.”

“By the way, when did you start using magic power?”

“Today is the first time.”

“… Is it. You will have to do a separate examination later.”

Gawain hurriedly called the knight and took Gulliot to the senator.

Around the time he was cleaning the scene, people rushed out from the waiting area in Room 13.

“Yuda-!”

Richard took the lead and ran.

“Hey man! How are you, are you okay?”

“I am about to die.”

“It’s okay to see you talking normally.”

“Are you about to die?”

“Oh, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

I laughed out loud at his carefree words.

Dylan, assisted by Argon, came belatedly.

“Judas….”

“Didn’t I tell you? I will win.”

“You really…. Under….”

Dylan sighed deeply, unable to finish his sentence.

Sighs soon turned into empty laughter.

Richard giggled at the sight.

“Do you know how worried he was behind his back? Did you think he was a parent too?”

The other co-workers from the side chimed in.

“I heard that too!”

“How hard I tried to keep him from running out.”

“… Senior Richard, how many times did Sir Gawain say that he didn’t want to stop quickly?”

“You, you man… ! What are you going to do when you hear it!”

Richard took Gawain’s notice and bruised Dylan.

Fortunately, Gawain was busy cleaning up the scene.

“Thank you for winning, Judas.”

“I mean. I honestly thought I would lose.”

“Me too.”

“Who would have thought you would defeat that Gulliot?”

Starting with Dylan and Richard, the roommates gave me one word at a time.

Thank you, congratulations, or hard work. Words of comfort.

Thank you, but I was curious about one thing.

For me, I had no choice but to break this touching atmosphere without notice.

“The background of my magic… Why don’t you ask?”

At that, everyone shut up.

It was Richard who broke the awkward silence.

He tapped me on the shoulder.

“Hey. Where is the man without a story here?”

At those words, I looked around at each one of them.

Richard, who will later be called the Lion Knight.

I don’t know the future of the rest.

Dylan, Lindell, Argon, Feline, Esmo, Dyke.

Aside from that, everyone I’ve memorized names but I’m not familiar with yet.

People who don’t appear in the game, and who probably won’t even play supporting roles.

But they were people too.

“The fact that our roommate gave us a championship is more important than that secret. Isn’t it?”

“Pretend to be relaxed. Up until now, not only Sir Gawain, but also Gulliot had been swearing like that….”

“Dylan, shut up. Do you want to get hit again?”

As the two fought, laughter broke out.

A raucous, noisy, friendly atmosphere.

I remembered my previous life even if I didn’t want to.

Even then, I had a colleague.

A friend I used to train with.

Colleagues who were challenging.

But….

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‘Why are you being so nasty?’

‘Doesn’t it sound like you’ve become something just by exercising?’

‘Hey…. Damn you were beaten by the seniors and our flag was taken. Oh, it will turn.’

It was only a mockery.

Those who cheered at first soon turned around.

I didn’t mean to do that.

I hated being beaten for absurd reasons, being excluded from training, and being disqualified from competing because I had no connections.

That was all.

It wasn’t for the purpose of being seen well by anyone, so even though I was being bullied, I was alone.

The result….

“Uh uh… ? Judah. Are you crying?”

Lindel asked in a puzzled voice.

Richard said in a laughing voice from the side.

“Huh? Are you crying? Are you crying Hey, are you crying?”

“Who is crying….”

“Ha ha ha! He’s crying, really crying! Ugh!”

“Oh, really!”

Dylan kicked Richard.

“Billion-!”

“What are you doing to a crying person!”

“You man, this is a farce!”

“What can I say! Report above! I will reach out to Sir Gawain too!”

“I will forgive you with my big heart.”

It was absurd to hear the two of them arguing.

Involuntarily, I burst into laughter.

They are funny like real idiots. Hey

“Today’s best guy, why is he crying?”

“… I didn’t cry.”

“Yes, yes. You must be.”

Belatedly, embarrassment came.

I ate as much as I was old, and I cried because the kids gave me goosebumps.

I really want to die.

I hope someone knocks me out.

‘This is also the effect of being young….’

The mind is an adult anyway, but the body is still that of a 13-year-old.

When she accused Cale last time, her body trembled despite the stares at her.

Regardless of my will, my young body reacted.

So, the fact that I just cried was also an effect of being young.

I’m not crying. This. Really.

*

The final match was held on Saturday. It’s the weekend.

So there was no schedule after the match.

I first looked for the medical room.

My condition is probably worse than Gulliot’s.

He passed out in one shot, but I was beaten countless times.

‘Though he won’t be fine either.’

I had a conversation about that topic before.

How much does it hurt to jump up?

It was a pointless conversation while drinking, but everyone was serious.

Me too, and those who were still friends back then.

After a fierce debate, I heard a clear analogy.

‘Think of swinging a baseball bat as hard as it can on the floor. How painful can a baseball bat be? Then, how painful would that person be if I grabbed him and swung him to the floor with all my might?’

‘Yumma. No matter how hard it is, a baseball bat is harder than a person, so he must hurt more!’

‘Hey, it’s not because you can’t fall! Wouldn’t it hurt less if he also failed? Imagine sealing your fall and getting slammed into the concrete floor. Are you sure you’ll be all right?’

Everyone in the discussion was amazed at my answer.

It was the moment when fierce conflicts were unified into one will.

‘Oh….’

‘… Oh!’

‘Aha!’

Anyway, the conclusion was, ‘If you swing a person hard on the floor, it hurts very much’.

Thinking about it again, I don’t know what the conversation was about.

It’s like drinking alcohol.

‘Anyway, even though it was a one-shot, Galliott’s body couldn’t be normal.’

Lindel and Richard supported me.

“But you are also very toxic. Are you going to put up with it even after being beaten like that?”

“If you were like me, you would have surrendered….”

Lindel agreed with Richard.

“How is that? If I lose, it’s over.”

“That’s why it’s poisonous. There is no such thing as a crazy person.”

“By the way, what was the last thing you wrote? It’s something I didn’t learn in training.”

Lindel asked.

Probably, it seems to be asking for a catch.

In training here, as part of swordsmanship, they learn bare-handed martial arts such as takedown.

It’s more like wrestling than judo.

“Oh, just. It’s something I learned a long time ago. At that moment, I suddenly remembered.”

“Can you let me know later? I want to learn.”

Reminds me of the old days.

When I took a leave of absence thinking of quitting my career as a player and quitting college.

I worked as an instructor at a gym.

The nickname I got then was ‘Elementary school butcher’.

Even though the opponent was an elementary school student, I did my best to deal with him.

“As much time as you like.”

The doctor in the medical room was a middle-aged man who looked very tired.

He pressed all over my body, checked the bruises himself, and shook his head.

“The mental power is amazing…. Should I say I’m not crazy?”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“You must be insane. Cancel all training for a week and rest.”

“Are you saying you shouldn’t exercise at all?”

Eating even one more meal and moving even a little more is not enough.

But you take a break from exercise?

“Wouldn’t it be nice to have a light level? For rehabilitation purposes. Avoid confrontations that can directly injure your body….”

“Is he like this?”

The senator asked, and Richard nodded.

“I’m a bit of an idiot.”

“I’m not an ordinary nerd…. Stop talking nonsense and get some rest. Rest is also training.”

That’s true, but….

I couldn’t help but nod my head.

*

“Pooh….”

The stream of water pouring from the shower hit my body.

It hurt like a real beating, not a metaphor.

‘I should rest.’

As the excitement subsided, the pain intensified.

It wasn’t an ordinary injury.

If you train like this, that’s self-harm.

‘I don’t have a body to worry about losing muscle, so it should be fine.’

A few candidates who entered the shower room recognized me and greeted me.

Most of them were favorable.

I deserved to be praised for being great for putting Gulliot down with my bare hands.

I belatedly checked the system message while washing.

‘Magic liberation…. Maybe that’s why I got that strength.’

At some point when I competed with Gulliot.

Suddenly, vitality overflowed from the body.

The pain was erased for that moment.

Thanks to that, I was able to carry Guliott stably and with all my might.

‘That’s useful. I didn’t know it would be this good. Is it the influence of the moon attribute? But, how did you do it?’

I can’t remember the moment I used it.

Of course, I don’t know how it was used.

I tried again, but to no avail.

I quit because my mana would have been exhausted.

I’ll look into it later.

After washing, I went to the medical room again.

The injured area was disinfected and gauze was attached.

“Remember. Training is prohibited for the time being. I’ll tell Sir Gawain too, so know that.”

“Okay.”

I was severely cautioned.

I headed to the restaurant while being scolded by Richard and Lindell.

Everyone in Room 13 was waiting for me.

“Judas! Here it is, here.”

“What is this all about?”

The wide table was full of fatty meat.

This is a dish that is not usually served in restaurants.

“I bought it outside.”

Dylan explained as the representative.

“Originally, today was the weekend, so I was free to go out. While you were washing, I saved up some money and ran to the butcher’s far away to buy it.”

Restaurants don’t just serve certain dishes.

There is a space where you can cook in a corner seat.

If you get permission, you can use it freely.

There are few people who dare to use it.

“Everyone wants to repay you for your hard work.”

Next to him, Argon rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

“Honestly, if it weren’t for you, would we have won? Thanks to you.”

“I am not the only one suffering….”

It was not excessive humility.

If Dylan hadn’t held up in front, I might not have been able to deal with Guliott.

It was said that Daejin luck was good, but in the end, it was thanks to the number of people in our room who won.

Especially in the games before the final, Richard was often active.

“Well, I’m not asking you to eat alone, we’re eating together. I don’t have to be so burdened.”

Richard said leisurely from the side.

At that, Dylan nodded his head.

“And the money spent on this meat. It’s less than half the value of the cookie you brought. Even that is the price without chocolate.”

“… Aha.”

The burden disappeared.

“Then I will eat it with gratitude.”

A few people took turns grilling the meat.

The 5 of us who fought today, including Dylan, sat down and were busy eating.

Candidates from other rooms passed by, staring enviously.

‘Is this rich oil and protein that I’ve been eating for a while….’

It wasn’t great meat, even with nice words.

Tough or too oily.

It smelled pretty bad too.

But it was delicious.

I suddenly had a question.

“Where does the salt come from?”

The meat tasted salty.

It means seasoned with salt.

Salt is a rare spice in this world.

“Sir Gawain, who was passing by, gave it to me.”

It was part of an apology.

While we were eating meat like animals, a group entered the restaurant.

It was the personnel in Room 15.

All of their expressions are dark.

Especially Gulliot, who stood at the forefront.

When our eyes met, I was startled and averted my gaze.

‘I was scared.’

Room 15 sat away from our table.

The personnel in our room stared at them blatantly.

“I can’t.”

Richard jumped up.

“Judas. Let’s go.”

“Yes?”

He led the way, holding a plate full of meat.

I think I know what you’re trying to do.

I barely restrained myself from laughing.

Thump!

Richard set the plate down with a noise.

At the dining table in Room 15.

“What are you looking at?”

Richard said that and sat down.

I also sat down beside him.

“Is this your table? Are there any rules where you can’t sit down? Shall I turn it off?”

“… No.”

Gulliot spoke in a hushed voice and concentrated on eating.

Rough bread and beef jerky. Mulgun Soup.

I don’t want to eat it just by looking at it.

In front of them, Richard and I chewed on the meat.

It made a sound like crackling meat and greasy bursting.

I ate to make noise on purpose.

“The meat tastes very greasy, so I like it.”

“So, I bought it with a very good selection. Thanks to someone, I also got salt. Shall we eat again with the prize money we received this time?”

“Good idea. My money this time….”

“Yaya, it’s okay, man. It’s not even half the price of the cookies you brought?”

“Then, I’ll be grateful.”

While giggling and talking, he ate meat nonstop.

It was an intentional and obvious humiliation.

As time passed, Guliott’s expression rotted.

Looking at that, Richard smiled viciously.

“Why. Kill me?”

“… ….”

“He said he raised his magic power. Do you want to do it here? Do it baby If you are confident.”

As if to let off steam, Guliott took a rough breath.

The candidate in room 15 sitting nearby was uncomfortable but couldn’t refute.

Guliott glared at me, chewing on her jerky.

I met that gaze directly.

As if to say something.

To be honest, I don’t have the confidence to win if we fight now.

However, Guliott broke nicely to me.

Memories of defeat remain as trauma.

As expected, he lowered his gaze.

He even got up and moved his seat.

“Stupid bastard.”

Richard spat on his back as he left.

This was an opinion I strongly agreed with.

***

Elijah returned to her own office.

Before dinner.

There was a mountain of work to do.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by two neatly arranged flowers on the desk.

Anemones.

A flower given by Judas.

Every time I see it, I smile.

A light laugh that eats away.

‘It’s insignificant.’

As if Elijah had been waiting for Elijah to sit down, Miguel handed out an envelope.

“This is information about the Judas candidate.”

Elijah grinned.

It was the most interesting and fun subject recently. Judas.

“I heard there is no record, where did you find it?”

Elijah asked as he pulled out the papers.

“This is Giudecca.”

“Gudecca? Where have you heard of it?”

“An arena where you train slave fighters and use them to make money.”

“Ah, there.”

It is a place that even Elijah has visited several times.

A gigantic amphitheater that cannot be compared to the stadium at the training center.

It is a place where fighters from all over the world show off all kinds of confrontations.

It is basic to fight with humans, and sometimes humans fight with beasts such as lions and bears.

Sometimes there are special matches against demons.

Elijah wasn’t very interested.

Things about who dies and kills.

His daily life has already been a tightrope between life and death.

Remembering the impressive sight Judas had shown him today, Elijah took out the papers.

The way you fight against an opponent you can’t win.

The determination to never give up even though everyone did not expect victory left a strong scar on her mind.

I really liked it.

Why do you keep choosing what you like?

“Currently, this is the only paper record we have found.”

Elijah quickly read her personal information. She

She was reading to compare with what she had, and she noticed something unusual.

‘She is believed to have undergone special training in the past… ?’