To Save My Favourite Character, I Decided To Destroy the Game’s Plot

The next day.

The sky was clear blue and strong sunlight, making it the perfect day for a battle.

Under clear skies, the judge's voice echoed through the packed arena.

"Come on, come on, everyone! The fourth day of the martial arts tournament for children is about to begin...but first, I have an announcement!"

　The crowd booed at this unnecessary line. But, however.

"I have been the referee and match conductor, but from today onward, someone else will be in charge!"

The next words from the referee turned into curiosity and admiration.

"The eight best fighters from all over the country have been competing in this tournament, and they have won to this day. Geniuses, hard workers, the pride of the nobility, and the will of the commoners will all clash violently. I am very much looking forward to it, but I am unable to convey all of their passion! Therefore, someone who is more suitable for the stage of this battle will serve as referee and host in my place!"

　The former referee, who had performed his last role with great enthusiasm, handed the loudspeaker device to the current chief referee. Soon after, he heard...

"Second floor! Third floor! Can you hear me? It's me, Almire, the head of the magician order'!

　Such a cheerful voice. Walking into the arena, loud speaker in hand, was a fox-faced magician I knew well.

　No, put the referee back, you idiot!

　Why is it Almire?

Of all the people to be chosen to officiate on this serious stage, she is the worst!

Contrary to my inner feelings, the appearance of a woman with the title of head sorceress got the crowd more excited than any other event today. The heat drawn out of the audience by Almire was worthy of the fight between the eight strong.

"Thank you for your good response. So let's start the first match right away. You don't want to hear a long and tedious briefing either, do you?'

　The cheers exploded, as if to say, "Yes, yes.

　Oh, yeah, that's right. I guess the reason why Almire is so popular among the locals is because they don't feel the aristocracy barrier in this kind of situation.

They are close to each other, playing the role of a gambling ring, being friendly, and so on.

　I don't know what's going on anymore. He is too free for a nobleman.

　When I let out a sigh of exasperation, a gentle breeze passed by my ear. Almire's voice was on that wind.

(I don't know if you've noticed this already, but your opponent is probably one of the enemies. That's why I'm refereeing so close to you.)

　I see.

In case of emergency, she would make sure to seize him.

I exchanged glances with Almir in an unnatural way and gave a small nod. Then I looked at my opponent and saw that he was about to shrink with a face that looked unsure.

For all intents and purposes, he is a very harmless boy.

I'm going to rip off his skin right now.

"Well, let's introduce the competitors...I don't need any more introductions now that we've come this far, do I? Norwin von Endenberg vs. Ash Fold, the first match of the clash of the eight."

　Ash Fold. If this guy is from the enemy side, it's probably an alias. This tournament is held to identify people based on their family register, so the other side has the means to fake it.

I already know this from game , , but the Ulgor Evil cult is a really troublesome organization.

'Whether you cry or laugh, it's a one-shot deal with no excuses. Luck, physical condition, or the inability to move due to tension are all part of your ability. That's why winners are awesome. And those who continue to win will be called heroes. This battle is the very first step in that process. I wish you both the best of luck."

　Almire concluded and immediately began counting to five. I hold up my spear and he holds up his sword and waits for the start of the count.

　During the long five seconds, I smiled at my opponent with a big smile on my face.

"Hey,"

"What is it?'

"If you going to give it your all, it will be over in a second. "

'Let the match begin!"

As she declared, I kicked the ground as fast as I could and started to run.

Ash who reacted belatedly tried to retreat, but my magic had already turned his feet into muck when he took a step back.

"What?"

I solidified the hole that had become muddy the moment he put his feet into it, and sewed Ash to the spot. Using as much physical strengthening as possible within the range of my boundaries, I thrust the spear in with all my might.

 

Norwin skillfully manipulated his spear and magic to gain an overwhelming advantage in battle.

He attacked the enemy without taking even a single breath of pause, which was the battle strategy that had cornered Raymond.

Ash, who manages to withstand the fierce onslaught, is probably more than strong enough. But Norwin easily surpassed his strength.

An offensive beyond Ash's capacity to bear penetrated through his defenses and stood up to his body.

Norwin, a master of spear, sorcery, fist, and anything else, can easily complete the attack with his all-out power.

He was so easy to finish him off. Isn't that guy really strong today?

"Is he angry with ------?"

"Yes, he is. I don't know how to describe it, but..."

"That's unusual for Norwin, isn't it? He doesn't seem to be using any means at all."

". That's it!"

Sarasvati, who is watching the match with Raymond, agrees with Raymond's words.

He said he wanted to keep his cards in his hand until the last minute.

"I knew it. Then I was able to get Mr. Norwin to take me seriously."

Raymond was happy even though he had lost. But when his eyes turned to the arena, he instantly tilted his head in doubt.

Ash is not the kind of opponent that Norwin would give his all for.

　Just because he showed his true colors against Raymond in the last match is no longer a reason to hide it.

Even if something has been seen once, it is a completely different thing whether or not it is exposed again. If it is only once, there is still a chance that it will work for Lieselotte and the others.

　If they still attack with all their might, there must be something they are betting on here, even if they have to throw away their advantage.

Or perhaps he has evolved so much in such a short period of time that he is willing to throw away the all-out effort he showed during the past few weeks.

　Either way---

'This isn't funny."

　Raymond, who had already lost, puckered his lips at not being able to fight that Norwin for a while.

"Oraaaa!"

"No!"

---He was dodged.

The full force of the strike, which had sealed off his body's movement, only caused his upper body to turn.

This proves that there is no big difference in strength between me and Ash, but I don't really mind.

I guess that's the bottom of my ability, considering the cold sweat in Ash's eyes and his pale face. If that was the case, there was no reason for me to lose. I still have a lot more to offer.

"Here it is."

I hit Ash with the maximum power of wind attribute magic (within the range allowed by the ward) and blew him away. If a spear attack at a point can be avoided, just conquer it on the surface.

If by any chance I let this guy get to the award ceremony, he might harm Crescencia. I don't know what kind of trump card he might have, and I'm going to finish him off as fast as I can, without letting my guard down.

　I'll never, ever, , ever, ever, ever, ever, ever let him win!"

I don't need to put on a show. I'm going to end this with a clean victory.

Holding up my spear, I continued the battle with my magical powers, displaying the same abilities as when I fought with Raymond.

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I broke him thoroughly and without fail.

If Ashe tried to make a move, I smashed his head with my spear, and if he tried to run away, I used magic, body art, spear art, and everything else I had to hunt him down.

The audience had already lost their minds.

What they wanted to see was a passionate match that made their hearts dance, not a match in which a strong man hurt his opponent unilaterally.

"Nn, mo mo, ah!

　The water I created with my magic covered Ash's face. The water is fixed in the air, so if he moves one step to the side, he can get out of the hell...

If he restricts his movement to either the front, back, left, or right, it's easy to anticipate his direction based on the movement of his feet.

"Hmph!"

　Ash, who had just moved sideways to escape from the water attack, was hit in the side of the head with a spear.

　I'm aware that I'm overdoing it, to be honest.

But if he tried to loosen his grip, even a little, the image of Crescencia's death would come back to haunt him.

Crescencia, submerged in a pool of blood, became a silent corpse. Driven away by Arthur and his friends, she was left with no place to escape, her heart swallowed by an evil god in despair, and her body was left in the hands of the devil...

I won't let that happen!

I'm not a good person, and I'll do anything to save my beloved, but I'm not going to let anything happen to her.

"It's time to end this. You know you can't win."

I spat at Ash, who was falling down like a rag doll, as I invoked my recovery magic as if to show him off.

　He was looking down with a sad expression on his face.

If he loses here, he will not be able to attend the award ceremony in which Crescencia will also participate. He looked as if he couldn't bear the thought of losing.

　Oh, that's right, he can't stand the frustration.

He is a member of the Ulgor evil cult, both physically and mentally.

That organization picks up young children who have no relatives, such as war orphans and slave children, and gives them a complete brainwashing education.

　The children who are saved from hell become pawns who believe in the adults of the Ulgor Evil Order and do exactly what they say.

　Ash must be one of them.

"Not yet. "

　He has a goal that he absolutely wants to achieve, and he is willing to go to any lengths to achieve it. The way she stood up with wounds all over her body was somewhat similar to me.

But your way of doing things destroys what I want to achieve.

　Ash took a stance with a determined look on his face. It was a genuine trump card, different from the one he had used earlier. The hidden ball that he had been hiding up to this point was...

　A martial art unique to the underworld.

　It's a kind of first-kill technique that people in the outside world would never know, but I already know it from my training with Haiyan.

If this is the last attack, it will be the end.

　I held up my spear, intending to finish him off with my next attack.

　Our entwined gazes burst with enthusiasm. We both knew that the next one would be our last.

　--- Maybe, just maybe.

　Maybe there is a way to save Ash from this.

A saintly man might seek a way to rehabilitate Ash.

But the brainwashing of the Ulgor cult is so deep rooted in the children that it cannot be removed.

What happens if I get Ash on board and just when I'm ready to let up, that malice reappears?

　What if this guy's malice is directed at Crescencia? Cresencia might end up dead because of my good intentions, which are akin to complacency in wanting to help her.

　Then there's only one option.

I'm sorry, but you're not the quintessential NG.

"Aaaaahhhh!"

A rippling spirit. With a scream that made the air tremble, Ash swung his sword. I repel the irregular hit with my spear, and while I'm at it, I also use wind magic to blow the repelled sword even farther away, and I tell him in a calm manner.

"I win."

　There was a moment of silence. Ash, who had grasped the situation, broke down in tears.

　After witnessing this, Almire declared my victory.

Thus ended the first match between the eight best.

t.n I hope  you have at least enjoying  it a little bit .