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

The arena was too far away to see well from the seats of honor. Therefore, we decided to watch the matches from the public seats.

　The seats were so packed with people that there was no room to walk. However, when we saw Vasel walking at the front of the crowd, everyone was scared and made way to the left and right.

　So we forced our way to the front of the line. From here, I could see the arena and Saraswati standing there.

'Go Saras!"

　My cheers must have reached him. Saraswati's shoulders shook as she looked around, then she saw me and gave me a subtle look.

She looks pleased with the support, but embarrassed.

She looks at me and gives me a subtle look of embarrassment.

"Good luck, Saraswati!"

　Lucy and Raymond's cheers overlap. Sarasvati, hearing this, smiled while her shoulders trembled with embarrassment.

　She doesn't seem to be overly nervous. If that is the case, she will be in perfect shape for the competition.

　But...

'"Lieselotte of Valkyria. She's only a child, but I never expected her to be this good.'

　Vasel looked at Lieselotte with wide eyes.

　The Lieselotte wears an atmosphere of separation in the juvenile section to the extent that it drowns out our cheering and the cheers of the audience.

　　Lieselotte, who had never faced a strong opponent before, had come here and recognized Sarasvati as her opponent.

　The way she held her battle axe without any carelessness or playfulness was one of the most impressive things.

　Overwhelming. Too overwhelming.

　But still!

I know how hard Saraswati works. I want to believe in the victory of Sarasvati, who once nearly broke down, overcame such pain, and grasped the sword once more.

　In fact, it may be impossible, but how can I not believe in her if I am trying to save Crescencia, who is doomed to die in the whole route?

　Hang in there, Saraswati.

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(Oh, I knew it wasn't right.)

Saraswati looked at Lieselotte on the other side of the stage and scoffed at her own ineffectiveness.

Saraswati had seen many times strong men who crossed over the line, such as Lucy and Schneizel. That experience appeals to him. The girl in front of him was also the world's favorite child of war.

A monster three years older than herself and with a long history of experience. In terms of physical and mental growth, she might be a more formidable opponent than Lucy.

Such a monster is holding a battle axe without any carelessness.

Saraswati was amused. How could such a monster be so serious about her?

"Don't be frightened like that The battle will be boring."

"I am not frightened."

"I hope so."

（What do you want?)

　Saraswati gritted her teeth tightly.

　I know. I know that.

No matter how much effort I put in, if a genius puts in the same amount of effort, I'm just a rank below them.

In a sense, it's a miracle that she made it to the top eight.

　But...

（Oh, ! Don't think about anything! I'm going crazy!)

Forcibly cutting off her thoughts, Saraswati held the sword in her hands without thinking.

The same basic stance as the day she first held a sword, yearning to follow in her father's footsteps.

It is not as rough as Schneizel's or as relaxed as Lucy's.

Because She cannot be as special as they are, she has remained as basic as ever.

　Lieselotte, holding up her battle axe, smiled ferociously.

Instantly Saraswati feels her heart palpitating faster.

　Scary, painful. The loud cheers pouring from the audience sound like a chorus eagerly awaiting their defeat.

(Come on, come on, get it started!)

"Let the match begin!"

The moment She heard the signal, Saraswati advanced with all her might, using even physical reinforcement.

　For Lieselotte, who had finished every match so far with a single blow, it was too much of a self-destructive assault.

　The audience screamed, but Schneizel, who was watching the match, clenched his fist and said, "Okay! and clenched his fist.

　A super-sized battle axe. If fighting a heavy, long weapon, one must first get into its bosom before one can even think about it.

In fact, the decision was correct.

　The battle axe cannot be maneuvered finely, while the narrow space between the sword and the battle axe is excellent.

　It is hard to be hit unilaterally from out of range, but once you are in the pocket, that is the end of the story for the average user.

However, as a matter of course, Lieselotte is not average.

　Saraswati, concentrating all her attention, evaded Lieselotte's first blow and struck with her sword.

　In between the swords, and just after Lieselotte swung her battle-axe. From this point on, there was no way to rewind ----.

　Lieselotte forcibly pulls back the battleaxe with only her arm strength from the position she swung with all her might.

　The battleaxe was in a ridiculous position, and with only one arm, there was not much strength in it.

But Saraswati's sword, which she had fired with all her might, was repelled.

"Ugh, no!

Saraswati was stunned for a moment by this act that seemed to defy the laws of physics. It was a blink of an eye, but it was more than enough time for the world's chosen warrior.

The battle-axe swung out strongly and blew away Saraswati, who was hurriedly holding up his sword, with a mess of force over his defenses.

The warrior was so overcome by the force of the blow that he could not even hold his sword.

Saraswathi rolled around the arena, spewing blood and vomit, just like the previous competitors. If she had not used body reinforcement, she would have been finished off with a single blow. The power was that overwhelming.

　The venue was silent. This was different from the previous matches. The scene was so overwhelming that no one could say anything.

"Calm down, Schneizel. I don't think you're going to do this, but don't run out on me."

"I know! I know!"

　Schneizel's eyes widen and he clenches his teeth so hard they bleed.

　It was Gardias who restrained him from going to rescue his daughter at any moment.

　Even they had not expected Lieselotte's power.

"Is it over?"

"Oh, no, of course not yet."

Saraswati had already been wounded to the bone, though she had managed to get up. Almire was beginning to wonder when to call the end of the match.

　However, Lieselotte laughed in such a situation. She was smiling with a genuine smile, as if she was already enjoying herself.

'Huh, you really intend to win the match."

'It's not a matter of course."

 

For a moment, she looked hesitant, but Saraswati quickly shook it off and readied her sword.

　　I am here on that basis. Then how can you be frustrated by this?

　　The defeat was certain. However, in order to pick up one victory at a time, Sarasvati moved forward again.

　First of all, she had to break the gap. Otherwise, there was no way he could win against a long-handled weapon. However, Lieselotte, who handled the battle axe, knew this best.

 

"Hmmm, " I'm going to get a little serious."

　This time, the battle axe is swung from a distance before it gets close. It is not a large swing, but a compact attack. It was a compact attack, a lean blow that further reduced the playfulness of Saraswati's warnings.

Saraswathi managed to avoid it and tried to close the distance, but the second blow from the abnormally fast puller was helpless.

　There was no way to catch it or deflect it. He was forced to retreat once again in the face of a hard blow that would have blown him away if it had touched him in the slightest.

　And then...

A battle axe approached Saraswati, who was supposed to have retreated. Lieselotte, who was able to use overwhelming physical strength to her advantage, immediately closed in on her and attacked in a continuous fashion.

"Aaagh!"

Saraswati, who was on the receiving end of the attack, was so occupied that she didn't even have the stamina left to turn to the offensive.

"Hmmm. I'm not satisfied. Is this all you can do?"

The fight was over. Lieselotte, who had struck the final blow, looked down at Saraswati with disappointment in her eyes.

"I..."

　A super-heavy blow approaching. The overwhelming strongman repeated victory once again..