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

Ha-ha! Lucy did it!"

　Schneizel, who was watching the match from near the arena as an attendant, shouted as soon as the match was decided.

　For a while, he was prepared for a loss.

　Lieselotte is a superior warrior to lusi , who is about the same age.

　She has the power and speed that come from her overwhelming physical ability, and the high level of technical skill that she must have acquired through tireless training.

　Lieselotte has no weak spots as a warrior, and in this world of hundreds of millions of people, she is a genius who may or may not appear once every few decades.

　That is why the significance of showing her to be more than that is immeasurable.

Ambidexterity is a joke! It's not something you can do just by trying. I tried to do it once, but I gave up. But you, you, you!

"Calm down."

"Stupid."

"Both of your twins are valuable talents for the future of Arcadia, aren't they?"

" Isn't that right, Sir! Lucy is as you just saw, and even Saras has nothing but potential!"

"That's why you have to be on your toes. I'm not going to let you get caught in the middle of this thing and die."

　Gerdias, who spat out the words sharply, ran his eyes around for just a few seconds.

　That is all. With that single movement, Galdias assessed the situation in the arena, judged that there was nothing unusual, and exhaled.

"I know, I'm not going to do anything rash with my daughter there. I'm serious."

"If you ask me, it's not enough."

"You're being harsh. If you compare me to you, no one in the world can beat me."

　For more than a dozen years, Ghardias has been the great general of the Kingdom of Arcadia.

　His experience, accumulated over tens of thousands of troops on the battlefield, is what he has accumulated.

　Even in an arena that can accommodate more than 40,000 people, he is able to detect any obvious abnormality just by looking around once.

　He is unable to detect even the smallest changes, but he has excellent men stationed in those blind spots and has put in place a thorough system to ensure that there are no omissions whatsoever.

　Aside from his combat ability, which is superior to Schneizel's at the moment, the most outstanding part of Ghardias is the accuracy and speed with which he grasps the situation.

　---The reason why they are so alert is, of course, that Cassandra is still alive.

　If they had hinted at an attack at this time, they would almost certainly have been targeting royalty.

　And the time of the attack is expected to be around the time of the martial arts tournament.

　We cannot let them kill the royal family because of the prestige of the country.

　Lieselotte is also there, if only for the moment. In a situation where the royalty of other countries must also be protected, Ghardias was more focused than when he was on the front lines of battle.

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　---At the same time, in a certain part of Allegaria.

'Didn't he say something about that particular body being specially made?'

　In a dimly lit room, a man wearing a black mask speaks to a woman wearing a monastic outfit. The woman was also in a black mask.

"This is our only success so far,". If I lose this, all the research I've done in the past two years will have gone to waste."

"Then why don't you use another body?"

That's an impossible proposition. The previous body was used for combat and had a life storage of fifty lives. Except for this body, it was the most powerful body I had.

"Since I lost that battle, I had no choice but to get really serious."

"I don't take seriousness lightly. I had made up my mind that I would never use this one thing no matter what."

"The reason is that the opponent is so strong that it can overturn that determination. I'm going to die as well."

"Maybe it's both our time to die."

　The black masked woman, Cassandra, rolls her laughter in the back of her throat.

 

　She now possesses the power to destroy an entire city by virtually any means necessary.

　But she would never do that, because it would empty her of magic power, and if she did, Schneizel, Galdias, and even Almir would come running.

'We don't have much time before we have to make our decision, but are we ready?"

". I've already done it. Is everything all right there?"

"Yes. I've already got a device in my car, if you want it."

'That's funny."

　They laugh in the darkness.

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　When Cassandra and the others laughed, Ash, whose memories had been extracted by the magicians, began to twitch suddenly.

　Numerous magic circles emerge from his body. His eyes were white, his mouth was foaming, and his unusual appearance caused the sorcerers to laugh.

"Hmmm. The sorcerers were right, as the Commander had said."

"Yes. Our commander is really bad."

"Yeah. I don't know what's going on right now

 

　They are Almire's subordinates, and each one of them is a skilled magician. They would definitely be among the top hundred most skilled in the kingdom of Arcadia.

Even they cannot understand the reason for Ash's change. The only thing they can barely read is that a slow-acting trap must have been planted in his body.

The magic circle that emerges is so complex that it is impossible to grasp the full picture.

　And yet...

"Oh, just in time!"

　After Lucy match was over, Almire, who had finished her work as the chief referee, came into the room. Her eyes perfectly analyze the phenomenon in front of her.

"You may think you've got it all worked out, but you haven't I'm the best when it comes to magic."

---Several hundred years have passed since the King of Magic successfully systematized the art of magic.

　During that time, no one has been able to surpass the techniques of the great masters.

　The limit is to master existing magic or to create original magic in accordance with the king's theories.

　To that extent, his techniques were ahead of their time. The magical theories he passed down to future generations were too perfect to be surpassed.

　Except for one person.

"He was a great magician, but he was too far ahead of his time to be surpassed. Too bad. The other day I was practicing a curse return."

　Almire, the only sorcerer in hundreds of years to have surpassed the king of sorcery, laughed, confident of the success of his technique.

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"Gooo, boo."

　The black-masked sorcerer, who was chatting with Cassandra, suddenly vomited blood.

　He keeps vomiting and vomiting, but it doesn't stop. A pool of blood spread to the man's feet.

"What?"

"Get away!"

'Run away? What the...?

You monster! Come... to...  this... spot".

　With these words, the man fell into a pool of blood.