ăGood morning Ladies and Gentlemen, and welcome the Martial Arts Tournamentâs final set of events. The weatherâs looking great today folks, itâs a perfect day to finally buckle up and watch this yearâs last two matches. The first weâll have today will be a showdown for third place!ă
It seemed that today would be the last time we heard the caster and his commentary. Realizing that almost caused me to feel a sense of solitude, the same kind youâd feel as a festival you enjoyed came to a close.
ïŒMaster. Feeling off?ïŒ
ăNah, itâs just that it hadnât really struck me that todayâs the tourneyâs last day.ă
ïŒWill play all cards.ïŒ
ăYeah, that we will.ă
ïŒNn!ïŒ
Fran was unlike me in the sense that she didnât feel even the slightest bit of lament. She was too busy being totally pumped. The young black catgirl honestly appeared to be thinking of nothing but the duel she was about to engage in.
Seeing her like that made me feel that she was extremely reliable.
ăEntering from the west, we have a C ranked adventurer thatâs used this tournament to make a name for herself, Fran, the Black Lightning Princess! Donât be fooled by her, folks, âcause she packs one hell of a punch! Her fangs are so sharp that theyâve even allowed her to take down an A ranker! Letâs hope we once again get to see her unleash that daunting black lightning of hers onto the field!ă[1]
We heard our last welcoming roar as we entered the ring. I figured that most of the audience members present were here to see the finals, but they ended up cheering Fran on regardless.
ăMmph. Here.ă
ăUnfortunately, he looks like heâs in great condition today.ă
Fermus walked towards the stage with a relaxed smile decorating his face. He didnât seem even the slightest bit nervous. It was something I really shouldâve seen coming given that heâd once won three of these things in a row.
ïŒNot unfortunate.ïŒ
ăWell, allâs good if thatâs how you feel, I guess.ă
Fran, unlike me, wished to see him in perfect form. Her nature as a battle maniac made it so she wouldâve actually ended up being rather disappointed if he wasnât.
ăAnd from the east, Fermus, the Dragon Hunter! They say heâs retired, but, to me, it doesnât look like his strengthâs faded even in the slightest! He unfortunately lost the final round, but is definitely still going strong!ă
Fermusâ gear was just as light as usual. He didnât seem to be wearing anything more than just a white shirt and a pair of black slacks if you looked at him from afar. The dandy looking older man had a bit of a rough but professional air to him, like a butler thatâd taken off his jacket and was ready to brawl. That said, his attire was actually made up of parts heâd gotten from dragons and whatnot. Looking at him more closely would allow one to tell that he was basically wearing scalemail.
ăHey, long time no see.ă
ăNn.ă
ăWould you get mad if I told you that I never expected to have to compete with you for third place?ă
ăSame thought.ă
ăI guess the feeling is mutual then.ă
Iâd been expecting to fight Royce, but Fermus had proven himself the more stronger of the two. I had to admit, Fermusâ thread based techniques were a real threat. We didnât know how they worked, nor what he could even really do with them. Guessing at his tactics was way out of the scope of our abilities. Worst of all was that he was way more experienced than us.
Our stats were higher than his, so if we were to lose, it would definitely be due to our lack of knowledge or experience.
Fighting Amanda had proven that we werenât good enough at coming up with functional tactics, as sheâd managed to completely dismantle our less than sane strategy of whipping out our trump card right off the bat.
ăThis matchâll be one to look forward to! A young adventurer in the middle of growing stronger will be pitted against an experienced A ranker. Which of the two will come up on top!?ă
ăMe.ă
ăNo, itâll be me.ă
Fran took a stance, which soon prompted Fermus to do the same. He looked empty handed, but I knew there was no way that was actually the case. His position was undoubtedly one from which he could deploy and manipulate his string-like weapons.
His threads had a huge number of elemental affinities attached to them. I wasnât really sure how they functioned, but if I had to guess, Iâd assume that each individual thread could have its own element. Likewise, each individual thread seemed to have a different value for its attack and magical conductivity.
ăIt looks like theyâre ready! Without further ado, let the battle for third place⊠begin!ă
We created a barrier and fired off several offensive spells the moment the caster signaled for us to start.
ăThunderbolt.ă
ăGale Hazard.ă
ăBlaze Wave.ă
ăAcid Venom.ă
Immediately spamming spells wasnât something that had worked on Amanda, but I figured the tactic could still be effective against someone like Fermus.
All four of our spells were targeting Fremusâ threads. We were hoping for the lightning magic would run through his threads and shock him, the fire magic to burn the threads down, the poison magic to melt them, and the wind magic to simply blow them away and prevent him from using them offensively.
And it worked. Our spells were able to null the first wave of attacks heâd thrown at us as the match began.
Despite that, we hadnât actually gotten any hits in, as his threads had suddenly pulsed with magical energy and dispersed our spells. The density of the mana that fluxed through his weapons was so high that I didnât even need to look to understand exactly what had happened.
It didnât seem like weâd be able to put too much pressure on him with magic alone.
ăLooks like weâll have to engage him in close combat.ă
ăNn.ă
Under normal circumstances, we wouldâve held the advantage at a range. We could have simply continued bombarding him with magic from a couple hundred meters away until we forced him to yield. The arena, however, was far too small to allow for the aforementioned tactic. The barrier made it so we were always in reach of his threads and the ever-changing attacks they could launch from any which direction.
That was why we decided to fight him up close, where itâd be a bit more difficult for him to manipulate his threads to his will.
We made use of the lesson Amanda and taught us and avoided using Physical Damage Nullification because we understood that Fermus was the type to deliver quick hits in rapid succession.
ïŒFirst, approach.ïŒ
ăYup.ă
ăBrilliant Lightning Rush!ă
Fran accelerated towards Fermus. He reacted by creating a wall with his threads, but was ultimately unable to stop us.
ïŒMaster! Executing plan!ïŒ
ăGot it! Dimension Shift!ă
ăShort Jump!ă
I teleported us, and this time, made the explicit assumption that we would be completely seen through. The reason I was willing to make such a move was because Iâd eliminated the risk associated with it through the use of Dimension Shift, a spell that took a few seconds to activate, but could prevent all sorts of different attacks. It was more than enough to shield us from getting hit the moment we reappeared.
And that was in fact exactly what happened â a series of threads assaulted us from four different directions the moment we finished teleporting.
The application of our contingency caused them to pass right through us without doing any sort of damage.
ăHmph! I knew it. You really can use Space/Time Magic after all.ă
ăHaaaaahhh!ă
Fran tried raising me above her head and crashing my blade into Fermusâ body, but wasnât able to. He had already figured out our goal, and so, he created a barrier of thread and stopped me in my tracks
Each individual thread was rather weak, but he was able to strengthen them and turn them into a shield by channeling magical energy through them and using a couple dozen in conjunction.
We couldnât take advantage of our higher weapon skill level because we still had absolutely no idea what Fermusâ threads could do. There was just no way we could see through his techniques or predict his actions without further knowledge of his style.
ăBut thatâs fine! âCause weâre not done just yet!ă
We didnât need to have me come into contact with Fermusâ flesh for us to damage him. The black lightning that enveloped Franâs body would shock whatever she attacked.
In other words, attacking Fermusâ threads would cause them to be struck by lightning. The electrical energy would conduct its way through his threads and ultimately damage him.
Or at least, thatâs what shouldâve happened.
ăThat wonât work.ă
ăKuh!ă
The black lightning did begin coursing through Fermusâ threads, but it began petering out and losing its power as it moved, only to disappear completely before reaching him. He had managed to use his threadsâ sheer volume to disperse all the electrical energy before it reached him.
Fran continued attacking Fermus while parrying the threads he countered her with, but to no avail. None of her lightning reached him; it all dispersed and flowed into either the ground or the air instead.
He was easily handling our technique with a method weâd never imagined possible.
ăDimension Shift.ă
ăShort Jump.ă
ăMultiple Doppelganger Synthesis!ă
I teleported us again, but this time, also threw in a few doppelgangers to distract him while we did. It was kinda obvious that Fermus would manage to defeat the doppelgangers in an instant, but I didnât care. What mattered was that the doppelgangers were more than just illusions. Their physical forms forced Fermus to invest time in actually dealing with them.
Watching my doppelgangers die was something that used to make me cringe, but Iâd gradually gotten used to and grown completely desensitized to it over time because of all the practice we had in using them.
ăNn?ă
ăHuh?ă
None of the three doppelgangers I spawned had taken on the form Iâd been expecting them to have.
They didnât have the form I had when I was still human, but instead, happened to possess my current form. Appearance wise, they were basically perfect replicas of me; it was impossible actually tell us apart at a glance.
Fortunately, they still did their jobs; Fermusâ eyes ended up getting pulled to the newly formed blades.
I was really curious as to why my doppelgangers had suddenly all turned into swords, but ended up shelving the thought for the time being. I needed to concentrate on the battle.
ăGo!ă
I telekinetically propelled my doppelgangers towards the dragon hunter. I hadnât planned on them actually damaging him, so Iâd only put just enough force in to cause them to move towards him at the same speed they would have been at had they been free falling.
None of the replicas really had much durability, so he destroyed them in an instant. But again, they served their purpose.
We were really quite fortunate that Fermus had just fought and lost to Forrund. The experience he gained from the battle was still fresh in his mind, so he ended up paying much more attention to the doppelgangers than was actually necessary. Weâd basically slipped his mind as a result.
ăHaaaaah!ă
ăWhat!?ă
We took advantage of the opening and attacked him. Though Fermus managed to avoid a direct hit, he still did end up bleeding. It was a pretty good outcome considering that Iâd activated Magic Poison Fang and laced the attack with venom.
The old dragon hunter had skill that let him resist abnormal status conditions, but I didnât care. My goal was once again not dealing him any direct damage, but instead detracting from his ability to focus. There was no way manipulating that many threads didnât require an incredible amount of concentration.
Fran continued rushing him down and attacking. Shallow wounds began appearing all over him as she did.
His threads were powerful and difficult to deal with, but we were still capable of defeating him so long as we stuck cl-
ăFran, watch out!ă
ăMmph!ă
A piece of thread rose from beneath Franâs feet and attempted to both trap and attack her.
Fermus had lured us to one of the traps heâd prepared upon figuring out that we wanted to engage him in close combat.
Iâd only barely noticed it in time for Fran to avoid a direct hit from it because of my Trap Detection skill. It was extremely difficult to pick up because of how high leveled Fermusâ Trap Creation skill was. It was the type that activated if we touched one of many specific threads.
We needed to watch out and be more careful of being baited going forward.
He took the opportunity caused by us recoiling from the trap to retreat and widen the gap between us.
Holy shit! Dealing with him and his god damn threads was a huge pain in the ass!
[1] Here, the author specifically denotes that Franâs title is, in Japanese, pronounced âKokuraiki.â
[2] I literally translated the second halves of these skills for now because Iâm not sure what theyâre supposed to do. Iâll update them accordingly once the author reveals their properties.