Before using my supernatural powers, I had been losing through a long, drawn-out battle.
After I started using my supernatural powers, I was able to decide the match in a single strike.
Adler seemed unwilling to step down, though.
After that, we had three more practice matches, and I used my supernatural powers to their full extent in all of them.
However, as long as I strengthened my body with my power, my abilities would be overwhelmingly superior to Adler Belkinâs. I only broke his training sword once, though.
I was stronger, faster, and more accurate than him, and I was also superior to him in technique due to the aid of my supernatural ability.
My supernatural power, which got increasingly stronger, didnât just strengthen my physical power anymoreâit even helped me improve my level of swordsmanship.
Eventually, Orbis Classâ A-8 Adler Belkin returned to his seat, a look of defeat etched onto his face.
Class Bâs Nilssonia lost to LudwigâŠ
And Class Aâs Adler Belkin lost to me, the self-proclaimed weakest.
The practice match between the Royal Class and the Orbis Class ended in the devastating defeat of the Orbis Class.
âAre you ready?â
-Tak!
ââŠWhy did you flick me?â
When I went back to my seat, I flicked a finger against Ellenâs forehead. She then covered it with her palm and stared at me.
âIf I lose, Iâll get hit. If I win, youâll get hit, right?â
ââŠI never agreed to that.â
âI never agreed to getting hit either.â
ââŠâ
Ellen was speechless as if she couldnât find any words to throw back at me.
She sulked like that sometimes.
It was insanely cute.
It was equal to if not better to Harrietâs sulking.
However, unlike Harriet, she was a little trickier to deal with, so that was a problem.
âŠBut why was I even thinking so hard about that?
âReinhardt, how are you so good? You really improved your skills a lot.â
âIs that so?â
Ludwig was muttering beside me, thinking that I was able to overpower that guy with my supernatural ability.
My fight was what it was, but I was wondering just how the hell he became so much stronger. Just what had changed?
Scarlett didnât really talk to me, but her expression was slightly flushed from excitement.
She must have been really impressed.
âBy the way, what did you mean with youâre the weakest? Iâm not sure I could ever beat you, you know?â
Ludwig didnât seem to believe that I was the weakest among the four of us.
âThat statement was based on the premise that I didnât use my supernatural ability.â
âAh⊠But I still think that Iâm still far behind you.â
âDonât speak fucking bullshit, Mr. Main Character.â I wasnât sure about the outcome if I used my supernatural powers, but if I fought that guy without them, I would, without a doubt, lose. He only had one talent, Stamina, but he was the âmain characterâ, after all.
I bet he had some sort of traitâa setting I had never created.
Just like Ellen had the trait Heroâs Blood, there have should be other traits I wasnât aware of.
Ludwig should have a lot of such corrective traits. Why? Because he was the main character.
Maybe he also had Heroâs Blood? He would eventually become just as strong as Ellen, after all.
And to begin with, even if I used my supernatural ability, I could never defeat Ellen, even if she didnât use magic body strengthening, and it wouldnât work against Scarlett either. Scarlettâs skills were enough to compete with even Cliffman, who had a combat-focused talent.
Still, thanks to my self-suggestion getting stronger from all those experiences, I felt like my physical abilities had explosively improved.
Now, if I could just enhance my magical power, I wouldnât want for anything more.
Improving my physical abilities with magic body strengthening and then buffing them again through my self-suggestionâŠ
Iâd be able to beat up anyone coming at me with that double buff cast on me.
But could I even do that?
I thought it really was about time for me to get my third talent. I had been really patient for such a long time, after all.
Anyway, the class commenced without the Orbis Class trying to take unprovoked revenge on the Royal Class.
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After the class ended, I looked up Ludwigâs physical data and found out why he ended up becoming so strong.
B-11 Ludwig
[Strength 14.2(B-)]
[Agility 10.4(C)]
[Dexterity 9.7(C-)]
[Magical Power 9.2(C)]
[Stamina 32.2(S)]
Talents
[Stamina]
Ludwigâs physical abilities were improving so rapidly that they couldnât even be compared to his stats in the original novel anymore. His stamina had already surpassed human limits and reached the S Rank. Not even Ellen had reached S Rank in any of her stats.
There was only one reason:
Because of my involvement, Ludwig had not gotten involved in any incidents or problems within his class.
He didnât have to pay attention to anything else and had just focused on his own training thatâwas why his physical ability had risen so much more than in the novel.
As all his burdens had disappeared, the main character was able to become stronger than usual since there was nothing to distract him.
Even if I used my supernatural ability, I might not be able to beat him.
What was with that?
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To summarize, there were no more fights with the Orbis Class, and we just trained as we took the classes together. I felt like the losing sideâs mood had been put down by a lot, but anyway, the class ended without any incidents. There were no quarrels with them after that either.
However, when I returned to the dormitory, the atmosphere turned a little strange.
-Just tell the teacher.
-No. Itâs too embarrassing.
The three idiot brothers were sitting in the lobby seriously talking about something amongst themselves. What was the matter? What did they not want to tell the teacher?
It looked like Erich was the main topic of their talk. When I looked closely, I could see that the boyâs face was slightly swollen.
âWhat? Howâd you become like that?â
â!â
âR-ReinhardtâŠâ
Cayer, Kono Lint, and Erich were all stunned when I suddenly approached them.
Looking at Erich de Lafaeriâs face, it was more than obvious that he had been beaten up. Erich, who seemed to have worked out a little during the vacation, at first had wanted to try me again, but when he found out that I did something very unusual in the Darklands, he gave up all thought of that.
All three of them seemed surprised because they didnât expect me to show any interest in them.
âWhat? Iâm asking you something, you punk.â
Why were those bastards so slow to answer my question?
Did they want to get hit more?
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Sitting diagonally across from Erich on the armrest of the chair Kono Lint was sitting on, I listened to what happened to him.
ââŠDid you get into a fight with the Orbis Class?â
ââŠUh.â
It seemed like Erich had gotten involved in a similar incident to us that day. That guy took a different swordsmanship class, and it seemed like there was an Orbis Class student among its participants.
So I was pretty sure that I had hit the nail on the head.
âYou fucking bastard. Did you or did you not get into a fight with them? Talk already.â
âYes! I-I was about to tell you!â
-Flinch!
Erichâs whole body strongly flinched when I raised my hand. âDo I just have to raise my hand without even hitting them now to make them tremble?â
It sure was interesting how they immediately rebounded after just having lost their fear of me.
âYa think itâs a good thing that you got pissed off after they defeated you during practice and then got beat up by them after class? And you, CayerâŠâ
âAh⊠Huh?â
âWhat are you so proud of that you wanna go and tell the teachers all about it?â
âB-but he got beaten up andâŠâ
âHuuh?â
Cayer shut his mouth when he saw me frowning.
What happened to him was similar to what went down in my case, but the results were the direct opposite of each other.
While attending the swordsmanship class, Erich had a practice match with the Orbis Class like myself, and after being miserably beaten, it seemed like his pride had gotten severely hurt.
âIf you tell people who are very sensitive to the word âtalentâ that youâll be able to step on them next year because they donât even have a talent, youâd be very lucky if they didnât send you flying. You met someone with one hell of a good personalityâhe just beat you up a little and then let you go.â
After losing to the Orbis Class kid, he had told him, âYou donât even have a talent, so Iâll be able to step all over you next year, anyway. Enjoy it while it lasts, okay~?â
He looked like a complete piece of shit.
That punk should be glad that he didnât get stabbed. Anyway, it seemed like he struck one of the opponentâs nerves, so he had got beaten quite viciously before crawling back. Erich got squashed without even being able to refute.
However, Erich was slightly different from how he was in the original.
He was someone who didnât know how to put effort into anything, although he did end up making an effort later on, it was at a much later time.
However, looking at his physical stats, that guy seemed to have worked out a little during the vacation. Of course, it was just weight training, I believe.
Seeing that he was acting really strangely towards me as soon as school started again, I could guess why he did that.
âI think you did a bit of training during the vacation to stick it to me to begin with, am I right?â
â!!â
âSeems like I am.â
I could see Erichâs complexion grow pale, perhaps because my guess was correct.
It seemed like that bastard decided to train during the vacation because he felt pressured by me, and it looked like he had planned to deal with me during the new semester.
It was more than clear that the three idiot brothers were looking down on me, and there was also a time in the past where I had beat up Erich like Cayer.
However, it was clear that he gave up on those plans pretty early on. He probably had a strong hunch that he wasnât the only one who had gotten stronger.
Still, he had gained more confidence in himself, so he had to play big before someone, but it seemed that the other party was someone of the Orbis Class. Erich and the other two, whose thoughts had been laid bare, seemed like they were slowly dying in real-time.
âShameful little bastards. If you canât beat me, donât try to mess with me. Same goes for the guy you got fucked up by today.â
He was so overconfident that it hurt. Why was he so rude when he knew he couldnât beat that guy? Erich couldnât even raise his face as I was insulting him.
âBeating up the other kids again⊠Are you some thug?â
ââŠ?â
I turned around at the sudden voice coming from behind me and saw Harriet looking at me with her arms crossed, sighing.
ââŠBeat up who?â
âOtherwise, why does his face look like that?â
Looking at Erichâs beaten-up face, it was only natural that she thought that it was me who had hit him.
âNo, it wasnât me, right? Hey. Did I hit you?â
âHuh? Ah⊠N-no. He didnât do⊠it.â
When I glared at him with a grim look in my eyes, Erich immediately answered.
What the hell? Now it looked like I was threatening him to pretend like I didnât hit him after I did just that.
No, I really didnât do it!
Harriet was looking at me as if I was crazy.
ââŠWow, you look like a real thug⊠Now youâre even threatening himâŠâ
That brat.
She looked like she was actually a bit disappointed in me, didnât she?
No! I really didnât hit him!
I felt like crying.
I felt like the boy who cried wolf.
Harriet let out a sigh, andâlooking at Erich, who had crumpled upâshouted at him with a shrill voice.
âYou too! Donât you feel ashamed always getting beat up by that guy? If you donât like it, just tell the teacher or something so that he canât do these things anymore.â
âH-he really didnât hitâŠâ
âWhat happened to your face then? If he hit you, you should just say that he hit you!â
âThat, that⊠That⊠ThatâsâŠâ
âWow.â
âHe might get PTSD from this school year.â
Hearing those things from a third party hurt a lot more than getting hit.
Harriet didnât seem to realize that she was slowly shattering Erichâs dignity.
âWhat is this?â
I was just trying to talk some smack to them because I saw them grumbling behind my back and they had seemed like they wanted to jump me.
Then Harriet had suddenly intervened and went even beyond the level of true education. I didnât want to smack them down that hard, you know?
I didnât actually beat him, either!
âHeâs actually nothing. He just has a dirty temper, so if you really stick it to him and are bold, he canât do anything against you.â
âAh. That⊠ThatâsâŠâ
Harriet kept on beating Erich up with her words without a single break. He didnât even know what she was talking about.
âHarriet? Whatâs going on?â
And when Harriet was muttering some words that felt like a good old sermon, she attracted some attention.
That time, Liana de Grantz seemed to have gotten curious and approached us. Harriet sighed as she pointed at me.
âThat bastard just canât let go of his habits and is bullying the others again.â
No.
âI was just asking him what happened! I didnât actually hit him. I was a bit rough with my words, but I really didnât hit them!â
âAnd now youâre just picking on me!â She didnât even realize that I actually felt like I was being bullied.
Looking at Erichâs faceâŠ
Because Liana had also come over, he seemed like he wanted to actually die. The other two didnât look much different.
ââŠItâs just been two days of school.â
Liana looked at me as if I was a dog who couldnât hold his poop in. She couldnât help but look at me as if I was pathetic. Then she looked down at Erich, smirked, and said:
âWhy are you even getting hit?â
After Liana gave him the final blow, she simply slipped away.