“Now then, the second day of the main tournament. The battles for a spot in the semifinals are about to begin!”
“Woooah!”
Ah, the first match of today is starting.
I decided to watch Ao’s match while cooking at the stall.
Silvia-san and the attendants, helping with customers and food, kept glancing toward the stage as well.
“In the blue corner… she can already be considered a top contender. Yesterday, she demonstrated her sword skills, but her true profession is a mage. Ao-senshu!”
“Go, Ao!”
“Do your best today too!”
“She’s waving! So cute!”
By now, Ao needed no introduction—she was a crowd favorite.
Today, many children were gathered at the front of the stage, cheering with all their might as Ao waved her tentacles back at them.
“In the red corner… he has bulldozed every opponent in his path. The martial artist, Bulldog-senshu!”
“He’s huge!”
“Look at those muscles!”
Ao’s opponent today was a towering, over-two-meter tall, muscle-bound martial artist, sporting a bushy beard on a shaved head. And, for some reason, he was shirtless.
“Ao has chosen a hand-to-hand combat match. She has declared that she will not use magic beyond physical enhancement, nor any weapons.”
“Wow! This time it’s hand-to-hand combat!”
“That slime can do anything, huh?”
Once again, Ao had chosen a strategy tailored to her opponent’s fighting style.
The audience was stunned by her adaptability.
For Ao, a martial arts match seemed right up her alley.
After a handshake, the two stepped back to their starting positions.
“Then, let the first match begin!”
“Woooah!”
The crowd erupted at the starting signal.
But Ao and the martial artist stood their ground, both frozen in their stances at the starting line.
“Oh! Ao-senshu and Bulldog-senshu—neither is making a move! They are seemingly studying the other’s approach.”
“Huh? What’s going on?”
“Did something happen?”
The spectators murmured among themselves, puzzled by the lack of action.
Yet to a keen observer, an invisible battle of wills was raging between the two.
The martial artist was already dripping with sweat, clearly pressured by Ao’s sheer presence.
Shu.
Thud!
“Ugh…”
Thud.
“Ah! Ao-senshu’s devastating body slam connects! Bulldog-senshu can’t get back up, and the referee has stopped the match!”
“Woooah!”
“Amazing… I didn’t even see it happen!”
“What just happened?”
The match was decided in an instant.
Ao had charged at the martial artist with a body slam.
He couldn’t evade her attack, lost consciousness, and collapsed face-down. The referee immediately declared the match over, and Ao tended to him before he was carried off on a stretcher to the medical tent.
It all happened so fast that most of the spectators didn’t even fully grasp what had occurred.
However, the Margrave’s wife calmly explained the situation, so she clearly saw Ao’s body slam in action.
“Ao has advanced to the semifinals!”
“Woooah!”
Once again, she officially announced Ao’s victory.
The crowd erupted into cheers.
Ao waved her tentacles back at them, responding to their support.
It had been a spectacular win—rarely seen, flashy, and impactful. The impression it left on the audience was enormous.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com.
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