Chapter 14 Third Exam/Fate Perspective
{TL: By Creed}
"Heavy... heavy... heavy..."
I started to breathe more rapidly.
Perhaps it was due to the tension of fighting my fated opponent.
I could feel my body gradually becoming heavier.
"Suu..."
I can't continue like this.
I took a deep breath and calmed my mind.
Yes, I can still do this.
Fatigue slowly faded away, and my mind cleared up.
My vision became clear, and my senses sharpened.
"I can't believe... someone like me... dammit, damn it!!!"
Sigurd, who had become a wreck, groaned with a malevolent look on his face.
He probably never imagined this result when he started fighting me.
Well, I can't say I did either.
The third test was to fight Sigurd and achieve victory. I was nervous because it sounded difficult, but Sofia told me, "You can easily do it, just believe in yourself more."
There were various things that had happened, but until just recently, I was a slave and a useless existence.
Believing in myself so suddenly was difficult.
But I could believe Sofia's words.
I could believe in the me she had faith in.
And I challenged with all my strength, resulting in this situation.
I can't believe I was able to come this far.
If I continue like this, becoming an adventurer won't be a problem.
But no, I can't get complacent.
Sigurd might be hiding a trump card, or he might be deliberately taking attacks to lull me into complacency.
I need to be cautious and secure my victory.
"You brat!!!"
"Hah!"
Sigurd's attacks were very monotonous and slow.
Is this all he's got? It was almost disappointing.
It was easy to predict his sword's movements, and his actions were slow, making it easy to dodge.
Is this the power of an A-rank?
In fact, even if someone told me he was a C-rank, I might believe it.
"Who are you calling C-rank, you brat?!"
"Oh, did I say that out loud?"
"Don't mess around! I'm going to kill you!!!"
With a furious outburst, Sigurd swung his wooden sword wildly, but his attacks were still slow.
Why can someone like me easily see through them?
Oh, I see.
He's consumed by anger right now.
That's why his attacks have become predictable, and even I can see through them.
That must be it.
Alright, this is my chance.
"Ha!"
"Guh!?"
Sigurd's attack didn't even graze me.
Instead, I countered with a strike of my own.
"Like this... me, by useless...!"
"You were defeated by that useless."
"Darn it...!"
It seemed like he had completely lost consciousness, and there was no sign of him getting up.
"This... Sigurd being defeated, it's impossible! Wake up, Sigurd! Don't let someone as useless as him beat you!"
"Ugh, something like this happening...! This is, yes, cheating! It must be cheating; that useless person must have rigged something!!!"
Despite Mira and Lector's commotion, Sofia silenced them with a stern gaze.
"Fate hasn't cheated. I, Sofia Ascart, the Sword Saint, can guarantee that. Perhaps he was simply weaker? Hehe."
"Ugh..."
"Th-that's..."
Under the intense verbal assault from Sofia, Mira and Lector wore extremely bitter expressions.
Seeing their reactions, I offered a wry smile and then turned to Sofia with a smile, saying, 'I won.'
TL Note: He won and now their Adventure life begins.
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