“Prince Harold! The details of the match have been decided!”
Three days after the New Year Celebration, Lord Drake came to me while I was training with Sandra for the match.
I mean, even though he quit the Royal Guard, isn’t he showing his face at the Royal Palace a little too often?
“Thank you. And…”
“Yes, here it is.”
Lord Drake spread out a piece of parchment and showed it to us.
First, the date of the match is as scheduled, seven days from today. The location will be a special venue prepared in the Central Plaza of the Royal Capital.
Of course, spectator seats will be prepared separately from the seats for nobles so that the common people can also watch.
Next, regarding the match method and victory conditions.
The use of real swords is permitted, and the type of weapon is also free. It will be a time-unlimited, one-round match, and the victory condition is only when all three of the head referee and two assistant referees determine the winner, or when one of the combatants is incapacitated.
“…Furthermore, I will serve as the head referee. However, to ensure fairness, Prince Cardis and Prince Raphael will each provide one assistant referee.”
“Hmm…”
Superficially, the fact that Wilfred didn’t get to choose any of the referees is concerning in its own way.
If that guy loses, he’s likely to suspect foul play and make a fuss.
Which means… to achieve a complete victory, I have to drive Wilfred to the point of incapacitation.
“This is quite tough…”
“Indeed… but if the winner is clear to everyone, even if the referees are influenced, they won’t be able to easily commit fraud.”
“True.”
Here, allowing the common people to watch will have a significant effect.
I can only be grateful to Duke Chevalier and Minister Olson for suggesting this with such a situation in mind.
“Fufu… then, there’s only one thing Lord Hal needs to do.”
“Yes. Together with my partner, Caz, I’ll just have to block all of that guy’s attacks and meet everyone’s expectations.”
I could use Caz’s Snatch to attack, but if I did that, they’d definitely call it unfair or a foul. Magic skills aren’t prohibited by the rules, though.
In any case, I’ll only use it if Wilfred uses a magic skill first.
“Wah ha ha ha ha ha ha! If that’s the case, then I will also accompany you in your Special Training, Your Highness!”
“No, Lord Drake, you’ve done enough.”
“What!? What did you say!?”
Sandra firmly refused, and Lord Drake raised his voice and pressed closer.
He was trying to cooperate with me, but she’s throwing a wet blanket on it.
But.
“If Lord Drake, who will be serving as the head referee, were to do such a thing, that scum would undoubtedly use it as a reason to complain even if Lord Hal wins. If you wish for Lord Hal’s victory, please withdraw from here.”
“Mmmmmm…”
Lord Drake groaned as he looked at Sandra, who bowed deeply.
He understood the possibility and was frustrated by his inability to do anything. By the way, Sandra, is it okay for you to call that guy “scum” in front of Lord Drake…?
“Ahaha, there’s no need to worry. I’ll definitely win. So much so that Wilfred won’t be able to say a single word of complaint, completely and utterly.”
“Hmph… if you say so, then I have no choice but to believe in Prince Harold. But ‘completely and utterly’ is a delightful prospect!”
Lord Drake, finally convinced, laughed heartily. But I wish he’d stop patting me on the back so hard.
“Lord Hal, let’s continue the Special Training.”
“Yes!”
Sandra and I resumed our Special Training while Lord Drake watched over us.
To win against Wilfred.
And.
“Uwaaaa…”
Finally, the day of the match arrived, and I couldn’t help but let out a voice in the waiting room, overwhelmed by the deafening cheers coming from the Central Plaza, which was the venue.
I wonder how many people are here.
“Fufu… today, the spectators here will finally witness Lord Hal’s magnificent figure.”
“Sandra.”
Sandra took my hand and chuckled.
“Thanks to your Special Training, I’ve become this strong. Now, all that’s left is to unleash it all on Wilfred.”
“Yes. Lord Hal, you can definitely win. After all, you can block ninety percent of my attacks.”
At first, I couldn’t block Sandra’s attacks even once, but now I can shut them out nine times out of ten.
Even though Wilfred is the protagonist, the main story of EnHaza hasn’t even started yet. That guy should only have the initial stats from the game.
In that case, there’s no way I, who has maxed out my stats, carries my partner Caz, and has even obtained a Title, can lose to that guy.
Therefore.
“I’m off! And… victory to you!”
“Yes! Victory to you!”
Seen off by Sandra, I stepped into the match venue with Caz… Jet-Black Shield Caspary.
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