I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 81

Two days remained until the ceasefire negotiations.

It had been a little over two weeks since the commotion.

Bangwall had regained its stability, and urban development was progressing smoothly.

The culprit who attacked Nephthys had yet to be caught.

We spent our days with a lingering sense of unease.

—

Training Grounds.

A girl with glowing, pale blue hair lunged at me.

“Haa!”

“Your attacks are too predictable. Add more variation to your movements.”

“Yes!”

I was currently training in magic martial arts with Roa.

I deflected Roa’s strikes with the palm of my hand.

For most fighters of the Star Stella class, the common style was to put full force into each attack. However, Roa’s approach focused on relentless consecutive strikes, leaving no opening for the opponent to counterattack.

“Hah! Taah! There!”

“Your attacks are too light. That won’t be enough to defeat a Star Stella-class opponent like Naia.”

After Roa witnessed my encounter with Evelyn that day, she questioned me about it relentlessly.

Though I managed to dodge her inquiries, the end result was that we started training together every day.

“Hit me with everything you’ve got.”

“B-but… I might hurt you, Brother.”

Noticing Roa’s attacks becoming softer, I pointed it out.

She hesitated, fidgeting as if expecting something from me.

She was completely playing into it.

“Roa… Are you underestimating me?”

“…!”

As I coldly challenged her, Roa’s face flushed with excitement.

“Stop holding back and go all out.”

“Y-yes!”

As I suspected, Roa had a bit of a masochistic side.

Though it seemed to be exclusive to me, I had no idea how it got to this point.

—

Shukuchi.

In an instant, Roa disappeared from my sight.

By the time I located her again, she was already mid-air, delivering a downward kick.

Only Roa could use a hybrid of nerve enhancement and body enhancement.

Even for me, keeping up with her speed was barely manageable.

“Hya!”

A fierce strike aimed at my neck.

I blocked it with my arm, absorbing the impact.

Speed equaled weight.

This strike was several times heavier than the previous ones.

I redirected the force downward, causing the ground beneath us to crack and lift.

“Good.”

“Not done yet!”

As Roa landed behind me, she immediately turned and charged forward.

(Coming straight at me? That’s too easy.)

I prepared to counter and take her down.

However, the follow-up attack never came.

(A feint? Not bad.)

“Take this!”

Roa reappeared behind me, swinging her fist towards my face.

But her punch stopped just centimeters before making contact.

I had already grabbed her wrist.

“Not bad.”

“Ah! …Urgh.”

I twisted her arm and maneuvered behind her, locking her in a chokehold.

Entangling my legs around her, I pinned her to the ground.

A faint scent of white lilies drifted from her neck.

“Against a Star Stella-class opponent, chokeholds can be effective—but only if they’re unarmed.”

“Ugh… it’s… hard to breathe…”

“Do you give up?”

“I-I… I… want… more… like this…”

Drool trickled from the corner of Roa’s mouth as her eyes rolled back.

She was determined to endure until she passed out.

Since I had no intention of indulging her strange tendencies, I slowly released my grip.

*Cough* *Cough* “Haa… haa… I surrender.”

“If that last strike had been against someone else, it would have landed. You’ve improved, Roa.”

“Haa… haa… Thank you.”

I was slightly worried about whether she could demonstrate her full potential in a real fight, but for now, she was progressing well.

“By the way, Roa, are you wearing perfume?”

“Yes. Do you not like it, Brother?”

“No, I actually do.”

“This perfume was a gift from Sister.”

Roa brushed her hair aside, letting the fragrance spread.

“Elmia, huh?”

Apparently, Elmia had given it to her, saying, “Roa, you’re at an age where you should take care of yourself… Oh, right, you’re a boy. But since you’re cute, it’s fine.”

As expected of my future wife, she thought the same way I did.

—

“Well done.”

Nicolette and Roa’s attendant dusted us off with cloths.

“Nicolette, any news on the culprit who attacked Nephthys?”

“Yes… We’ve gathered eyewitness accounts and identified a suspect.”

“Good work. Who is it?”

“A man named Drowin, an information broker.”

“An information broker?”

“Yes. The last sighting was when he met with the newly appointed head of the Merchant Guild. Since the Judicial Bureau arrived, he has gone into hiding.”

“I see. Investigate the Merchant Guild’s leader thoroughly. He could be an accomplice.”

“Understood.”

Drowin, huh? That’s a name I hadn’t heard before.

Could this be separate from Lynx?

If there were two people hiding nearby, this was becoming troublesome.

—

The Beastman Hero.

A very troublesome existence.

Without magic, they could still fight Star Stella-class warriors, making them ideal for infiltration and assassination.

If left unchecked, another similar incident would surely happen.

“We need countermeasures. If I had a sample, I could conduct research… but it’s not that simple.”

I doubted one would conveniently show up, but if I found one, capturing them alive would be a priority.

Since beastman heroes couldn’t use healing magic, capturing them wouldn’t be too difficult.

All I had to do was remove their limbs.

Drowin… I’ll remember that name.

—

“Nicolette, how’s Evelyn doing?”

“Evelyn is quite exceptional. She’s crucial to urban planning, particularly in commercial expansion and public works. The city wouldn’t function without her.”

“I see. We really found a valuable asset.”

Apparently, Evelyn graduated top of her class from Stora University in the Holy Kingdom of the Far East.

Not only was she skilled in law, but she also researched history, possessing deep knowledge of ancient empires’ cultures and technologies.

When I suggested, “Let’s build a sewer system!” she was the only one who immediately understood and supported the idea while others looked confused.

“Thanks to Lord Shalka’s efforts, the sewer construction is progressing well. There shouldn’t be any sudden unemployment.”

“Good. Infrastructure should always come first.”

While I merely blasted holes following Evelyn’s directions, she managed everything else.

—

Bangwall was starting to take shape.

“Yes, it will surely become a great city.”

Looking over the rapidly transforming Bangwall, I felt a sense of fulfillment.

A place for people to live, a place worth protecting.

“Well then, we should start preparing. Roa, get ready.”

“Yes.”

We began preparing for today’s main event.