I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 47

047 – The Golden Generation

“Golden Generation”

If you’re a fan of creative works, you’ve probably heard this phrase before, and it might even get you excited.

It refers to a specific era when exceptionally talented individuals gather.

Last year, it was just Eva Avery who was the strongest, so it wasn’t really said then.

And in the original story, Alan’s existence isn’t known to students from other schools.

What makes this event interesting is that students from other schools, as if they coordinated it, are all part of the “Golden Generation.”

The ones I just had a spat with, led by Michael, are from the Duran Sword and Magic Academy, considered the second most excellent after Noblesse.

But in the original story, they were seen winning numerous times.

They might act high and mighty, but the entire team backs up that talent.

Especially that Michael guy, he’s one of the strongest in the story, skillfully wielding both formidable swordsmanship and magic.

Being looked down upon by him is a first in this world, but I’ve seen scenes like this many times before.

It’s not him that’s making my guts boil; it’s me.

But, you can’t underestimate the students from other schools either.

In Noblesse, where various paths diverge, there are main scenarios where Duran doesn’t win.

Oscar Magic Academy, William Magic School, Mason Royal Magic High School, and so on…

All of them are oddballs, and all the teams are called the Golden Generation.

Looking up further, various countries’ talent scouts are watching us.

While they themselves might not have exceptional combat power, their vision is clear, and they’re here to identify promising students for the future.

Just because they graduate from the academy doesn’t mean they have to stay within the country’s borders.

Of course, certain conditions might be stipulated, and while the chances are high, every country desires someone exceptional like Eva Avery.

Asking directly? There’s no way. This is an implicit understanding across the countries.

That’s why it’s so exciting. With the betting system legalized, both the upper and lower ranks are excited.

Although I’m probably not as excited as I am.

When I shift my gaze, I see teams from various countries strategizing.

Michael, who provoked me earlier, notices me and makes a cutting gesture with his hand.

Now that I think about it, I think I met him when I was young.

I don’t remember what happened, but I definitely must have embarrassed myself.

Well, it’s not my fault his personality turned out twisted.

Enjoy yourself as much as you can.

“Come to think of it, where’s Milch Sensei?”

I looked around, but she had disappeared without me realizing.

Each team is supposed to have a teacher accompanying them…

“She said, ‘I’ll be leisurely spectating. Enjoy yourself, Weiss,’ and then she disappeared.”

“…I see.”

Well, that’s just like Milch Sensei.

In any case, we’re the ones who will be fighting, so I can’t rely on her.

At that moment, a stylish woman appeared in the arena.

Her attire is flashy with a lot of skin showing, but she’s like a referee to liven up the tournament.

I’m pretty sure she was hired for this, but I don’t remember the details.

She’s holding a small rod infused with sound magic.

After shouting various things about the tournament, the first round finally begins.

Naturally, it’s our turn already.

“First up, the prestigious Noblesse Magic Academy. Eva Avery from last year is still fresh in our memories. What about this year’s underclassmen? And facing them is the William Magic School, known for their unique spells. Furthermore, this year they’re known as the ‘Strongest Generation’ according to the school’s headmaster. The opening match of this tournament is also a clash between team leaders! Representing Noblesse Academy is Weiss Fancent. From the William Magic School, Riley Arlo!”

As the referee says, the opening match is designed to hype up the crowd.

I’m familiar with Riley.

She uses a unique blend of elemental magic and sorcery. Her refreshing smile while waving her hand reminds me a bit of Alan.

That’s also why the cheers are so intense. I think she participated in some magic tournament somewhere and won at the youngest age.

Her specialty is a barrier that’s said to be impenetrable.

“Riley! Show us your stuff today too!”

“Arlo-sama! You look so cool!”

“Go for it, Riley!”

Yellow cheers filled the air, and it seems like the female students quite like me.

I could give it my all, but this is also a show after all.

It might be nice to entertain the audience who came all this way.

“Alright, let’s go–”

“Weiss, let’s silence everyone.”

As I was about to step forward, Cynthia called out to me.

Her face is incredibly beautiful and suits my taste perfectly.

Ah, this is nice.

Guess I’ll go all out from the start.

“Weiss, looking forward to it.”

“It’ll be over soon. Warm up.”

Alan’s cheering feels a bit comforting right now.

The moment I set foot in the arena, the cheers suddenly quieted down.

They probably matched my appearance with my name and appearance.

As soon as they saw me, some even jeered disdainfully.

“It’s not Weiss…?”

“That’s the infamous Weiss?”

Well, whatever. I wasn’t really expecting cheers from the beginning…

“Weiss-sama! Go for it!”

“Weiss-kun, do your best!”

And just as I thought that, the loud voices of the overenthusiastic Lilith and the fervent Karta.

What’s with them? When did they even make those fans with my name on them?

“Weiss, show them!”

“Those guys don’t even know you!”

“There’s no way you can win! Go, our Weiss!”

And then, unexpectedly, classmates from my year who I barely know start cheering for me.

Some of them I even fought seriously against in training.

…Well, I can’t afford to lose now.

The rules of the match are simple.

We fight in a vast arena, anything goes.

Using weapons is allowed, of course, but we’re both wearing practice uniforms.

The ground is enchanted with special magic, so when we deal damage to each other, we feel a corresponding pain, and our magical power dissipates from our bodies.

If you go beyond your limits, you’ll faint. That’s the same as always.

But to maintain tension, the numbers have been slightly lowered.

Get ready to break a bone or two.

Riley drops her refreshing smile for a serious expression and readies her sword against me.

“I’ve heard about you. Unfortunately, we don’t have time to waste. We of the ‘Strongest Generation’ have plans to become renowned adventurers in the future. We’ll process you as a stepping stone.”

“I see, I’m honored.”

In the original story, I’ve lost to this guy numerous times.

I’ve also won a few times, but I had to challenge him repeatedly.

Ah, my arms are itching for a fight.

“Now, let the match… be…giiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!”

Time seemed to come to a halt.

The cheers resounded, but they didn’t reach my ears.

Only Riley Arlo in front of me seemed to move in slow motion.

Dark Eye’s observation flash combined with Duke’s taught body enhancement power-up makes my magical power flow more efficiently throughout my limbs than usual.

I charged straight ahead.

Riley chanted a barrier spell, covering herself completely with a barrier and conjuring magic outside of it.

She’s an elemental user like Milch Sensei, specializing in fire and water.

Creating magic in the air, rather than from her palms, is an advanced technique.

It’s not something most students can master, but for her, it’s routine.

Two elements, fire and water, appear from nothing, and they’re directed at me as if they have a will, moving like snakes.

“Heh, you’re pretty straightforward.”

Riley had a smile on his face. He must have sensed the difference in our strength and become confident in his victory.

I couldn’t hear their voices, but I knew what they were saying from their lips.

But I could see it.

His magic, the formula.

It’s like a program.

I could see the cracks in the magic, the seams.

I knew where to guide my sword to cut.

All I had to do was follow it…

“What… Weiss Fancent has… cut the magic…?!?”

I destroyed all the fire and water magic while closing the distance.

Right in front of me was Riley. He looked surprised, but he probably felt safe behind his barrier.

Does this idiot think he can manage with just that level of defensive magic?

“I win.”

“…Huh?”

With a single strike, I completely shattered the barrier’s formula, leaving Riley defenseless.

Without giving him a chance to cast another spell, I sliced him repeatedly.

Right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg, solar plexus, vital points, and… his heart.

The ‘Strongest Generation’ seems to have been soaking in lukewarm water for quite some time.

And Riley, probably due to injuries that would leave him unable to move for two weeks, fell to the ground.

He should be dead in a normal situation. Well, this much is fine.

“The… victor… Weiss Fancent!”

The audience’s voices fell silent for a moment and then surged all at once.

“Whoa, what did he do!?”

“I don’t know, he cut the magic, right? Can someone do that?”

“No way, Riley was struck in one hit!? Or… did he get cut multiple times!?”

“This is unbelievable, who is that guy!? Weiss!?”

As I slowly made my way back to my side, Cynthia praised me.

“Remarkable, as expected.”

And then…

“Weiss.”

Alan reached out his hand toward me.

…Well, his mood seems good, so I’ll allow it just this once.

“You better keep it up too.”

I clapped my hands and savored the victory.

“Of course.”

Ah, my efforts weren’t in vain.

Unconsciously, my cheeks relaxed…

“Weiss, look, look!”

But just then, Duke was wagging his tail and reaching out to me.

…Hmmm.

“Load up on vitamins for the next match.”

“W-What… Wait, ‘bump up’? Is it tasty?”

Haha, he’s still the same amusing guy.

“Joking. Thanks, Duke.”

I patted his shoulder and took a seat.

As I faced forward, the usual group was looking at me.

And I addressed them.

“I’ll show everyone here… the true ‘Golden Generation’.”

Ah, damn it, fighting really is fun after all, Weiss…