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 - 52.2

052 – Aspiration (2)

We called out simultaneously. Through our eyes, voices, and expressions, I understood that we were all thinking the same thing.
After defeating the dragon, we continued to train diligently, aiming to become overwhelmingly stronger through our individual abilities.

However, this desire became a hindrance, leading to the current situation.

This is not a fight to the death; it’s a match on a small arena.

To win, we need strategies tailored to the rules of the match.

“…I’ll provide rear support. Run straight ahead, Alan.”

“You? Haha, no problem. Got it, and I believe in you.”

“Yeah.”

We won’t hesitate to use any means necessary to win.

That’s what a villain would do, right?

Michael and Louis were keeping their distance to recover their strength.

They probably intended to finish us off with a final blow.

But Alan charged forward. He charged straight ahead.

He has no fancy tricks up his sleeve. What he has is a heart that believes in me.

“Hah, a reckless final attack, huh?”

Michael smiled. He must have thought he could win.

But he’s mistaken.

We had made up our minds.

This is a tag match.

“Unnatural Wall – Body Enhancement Scale Up – Dark Healing Light”

I raised my hand, creating a wall in front of Alan.

Alan leapt onto the wall and received a cascade of healing and attacking magic.

This was a strategy we had never used before, one meant solely to empower another person.

Of course, that wasn’t the only thing. I closed the distance as well.

As Alan’s attack was about to reach Michael, Louis, who was aware of this, moved to assist.

But I knew that too.

In an instant, I closed the gap, extended my whip, solidified Louis’s body, and kicked him away.

This is good. What I need to do now is not defeat them, but prevent interference.

Furthermore, Alan displayed more power than usual.

His magical energy spiked momentarily.

He’s doing it again, huh?

Getting stronger only in crucial moments. Seriously, he’s such a typical protagonist.

“Darn it, Sword Defense – Sword Shield!”

Michael took a defensive stance, but Alan’s attack shattered his sword and struck his shoulder.

Although it greatly depleted his magical energy, Michael desperately cast magic and distanced himself.

But we aren’t so lenient.

Next, I charged straight ahead.

Louis tried to step forward to protect Michael and thrust his sword forward recklessly.

He’s aiming for my eyes. I could evade, but I charged without hesitation.

Because I’m not alone.

“I won’t let you!”

Just before the attack hit, Alan deflected it from the side.

No eye contact, no conversation, just precise, efficient movement that split the moment.

My target had been Louis from the beginning.

I struck my partner, who was desperately trying to shield him.

And I brought Louis down.

“What?! Noblesse, who had been purely on the defensive, suddenly reverses the situation as Louis is eliminated!”

However, when Louis assumed a stance to deliver a fatal blow, he had already transferred all his magical energy to Michael.

Without me realizing, he had closed the distance and crashed into Alan, using all his magical energy to bind him before swinging his sword.

“First, it’s your turn!”

Michael’s sword reached Alan.

A significant release of magical energy occurred. A few seconds later, Alan would fall.

But I, from behind Alan, raised my sword.

“You… You’re going to strike your ally—”

I am the villain. I won’t hesitate to cut down even my ally.

Well, Alan, you made a fine decoy.

“Goodbye, Michael.”

The moment of fulfilling a dream I had pursued for years arrived.

How many times had I attempted this, considering the original work? Thousands of times? Tens of thousands of times?

My dream is coming true.

I detonated my magical energy in an instant, focusing on Body Enhancement Scale Up and Flash Timelapse.

“Darn it, darn it! Why you guys!”

My sword carries the wishes of many…

… Farewell.

“Th… the victors, Weiss Fancent and Alan!!! What a twist, they’ve managed to secure victory by cutting down their ally! In the Inter-School Tournament, the 12th Noblesse Swordmaster Cup, the Freshmen Division champions are the students of Noblesse Magic Academy!”

The referee’s voice echoed.

Then… cheers erupted.

“Whoa, Weiss!”

“Alan!!!”

“We did it! Noblesse is the champion!”

“They’re unstoppable! Truly amazing!”

“We did it!”

“But you went a bit overboard! Still, it’s fine!”

Exhausted, I sank to my knees, using my sword as a makeshift cane right there on the spot.
Geez, they all look so happy.

“Lord Weiss, as expected!”

“Weiss-kun!!!”

“Fancent-kun, amazing!”

Lillith, Karta, and Cecil were also rejoicing.

Honestly, I’m happier than they are.

“My son, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Behind me, my father, Agate, clung to Zebis, weeping.

Well… I guess I should be glad, right?

You don’t need to cry like that…

And then, Eva smiled and walked away.

Thank you for witnessing this moment.

Lastly, I turned my gaze to Milch Sensei…

“You’ve done well.”

…Her lips moved.

…Thanks.

At that moment, I heard Alan’s groan.

Seems like he didn’t completely lose consciousness.

Well, he played a part in this, after all.

I approached slowly and reached out.

“Get up, you can’t look cool if the winner’s lying down.”

“…Yeah. But what about the rear guard thing?”

“We won, so it’s fine, right?”

“Haha, you’re right.”

And… as Alan stood up, cheers erupted once again.

Ah… damn it, this feels good.

…But seriously, can we really win this event?

Have I… proven myself?

“Thanks to you, Weiss.”

Amidst the thunderous applause, Alan’s voice reached me clearly.

At that moment, something deep within me trembled.

This emotion isn’t mine.

Weiss… is that you?

Ah, I see.

You’re happy too.

Well, there’s that.

You’ve got an honest side, huh.

“Well, you did your best this time too.”

We fist-bumped.

We couldn’t have won against them with just one person’s strength.

That’s for sure.

I’m still lacking.

Effort, magical power, combat ability, and… friends. I realized I need all of them.

Facing the Calamity War, Selene alone won’t be enough to overcome it.

I became certain of that.

I can’t reveal everything, but I should tell those I can trust.

“Now then, we’ll take a short break before presenting the championship trophy!”

Following the referee’s announcement, Alan and I headed back to our side of the arena.

But then, Michael, who had regained consciousness from his faint, called out to us.

“Wait.”

“Huh?”

His expression was different from before.

He seemed frustrated, yet…

“This time, it’s my… no, our loss. We’ll win next year.”

“Same here. We won’t lose next time.”

Despite their defeat, Michael and Lugi appeared happier than us.

“Hah, you guys sure have the spirit of losers. Well, do your best.”

I teased, but I was surprised.

This wasn’t the kind of thing he used to say.

Michael Thomas, the arrogant one who never acknowledged others.

Maybe this is an unseen scene reserved only for the winners.

…Not bad.

“You did it, you guys!”

“Wow, you’re amazing!”

And then Shari and Duke came running towards us.

Cynthia smiled at me.

I’ve realized something.

Weiss, you’re definitely a part of me.

I understood that.

The cheers around me are almost overwhelming.

Everyone is celebrating us.

This must be the kind of scene you wanted to see, right?

How is it? Are you happy?

Well, watch it.

I’ll make all your wishes come true.