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 - 115

Chapter 115 – Hand of Corrosion

Eleanor’s magic, the Corrosion, possessed the power to penetrate any defense.

However, it wasn’t like becoming soft like pudding; instead, it felt like melting away like acid.

In other words, defensive spells weren’t entirely useless.

From the perspective of the one facing it, the pressure of nullification was tremendous.

Furthermore, she had excellent defense resistance.

Honestly, in terms of combat alone, she might surpass even Sierra.

But this was jousting.

Here—there’s an opportunity.

“I won’t lose!”

Eleanor, with her hand full of corrosion, tried to snatch my hat.

I somehow managed to move the upper half of my body to evade it, but a sound of darkness waves and air being cut rang out.

“Heya, heya!”

For her, it seemed serious. I casually ignored the chant.

I deliberately infused magic into my hand, trying to gauge the extent of her corrosion.

As I moved my hand as if grabbing, just before touching, I could hear my magic making a sizzling sound. At this rate, my hand would probably experience intense pain.

I quickly withdrew my hand, but Eleanor, in return, swung both hands alternately.

The sound of cutting through the air echoed, and the speed gradually increased.

I tried to evade using only my upper body—

“Wow, it’s too fast…”

“Tayunoa is dangerous too.”

“What the hell am I supposed to feel watching this…”

It seemed like the people around us were also confused. Truly an event with both rewards and punishments, their reactions were understandable.

Apart from us, the outcome was already decided, and everyone was watching Eleanor and me.

Come to think of it, it’s our first match.

Ideally, a more serious match would have been better, but…

“Ugh.”

Then, one of the mob students below me groaned in pain.

Whether it was due to the miasma of darkness resistance or frustration at being unable to see Tayunoa, or if his legs gave out, I couldn’t tell.

On the other hand, the ones supporting Eleanor, upperclassmen, seemed to still have room for maneuver.

We need to settle this quickly—

…Let’s go as Weiss Fancent for once.

“By the way, Senpai Sierra is weaker than Senpai Eleanor, huh?”

Then, Eleanor’s expression darkened a bit.

It’s dirty, but a short-term decision needs to be made. This is a strategy.

Sorry, Senpai Sierra.

But please forgive me, I’m Weiss after all.

“…What are you saying now?”

“Even though she’s your older sister—”

“—How can Weiss-kun say things like that, seriously!!!”

And then, Eleanor immediately exploded.

No, is it okay to express it with those words?

The amount of magic power was on a completely different level from earlier.

A bottomless curse could be felt.

If you had weak magic resistance, just approaching could make you faint. In fact, the upperclassman supporting Eleanor looked like they were struggling.

She swung her hands with a *bun*, and just before dodging, she broke through my magical resistance, and my clothes tore.

…Huh?

“~~~~!”

Then, in the next moment, at an unimaginable speed, Eleanor’s hands aimed for my hat—or rather, for me.

Wow, does darkness really go this wild?

But it’s going according to the plan—

I deliberately undid my defense. It’s useless anyway.

So let’s pour everything into the Flash Time-Lapse—

Still, her hands were too fast.

But I could see it—

“Ugh, my legs!”

Then, one of the upperclassmen supporting Eleanor finally couldn’t endure it and lost balance.

Without missing the chance, I extended my right arm.

However, Eleanor’s reaction was also incredible.

Almost at the same time, we both reached out our hands to each other. I don’t know if she was trying to punch my face or aiming for the hat.

Since I’ve set my defense to zero, if it’s the former… will I die?

No—It’s for victory.

And then, I touched Eleanor’s hat.

At the same time, Eleanor’s hands—touched my hat.

At the moment the whistle blew, the audience seemed uncertain about who the winner was, and there was a commotion.

…It’s a relief that it wasn’t my face.

After a short deliberation—