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 - 180

Chapter 180: Weiss and Berk Part 2

But that’s only natural. Alan and I are fighting with movements that surpass the original story. There’s no way we could win by just doing things normally.

That’s why he’s breaking his own form.

The Berk in the original story remains faithful to the basics and detests self-taught styles. He knew that was futile.

The only one he couldn’t beat, Meril, is a purebred mage. Unlike battles with warriors, victories and defeats in magic showdowns are meaningless, like rock-paper-scissors. Just as it’s difficult for Karta to beat Cynthia if she fights seriously, the situation directly affects the outcome.

Nevertheless, he made the decision to discard his former self just by watching me and Alan’s match.

It’s like throwing away the sword I learned from Professor Milk. Even if you understand that you can’t win like this, you can’t normally do it.

He doesn’t boast about it, nor does he talk about it recklessly to others.

If he has time, he practices forms, and in even more time than that, he practices breaking them.

He may be called an underclassman, but I learn a lot from Berk.

The true meaning of being a swordsman.

In these aspects, he’s like Duke. He can simply move forward single-mindedly for the sake of reaching greater heights.

Damn, you guys who are the real deal are amazing.

“Hey.”

“That’s different… Huh, is it just me or am I hearing voices of Weiss-senpai? Is it my imagination?”

“Hey, you excitable brat.”

“Huh? Wh-What’s wrong!? What’s happening in the middle of the night!?”

“It’s precisely because it’s the middle of the night. Berk, can you still move?”

I never seek equality, and I still don’t think it’s necessary in the future. And I don’t trust people much either.

But… well, maybe a little bit could be okay.

If it’s him, he might be able to do something.

Berk hurriedly changes his clothes.

“Is it a late-night snack!? Is it a reward for working hard in the middle of the night!?”

“No, it’s not. There’s somewhere I need to go for a bit. But you might regret it. I don’t know if your tough nerves can handle it.”

Berk tried to smile at my words.

He would probably answer, “Let’s go.”

But I stopped him.

“Don’t let a single smile escape from you tonight. That’s the condition.”

“…Got it. I’ll follow you.”

“Yeah. I’ll teach the darkness to the light within you.”