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 - 241.1

241: Beyond Happiness

A sword swung mercilessly.

The blow carried enough power to kill instantly, no matter how much magic Priscilla used.

Losing this match meant losing everything.
I wouldn’t let Cynthia’s determination, entrusted to me, go to waste.

But—

“Why are you interfering?”

The one who stopped my sword was Eva Avery.
…Even now, is she still enjoying this twisted amusement?

More and more, she seems to crave conflict.

I was mistaken.
I thought she might be different from the original story.

Nothing has changed.
She simply loves battle.

“Because killing her is meaningless.”
“If I kill Priscilla, we win. How is that meaningless—”
“No. The king isn’t her. It’s Neil.”
“…………”

That’s impossible.
Priscilla has no reason to lie at this point.

She risked her life to cut through the magic in her combat uniform.

Even if she loses the battle, she didn’t intend to lose the match.

If Neil were the king, such futile acts wouldn’t happen.

“I can’t believe it.”
“I don’t lie. Have you forgotten that?”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll kill Priscilla and confirm it later.”
“If you truly want to do that, I won’t stop you. But if you do, this match will lose all meaning.”
“What do you—”
“If you kill her, Neil’s heart will shatter. Whether it turns to despair or hatred, even I can’t predict.”
“…Even if Neil turns his blade on me again, I’ll just defeat him. Are you implying I would lose? Is that what you’re saying?”
“No, you would win. But at what cost? …In the end, you would triumph.”

I couldn’t understand what she was trying to say.
I directed my killing intent toward Eva.

“Then what are you trying to say? You—”
“You’ll regret it.”
“What will I—”
“You’ll regret this choice. Without a doubt. You’ll ask yourself why, why didn’t I make a different decision then.”
“…I won’t. I’ll never regret it.”
“When you fought her, what did you feel? Madness? Abnormality? No. …You recognized her conviction, her bonds, didn’t you?”
“…So you’re saying I should lose? Give up everything? There are no ties in this match. Do you mean I should accept defeat?”
“That’s why I’m saying Neil is the king. And if you wait, you’ll win.”
“What do you mean?”
“That child… I trained her. …Take a break for once. You’ve been pushing yourself too hard.”

At that moment, Priscilla regained consciousness and coughed up bl00d.
What strength—she’s still trying to heal herself.

I tightened my grip on my sword.

But Eva stepped closer.

“You did well. I like diligent people. But you aren’t the king.”
“…No, I am—”
“Neil changed it at the last moment. He didn’t want to burden her with that responsibility. None of us realized you had severed the magic. That’s why your death is meaningless.”
“That’s… I don’t believe it…”
“This kind of ending isn’t entertaining. …Goodnight, Priscilla.”

In the next moment, Eva put Priscilla to sleep.
Solidifying her bl00d, she applied healing magic.

As I turned to leave, Eva called out to me.

“Where are you going?”
“…If defeating Neil doesn’t work, I’ll kill Priscilla afterward.”
“I see. But it’s unfortunate.”
“Unfortunate?”
“…It’s probably already over.”

‘Shari Elias has been eliminated. Points awarded to Neil Albert and Priscilla Schultz.’

At that moment, high above, Shari had been defeated.

“Damn Neil—”
“Vice, observing is also part of learning. Look at your rival.”

“Shut up, shut up! You’re just a commoner! You don’t know the world, so don’t act like you do!”
“You’re right. I didn’t know anything. But I’ve started to understand. How to improve the laws. How to make the world better. Your methods don’t save the truly weak. But I won’t abandon them. I’ll save Priscilla and everyone else.”
“…Don’t be ridiculous. People like you get weeded out. You don’t understand anything. Power is everything. Fear, terror—you need them all. Good people aren’t necessary!”
“You’re wrong. Your way is flawed. Look at Priscilla’s face. She might admire you, but she’s suffering. There has to be a better way!”
“Don’t mock me, you filthy commoner!”

High above, Neil and Allen were arguing as they fought.
I was astonished.

Despite the different setting, their lines matched the original story.

The strongest Neil and the justice-driven Allen.

It seemed like there was no one else in their world, just the two of them.

The strength in my hand loosened.

This was their story too.

Allen wasn’t the naive dreamer he once was.
He studied law and worked tirelessly with Shari, Duke, Meril, and Berk to abolish slavery.

The characters of Noblesse Oblige were pouring their hearts out in earnest.

As someone who wasn’t supposed to exist here, I couldn’t interfere lightly.

“Vice, forgive me, but indulge my selfishness.”

That guy’s an idiot.

But he’s the protagonist.

I’ll see it through to the end.