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 - 241.2

To see if he’s truly the protagonist of this world.

“Allen, don’t think kindness alone can save the world!!!”
“I know that. I’m acting for what I believe is right!”

Neil’s attacks were fierce, but Allen’s swordsmanship and movements were faster than even Priscilla’s.
What…? How is he moving like that…?

I activated my magic eyes and laughed.
I spoke to Eva.

“When did this happen?”
“That child really is remarkable.”

Allen, like Eva, was using an invisible hand. Though it was only one, he wielded it skillfully, parrying attacks, casting spells, and flying freely through the air.

Damn protagonist.

Why do you always surpass my efforts in an instant?

Neil’s strike hit Allen’s heart.
But Allen’s sword was slightly faster.

The instant death effect activated. A clean hit to the heart.

Did he realize this was the only way?

And then—

‘King Neil Albert has been defeated. The middle school team wins.’

Eva began teleporting Priscilla away with magic.

Damn, Eva was right after all…

“See you later, champion.”
“…Can I ask you one thing?”
“What is it?”
“If Priscilla had remained the king, would you have stopped my sword?”
“Who knows? If it were interesting, I might have.”
“…I see.”
“Fufufu, until next time.”

Eva truly is different from the original.
She didn’t stop me for amusement.
It was to prevent meaningless killing.

Regret… huh.

…Why are the people of this world so admirable?

As an outsider, do I even have the right to be here?

“Vice, what do you think?”

Am I necessary to this story?

…Answer me.

At that moment, Allen descended.

“Somehow, we won.”
“Tch, you battered fool.”
“But we won.”
“Don’t act so smug. You only defeated the second strongest.”
“But I defeated the king…”
“Priscilla was stronger than him.”
“That’s not true. Neil was strong.”
“Idiot. That’s impossible. You don’t even know the original story.”
“The original story? What’s that?”
“…Nothing.”

Allen raised his hand, grinning from ear to ear as he approached.

“What?”
“High-five.”
“Huh?”
“Lilith will come back now.”
“Tch.”

“You bastard.”

Well, that’s true.

But still—

“Put your hand down.”

“Why!?”

No need for unnecessary familiarity. Results are all that matter.

“The teleportation of the intermediate team will now begin.”

White light poured down from above. As we were engulfed in the teleportation magic—

“Well, I guess you did a decent job, Allen.”

“Hehe, that’s rare. Thanks, Weiss.”

“Priscilla, Priscilla!”

“Sir Neil… I’m sorry. I lost…”

“That doesn’t matter. Why are you wearing training clothes?”

“Hehe, it’s my trump card… But if you decide to change the king, let me know…”

“… I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

When we returned from the teleportation, everyone was shocked to see Neil in such a panic. Big tears streamed down his face as he clung to Priscilla like a worried mother. Even Allen was at a loss for words at the sight.

“Welcome back, Weiss.”

“… Cynthia.”

“I believed in you. I knew you would win.”

“Well, you did steal the spotlight at the end.”

“No, we couldn’t have won without you.”

“… Maybe so.”

After that, Priscilla was safely healed by Professor Coco and Neil. Fortunately, I wasn’t reprimanded, but I did feel a bit uncomfortable. Some rumors circulated that I might have been the one who tore Priscilla’s magical training clothes, but Neil and Priscilla denied them completely.

As we boarded the carriage back to the academy, I placed my hand on the head of the person who deserved the most credit.

“Hey, cannon.”