My Unique Skill [Gacha] Will Save the World - Episode 78: The Colosseum ⑥

Episode 78: The Colosseum ⑥

The sword-wielding Elf’s skill in swordsmanship was either on par with or exceeded Rindou’s. 

Even with the skill [Intermediate Swordsmanship], Rindou struggled to overwhelm his opponent. He occasionally faced sharp counterattacks that left him breaking into cold sweat. 

What allowed him to hold his ground was the skill [Resonance]. 

(Deleting [Resonance] instead of [Basic Earth Magic] was the right call after all…) 

Although he had regretted removing magic earlier, that thought had now been overturned.

“But there’s no way I’m settling for just a close match!” 

The fact that [Resonance] was active meant that Kyousuke and Ayane were still fighting within a 10-meter radius. 

With that in mind, Rindou tightened his grip on his Gale Sword. He was determined not to lose. 

“Kuhahaha! Putting on some extra spirit won’t change the gap in our abilities!” 

However, it was just as the Elf declared. Rindou’s attacks didn’t suddenly start landing, even with his newfound determination. 

The Elf was confident in this gap. He fought with ease. 

(Not yet… not yet… just a little longer… if I can endure this!) 

But Rindou wasn’t steeling himself for no reason. He understood that enduring now was the shortcut to victory. 

“Enduring alone won’t get you anywhere, you worthless trash!” 

The Elf’s fierce onslaught grew more relentless. It forced Rindou to retreat without realizing it. 

Before long, he found himself backed against the wooden wall. 

“……….” 

“What’s this? Have you given up? Then I’ll kindly sever those legs of yours!” 

The Elf sneered at Rindou, who stood silently with his head slightly lowered. 

With a feral grin, the Elf crouched low and swept his curved sword horizontally. 

――Clang! 

“What’s this? Still struggling?” 

“Nope. This is where my counterattack begins!” 

Rindou suddenly lunged forward with a powerful front kick. It caught the Elf square in the face. 

The Elf was reeling from the blow. He leapt backward to evade further strikes. 

But Rindou anticipated this. He dashed forward at full speed. 

“You filthy trash!” 

“Too slow!” 

The Elf’s curved sword was swung with murderous intent. It narrowly missed as Rindou twisted his body to evade. 

Without losing momentum, Rindou pivoted on his left foot and unleashed a spinning slash. 

The Elf managed to block the strike by pulling his sword back in time. But a strong blow struck his left side from out of his view. 

“Gah!?” 

The blow came from the pommel of Rindou’s Gale Sword. 

Rindou had adjusted his attack trajectory mid-spin, aiming for the Elf’s exposed left flank.

“Still more to come!” 

“Damn it! What is this!? Why has his movement suddenly— Guhah!?” 

Rindou advanced relentlessly. His next diagonal slash  was overpowering the Elf’s defense. 

Despite his efforts to block, the Elf’s sword faltered under the impact. And he dropped to one knee. 

(What’s happening?! This garbage can’t possibly defeat us Elves, the supreme race!) 

“Thinking during battle?” 

“Gwahhhh!?” 

The Elf’s thoughts were cut short by searing pain in his right arm. 

Looking down, he realized his arm had been severed from the elbow. His curved sword fell to the ground alongside his hand. 

“This… this can’t be real. It’s impossible…” 

“Losing the will to fight over a missing arm? So much for the ‘elite’ of the Elves.” 

As the Elf stared at his severed arm in shock, Rindou raised his Gale Sword to finish the fight. 

“Cast magic! Support me! Now!” 

“What? Still fighting?” 

For the first time, the proud Elf broke his word in desperation. He was screaming for his allies to save him. 

Rindou turned his attention to the surrounding wooden walls, wary of an incoming attack. 

“…………..Nothing’s happening?” 

“…What are you doing!? Assist me now! Save me! You’re supposed to be an elite magician! Wh—what?” 

Suddenly, the deep green walls of wood began to wither and crumble into brown decay. The maze of wood disintegrated into ruins. 

“Well done, Rindou-kun.” 

“We’re all finished here! The rest is up to you, Rindou-san!” 

“Kyousuke, Ayane!” 

Standing beyond the vanished walls were Kyousuke and Ayane. They were slightly injured but still standing strong. 

At their feet lay the corpses of the bow-wielding and staff-wielding Elves. 

“Why… why… whyyyyy!?” 

The sword-wielding Elf screamed in disbelief. His voice was filled with despair. 

The sword-wielding Elf had never imagined defeat. He let out a despairing cry that echoed throughout the Colosseum.  

“…This is the end.”  

“Aaaaaaahhhhh!! I leave the rest to you!! Crush these worthless scum, these filthy—!”  

――Slash!  

The Elf’s head was severed by Rindou’s blade.  

Yet, in a strange twist of fate, the expression on the decapitated Elf’s face was not that of the terror of facing death. It was instead filled with ecstatic joy.