When I Cleared the Death Game World, I Reincarnated as a Villainous Noble Even if They Talk About Doom Flags, I'm Actually Immortal. - Chapter 29

As Lior and the swordsman’s group continued their heated argument, A-rank adventurer Ren suddenly joined in.

Her testimony carried immense weight.

As an A-rank adventurer, her credibility was beyond question—both within the guild and among the adventurers present.

“Ren-chan! Perfect timing!”

The swordsman, upon seeing Ren burst into the guild, quickly adjusted his tense smile.

He put on a dazzling grin and spread his arms wide in an exaggerated gesture, as if performing on stage.

“That boy stole our materials and is now making absurd accusations against us. Could you scold him for us? I’m sure he’ll listen if it comes from an A-rank adventurer like you—”

“Don’t get too familiar with me.”

“…What?”

“I’m here as a witness for Lior.”

Ren completely ignored the swordsman’s outstretched arms.

She walked past him and stood beside Lior, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

“As an A-rank adventurer, I testify that I personally witnessed Lior defeating a Land Wolf.”

“…What?”

“W-what did you just say!?”

The entire guild fell silent, every pair of eyes locking onto Ren.

No one had expected such a decisive statement.

The receptionist adjusted her glasses and raised a hand, breaking the stunned silence.

“Is that really true? It seems a little too convenient…”

“I understand your doubts, but no, this wasn’t a coincidence.”

“Not a coincidence?”

“I knew about the incident yesterday, so I decided to follow Lior. He didn’t seem like the kind of person who would steal credit for someone else’s achievements, but I wanted to be sure. Blind trust is dangerous, after all.”

“So you spent the entire day observing Lior to confirm whether he was trustworthy?”

“Exactly!”

Ren flashed a playful V-sign at the receptionist.

But when she turned toward the swordsman’s group, her expression froze over with a chilling glare.

“Oh, and by the way… I know you three were tailing Lior. Not that it mattered, since he noticed you immediately.”

“T-that’s…”

“Maybe you were just keeping an eye on what monster he killed… so you could falsely claim he stole your materials?”

“N-no!! That’s ridiculous!! We just happened to be nearby, that’s all—w-wait…”

It was over.

This time, public opinion had turned against the swordsman’s group.

Yesterday, Lior had been the one retreating under scrutiny.

Today, the swordsman’s group found themselves under the scornful gazes of the entire guild.

The swordsman clenched his jaw, his forced smile fading.

His teeth ground audibly as his furious gaze locked onto Lior.

“A duel.”

The swordsman suddenly declared.

What?

The guild members exchanged puzzled glances, but the swordsman ignored them, his focus solely on Lior.

“One of us is lying about slaying the Land Wolf! Logically, the weaker party would be the one lying to steal credit!!”

“That’s quite a leap in logic.”

“I have no problem settling this with a duel.”

Lior wasn’t the type to back down from a challenge.

If they were going to use lies and deceit to attack him, then he would simply fight back directly.

After all, combat was what he knew best.

In Drag Machina, he had fought constantly, pressing forward without hesitation.

Ultimately, settling things with a sword was the simplest and most efficient solution.

“Are you fine with a three-on-one fight? Facing you one by one would be a bit of a hassle.”

“…!?”

The swordsman’s face contorted in anger.

“You arrogant little—fine! A three-on-one duel it is!!”

“Let’s take this outside. We wouldn’t want to damage the guild’s property, after all.”

With that, Lior and the swordsman’s group stepped outside the guild.

Naturally, the other adventurers, curious about the outcome, followed them in a large crowd.

The guild buzzed with excitement over the sudden duel.

“Wait… is this for real? A three-on-one match?”

“And the lone fighter is just a newbie who became an adventurer yesterday?”

“But if Ren-san says he took down a Land Wolf alone, then… his skills must be at least C-rank. Maybe even B-rank.”

“Still, two Land Wolves in two days? Sounds suspicious…”

“Not necessarily. The monster activity around here has been weird lately. There’ve been more sightings of high-rank species. It’s not impossible.”

As the chatter continued, the crowd formed a natural arena around them.

Behind Lior, Ren and the bald adventurer from yesterday stood watching.

“R-Ren-san… are you sure we shouldn’t stop this? That kid might get killed…”

“Like I told you yesterday, Lior’s strong. If anything, you should be worrying about them.”

“You really think so…?”

The moment Lior drew his sword, the crowd fell silent.

The swordsman’s group had also finished preparing.

Even the scout and the mage, who had been trembling under scrutiny earlier, had steeled themselves.

It was three against one.

They squared off.

“We’re stronger. We have more talent as adventurers. We’ll prove that now!”

“I respect your hunger for strength… but to become strong, you first need to acknowledge your own weaknesses.”

“You brat…!! Don’t act like you know everything!!”

The swordsman lunged forward, sword poised to strike.

“Scout, flank him! Mage, support me from behind!!”

“Too slow.”

“What—!?”

FWOOOSH!

A gust of wind blew past the swordsman.

It wasn’t natural—it was a magical blade of wind, slicing through the air toward the mage.

“Guh!?”

“One down.”

The mage took a direct hit and wasn’t slashed but rather sent flying.

Lior’s attack wasn’t meant to cut—it was a blunt-force strike, like a powerful punch to the stomach.

With a choked gasp, the mage tumbled across the ground and stopped moving.

“Don’t get cocky! Your back is wide open!!”

“No, it isn’t.”

The scout had managed to get behind Lior, but—

Lior didn’t even turn around before blocking the scout’s dagger with his sword.

CLANG!

Their weapons clashed.

“W-what!? How did you know—!?”

“Because I was trained to fight without relying on sight.”

“Gah!?”

“That makes two.”

In mere moments, Lior had effortlessly taken down two opponents.

The crowd held its breath as the duel unfolded.

And now, only one remained—

The swordsman, who was starting to realize just how big of a mistake he had made.

Lior’s spinning kick landed squarely on the scout’s abdomen.

With a gasp, the scout clutched his stomach and collapsed to his knees.

Now, two were down.

Only the swordsman remained.

As if unable to believe his entire party had fallen apart in an instant, the swordsman simply stared at Lior, stunned.

“W-why… how did this…? A-ahaha… I see… this must be a nightmare. Yeah, that’s right. It has to be. We were supposed to become successful adventurers, rolling in money and women, living the good life. There’s no way… there’s no way some random brat could ruin everything…”

“Uh… are you okay? Because I have no idea what you’re talking about…”

“Uwaaaahhhhhh!!”

“Hey, swinging your sword around like that is dangerous!”

Driven to despair, the swordsman lost all composure and began flailing his sword wildly.

His movements were erratic and reckless—completely deranged.

“DIE! DIE! JUST DIE ALREADY!!”

“Ah… I’m sorry, but…”

“PLEASE, JUST DIEEEEEEEE!!”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

CLANG!!

With a single swing, Lior sliced clean through the swordsman’s weapon.

The severed blade spun through the air before clattering onto the ground.

A moment later—

The swordsman collapsed, unconscious.