Chapter 34: Facing the arrogant seniors, of course we have to win brilliantly (2)
"This duel will be judged by me, Morgan V. Carlisle, the second son of the Carlisle family and a fifth-level puppeteer of the Empire."
In the center of the venue, a young man with his black hair styled into a crew cut spoke in a pretentious manner.
Just this opening remark made Alfred's impression of him drop significantly.
Morgan didn't seem to like Alfred's appearance either, and glanced at him contemptuously a few times along the way.
"Now that both parties have arrived, I will begin to announce the rules of the duel."
The three rules of dueling are:
First, both parties can attack the puppeteer, but cannot cause fatal damage to the opponent. Once the puppeteer falls into a coma or other state where he cannot fight, the duel ends immediately.
Second, props are allowed during the duel, but there is a limit on the number of props used. Props that hinder the opponent or change the terrain of the field can only be used five times in the entire duel.
Medicines that strengthen or restore the puppet's abilities can only be used three times on the same puppet.
To enhance the puppet's ability, or the weapons and equipment used by the puppet, the same puppet is not allowed to have more than seven pieces of equipment.
Article 3. All damages suffered by the puppets during a duel shall be borne entirely by the duelists. Even if the puppet is completely damaged or killed, the opponent shall not bear any responsibility.
Each duelist can bring up to seven puppets onto the field. They can summon puppets once before the duel begins, and the number of puppets to be summoned is determined by the two duelists.
When all puppets on the field are unable to fight, they will be judged as defeated.
"Okay, do you have any questions for the duelists?"
"Have."
Alfred raised his hand in a gesture.
"If you have any questions, please tell me quickly."
Morgan urged impatiently.
"The puppeteer can also use weapons to fight. I hope to borrow a wooden sword."
"Tsk, so the little brat from the Elect family actually planned to use weapons himself in the duel between puppeteers. What a barbaric fellow."
Morgan neither refused nor gave permission, but just sneered with disdain.
"Be brutal if you want to. There's not much difference between a duel and a fight. Rather than being beaten down gracefully by the opponent, I prefer to knock the opponent down brutally and then win."
Alfred shrugged nonchalantly.
"Tsk..."
"Teacher Carlisle, I believe there is nothing wrong with classmate Elect's request?"
In the audience, a beautiful and intellectual beauty said.
Alfred remembered her, the instructor who presided over the class division ceremony yesterday.
(It seems that she is Miss Lotharie.)
"But this is an honorable duel between puppeteers, and yet... Tsk, I get it."
Although Morgan wanted to say something, the intellectual beauty seemed to have a stronger stance.
Moreover, Alfred's request did not violate the rules of the duel. Morgan kept trying to refuse with ambiguous words, which also caused some students to whisper.
Under various pressures, Morgan reluctantly asked a student to take a wooden sword from the arena's warehouse.
"As a glorious puppeteer, he actually wants to win the duel with crude swordsmanship. So those rubbish of the Elect family are..."
Morgan frowned and muttered as Alfred tried the feel of the wooden sword.
"I'm ready. Please, Master Carlisle, declare the duel begin."
Alfred ignored his muttering and said with a slightly provocative smile.
"Tsk, then I declare the duel begun!"
"Hehe~ It's finally time. I will teach you a lesson and make you, a damn brat, regret your arrogance. Then, get out of Rose-senpai's way."
Lucius, who had been silent at the other end of the venue, took out a magic ball and smiled sinisterly.
"Even if you win, Senior, Sister Rose won't be interested in someone like you. After all, a man who bullies the weak and uses despicable means will definitely be disliked by girls."
Facing Lucius' provocation, Alfred smiled and retorted sarcastically.
"You, you little brat, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
Lucius became hysterical immediately after being mocked.
He threw the magic ball in anger.
A giant turtle over three meters tall and seemingly the size of several trucks appeared in the center of the arena.
"This is an A-contract puppet, a giant dragon turtle, that I captured during my long vacation in the islands of the empire. He has a long dragon bloodline..."
Lucius seemed to think that as long as he had this giant dragon turtle, he would definitely win.
He was originally furious, but now he began to proudly introduce the giant dragon and turtle.
(This person's mood changes really quickly. Should we say that he has a good mentality? If so, if we attack him a little harder later, he might be able to cheer up quickly, right?)
Listening to Lucius's boasting, Alfred thought absentmindedly.
"Hey~ Hey Al, how long is that person going to talk? When can I attack?"
Emilia gently tugged on Alfred's sleeve, her tone sounding a little irritated.
"I also want to solve Al's trouble as soon as possible and continue to eat the snacks I just bought."
"Please be patient for a moment. If you don't let Senior Holhua finish his words, it will be very troublesome later. If you are not patient when dealing with someone whose ability does not match his self-esteem, it will be very difficult to deal with him."
"Eh~~"
"By the way, Emilia, you've already eaten a lot of snacks before you came here, right? Won't you get fat if you eat so much?"
Because I felt that Lucius might continue talking for a while.
Alfred, who also felt a little bored, simply started chatting with Emilia.
"Al, you're such an idiot. Tina said boys can't say girls are fat. And I'm still growing, so there's no problem at all."
Emilia patted Alfred's shoulder gently and puffed out her chest with some pride.
Although it cannot be said to be particularly plump, it is not barren either.
Alfred sincerely felt that it would be fine for Emilia to maintain her current body shape.
"Hey! You two, are you not listening to my explanation at all?!"
Lucius roared.
"Oh, sorry, I lost my focus because your explanation was so long. Are you done now?"
Alfred asked with a somewhat apologetic smile.
When asked this, Lucius was speechless for a moment, and his face turned from red to blue in anger.
To be honest, this process looks quite scary.
"Pfft, Al, you just said I should be patient~"
Emilia couldn't help but chuckle.