Chapter 224: Victory
âThat isâŠ!â
âLouis!â
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The loud exclamations from the crowd were clearly audible.
Surrounded by a golden aura, Louis took a moment to assess his current physical state.
âLight.â
His body felt lighter than ever before. Not only that, but the energy carried by the mana he was channeling was exceptionally pure.
It wasnât just an increase in the amount of mana he could wield. His efficiency in using magic had improved, and he felt as if he was in complete control of everything at this moment.
Awakening.
It had finally come to Louisâs life.
Whooshâ!
Of course, Clotte was still swinging his sword.
The sword paths of ordinary knights were single strikes, so avoiding one meant it was over. However, the path of Clotteâs sword stopped time, leaving no room for complacency even afterward.
This was why he was a Capital Knight. The thought of confronting him was overwhelming.
No, it had been overwhelming.
But now it was different.
Boomâ!
Louis caught a fleeting glimpse of his own face reflected in the blade of Clotteâs second-hand sword. There was no trace of doubt in his expression.
As if to prove his thoughts were never wrong, he was smiling instead. Seeing this, Louisâs smile grew even wider.
âI knew this day would come.â
The day he would shoot out like a flash of lightning. He had always hoped to shine brightly and overcome his limits. And now he was certain. That time was now.
âHey, Capital Knight.â
Shortly after, golden energy began to rise around Louis like a mirage. Even if Clotte had frozen that space, it was no exception.
The energy continued to rise and spread throughout the arena like paint dispersing in water. It moved smoothly, like reeds swaying in the wind.
âHave you ever experienced something like this?â
Whoosh!
Louisâs body was enveloped in yellow light.
Even in the darkest places, a single beam of light is enough to find the way. In a desperate situation, if one can turn themselves into light, what is there to fear?
âHow bright will my light shine?â
One by one, golden rays began to spread around him as if he had become a flash of light. The brightness was unbelievable for something emanating from a mere boy.
ââŠ?â
A hint of doubt flickered in Clotteâs eyes.
That doubt slowly grew.
âWhat?â
No matter how he thought about it, this wasnât the skill of a mere boy magician.
Just as there is a time when knights obtain their innate abilities, Clotte understood that there was also a time when magicians awakened.
Although it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyesâŠ.
âHe shines.â
A brief impression from Clotte. It wasnât simply that the light was dazzling or that light elements were shining.
Like a bird breaking out of its shell for the first time, this was something that could only emerge after shattering oneâs own limits.
The world began to be engulfed in waves of golden light.
Unlike the time anchored in the air, the boyâs growth did not stop. The fruit of Louisâs countless efforts extended towards Clotte in the form of beams of light.
Boomâ!
It was something that could be called a bombardment.
?
âThat isâŠ!â
Professor Violet, who was seated in the audience, sprang to her feet.
The beams of light, shooting out like flashes, began to carve out their own domain. They dazzled the opponentâs vision while secretly honing their sharp spears.
It was naturally evident how exquisite this technique was.
She couldnât help but understand what had happened to Louis.
And thus, she couldnât help but be amazed.
âAwakeningâŠ!â
âAn awakening, now!â
âNo way!â
It couldnât simply be described as extraordinary.
Just as knights manifest their innate abilities, magicians also have moments of awakening. Furthermore, awakening is extremely rare. How many people can surpass their limits?
ââŠ.â
But expressing her admiration would have to wait. The scene before her was too captivating to look away.
Rumbleâ!
Like a torrential downpour, like a bombardment, beams of light began to fly. They targeted every vital spot of Clotte, who had been dominating the arena.
Boomâ!
The seemingly unstoppable strike was blocked by Clotteâs sword.
Bangâ! Boomâ!
The beams deflected off the sword and exploded all over the arena.
Watching this, Clotteâs eyes widened.
âIt doesnât stop?â
Even though he blocked the attack, Clotte was still shocked. Normally, Louisâs beams should have been halted, anchored in mid-air.
ââŠItâs okay.â
But he decided not to think too deeply about it.
It was unexpected that Louis displayed skills beyond his expectations, and it was even more shocking that the magicianâs awakening was so impressive.
âŠHe was still stronger. So it was okay.
âIf I can take him down with a single strike right nowâŠâ
Just as he prepared an attack and raised his hand,
â?â
A look of doubt appeared on his face.
Louis, who should have been easily sliced apart when he brought his hand down, was instead wearing a confident expression.
âWhat?â
Their gazes met deliberately. It meant Louis also understood what would happen if this sword struck down.
But.
No matter how you looked at it, it was the smile of a victor.
Popâ!
At that moment, something struck Clotteâs side.
Startled, he turned to check and saw that a beam of light had already curved and returned to him.
âIt curved?â
It was unheard of for beams of light that had already been shot to curve. Yet, it had become a reality.
âWhat kind of absurd technique is thisâŠ!â
While the individual strikes were not incredibly powerful, the thought of all the beams returning complicated the calculations significantly.
Bam, bam, bamâ!
Even if each hit wasnât strong, if accumulated to an absurd amount, it was naturally impossible to ignore.
âHaa!â
Clotte swung his sword in a wide arc, attempting to stop the beams all at once. However, they did not stop, so deflecting them was the best he could do.
But no matter how much he deflected, it seemed endless. Meanwhile, Louisâs attacks continued unabated.
âDamn itâŠ!â
Realizing that merely deflecting wouldnât turn the tide, Clotte plunged his sword into the ground. He intended to use his innate ability to freeze the entire surrounding space.
Or rather, he tried to. But at that moment,
Whackâ!
Louis lunged close, almost hugging Clotte, preventing him from bringing down his hand.
âNo way!â
Clotte unintentionally shouted.
Even if it was the best decision to block Clotteâs strike, executing it was an unbelievable feat.
Speed and strengthâif Louis had been lacking in even one aspect, his body would have been split in half. Despite swearing to risk his life, how many could truly make such a decision?
âA magician dares to⊠with brute strengthâŠ!â
âStrictly speaking, itâs not brute strength.â
Louis said, looking up at Clotte.
âThis is also magic. Magic.â
âWhatâŠ!â
Clotte saw the golden energy creeping up Louisâs arm. At the same time, he felt his own arm being gradually lifted.
Rumbleâ!
Simultaneously, a beam from below struck Clotteâs jaw.
Crack!
Clotteâs body shot upward, and several teeth were knocked out from the strong impact.
âGah!â
Clotteâs eyes rolled back momentarily from the direct hit to his chin. Despite being trained to withstand shocks from a young age, he couldnât help it when struck in a vital spot.
As he soared high, Clotte understood.
âThat light⊠was faster than me?â
Even though Clotte had the power to stop time, Louis hadnât allowed him any chance to use it.
It was something only imaginable, but Louisâs desperation had turned it into reality through his awakening.
Whack!
With an additional hit in midair, Clotte lost consciousness.
Thud.
Louis carefully caught Clotteâs falling body and took a deep breath. His body was no longer in normal condition from the excessive use of magic.
After glancing around the audience, he could confirm it.
The spectators, unable to even open their mouths, and the knights frozen as if time had stopped, made it clear to him.
Louis had won.