Chapter 45.2 : The Tournament Ended With Three
4th match. I fired 【Flare Bullet PT-01】 which I got from Smith-san into my opponent’s mouth. Thereupon, smoke is coming out from my opponent’s mouth and nose as if he were a human locomotive and as a light beam shot out from his eyes, he could no longer continue the match. My opponent, on the verge of choking, is giving up the match, but I should take a note of not using those bullets in one on one combat. That type of bullet is just too cruel in various ways.
I won the 5th match without fighting my opponent. It seems my opponent got a stomach ache. Can you even get a stomach ache in this game?
The same thing happened to my opponent in the semifinals. It seems that today is the third death anniversary of my opponent’s grandmother. Why in the hell did you enter this tournament then.
Though I felt anxious that the same things might happen in the final, my fear turned out to be baseless. My opponent in the final is one of the favorites of this tournament as Yukihime was the other one, and he’s glaring at me. Well, it means nothing to me.
『Now then, the last and main event. The two opponents who will fight in the final are contestant Sou and contestant Dingo. Contestant Sou who never let his opponent get close to him with his overwhelming masterie of his arts and skills, against his contestant, Dingo, whose fighting style is changing in accordance to his opponent’s. Seseri-san, what do you think is the key to this final match?』
『Let see~. Though I’m truly shocked by the myriad of shooting arts in contestant’s Sou possession, he’s also proficient in close combat to the point that he overwhelmed contestant Yukihime, a swordswoman in the first match. I think he has almost no gap in a ranged fight.
As for his opponent, contestant Dingo has a different kind of playstyle but, I believe they’re specialized in the same area. Thus, I think that the winner in this match between fighters who have similar play styles will depend on their experience』
Yup, I do think we have the same playstyle. My opponent is a man with the magic swordsman job, a rare job in which one can use magic for middle range and a sword strengthened with magic in close range. The difference between us is that I have an overwhelmingly swift attack and my opponent has high defense.
A small shield is fastened on his left arm so he might be able to guard against my normal bullets. My armor piercing bullets should be able to pierce through it but, the stock of that type is almost depleted. I’ve confirmed the usability and any other problems of that model in real combat so another confirmation isn’t necessary anymore.
『I see, thank you very much. WELL THEN, GET READY FOR THE FINAL BATTLE, READYYYYYYYYYY………………. GOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 』
Me and my opponent are moving almost at the same time. While I’m firing my bullet, my opponent is also firing a 50 centimetre fireball.
He quickly protected his vitals with his shield right before the impact of my bullets to minimize the damage. I’m also using that chance to dodge his fireball.
But, my opponent is doing a mad dash through hails of bullets while properly protecting his vitals. When I’m observing the rate at which his HP is being reduced and that defensive skill, I think he might be using some sort of arts to raise the projectile resistance of his entire body or to simply just raise his defense with magic. He managed to decrease the distance between us into his sword range without even losing 20% of his HP.
「――LIGHTNING BLADE! 」
Flashes of lightning are coiling around his sword. But his movement is like a snail’s compared to Yukihime-san. I easily dodge that attack with a backstep but then I hear a strange noise running through in my body.
「――！ ? 」
The moment I’m showing such opening, he’s coming after me with the lightning sword in his hand.
Oh crap, I have yet to perfect it but, should I use THAT. No, Shinji warned me before to NOT USE it in front of so many people. U~hm, ALRIGHT THEN!
Though I’m trying to kick the ground to retreat, my legs lost their power and thus I received the slash.
『OOOH, CONTESTANT SOU FINALLY RECEIVED HIS FIRST WOUND IN THIS TOURNAMENT』
『YOSH, KEEP GOING DINGO! KILL HIIIIM!! 』
Shit, even though I prepared myself for this treatment, this away match-like feeling is too unbearable. The audience has also regained their spirit and started to cheer for my opponent. But, I’m no longer paralyzed. Now it’s my turn――
「――ROCK HORN 」
「UWAAA! ? 」
I unintentionally let out such miserable scream but it really can’t be helped. An earth spike suddenly thrusted out from the ground. Moreover, its aim was right in between my legs. It’s a scene that will make any men tremble in fear. I quickly moved away from that place.
If I were still paralyzed, that earth spike might have stabbed into my asshole all the way through my head. That was a close call. If I’m not dealing with this as soon as possible, I’m finished. Now, how should I dispose of him? Naturally killing him is a must.
With a gun in my hand, I’m closing the distance between me and my opponent to zero. That lightning sword is troublesome but I’m sure that he can’t use it repeatedly due to recast time. In that case, close combat against this guy is a piece of cake.
I have a lot of ways to overwhelm him in mid range combat, but sorry, I have no interest in experiencing the same kind of magic as before. And above all, I couldn’t return the favor of experiencing the horror of getting my body frozen to him in full if I were to fight in the middle range. I’ll let him taste that fear to the fullest………. Till it seeps into his marrow.
「Hou, coming to close combat huh. Some nerve you got there!! 」
Maybe he thinks that it’s easier to deal with my close combat skill than my gun in the middle range, he’s facing against my attack with Iai stance. [TL : Battojutsu or should I say sword drawing art]
It’s a battojutsu of lightning speed. He might be going for that. But the moment he was about to draw his sword, I pushed it back by shooting at the hilt, and that incidentally flicked his fingers from the hilt too.
The result of his Iai is just an empty swing with flash effects to the side with his sword still inside the scabbard.
Maybe the person himself has yet to realize what just happened. Nevertheless, there he is, standing in front of me with a dumbfounded face.
Just like that I’m approaching him, holding his hand and twisting it to his back. Though I know that I’m overdoing it since I can hear the sound of something snapping inside his body, this is the virtual world after all.
「Guh, what in the hell is thi――AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! ? 」
I turned his face upwards and then thrusted the muzzle of my gun into his mouth.
「Well then, it seems that you’ve taken some sort of countermeasures against my gun but, what about the inside of your mouth? You might survive if you’re far tougher than that beast though」 [TL : RIP Jiisha]
「Y-YAHEHO! YAHEHEFUHEEE! 」 [TL : YAMERO! YAMETEKUREEE!]
He was seemingly trying to say something.
「Yup,yup, I understand! You’re trying to say “Like hell I’m going to beg you to spare my life, kill me now!”, right? 」
「Ho-HONNAAAA! 」[TL : NOOOOOOOOOOO]
Every time I pull the trigger his body convulses and the number of bullet marks on the floor between his legs is the same as the number of times I’m pulling the trigger.