mtl008 Chapter 744 - 744
Chapter 744 - 744
Shinguuji Kurono pondered thoughtfully; to be honest, even she hadn't noticed that flaw.Kurogane Ikki and Saikyo Nene nodded silently.
Shinguuji Kurono wasn't skilled in close combat, and compared to professional swordsmen, her observational abilities were still lacking.
It was like a meticulously crafted program designed to eliminate all viruses—but once a cunning virus formed a trap, the program would blindly charge right in.
Too mechanical, without any flexibility or adaptability.
"This match is my victory."
After the two puppets were defeated, they quickly dissolved into fragments of pigment and vanished.
Eiji bypassed the vacuum fault and arrived before Sara.
"I lost... is that it?"
Sara looked up, her pale face full of gloom, her fists weakly clenched.
The mana in her body had long been exhausted, and the potential she had unleashed through willpower could no longer be summoned. In this state, there was no way to resist anymore.
"My puppets actually had such a flaw, and even I didn't know about it."
Sara smiled bitterly.
Ever since she had glimpsed Twin-Wings from afar in a war-torn region years ago and witnessed her strength, that power had been deeply imprinted in her heart.
Since then, the Twin-Wings puppet had become her trump card. Any enemy, after she deployed the Twin-Wings puppet, could only struggle meaninglessly before being destroyed by the strongest.
Even she hadn't known that the puppets she created had such a flaw.
And that flaw had been seen through by Eiji from the very beginning.
Not even in this match, but months ago outside the exhibition hall, when Sara's puppets of Tatara Yui, Arisuin Nagi, and others had attacked.
In other words, from the very start, the outcome of this match had been decided.
These two had never had the possibility of fulfilling their respective wishes from the beginning.
"This time, I lost."
Sara struggled internally for a moment.
She looked at Eiji with a complex gaze, her eyes filled with unwillingness.
But in the end, she acknowledged the reality.
"The match is decided! The winner is Hagun Academy's 〈Sword God〉 Eiji Nangou!"
Shinguuji Kurono promptly announced the verdict.
"Whoa! This match was truly spectacular!"
"You scared me to death; I really thought the Sword God would lose..."
The audience erupted into a wave of noise—some cheering, some sighing.
Although the process had been full of twists and turns, it was precisely that which captured the audience's hearts.
Moreover, the Sword God hadn't suffered a crushing defeat; this outcome was completely acceptable!
"Thank you to both competitors for the thrilling match! The clash of the world's strongest was truly a feast for the eyes, no less exciting than the previous match! Thus, the semifinals of the 62nd Seven Star Sword Art Festival have concluded. The finals will officially begin tomorrow! Will it be Hagun Academy's F-Rank Knight 〈Uncrowned Sword King〉 Kurogane Ikki who overpowers his opponent, or will Hagun Academy's E-Rank Knight 〈Sword God〉 ascend to the champion's throne? Everyone, stay tuned!"
"Hey, aren't the ranks of the top two a bit weird?"
"You don't get it—these days, F-Rank and E-Rank are the real powerhouses!"
"The top two spots have been completely taken by Hagun Academy! With the flaws in Bloody da Vinci's abilities exposed, the third place will likely be won by the Crimson Princess. Sweeping the top three positions in one go—this time, Hagun Academy has truly redeemed itself after their earlier humiliation!"
The audience let out satisfied sighs and began to disperse slowly, their chatter filled with chaotic speculations about the next day's finals. Countless people eagerly anticipated what was to come.
"As expected, the fake pressure from that little girl wasn't enough to push the kid to break through to the Demon Person realm!"
Nangou Torajirou inwardly felt a pang of regret for his young disciple.
But more than that, he was pondering countermeasures.
"The kid has reached his limit. The sooner he breaks through to the Demon Person realm, the better, but he needs genuine pressure to do it."
As he thought this, his gaze naturally fell upon a certain spot.
There, a black-haired boy with a gentle yet sharp demeanor was chatting and laughing with the kid who had just returned to the spectator stands.
"Youngster from the Kurogane family, it seems I'll have to rely on you this time!"
...
After leaving the medical room, Sara returned to the hotel.
The corridor on her floor was eerily quiet, with not a single soul in sight.
The others staying on this floor were the members of Akatsuki Academy. With their mission's failure, they had all left, leaving her as the only occupant on the entire floor.
This mission had ended in complete failure.
The top three fighters of Akatsuki Academy had all been defeated by Eiji alone, while the remaining members were taken out by the Crimson Princess in a one-versus-many sweep.
Despite being elites from the dark world, each with multiple lives on their hands and ample combat experience, they had been overwhelmingly defeated by a few students.
However, none of this mattered to Sara.
Her reason for working with 〈Rebellion〉 was essentially just to repay a debt. Her relationship with 〈Rebellion〉 wasn't one of subordination but of cooperation.
She didn't care whether 〈Rebellion〉's missions succeeded or failed.
The only thing she had ever cared about, from beginning to end, was finding the perfect model for herself.
It was a pity that, even after ten years of searching across half the globe and finally finding the one ideal model who met all her criteria here, she still hadn't gotten her wish in the end.
"Why art thou lost in thought here? Since this promotion ceremony has failed, hurry and return with me to the abyss of darkness!"
A pink-haired, chuunibyou lolita strode into her room, issuing orders with an air of arrogance.
"What the young lady means is: Stop dwelling on pointless things. Since the mission has failed, come home with me right away!"
Following closely behind her was her ever-present maid, Charlotte Cordé.
"I know."
Sara packed her few belongings indifferently as she replied.
At the same time, she secretly made a resolution in her heart.
This time, I lost.
But don't think I'll give up!
No matter where you go, even to the ends of the earth, I will chase after you!
No matter the cost, one day, I will make you agree to be my model!
"Ding dong!"
Just then, a notification chime rang out.
Sara snapped out of her thoughts and opened her Akatsuki Academy student handbook in puzzlement.
Although this thing was now useless—even Akatsuki Academy had disbanded—it still stored the only number that could connect her to him, and Sara treasured it like a priceless treasure.
She opened the handbook, glanced at the information, and then her eyes suddenly froze, her breathing involuntarily growing heavy.
"Who is the messenger?"
"The young lady is asking: Whose message is it?"
Under the gaze of the two, Sara put away her student handbook.
Then she turned around.
"I'm not going back!"
She was overjoyed.
Rinna Kazamatsuri was slightly taken aback.
She had never seen Sara wear such a smile before and was momentarily captivated.