I Became The Tyrant Of A Defense Game [EN]: Chapter 613

Aither, standing outside the arena, swung his hand down sharply.

“The opening match begins~!”

Ding-!

Waaaaaah-!

With the sound of the bell signaling the start of the match and the deafening cheers from the audience,

my main party and the opposing party—the ‘Uncles’—who were standing on either side of the arena, rushed towards the center of the arena at the same time.

The ‘Uncles’ were a party skilled in real combat, and they formed a precise formation.

Torkel at the very front. Behind him, Janice and Nobody side by side. Behind them, Chain, and at the very back, Diarmuidin.

‘A pure tank, a damage dealer/tank with recovery skills & a close-range dealer with one-shot skills, a highly versatile black mage, and a pure damage mage…….’

Their composition is top-notch, seriously! It’s absolutely luxurious!

Our formation had Lucas and Evangeline forming the two-top front line. In the mid-line, it was me and Damian. And Junior in the back line.

Our front line is a bit thicker, but I guess you could say our combination lacks breakthrough power.

Our party advanced slowly towards the center of the arena, but the ‘Uncles’ rushed straight at us from the start.

I guess they plan to subdue us first and then hit the fake dragon to score points.

‘That’s a sound judgment!’

Damian is on our side.

Considering that the victory condition for this martial arts tournament is to hit the fake dragon’s weak point to score points, neutralizing the opponent’s sniper is key to victory.

The Uncles’ charge was tactically sound.

The Uncles, who had quickly charged, crossed the center of the arena and entered our formation.

“Let’s see the power of the Lord’s direct party that everyone is so afraid of! We’ll show you the mature charm that the youngsters don’t have… Kuaaaak?!”

That’s when it happened.

Thwack-!

Nobody, who was shouting and swinging his wooden sword over his head, was suddenly hit by water spewing from the dragon’s mouth and rolled to the side.

The other Uncles were horrified.

“A water cannon?!”

“Why is there a water cannon here?!”

I grinned.

“Don’t you remember the training camp? You should have dodged it!”

The fake dragon is covered in artifacts.

In addition to the score calculation sensors and barriers for self-defense, it also has various attack methods that reproduce the dragon’s wide-area attack patterns.

Water cannons instead of breath, string whips instead of magic area attacks…….

It’s a fake dragon, so you don’t die when you get hit, but if this were real combat, Nobody, you’d be dead instantly!

Beep!

At the same time, a score was displayed on the magic panel on the Uncles’ side.

[-100 points]

“What’s with the penalty?!”

“You lose 100 points if you get hit by the water cannon!”

“But Your Highness, you didn’t say there was something like this?!”

“I didn’t say there wasn’t either!”

I keep saying it, but even though the atmosphere is light, this is a tactical evaluation.

How skilled each individual warrior is. How well the party works together.

And most importantly, whether they have the aptitude suitable for a dragon raid. Whether they can avoid all the fake dragon’s patterns even in the chaotic melee.

I’m watching everything. Everyone, stay sharp!

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Whoosh!

Water cannons shot out continuously from the fake dragon’s mouth, and string whips installed on its forelegs swept across the floor.

The Uncles, who were flustered after allowing the first attack, barely managed to avoid it, but our main party was calm. Did you think we trained for nothing?

“Guys!”

“Yes!”

At my signal, we, who were approaching the dragon, jumped up at the same time—

Swish-!

We easily avoided the string whips.

There was a strange thrill in having multiple people perform the same action simultaneously through training. I smiled brightly.

“Hahahaha! How is it! This is the result of training, the power of friendship… Oof!”

As I was excitedly shouting, a water cannon hit me right in the face.

As I wiped my face, sputtering, I saw Lily, who was controlling the fake dragon on the other side, covering her mouth and smiling brightly.

“You need to stay sharp, Your Highness!”

“Cough! Cough! Hey, Lily! Is this fair?!”

“I’m just following the rules. The fake dragon sprays water cannons equally at everyone within a certain range~”

Lily laughed ominously as she controlled the fake dragon to spray water everywhere. She seems to be having the most fun at this martial arts tournament!

And as the Uncles managed to approach us while avoiding the water cannons and string whips, the match quickly turned into a melee.

“Shield-!”

“Great Shield-!”

Evangeline and Torkel, exchanging some kind of incomprehensible shield language, collided with their shields forward,

“Now, Sir Lucas! Come at me! I’m quite confident in my ability to endure…!”

“Ugh-?!”

Janice, clad in holy power armor, marked Lucas.

Even for the great Lucas, shaking off an SSR-grade [Super Super Rare] priest who can heal himself was not an easy task.

Having neutralized our two front lines like this, Chain and Nobody finally broke through to the mid-line.

“If we neutralize the sniper boy……”

“The victory will be on our side!”

As I was about to stop them, I flinched and looked at the center of the arena.

Goooooo……!

Diarmuidin was gathering magic power. I clapped my hands without realizing it.

“Indeed! That’s the plan!”

While the other four Uncles were all clinging to us to buy time,

Diarmuidin, who could use wide-area attacks, was planning to shoot magic at the fake dragon to score points.

“Heh heh, my eyesight has gotten worse, so I don’t know where the weak point is, but……”

Even with the restraining bracelet limiting his magic power, Diarmuidin smiled as he unleashed terrifying magic power.

“If I just keep pouring it out, it’ll hit somewhere……!”

I was about to order Damian to snipe Diarmuidin. However, Chain and Nobody were already right next to Damian.

“Uwaaaah!”

Damian panicked and failed to snipe in time.

One of the few weaknesses of Damian, who is close to a complete cheat character, is…… his kind heart.

In this martial arts tournament, which is closer to an evaluation match than a clear enemy…… he doesn’t have the composure to attack his ally hero with all his might.

Moreover, he is not equipped with his main weapon, the magic gun, but only a short bow loaded with rubber-tipped arrows.

Pshoo! Pshoo!

He belatedly shot arrows, but

“Predictable, predictable!”

Chain swung his magic arm made of darkness and immediately brushed them away. Behind him, Nobody was preparing a slash and rushed at Damian.

As Damian was being attacked from both sides, Junior had no choice but to rush forward, and Chain and Junior collided, entangling their magic.

‘Tch!’

I turned my gaze back to the center of the arena.

Currently, Diarmuidin is unmarked. If I leave him alone, he might really score all the points and end the match.

I have to interfere before he unleashes his magic……!

“I’ll stop Diarmuidin!”

I left Damian and Junior behind and ran forward.

“You guys figure out how to break through the guard and attack the fake dragon!”

“Huh?!”

“Y-Your Highness! Wait a minute! Your Highness!”

Damian and Junior, looking tearful, called out to me, but I ran without looking back.

In fact, tactically, it might be better for me to join and take out Chain and Nobody, and then have Damian start sniping.

But this kind of melee training is also necessary. You also need to know how to shake off sticky enemies on your own.

Because all of this is what we will actually experience in the Black Dragon subjugation battle……!

‘I believe you can overcome it, guys!’

No, you have to overcome it! For the battles ahead!

Thud!

I planted the flag on the ground.

Then, gray walls rose from the ground like flower petals, and I slid down them like a sled, approaching Diarmuidin.

And—I swung the flag full force into the side of Diarmuidin, who was about to complete his magic.

“Eit-!”

“Uwaaaah?! Are you trying to kill me, Prince Ash?!”

Diarmuidin, horrified, had no choice but to stop casting, and blocked my flag with his magic-infused staff. I kept swinging the flag without stopping.

“Stop the magic! Yah! Yah!”

“Eit! Eit! Wait a minute, my back is going to break! Wait!”

While the mage and the pseudo-mage (a close-combat newbie) were bickering,

Whoooosh!

Water cannons poured out from the fake dragon’s mouth towards us…….

“Kuaaaaaa.”

“Gyaaaaaaa.”

Diarmuidin and I rolled on the floor together.

The direction of the match was falling into a maze.

***

“Now, sniper boy. All the people on our front line fear and revere your eyes…… but I’m different.”

While all the other heroes were fighting evenly,

The duel here was completely unbalanced.

“From the start, I don’t see anything-!”

The blind swordsman Nobody shouted fiercely and swung his wooden sword.

Swish! Swish!

The rubber-tipped arrows that Damian desperately shot were shattered uselessly in the air.

Damian gritted his teeth and desperately tried to create distance, but Nobody, using his footwork, stuck to him much faster.

The life of a ranged attacker is ‘distance.’

Whether you can maintain distance or not. That’s where the match is decided and life or death is determined.

If you can’t take them down before the enemy approaches, if you allow the enemy to approach, you’re bound to lose.

Similarly, the life of a close-range attacker is also ‘distance.’

They exert overwhelming power within the short range where their attacks reach, but if they can’t approach that range, they die in reverse.

They must break into their advantageous range to open a path.

Thus, the battle between attackers is a fight over whether they can secure their advantageous range or not.

And now, the duel between the two was overwhelmingly advantageous for Nobody.

The swordsman broke through to the archer.

There’s no way he could lose!

Clang-!

Nobody’s wooden sword cut through the air and swung fiercely. Damian, with his innate overwhelming eyesight, grasped its trajectory and twisted his body to avoid it.

No, he thought he had avoided it…….

Whoosh!

The sword path twisted strangely and flew towards the short bow in Damian’s hand.

“?!”

Horrified, Damian barely managed to dodge the attack by falling backward. Nobody grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth.

Because he is blind, the direction of his gaze has no meaning.

His movements are different from those of ordinary swordsmen.

Since he was born blind, he has no concept of ‘seeing,’ so the preparatory action for preparing a sword strike, the action of swinging and recovering, all lack the preceding action of ‘seeing.’

This subtle difference created a strange sense of incongruity, and Damian, who had been understanding the approach combat experience he had seen so far with the movements of other swordsmen, was even more cornered.

His eyesight was too good, which put him in a more defensive position.

“Got you-!”

It was the moment Nobody shouted and was about to strike down with his wooden sword.

“It’s me who got you……!”

Thwack!

Damian suddenly shot an arrow in a completely unexpected direction.

Until now, he had always aimed precisely at the weak points that could neutralize Nobody, but this arrow was completely off course.

‘Did he miss because he was flustered?’

Nobody was about to subdue Damian with a smile when—

He felt goosebumps on his shoulder.

The direction Damian suddenly shot was towards the fake dragon. Then, could it be…….

‘Did he find the weak point in the meantime?!’

In an instant, Nobody’s mind spun. If that arrow really found the weak point and shot it, then this match could end right away.

‘No, no! It’s a fake! He’s trying to trick me!’

But.

An arrow shot by giving up his life in a situation where a swordsman had broken through to his face and was about to be subdued.

There’s no way it wouldn’t be a finishing move……!

‘Damn it, I have to block the arrow!’

Nobody, using all his senses, found the arrow that had been shot far away from him, and then, twisting his body forcefully, swung his wooden sword—and brushed it away.

Thwack!

The arrow exploded in the air, and the next moment, Nobody realized.

“I’m sorry.”

The boy in front of him was not just good with his eyes…….

“It’s a fake.”

He was even bold.

At that moment, Damian completely gave up the distance to the swordsman in front of him and made a psychological gamble, and it was Nobody who lost.

“Sigh……”

Nobody muttered awkwardly.

“I wasted my sword practice. Damn it.”

On Nobody’s forehead, who had completely lost his posture from twisting his body forcefully,

Thwack! Thwack!