Episode 249 Survival Tournament (5)
Oreolus Hohenheim. Who is he?
When it comes to research on magic, it is not inferior to the Morgue family, which is called the head family of magic, and when it comes to astrology, it is not inferior to the emperor of the empire. ) is the eldest son of
He has completed all of the higher education courses that Mighty Tower boasts with excellent grades, and now that he has become the 3rd year student council president, he is on the verge of graduating early. life.
Furthermore, the title of the youngest professor is not enough, so there are even rumors that he will become the owner of the Mage Tower in the future.
…… Such an unsalted, super-elite genius began to groan so miserably and desperately that he couldn’t bear to open his ears and listen.
Boooooh…
I didn’t say that it was done orally.
Soon after, moaning that made me sweat cold just by listening to it, followed by a scream.
Fish meal – Boouk! Pussssss…… Boom!
It wasn’t a sound that came out of my mouth this time either.
“Cheer, heck!?”
Hohenheim started to walk backwards while holding his stomach.
The whole body twists. My body began to bend like a shrimp thrown on a hot salt plate.
A damp and cold sensation. My whole body was already damp with sweat.
The intestines in his stomach were wildly swaying wildly to the extent that even magic could not control them.
‘I have to use Cure Cure Magic…’
However, Cure Magic is a high-circle magic that cannot be cast in such a chaotic situation.
In addition, it was difficult to use mana properly, perhaps because of overdoing it while fighting Bakiraga.
“…Poison. Is it poison as well?”
Hohenheim turned his head in disbelief.
Red stew was dripping from the coconut shells lying on the floor.
‘I checked the ingredients inside. There was nothing that could be poisonous. But why?’
For a moment, something passed through his mind.
‘Could it be a combination!?’
The brain of a genius grasped the situation in an instant.
sometimes exist
Things that are harmless to the human body when eaten separately, but become fatal when eaten together.
For example, honey and black tea are the same, and eel and peach are the same.
In addition, there are food combinations that have a bad effect on the body (generally induce excretion), such as beer, peanut crab, prawns, spinach, tofu, carrots, cucumber, cheese, soybeans, seaweed, and salt.
Hohenheim desperately scanned the contents of the red stew.
Overall, it was okay, but why did you put these things in? There were also things I wanted to do.
And soon, Hohenheim selected two extremely suspicious ingredients.
‘The man-eating fish that live in the Red and Black Mountains, the Chaka Chaka catfish, and the outer bark of the Sabic tree…?’
There is nothing wrong with each one separately, but when the two are combined, it causes severe abdominal pain.
‘Has anyone known this recipe? Some of the kids ‘cubs …’
Hohenheim’s face is seen in his eyes.
“……Eh?”
There is a certain guy with a stupid expression on the other side of the thicket.
Although he was just a first-year student from another school who didn’t have much to pay attention to, Hohenheim’s genius memory recognized his true identity.
Grenouille de Leviathan. The successor of the extreme poison family.
He’s quite talented in his own way, but he’s still young, so he’s an immature kid who just goes around giggling here and there.
…suddenly!
Hohenheim was sure that it must be Grenouille who had been messing with stew.
If not him, who would have manufactured this extremely poisonous (?)!
Meanwhile, Grenouille looks absurd.
“Why are you staring at me as if you’re going to kill me like that? What did I do…”
Then.
Chin-
There was a hand on Grenouille’s shoulder.
It was Bikir.
“Congratulations, leader. Thanks to your poison, you caught the 3rd year ace of the Mage Tower.”
“Huh? Me? My poison?”
“Yes. It’s your virtue and your poison.”
Grenouille only tilted his head as if he did not understand.
Not knowing that Hohenheim’s gaze behind him was becoming more and more ferocious.
……Well anyway.
thud!
In the end, Hohenheim fell to the floor in a strange posture, clutching his stomach.
Puffy- Puffy-
Vomiting and diarrhea. A fierce cry pouring down from above.
“…”
Hohenheim trembled with his face buried in the ground.
……10 ……9 ……8 ……7 ……6 ……5 ……4 . ……3 ……2
His HP was slowly dropping towards zero.
And in front of him stood Varangian’s Vakiraga with an absurd expression.
“…… Hey, are you okay?”
“…”
“……Yes. I understand.”
Bakiraga hesitated for a moment before raising her hand, then moved it cautiously again.
Tak-
Bakira gave a shoulder to Hohenheim who was lying down.
If you blow on it, it will go out, if you hold it, it will break. Very careful and prudent encouragement.
But despite the Bakira family’s consideration.
……1
With the blow (?) just now, Hohenheim’s HP was reduced by 1.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” ”
…”
“…Yes. I understand.”
Bakiraga hurriedly removed her hand from Hohenheim’s shoulder, and at the same time, a drop of dew from Hohenheim’s eye also fell.
As befits a bad friend who has been bumping into each other for a long time, Bakira understood Hohenheim’s feelings.
No, it is something that any human being can understand and empathize with.
Everyone must have had the experience of pooping in their pants at least once in their childhood.
“……It sucks.”
Bakiraga scratched her head and turned away, then disappeared over the bushes.
He didn’t know that the last duel with his long-awaited rival during his school days would end in such a futile way, so his back looked quite absurd and lonely.
……and.
Bass Rock!
Soon, someone broke through the bushes and appeared in front of Hohenheim.
“……you you!”
Hohenheim’s eyes were stained with life.
Bikir with an expressionless face. He stared blankly at Hohenheim, who was holding the boat in front of him and collapsed.
Hohenheim immediately let go of his eyes and let out a blank laugh.
What is there to be afraid of in the yard that has already shown all its ugliness?
“Yes. In the end, the luck of catching me goes to the unheard-of Colosseo’s 1st year nerd.”
“…”
“A bug-like bastard. Yes, in your insignificant life, when will you ever have a chance to face a genius like me? Come on, get drunk. Cut my throat! With the weapon and finisher you’re most confident in, you’ll be able to wield this mage’s tower. Defeat Hohenheim!”
Even at the last moment, he put up a lofty pride. And he accepted death with arrogance.
“Knives? Axes? Bows? You may take out any weapon. However, even if you can break my body, you will never break my pride and heart.”
HP 1.
Only a handful of lives left.
Hohenheim was glaring at Bikir with his eyes wide open in a determined attitude.
……but.
Bikir did not draw any weapons.
just empty handed. That was all.
“?”
Hohenheim’s brow furrowed slightly.
The instinct unique to a genius, that sharp sense warns like crazy.
Now, something terrifying is being pointed at him.
However, looking around, there was nothing like sword or spear arrow magic.
‘What is it? This unparalleled sense of uneasiness…’
Cold sweat welling up wet the lower back. The eyeballs were spinning.
For the first time in his life, Hohenheim felt a slight sense of anxiety and fear at the same time.
And that, too, towards the mysterious new student from another school right in front of you!
“…”
Eventually. A small change occurred in Bikir’s expressionless face.
I thought my lips were moving, but my tongue moved three inches.
and that moment.
The sharpest dagger, colder than anything else in the world, pierced Hohenheim’s heart mercilessly.
“Shut up.”
Violence. And the most heinous violence among them.
It was factual violence beyond verbal violence.
Hohenheim’s pride, heart, and soul that could not be broken by any weapon such as a sword, ax, spear, bow, or magic.
It ticks! It cuts away with sound.
……0
Due to the extreme stress and anger, Hohenheim’s mental…… No, his HP was drained by 1 again.
That was it.
* * *
The end of Hohenheim, the ace of the Magic Tower.
It made all those who were competing for survival in the sea of enemies and the Black Mountains tremble.
Dolores had a dazed expression on her face as she looked at Bikir, who had just killed Hohenheim with a single word.
“I… Bikir.”
“yes.”
“Is the catfish maeuntang I ate the same as the one Hohenheim ate?”
“yes.”
At Vikir’s words, Dolores felt her back drenched in cold sweat.
“… Did you really mean to send me away like that?”
“yes.”
Bikir nodded again this time.
competitor. Even if they are the same school, they will eventually have to compete for ranking.
Dolores’ innocent face went white.
However, the reason she was frightened was not because she was eliminated from the competition or because she felt betrayed by her juniors.
original reason. That’s all.
‘Oh, no! It can’t be! please! Really please!’
There was a time when he had caused a similar(?) kind of trouble to Bikir.
If it was small in the past, will it become a big thing this time?
‘I’d rather kill myself!’
Dolores staggers back, covering her back with one hand and her front with the other.
Bikir thought it was like seeing her in the days when she fought a desperate battle against countless demons during the Age of Destruction before returning.
So I decided to make it short.
Bikir said as he pulled out some dried mushrooms from his pocket.
“Steamed and eaten together, it neutralizes the poison produced by the mixture of the flesh of the Chaka Chaka catfish and the outer bark of the Sabic tree.”
“……!”
Dolores exclaimed as she recalled remembering Bikir throwing some mushrooms over the bowl as she handed her the stew.
“Then what did you just say?”
“It’s a joke.”
“…”
Seeing that Dolores’ HP had evaporated by about 10% just before, it was possible to guess how serious her mental damage was.
