Evade The Hero and Flee!

remely high.

“Yes, it has.
It has been too long.”

“A thousand years, we’re bored of it.
It’s time to end this.”

The empire of tomorrow was stronger than yesterday’s.

Any country would fall to ruin in time, but for the empire, that time was not now.

No, that time would not come until much, much longer.

The anti-empire army was much too exhausted to wait for that moment.

So much that if a little bit more time passed, they would exhaust themselves and disappear on their own.

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“Hahaha, it seems that my comrades have all understood me.”

In that case, before we go out with a whimper, let’s go out with in a blaze of glory.

To the blasted imperials who had forgotten their ancestors that they had driven to ruin, that we were still alive and kicking!

That was what the old man said, and there was no one here who did not understand that.

“We will end the empire, on their imperial festival which marks their beginnings!”

And so, the anti-empire army began the fight where they put everything on the line.

#7 Their story: A certain tavern’s story.

What if.

Could there be any words that were more fun than these.

What if I was ~?

What if A and B fought?

Countless people thought of these what ifs, and would fight to prove their own opinion.

And there were those who bet money on those what ifs.

“This time is Marcis! They even have that daughter from the Nermia family! That famous Nermia!”

“Yeah, and I heard that the lady of the Nermia house this time is a summoner of an archdevil that not even anyone from the summoner’s academy has!”

“Kahh~ if the archdevil leads the vanguard for the Nermia specialty magic barrage, who could beat that!”

In a large tavern that was somewhat rickety for its large size, everyone that was drinking here were all gamblers.

For these gamblers, the events before the imperial festival were the main event to the imperial festival itself.

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Because that was where they would begin their gambles for their luck and security.

“Ha? Arucia has the empire’s strongest prospective swordsman, you know?”

“Yeah, even when you take his work in last year’s imperial festival into account, he’s still the frontrunner to become the next swordsmaster.”

“From what I’ve heard, there’s rumours that he’s already a swordsmaster, but the imperial army’s keeping that under wraps.”

These gamblers will bet on anything.

From how many coins are in the other person’s hand, or how many drinks that person over in the corner could handle before passing out.

And in the imperial festival, which academy would come out on top!

“What about Yugrasia? I heard there were a couple of god-class summoners in Yugrasia.”

“The odds are… holy shit, twelve times.
Even if you bet a single gold on it that would increase to twelve.””

“But there’s a reason for that.”

But even among these people, no one bet on Yugrasia.

“Even if Professor Nicerwin came, it’s just half a year.
No one would hope for anything in that half year.”

Aside from a few geniuses, the people that performed the greatest feats during the imperial festival were the third and fourth years.

Skill-wise, there was little difference between a first year and a fourth year, but the difference in experience was immense.

And the difference of experience made a huge difference in real matches like the imperial festival.

A real match was where even a single mistake could have you losing to an inferior opponent.

Just how much practical experience one had could lead to huge upsets.

“Maybe if it was next year, but imperial festival isn’t as low as to create upsets like that with just half a year.”

“that’s true even if Nicerwin, one of the legendary summoners became a teacher there.”

“You can see just by the fact the odds are 12:1 as well.”

“What were the odds for Arucia and Marcis again?”

“Arucis is 1.2:1, Marcis is 1.3:1? How cheap.”

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“Mercadia is 49:1… shouldn’t they honestly make some events for Mercaria as well?”

“Don’t you know? There were during the first imperial festivals but after the emperor said they were too boring and removed by imperial edict, they haven’t returned since.”

Out of the people who were knocking back the booze, no one predicted a victory for Yugrasia.

Just a few individuals betting some petty change on the off chance of a windfall.

It was then.

Wham!

“Ordah up!”

“Wh, what the?”

There were many customers who kicked in the door.

This tavern-cum-gambling den was home to people who all had improper personalities after all.

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But if the person in question was a little girl that barely seemed ten years old, that was a different story.

“Hey, little girl.
This isn’t a place for kids.”

“What the hell, which dumbass moron told their daughter this place? Even so, don’t bring your daughter here!”

“Yeah, for people like us with fuck-all lives, pure little children are way too scary.”

“Oioi, chase her out, chase her out!”

Even as countless people, especially those with one hell of a mug and scowl all glared at her, the little girl still shamelessly moved her short legs forward.

“Kiddo, this isn’t a place to come at your age.”

“Yep yep.
Good children shouldn’t be in this place.”

“It’s a cute little kid, isn’t it? Want a drink with oppa here?”

“Wait a second, who was the last one? Report him to the imperial soldiers.”

Looking at the men that were approaching one by one, the little girl finally began to scowl.

And to the first sacrifice who tried to put his hand on her.

“Aruspecial, lolicon destruction punch”

“Kweeeeeekk!”

She clocked his chin with a perfect shoryuken, and at this clean strike the man’s eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.

“Wh, what?”

“Did he just go down with a single hit from a kid?”

“Hang on! Isn’t that the high-ranking mercenary Pellet! He can go toe to toe with knights as well, can’t he?”

Even as they murmured amongst themselves, the girl thought it was a pity that no more of them approached her.

‘Hiing… at times like this they need to go all how dare you to my comrades! And all rush me so I can have even more fun!’

But she was here for something else today.

If she just did this job right, then her owner said that he could create an even more exciting and fun academy life for her next year.

And so regathering herself, the girl pulled a barstool in front of the tavern’s owner who was cleaning glasses and sat herself onto it with lithe movements.

“No matter how screwed over our establishment is, I still have no intentions of selling booze to minors?”

“Haang, I was never gunna drink in th’ first place! And since when did we care f’ things like dat? Ya sirrius?”

As she said that, the little girl pulled out a jingling pouch from her pocket and tossed it the owner’s way with a smile.

“Five thousand gold on Yugrasia.
Piss off if ya gonna wimp out.”

Betting odds of 12:1.

In this gamble that all the veteran gamblers said was impossible to win.

Only the master of this silver girl, guaranteed victory.

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