As Einhorn is aiming for the Fevers' territory, the warships gather and call out to him.

'What are you people doing!

　Then Luxion replied in the voice of a vassal of the Fevers.

　He made him sound drunk and made the other party think he was not in his right mind.

''Shut up!　This one is rioting after being told in person by Pierre of the Favell family. 'If you don't want to get hurt, make way!'

　As Einhorn opened fire, the warship deployed its magical shield.

　The shells were shot out regardless, but Luxion was not happy.

''The Republic should be strong in defensive battles, right? Since they are constantly supplied with magic power from the Holy Tree, it's only natural in a sense.''

　The airships are loaded with magical stones, which are used to generate energy.

　Therefore, the space and weight of these ships are fetters for loading the magical stones, but Republic airships don't have this problem.

　However, the Republic's airships do not have this problem.

　The reason why their airships have a higher output than other countries' airships is because they are supplied with energy from the sacred tree, so they are always able to produce full power.

　As an added bonus, the effect is strengthened if you are in your hometown.

''........but they are not my enemies.''

　Einhorn charges a warship that is still alive and well.

　The size of the opponent was six hundred meter class.

　It was three times the size of the Einhorn.

　However, Einhorn's distinctive horns pierce through the shield and slash through the enemy airship, destroying it.

　As the airship slowly fell, I intercepted a transmission.

'It's the airship of the Favell family!　They're getting drunk and rampaging!　Send reinforcements to me now. That ship is extraordinary!

　A falling warship.

　The crew seems to have evacuated safely, but the engine part of the warship is bare.

　I find a white shining jewel.

I'm not sure if this is the jewel that Master was referring to. Let's collect it.''

　The robots collected the treasure ball and loaded it into Einhorn.

　After that, Luxion continued to head to the island of the Holy Tree - via the Fevell family's territory - while dealing with the army.

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　Dueling grounds.

　As I come to the front of the fallen Allogants' cockpit, I decide to open the hatch.

　I've won against Aroganz, but of course there are seeds and tricks to this.

　In the first place - Luxion hasn't betrayed me.

　Do you think I can really fight Aroganz and win?

　Soft and stiff?

　I can't because I'm not a master.

　I'm sorry, I'm an ordinary person.

　The reason why I'm so sure of my victory.......is because Luxion didn't betray me in the first place.

　When the chest part opens, I slam my fist into Pierre's face - into his mouth.

''Hey, Pierre-kun. You've finally shown your face. I'm very happy for you.

　Pierre held his mouth, tears in his eyes.

　I grab him by the hair and drag him out, throwing him to the ground and me off the allogant.

　I slam my fist into the palm of my left hand.

'I'm about to beat you to a pulp, but don't admit defeat so easily. I want to get back at you for all kinds of things.

　Grinning, Pierre exclaimed.

　'My front tooth is broken.

'Dude!　You punched me in the face!

　I stepped in big and slammed my fist into his face.

　This guy is weak!

　Quickly, I hit his knee on his belly and swung him down with my hands folded in a crooked shape.

　Pierre collapsed to the ground, crying.

'Wait, wait,'

'Oh, come on, don't be so weak all of a sudden. The fun's just getting started.

　He grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face into the ground repeatedly.

'How does it feel. How does it feel to be hit one way or the other?　You don't usually get to taste much of that, but you're going to get to taste a lot of it. Good for you, Pierre.

　Pierre looked goofy with tears and snot on his face.

'No, stop it, gosh darn it,'

I don't like it.

　Smiling, he laid Pierre on his back and took the mounting position.

　He continued to punch him, alternately raising his arms in the air.

　I'll add or subtract properly.

　Because I want to hit you a lot.

''As expected of the Six Great Noblemen of the Republic!　It's great that you can beat up on me like this and not admit defeat!

　Pierre almost screamed something.

　He's going to say something about admitting defeat, but I'm going to quickly slam my fist into his mouth.

'What guts!　I'll have to work on this one too!

　This guy is really great.

　I don't feel guilty about beating him up at all.

　Rather, it's more like "Huh?　I'm doing a great deal of good, aren't I? Like, even the illusion of it.

　Even though what we're doing is a diabolical act!

　But it's the best kind of rubbish to be violent and even feel better.

　This is just pure rubbish without any background of being actually a good guy or having any reason for it.

　He enjoys watching people suffer, laughs at people's pain, cheats and does bad things.

　I've found a use for the rubbish that makes me feel like a bugbear.

　Beating them up doesn't hurt my conscience at all!

Stop it. I've had enough of this.

'What?　What?

　I pretended not to hear him and kept hitting him.

　Pierre's face is in a terrible mess, but this is a world where magic is a useful thing. I'm sure it would be able to heal quickly.

　But I'm getting tired of beating him up with stones.

　I stand up.

　Pierre stared at me with a swollen face.

'I won't forgive you. Only you will never........

　He says something like that, and I smile at him - and I smile at him.

I smile and say, "Okay. Well, you'll die.

　--I kicked him in the face.

　Rolling over, Pierre held his face, teary-eyed, as if he didn't expect it to go on yet.

'Oh, it's over. It's over!

'What do you mean?　The judges aren't telling you the end of the story, you know. Of course it's still going to go on, you trash.

　This time I decided to play with Pierre by kicking him.

　But it's a horribly boring game.

'Are you having fun every day doing this?　I don't understand a single thing you're feeling. But I'll keep doing it until you're dead. You love to bully the little guy, don't you?　Good for you, you're happy to be on the receiving end of a beating since all you've done is hit me one way or the other.

　I kick him in the gut and Pierre struggles to his feet.

　I smile as the back of his right hand begins to glow.

'Huh?　Are you going to use it?　If you use the power of the Sacred Tree - do you have any idea what will happen to you?

　The condition I gave him was that he wouldn't use the power of the Holy Tree during the duel.

　Pierre looked like he was about to cry when he remembered the disadvantages of breaking that.

''That's right!　I don't like it. So you--you're going to get hit by me all the time.

　I'm going to giggle and kick you one more time, but I don't know what to do.

　It's really boring.

　I'm laughing to scare you, but I'm getting tired of it.

　It's too painful and my conscience hurts a little bit, too.

　Pierre, who can do this without a care in the world, is still rubbish.

◇

　Julius, looking down at the dueling grounds, said a word.

''It's ... terrible.''

　Zirk agrees.

'Yes, it's awful. But apparently people don't think so.

　Julius looked around and saw that the students who had been running away were looking at Pierre.

'It's a nice touch,'
A nobleman without the power of the Holy Tree is just a person.
'No less. There's no way I'd normally use my armor to lose to a flesh and blood person.

　It showed how much Pierre was disliked by the students.

　He may have done that much, but Julius was in a delicate mood.

'Baltfart, are you happy with this?'

　From Julius' point of view, it seemed that the game could have been won smarter.

　Leon would have won more easily, he thought.

　Looking in a different direction, he saw Pierre's cronies crowding the judges.

'You're going to die, Pierre!
Stop it now!

　The referee says to them.

'If you stop him, Pierre, you will lose. Is that all right?

　The referees want to stop it as well, but it's a duel, so they can't stop it on their own.

　If Pierre admitted to losing, he could stop it, but Leon wouldn't let him do it.

　He quickly crushed his mouth and teased him so that he couldn't speak.

　Hearing this, his cronies were troubled as well.

　The reason is that if you admit defeat without permission, you don't know what Pierre will do to you later.

　There.

'This duel, in my judgment, Leon Fow Baldfalt is the winner.

　A beautiful blond-haired, blue-eyed man who spoke up to the judges.

　Narcissus is surprised by the person's appearance.

'The head of the Druil family?　Why are you here?

　The judges will soon announce the winner of the duel.

'The winner, Leon Fow Baldfalt!　Both of you, step away now!

　I could hear the frustration from those around me.

'You should have let them do more,'
But look at that Pierre guy's face?　It's funny, isn't it?
I wish I didn't have to come to the school.

　Julius closes his eyes as he listens to the students around him.

(He had it coming. But what's the point of doing this? Bartophalt, is this what you wanted to do?)

◇

　The victor was declared and I won as planned.

"...stop it earlier. It already feels like we're the ones doing the bullying. I didn't expect to be this weak. It hurts my conscience a little bit.

　Pierre, battered and bruised, was looking up at me, crying.

　As the doctors and nurses rushed over to treat Pierre, Pierre's face quickly healed, probably because there were so many of them.

　He was able to speak, but most of his teeth were missing.

I will kill you. I'll kill you, no matter what I have to do.

　What a gut. But it doesn't make sense.

'You're a really great guy. It's great to see you go to all this trouble and then turn on each other. Now I can move on without a care in the world.

　Pierre stares at me with an awesome look on his face.

　And then a beautiful man came in, dressed in a very luxurious outfit.

　He looks like a picture of a blonde prince.

'Excuse me. You must be Count Baldfalt, right?

　I nodded, and the other man gave his name.

''I am Fernand Toala Druil. I'm the head of the Drouille family I represent one of the six great noble families.

'This is a big one. So?　What can I do for you?

　Mr. Fernand looked at Pierre.

　Pierre turned his face away with a blue face.

　It seems that he doesn't want to fight with a superior being, as is the case with stones.

　That little thing is the best thing about him.

''I'm not in a position to formally apologize for his case from me, but I want to apologize as someone from the Republic. On top of that, I would like to talk to you about the Holy Tree Seedling.

　Pierre looked frustrated, and the back of his right hand was glowing.

　Fernand's back of his right hand glowed as well.

'Pierre!　I can't overlook any more wrangling. Are you going to set up things with the Drouille family?

　But Pierre didn't stop.

'Don't be silly!　The reason I lost is because the Holy Tree's power was blocked. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost!

　I looked at Pierre with a smirk on my face.

　Once he was healed and able to stand up, he got bullish.

It's a good thing that you have the strength of a holy tree. Hmm, that's great.

Don't push your luck. You'll get your ass out of here before I'm ready for you.

Pierre!

　Mr. Fernan was trying to stop Pierre from doing something with the power of the Holy Tree.

　It was Fernan-san's subordinate who rushed to this confusing place.

''Mr. Fernan-san!　Oh, my God!　The Favell family's airship is heading for the Temple of the Sacred Tree while conducting subversive activities!　The army can't stop them, and if they don't, they might attack the Holy Tree!

　At those words, Mr. Fernand glares at Pierre.

'What do you mean by that?'

　Pierre was also impatient.

　I guess he hadn't expected it to be a quirk.

'Shh, I don't know. I don't know!'

　But Mr. Fernand's men say.

''Well the name of the airship is Einhorn. It is an airship owned by the Favell family. It's the airship you managed, Master Pierre.

　Pierre is pale.

'Ugh, a lie!'

'It's true. Already the military has suffered some damage that cannot be ignored.

　Mr. Fernand also gave everyone here a look of disbelief.

''Einhorn?''　But that was a Kingdom-built airship. Don't tell me you refurbished it?

　Pierre shook his head at Mr. Fernand's words.

'Shh, I didn't!　I didn't do any renovations!　I don't know about this. How can the Kingdom's airships be able to cause damage to the military? That's not possible!

　It's not possible.

　It certainly wouldn't be possible for them.

　In a world that has developed through the use of magic, the one who can handle that magic better will be the winner.

　The holy tree is a plant that, so to speak, is a bridge that it can conveniently control for humans.

　It really is a convenient plant.

　However, I don't think it's possible that the newcomers created it because Luxion doesn't have any hostility to it but that doesn't matter.

　For now, as long as they understand that the undefeatable myth is just a castle in the sand for them, that's all that matters.

　In addition, I also want to confirm one more thing.

''Well, I think it's time for you to keep your word.

　...it's not over yet, Pierre.