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It was My Complete Victory

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“Uoohhhh!” (Wilfred)

Letting out a mighty roar, Wilfred charged at me. His momentum was strong, and anyone unfamiliar with him would likely flinch, but to me, he was wide open.

“?!” (Wilfred)

“Take this seriously. With an attack like that, it’s like you’re saying ‘please block it.'” (Harold)

I easily intercepted Wilfred’s attack and coldly said this.

By the way, it seems the effect of the [War God’s Blessing] that Christia applied to me earlier is still active, as I didn’t feel any impact when I stopped the attack. This might be a bit of a cheat.

“Shut up!” (Wilfred)

Throwing aside the Heroic Greatsword Caletvwlch, Wilfred pulled out the Demon Emperor Star Gun Summon Trigger and started firing ‘Abyss Assault’ rapidly.

“Well, you know, all of these were blocked by me in the last fight. There’s no way they’ll hit now.” (Harold)

I effortlessly blocked this too with my shield and let out a sigh of disbelief.

At the very least, if he knew my abilities, he should have come up with a better strategy.

“Shut up, shut up! Then, how about this!” (Wilfred)

“Why are you trying to engage in close combat with a ranged weapon?” (Harold)

“Take this!” (Wilfred)

“Too soft. With that weapon, you should be aiming for a special attack with an attribute. Just swinging it around is meaningless.” (Harold)

He changed weapons after every blocked attack and relentlessly throws more. He was not utilizing the weapon’s characteristics at all, and he was wasting all of those UR weapons. Not only the people watching our battle but also Lalanore, Frederica, and even Marion were showing faces of disbelief. At this rate, last year’s duel seems like it was far better.

“Wilfred. What have you been doing this year?” (Harold)

“?! What did you say?” (Wilfred)

“Each of your attacks shows no signs of improvement. In fact, you can’t even properly use one of your weapons. You’ve been neglecting your training too much.” (Harold)

This Engage Hazard game is ultimately a romance mobile RPG. What’s required are the heroine’s affection and the character’s pure strength… You may have created a harem with the heroines, but you’ve failed to properly care for them, and your strength is sloppy. If I were the player, I’d be starting over from scratch.

“Knowing you, you’ve probably been complacent because of the support from His Majesty the King and the man named ‘Ulysses.'” (Harold)

“What do you know?! The sacrifices I’ve made for this… how much I’ve given up to become the next king…” (Wilfred)

“Then, you’ve just been going about it all wrong. What you should have been doing wasn’t building shallow relationships but finding what’s truly ‘important’.” (Harold)

With the favor of King Eibar, the support of the suspicious man ‘Ulysses’, UR weapons, and even many nobles on his side, he was blinded by it all. This fool misunderstood and never gained any true allies. I’ve said it many times, but Engage Hazard is a romance mobile RPG. The ultimate goal is “to bring the world’s best fiancé,” but in the end, it’s about forging bonds with the heroines. This man, who misunderstood the meaning of that bond and mistakenly believed it to mean gaining the protection of a powerful person and creating a harem, will never have a chance of victory.

“Dammit! Dammit! Damn itttttttt!” (Wilfred)

“…What a pathetic guy.” (Harold)

I muttered quietly as I absorbed Wilfred’s relentless attacks.

At least I’ll keep accepting his misguided attacks… as my way of repaying this love for Engage Hazard from my previous life.

“Hah… Hah…!” (Wilfred)

An hour has passed since then, and Wilfred was already completely exhausted. In between, he repeatedly used items to replenish his SP, but it seemed even those have run out.

In this game, no matter how good your active skills or weapons are, once your SP runs out, it’s meaningless. As for me? I’m Harold, who has his SP maxed out at 999. Even after supplying Cas for 24 hours, there’s still plenty left over.

“U… Uoooooh…” (Wilfred)

–Clink.

The sword that Wilfred weakly swung down strike against my Jet Black Shield Casparleague. The force behind it was no different from a twig hitting it.

“What’s wrong, is it over already?” (Harold)

“…You… monster…” (Wilfred)

What an impolite guy. I’ve just been blocking all of your attacks. The reason you couldn’t do anything is simply because of your lack of strength.

“Please, stop! Wil-sama has lost, it’s okay!” (Lalanore)

“Please, we were wrong! We apologize, please stop!” (Frederica)

Lalanore and Frederica, who couldn’t bear to watch, desperately plead, but I wondered what they were misunderstanding.

This duel started between me and Wilfred, and only we can decide who the victor is. It’s not like the last time when it was forcefully arranged by King Eibar.

I coldly send them a glare and turn back to face Wilfred.

Right. I won’t stop until I break his spirit completely, so he never dares to make a move against us again.

“Come on, what’s wrong? I’m still perfectly fine.” (Harold)

“!! K-kuso… ugh…!” (Wilfred)

I kick the kneeling Wilfred, and he finally starts crying. It must be humiliating for him to be treated like this by me, the ‘incompetent bratty prince that he looked down on. But I won’t show any mercy. If I let up now, it could put my ‘important people’ at risk. Just like now.

“Wilfred, what’s wrong?” (Harold)

“…Ugh… Ugh…” (Wilfred)

My attacks are nothing more than those of Harold, the weakest in physical combat, so unless it’s Cas’ [Snatch], they shouldn’t be effective on him. So, he might just think I’m letting him off lightly, being toyed with.

And then…

“I… I’ve… lost…” (Wilfred)

After three hours since the duel began, Wilfred finally admitted his defeat with a sob.

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