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Young Noble and Stella

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“The cockatrice is talking~…!” (Audrey)

“Truly, it is amazing…!” (Clarissa)

Hmm, Audrey and Clarissa also look like they are having fun.

People who had seen Zanzas’ flyers knew about Dia. They would be surprised, but… Dia herself was simply living normally in the village. Those who came from far away without prior information, like Hold, would surely be startled. But it could not be helped, for it spoke.

On the stage, the battle between Dia and Marcosias was about to begin.

“Here I go, piyopiyo, Infernal Marcosias!” (Dia)

“What an amusing fellow. I shall turn you back in defeat!” (Marcosias)

Incidentally, the height difference between Dia and Marcosias did not match at all. Therefore, they could not approach each other to fight. For example, even if Dia tried to throw Marcosias, Dia’s head would come only to Marcosias’ shin. There was quite a sense of incongruity. Therefore, the battle naturally was performed in an abstract manner, with distance kept between them.

Well, this is avant-garde theater after all… There will be no problem, probably. As long as the audience can imagine it, that’s enough.

“Can you perceive my divine speed?” (Marcosias)

“Fast, piyo!” (Dia)

According to legend, Marcosias was said to be fast and strong. Even in the game, it was like that. Super acceleration, afterimages… it launched attacks that made use of speed. Even in this play, it was considered important that Marcosias had a sense of dynamism.

She either ran around the stage or moved gracefully as if dancing, so it was said. And this time’s Marcosias was entirely the latter. Moving leisurely while spinning around and posing with the bat in hand.

On the other hand, Dia also began to move. Hopping up lightly, then gliding smoothly as if dancing. Those movements had no stagnation and did not break.

I didn’t know Dia could move like that. But come to think of it, of course. It’s not like Dia would be jumping around at home. If this were the modern era, there would be physical education at school. So, there’d be exercise, too. Hmm, maybe I should have them exercise more…

“Ohhh…!” (Stella)

This scene of the two battling. The audience reaction seemed to be quite favorable. In reality, neither of them was moving at an absurd speed. They were expressing it by cleverly crossing paths, separating, and using the bat handling and body movement. But the refined dance was something that could be clearly understood by those watching. That was precisely what was happening now on stage.

“…” (Hold)

Hold, whom I glanced at, had a sharp gaze… For Hold, this was a play starring his niece and nephew, but… he did not look like he was watching it that way.

Is it because he’s the owner of the art salon?

“This is wonderful…!” (Stella)

Stella leaned forward halfway, watching with excitement. This side looked like they were enjoying it, which was a relief. The battle scene shifted further. The young nobles whose stamina had recovered joined in, and it became a grand action scene. The Nyaff tribe members who moved here and there as effects were adorable. Wood moved powerfully, and Lalatoma moved modestly like a mage.

Hattori was…

That one-handed handstand left too strong an impression… Well, I guess you could say it served as an accent in its own way.

Just like that, perhaps a few minutes passed. Near the moving Marcosias, a Nyaff tribe member holding a papier-mâché crow appeared. This crow was the demon king’s messenger. Marcosias looked at the crow, then took a little distance and stopped moving.

“Mmm, at such a fine moment… A message from my lord. I shall leave today’s contest in abeyance.” (Marcosias)

“You are running away, piyo, Marcosias!” (Dia)

“It is futile to provoke me. The ones who narrowly escaped death are you.” (Marcosias)

“Ugh… ngh, Marcosias…!” (Wood)

“You must not, do not pursue too far!” (Lalatoma)

“Running away, this fellow…!” (Hattori)

Slipping the bat back at her waist, Marcosias declared.

“If you intend to challenge the Demon King, then a rematch will surely come someday! Until then, polish your skills well!” (Marcosias)

With a swift movement, Marcosias left the stage. This marked the end of the first act. Leia’s narration flowed in between. Then, a storm of great cheers and applause rose from the audience.

“Splendid!!” (Audience Member)

“Bravo—!!” (Audience Member)

Alright, alright, it seems to be a great success. Indeed, this is a truly fine performance.

Leia began to play the violin again. During this time, the set and the actors were replaced.

 

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“Now then, having ended their battle with Marcosias, they headed toward the nearby town…” (Leia)

Hmm, it looks like the romance story of the young noble and Stella is going to be cut down a lot. Originally, Stella would part ways here temporarily and then reunite later. There were supposed to be scenes about the young noble falling in love at first sight. Well, I guess that part changes depending on the version.

According to the book, when performed in full, The Hero Stella Defeats the Infernal Marcosias lasted four to five hours. But that was far too long, so usually it was trimmed down to two or three hours. And what got cut was mostly the middle love story portion. After all, the highlights of this play were the action scenes and the vigorous characters.

The narration ended, and the scene transitioned again. As it was set in a nearby town, there was a signboard placed in the background painted with pictures of houses. Having ordered it from someone skilled with their hands, it looked quite impressive.

“Ugh… Please, let me hear your name. Never before have I met someone so strong and beautiful.” (Wood)

“…I am merely an adventurer. Not someone worth naming, piyo.” (Stella)

“Ugh… Then, please allow me to offer my thanks. Even so, my purse is warm. Let us have the finest meal in this town.” (Wood)

This was the scene of the young noble pursuing and the indifferent Stella.

Hmm… as the actors walk across the stage, the background signboard also moves. There’s someone behind it, changing the scenery as they go. They’re really putting in extra effort…!

As they kept advancing, the retainers spoke to the young noble.

“My lord. Giving her thanks is fine, but I am concerned about Marcosias. Why did she retreat?” (Lalatoma)

“Hahaha, she saw she could not win, so she said some sour grapes and ran away. Next time we fight, we will surely win!” (Wood)

“There is a limit to optimism. My lord, we must report this matter to the lord of these lands.” (Lalatoma)

“Ugh… Hmmm, would you not also come with me? I would introduce you to the lord.” (Wood)

“Please, do not concern yourself with me.” (Stella)

“Ugh… With such skill, you could easily become a knight. Why do you let this chance slip away?” (Wood)

“I prefer things as they are, piyo. I will accept only your feelings.” (Stella)

“…Ugh. I see. But let me ask you one thing. Will you also challenge the demon king?” (Wood)

Here, Dia stopped walking and looked up at Wood steadily.

“If I say yes, then you would abandon your liege lord and follow me… piyo.” (Stella)

“Ugh, if our goals are the same, would that not be best?” (Wood)

“…My homeland was destroyed by the demon king. I alone survived. That is why, I alone will challenge him, piyo.” (Stella)

Stella’s past was not well understood, so this part was entirely conjecture. According to the commentary book, it was true that her birthplace was unknown, but the possibility that it was destroyed by this Demon King was nearly zero. The location was said to be too far apart.

Even so, little “piyo” slipped into the lines… she remembered them so well. The lines flowed smoothly, without stumbling.

To have come this far… it must have been very difficult. This kind of growth isn’t something parents themselves can easily bring out. It’s an aspect one can only entrust to others. Ugh… I feel like tears are about to fall.

Beside me, Stella too had moist eyes.

Surely, she feels the same as I do.

And then, the scene switched again. It was the scene with the lord and the young noble. Once this ended, it would finally be the last battle, the climax.

 

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