Chapter 31: Underground fight club
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“I can smell the sweet scent of a little girl coming out of you. It makes me excited. I’m already turned on.”
Gross… This man is gross. Breathing heavily and his eyes fixated on my body.
An iron cage fell from above. Imprisoning me and the disgusting knight together. This match is called Deathmatch. The only way to get out was to kill my opponent.
….…..
Before I found myself in this situation… Last night, after following Chelsea, I met up with the leader. He's the Guild leader and one of the few adventurers who can fight the knights currently taking over their country.
“Good evening.”
“Same here.”
The one who greeted me was a man in his mid-thirties. He doesn’t have anything on top. Revealing his masculine body and scars scattered all over.
He looked at me with glaring eyes. Making me a bit uncomfortable.
“I can’t believe that you killed my rival in a few seconds. I saw everything in how you cut him in half.”
His speaking to the commander. Is he upset because I killed his rival? He took his own prey. Of course, he was angry with me. Their rivalry has already taken a long time, but suddenly I show up and kill him.
“... I apologize for that.”
“Don’t sweat it… That means you’re just strong. But first, I have to…”
He knelt down and had his head bowed down to the floor. Chelsea was shocked at his actions.
“... I beg you to please help us.”
“Leader! This is shameless!”
“No! Chelsea, this is the choice we have to make. You can’t fight the troops of Princess Noah alone. We need someone as powerful as her at our side.”
“But doing this is like losing our pride… Our pride as the warrior of this country.”
“We can’t do anything with just pride… Our people are already dying and kids starving. I can’t take it anymore. Fighting in the underground is already taking a toll on me… I’m afraid I won’t last anymore.”
Chelsea was lost for words.
The country is very poor. But maybe there was a time when this country wasn’t poor. I think everything was tied up to Princess Noah. The reason why people living here are poor and these people are forced to hide underground.
Pride is something I don’t understand. The consciousness of one’s dignity. Because I don’t have anything to be proud of.
This man swallowed his pride and asked for help. He asked for my help to bring everyone to peace.
“I don’t have everything to give, but please help my people. Please chase down the evil princess.”
“My goal is to save Eula and it kinda lines up with my own agenda. Also, seeing that Noah on top is rubbing me wrong. I’ll make her pay for what she did… I will make her regret everything.”
I said and clenched my fist.
“You’re going to help us without anything in return.”
“Of course, it's normal to help people in need after all.”
The leader made a huge smile after hearing my reply. Chelsea was in disbelief. After that, I find out that it was already night and I had a good night's sleep.
Waking up early, I find out that everyone is starving and there is no food supply anymore left.
Wanting to help them, I asked Chelsea, the assistant of the leader. Chelsea was hesitant at first but she told me the only thing was that peasants could earn money in this country.
“Underground fight club?”
“Yeah, it's a fight club established by the knights. Peasants were beaten up by knights inside a battle ring. It's like the pinnacle of entertainment for them. The leader was strong and earned money by defeating knights and other challengers. But right now, his wounds are severe after his battle with the knight called Audrey. It's been a month since that happened… We don’t have enough supplies anymore for next week. If this goes on, we’re all going to die.”
“This underground fight club was established by knights. Where is this club taking place?”
“ It's the battle always takes place inside Noah’s Ark on the lowest deck. Knights gather there as if they are watching a blockbuster movie.”
I see that I could go inside the ship by entering the club. If I could win. I will have some money to support these people for today and, after that, I could go back and infiltrate the giant ship straight to Princess Noah.
My hands are tingling.
I can’t wait for round two.
“Wait, are you going?”
“I can’t bare seeing those kids lay down on their beds with growling stomachs. They don’t have energy because they are not eating well. There are times when I’m unable to eat anything either. Having to know that feeling made me sympathize with them. I’m quite confident in my strength… I believe I could beat their asses.”
….…..
Those events bring me here…
“Before I kill you, let me lick your body first.”
This man is totally gross. Better finish him off in one attack.
“Lightning punch!”
What the heck? My fist goes through his body. No, that’s not it… His body transformed into sand property. This man is no ordinary knight.
His sand body passed through my body and recollected, forming his body back to normal.
“Urg!”
Sudden pain was felt and followed by various cuts all over my dog's pajama.
The sand is something I have to watch out for.
If he is sand? How could I defeat him?
The questions roam around my head. The knight transformed himself again into a whirl and whirled around my body. Cutting my pajamas further.
“Striping a girl little by little… This is fun! This is fun!”
There is nothing fun about this.
I forced my body to get out of the whirling and my distance away from the sandman.
“The pajama ranger is stripped. Revealing her thin snow-white legs and arms. But her identity is still a mystery.”
The judge announced, followed by a huge uproar in the crowd watching the fight.
The sandman whistles!
“I like busty girls. Girls like yourself have their own appeal. If I’m lucky, I might be the one who had to pop your cherry. Nope… I’m sure this is my lucky day… I won’t kill you… I will undress you and humiliate you in front of many people.”
“Like hell that’s going to happen!”
I charged forward at lightning speed. I attacked him with punches and kicks, but none of my attacks worked because of his sand-like body. Lastly, my fist went through his chest. The sand sealed back the hole in the chest with my hand.
I’m stuck!
“You can’t go away right now.”
He used his left hand to grab my body and his right hand on my neck. He revealed his tongue and licked my neck to my cheeks.
“So sweet.”
“Lightning discharge!”
Lightning successfully electrocuted his tongue… His left and right hand were the same. Hurt by my attack, he stepped back and let my right hand go.
When he licked me… His tongue wasn’t sand-like, that’s why I was able to hurt him.
First, he can make his body into sand. Second, the sand could be solidified to create blades or other weapons.
His magic is incredibly powerful. My lightning discharge only made it by luck.
I need to think about another thing. While I was wandering in my head, I saw glimmering tiny pieces of rocks on the ground.
“Huh? What is that shiny stone thing?”
I muttered.
It was glass shards… Glass shard how? Where did it come from?
Looking around the battle ring. I could see pieces of glass shard on the ground. It was so tiny that I didn’t notice it immediately. I got an idea in my head.
There was a time when I saw people creating glass. They use a high-temperature furnace to create glass from sand… That’s it. Glass comes from sand.
You can make glass by heating ordinary sand until it melts and turns into a liquid. You won't find that happening on your local beach: sand melts at the incredibly high temperature of 1700°C (3090°F). Lightning can go beyond 1:800C and melt and fuse sand, silica and even some soil. ... Lightning, where temperatures are very high, fuses the sand into silica glass beneath the ground when it goes beyond 1:800C.
Victory is mine.
Lightning speed!
Lightning covered my entire body. I made a smile of confidence while at it. The knight was astonished for a second, sensing my confidence. He created armor using sand and solidified it into a rock-like state.
“You’ll pay for it earlier… I’ll play satisfied until I’m satisfied.”
He said and charged forward together with a wave of sand. I have an iron cage and use my electric equipment to magnetize myself up high. I dodge each sand attack and weapons he created by throwing at me to no end.
“Stop running around and let me feel your softness!”
I jumped to the ceiling and glared downward.
“Lightning speed: Over the limit!”
I dropped like lightning below his body. I raised my fist covered with lightning magic to his chin. This was followed by a kick upward. I twisted my body and made another three kicks to bring the sandman up high to the battle ring. Each attack I made his body solidify into glass.
“The sand knight is brought up high… I have never seen anything like this… The Mask pajama ranger is really powerful!”
“Lightning magic: Lightning ball!”
A person imprisoned him in a voltage orb. I made sure that all of his sand was caught inside and exposed to high temperatures.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!”
The sand knight screamed while his body transformed into glass.
“This can’t be! This can’t be! You lightning user… You must be the one who…”
Before he finished his sentence, his whole body turned into glass. From above, I stomped his glass body down to the ring, breaking the battle ring and his glass body into small shards.
“Perverts should go to hell.”
I said.
The judge was shocked for the moment. After some time of processing, the iron cage was lifted and he ran toward me. Raising my arms up high.
“The winner of the death battle! Masked Pajama ranger!”
The crowed shouted with electrifying energy. All of them are joyful about the battle that just occurred.
The judge whispered in my ear.
“You must be the lightning user who killed the 2nd commander. Don’t worry, I’m merely a businessman promoting the underground fight. We don’t care about who you are. All we care is about earning and having this feeling. This entertains feelings.”
“I can’t trust you.”
I replied.
“Well, that’s to be expected… But the sooner you defeat the princess. The greater the profit for us. 50% of everything was going to the princess.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll kick that princess' ass… First, let me have my reward.”
I said.
“I have lots of things to offer to you.”
- Writer
