Female Leads Obsess Over a Counter-Attack Character with Narrow Eyes

I swung my sword at Margarenil, putting strength into my charge.

Thwack!

Naturally, my utterly crude swordplay was easily read and blocked by Margarenil.

A sharp thrust immediately flies towards me.

It’s certainly fast. But compared to Sheena, it’s at a level that would be embarrassing to even call an attack anywhere.

I stared at that relatively sloppy thrust without taking my eyes off it, and as I swung my sword that I had barely recovered, I activated ‘Weak Strike.’

Clang!

“Oops!”

A refreshing sound echoes.

After catching and deflecting the opponent’s wooden sword, my sword, which absorbed his power, advances fiercely.

Thud!

My wooden sword struck his side hard.

Of course, Margarenil wasn’t knocked down by my Weak Strike. My counterattack simply returned his light attack at 0.5x power.

But as the law goes, when you get hit unexpectedly, the damage is greater. Having been hit by my irregular attack, he momentarily curled his body.

And, I didn’t aim for that opening.

“Hyah!”

I forcefully threw the wooden sword in my hand towards him as he curled up.

Thwack!

“What the?”

My wooden sword was deflected far away by Margarenil’s wooden sword.

“Hey, aren’t you underestimating Margarenil too much? Even if he was a bit surprised, there’s no way he wouldn’t react to such a slow sword.”

Pascal, who was watching from the side, cackled and said to me as I scratched the back of my head.

“If you get on your knees and beg sincerely now, I might spare you from being beaten by Margarenil-.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have even a single thought of surrender. You’re drinking from a bowl of expectations… Ah, you won’t understand this. What would be an appropriate metaphor? I need to think about it?”

As I pretended not to listen to Pascal’s words even with the edges of my ears, his face turned cold.

“Margarenil. Beat him up.”

“Yes.”

Margarenil nodded to Pascal’s cold command and swung his sword.

The wooden sword rushes with clearly stronger power compared to the first thrust. If I get hit, I’ll collapse immediately.

I smiled meaningfully at his powerful attack.

Margarenil, who had been making an expression as if he didn’t understand my reaction, suddenly hardened his expression.

[Regular Wooden Sword (50 points) purchase complete]

“Haha, surprised?”

Because a shiny wooden sword suddenly appeared in my hand, which had been empty.

Staring at the wooden sword rushing at a fast speed, I too swung my sword with all my might.

At the perfect timing, using ‘Strong Strike.’

“Watch your head~!”

Clang!!!

Margarenil’s and my wooden swords collided with a clear sound.

Simultaneously, a ‘dark sword aura’ that burst out from my sword spread fiercely, enveloping Margarenil’s body, causing him to stagger greatly.

Literally defenseless. My wooden sword, containing enormous power, rushed towards his head full of openings.

“Kuh…!”

That was the end. Margarenil fainted without even a single resistance.

“Wow~ I almost got done in right away. That was really dangerous.”

After looking at the collapsed Margarenil for a moment, I turned to Pascal and asked.

Judging by the slightly open mouth, it seems he couldn’t believe my performance.

“…How can you knock down Margarenil? You’re clearly 1-star. Margarenil is 3-star and much more…”

“Hmm, Lord Pascal. Are you curious? The opponent you looked down upon like a bug until just now achieved unexpected results, are you unbearably curious?”

Pascal curled his fingers as if his pride was hurt, but soon he forced a distorted smile and asked.

“Yes, I am. A little curious.”

“That is…..”

I smiled as refreshingly as possible.

“A secret.”

Pascal’s expression frowned greatly. He seems quite angry.

After briefly baring his teeth and bulging his eyes, he soon sighed deeply and left without a word.

More precisely, I held him back as he was about to leave.

“Oh, Lord Pascal. This person, um, whose name is… Ah! Yes, Margaret. Aren’t you taking him with you? I tried to control my strength as much as possible, but it might be better to take him to the hospital just in case, don’t you think?”

“I have no reason to care about such an idiot.”

Pascal, who spoke coldly, moved his steps again.

“If this person happens to die, wouldn’t Lord Pascal be the most troubled? Even so, just leaving like this seems quite thoughtless… Oops, my inner thoughts came out.”

I stopped him again.

“…Ha, interesting.”

“If you look at me with such hot eyes, it’s burdensome. Let’s check him quickly.”

“Alright. I should go. But before that, there’s one thing I want to tell you.”

“What is it?”

Pascal, grabbing the back sleeve of the fallen Margaret, looked at me with cold eyes.

“If you wanted to die quickly, you should have said so sooner. Congratulations, you’re now dead.”

With those final words, Pascal moved away from me.

Only when his figure disappeared between buildings as he passed by did I feel at ease.

‘I’ve been marked by Pascal, but I can’t help it.’

It was an unavoidable choice because I absolutely hated that his trolling would negatively affect me. It was best to stop it before the degree of evil deeds became more severe.

But it’s not all loss. I earned points and gained valuable practical experience.

The judgment to appropriately provoke the opponent with words to induce a strong attack, and to counter by purchasing a wooden sword with points, is worthy of self-praise.

‘The sword aura that comes out when using Strong Strike is quite effective.’

I thought the sword aura emitted when using Strong Strike wouldn’t be much help since it doesn’t have direct damage, but using it directly, it turns out to be quite useful.

‘Since being hit by the Strong Strike aura guarantees a stun, I can ensure the Strong Strike hits.’

However, using Strong Strike prevents me from using the ‘Counter’ trait for as much as 50 seconds, so I should use it at appropriate times.

Having directly used various traits, I feel like I’ve clearly realized my strengths and weaknesses.

As I was recalling the previous battle, I felt a gaze from behind.

Now, here’s another problem.

‘What should I do now…?’

Not hot, but some kind of chilly gaze.

When I turned my head, I saw Elise sitting on the ground in the same position as before.

As I approached slowly, her body began to tremble.

Just how terrible a person was the past Sion for Elise to show such a reaction?

I sighed deeply, approached Elise at a slow pace, lowered my posture to meet her eyes.

“Please listen.”

I threw the wooden sword aside with a swish.

“As I said earlier, I have amnesia. It’s difficult for me to remember what kind of person I was in the past and what actions I took. But of course, that doesn’t mean my past is cleared.”

I spoke clearly, without any playfulness, so that Elise, covered in anxiety and fear, could understand.

“I heard that I inflicted indelible wounds on you. First, I want to apologize for this. I’m truly sorry.”

I bow my head and apologize.

What exactly can I, who only knows the tip of Sion’s nose, do to comfort Elise? The only method that comes to mind right now is one.

Let’s pay with my body.

“Of course, such a verbal apology won’t forgive my wrongdoing. So.”

And after raising my head, I spread both arms.

“Hit me. I’ll take the beating without a word until your anger is satisfied.”

Some might ask. Why apologize to a demon? Why feel guilty towards such an unrighteous being?

The answer is simple. Whether the target is human or demon, one must take responsibility for their wrongdoings. I don’t particularly have a standard for distinguishing between demons and humans.

Just that in this world, there are good people and evil people. I can’t dare judge someone’s personality based on their race alone. At least, that’s what I think.

“…..”

I looked into her eyes.

Those eyes, which had shown anxiety and fear, shook violently for a moment.

Tears well up, shoulders tremble, lips bite hard.

I can’t dare imagine what kind and how great an emotional whirlwind she’s caught in right now.

[Hidden Character — Elise Midriandje feels deep hatred and doubt towards you]
[You receive 500 points as a reward]

Thud!!

I felt a strong impact on my face. Is this the power of a half-human, half-demon? The pain spreads as if my entire head is ringing.

Thud!

The violence continues against me, who has fallen backward from the impact.

Thud!

The terrible sound of fist meeting flesh echoes.

Thud!

It hurts. The taste of blood spreads in my mouth.

-Thud! Thud!!

But I couldn’t scream.

“……”

If I can’t endure even this much pain, it’s the same as mocking my apology to Elise. That would be shameless.

The past Sion had used Elise as a plaything; Elise, who was in a country where she knew no one, a country that hated demons, suffering alone without being able to reveal to anyone that she was half-human, half-demon.

She must have felt terrible pain from the past Sion, several times worse than this.

So let’s endure. Earnestly hoping that her sorrows will be resolved even a little bit.

The violence, with no joy in it, continues endlessly.

I am not a good person. I’m not a pushover either. I’m also not a saint from mythology.

Isn’t this what a person should naturally do?

[You’re going against your nature. A faint ‘Yengak’ is felt]

Some message appeared, but I couldn’t read it.

The atonement towards Elise continued for about 2 more minutes.

At the moment when my consciousness was gradually fading, she, who had been crushing me, stopped her fist.

“…Haha, your fist is spicier than I thought-”

“Shut up.”

She interrupted my words and grabbed my collar.

Our faces got closer, and her eyes, full of hostility, stared at me penetratingly.

“I don’t know what wind has blown for you to suddenly make such a pathetic apology, but it’s futile.”

“Of course, I know. It’s just my selfish desire to lighten my heavy heart, so it’s okay if you don’t accept it. It’s all my karma.”

I nodded my head, struggling to move my trembling neck.

Elise, who had been glaring at me for a while, sighed deeply and then asked.

“You said you lost your memory, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Then you don’t remember anything you did to me.”

“Shamefully, that’s correct.”

“…Don’t you feel wronged?”

“What?”

I trembled and tried to tilt my head curiously.

“It’s not in your memory. For you, it might feel like someone else’s business, but it’s surprising that you apologize and say you’ll take a beating without a word.”

“Oh, are you sympathizing with me?”

Elise frowned and pierced me with a cold gaze.

“Don’t misunderstand on your own. I have no intention of sympathizing with trash like you. It’s purely out of curiosity. The past you wasn’t at least a person who made judgments for others like this.”

“Well… isn’t that obvious? If I were to ignore it because I don’t remember, who would resolve Elise’s grievances? If one acts, one must take responsibility. I didn’t apologize to Elise with any special sincerity, I just took responsibility for my past actions.”

I answered without falsehood.

“…Really?”

Elise, who had been holding my collar, released her grip and stood up.

“Then try to live diligently. Well, I don’t know how long such a moral way of thinking will last for someone like you, but at least it’s better than before.”

Patting her hands, she walks away, leaving me collapsed on the ground.

“Let’s not see each other again. Trash.”