Why, out of so many weapons, did she specifically pick a weapon like the Tachi? Akame gripped the hilt. It was just a feeling. When Akame first saw the Tachi, she knew she should choose this weapon, and that her future weapon would also be a Tachi.
This was a feeling, an incredibly mysterious feeling. However, when Akame touched the hilt, she knew that this feeling was absolutely not wrong.
At the moment she touched the hilt, even though it was her first time touching a hilt, a sense of unusual familiarity kept coming from her palm.
At this moment, an inexplicable confidence emerged in Akame's heart. Even if it was her first time using it, she wouldn't use it too poorly! At this time, she had a bit more confidence in winning.
Compared to the original work, Akame was actually at greater risk at this moment. Why? Because the original work didn't have Kaede's existence, and the absence of Kaede meant that if something happened to Akame, there would be no one to take care of Kurome.
With this relationship in mind, the thought of having to win was also in Akame's heart. But right now, Kaede had appeared by her side, and Kurome had another sister.
Moreover, this sister was even stronger and more reliable than herself. Akame even couldn't help but acknowledge her as her own sister; even if she died, there would be someone to take care of Kurome.
Therefore, at this moment, Akame lacked the resolve that was necessary for victory.
Opposite Akame, Nagase Ryota was different; his grip on his spear was so tight that the veins were almost bulging.
He did not want to die, did not want to die here; he wanted to return to his village. This place was simply hell.
Return to his village, and then...
A smile appeared on Nagase Ryota's lips, and then the smile gradually widened. Kill them, kill them all! For throwing him into this hell, kill that village chief, and then kill that 'master' who had taught him spear techniques and always seemed to care for him.
As it turned out, when the draw fell on him, his master had agreed without even a whimper.
Kill the person in front of him, then return to the village and slaughter those who had thrown him here!
Slowly, Nagase Ryota's eyes began to turn red. Unlike Akame's naturally crimson eyes, this was a maddening blood-red—a blood-red formed by bloodshot veins covering the whites of his eyes!
This was a battle between a man crazily desperate to win and someone who had lost the will to win.
This was also a battle between a weapon honed for some time and a weapon of destiny!
Both of them stared at each other.
At this moment, the instructor uncharacteristically said nothing. The instructor looked at Nagase Ryota with a gleam in his eyes, as if he saw something similar to himself.
The next moment, the maddened Nagase Ryota could finally no longer hold back and charged toward Akame, his spear thrusting directly at her.
The spear tip rapidly expanded in Akame's pupils. This was Akame's first battle, but she reacted quickly. With no time to feel fear, her eyes flashed, her body slid to the side, and she instinctively swung her Tachi.
However, a smile appeared on Nagase Ryota's lips.
Akame also saw Nagase Ryota's smile and was instantly alarmed.
The thrust had turned into a sweep before she knew it. Before Akame could slash him, this spear strike would definitely send her flying first.
And if the completely defenseless Akame took this full-force sweep, she would likely be left with less than one-tenth of her combat capability.
However, the maddened Nagase Ryota did not know that it was his own expression that betrayed him, causing Akame to become vigilant, and she then spotted the rapidly sweeping spear.
Akame's blade was still swinging toward Nagase Ryota. Since it was this kind of contest, there was naturally no possibility of holding back, so this was also Akame's full strength.
However, at this very moment, Akame gritted her teeth, forcibly retracted her blade, and, enduring the tearing pain caused by the forced retraction, blocked with the blade at her side.
Bang!
Violently, Akame was sent flying.
After all, being able to forcibly block with the blade was already quite good; expecting the blade blocked there to be used with full force was, at least for the current Akame, undoubtedly a pipe dream.
Sister!
Kurome couldn't help but cry out, tears appearing in her eyes.
Kaede squeezed Kurome's hand, thinking in her mind what was missing. They should have been evenly matched, yet the result was being beaten like this right from the start.
What was missing?
With the Tachi's block, the injuries Akame sustained were not too severe. At least her strength was not affected, though perhaps her stamina was. However, a battle like this could not possibly last long.
Hearing Kurome's cry, Akame couldn't help but look toward Kurome, and then at Kaede next to her, a smile appearing on her lips.
That's right, even if she died, Kurome would be fine. Thinking this, Akame felt the pain in her body, and suddenly, a sense of exhaustion welled up from her heart. She was so, so tired.
All this time, she had needed to take care of Kurome. She was just a child of a few years old; the pressure on her was too great, and she was too tired.
Akame! If you lose, do you believe I will immediately take Kurome to the place where dead people go to find you!
At this moment, Kaede saw Akame's gaze and finally understood why. Suddenly, Kaede looked at Nagase Ryota's figure as he began to charge, and shouted directly.
At this moment, Akame's body trembled, and then, at the critical moment, she moved slightly.
Blood sprayed!
But Kaede's eyes lit up because it had not pierced a vital spot; the injury was not major.
Sure enough, Akame did not waste this opportunity. Enduring the pain, she grabbed the spear with one hand, looked at the hideous face right before her, and swung her blade down.
A crazy person never knows what reason is. If he had reason, he would certainly have let go in this situation, but he did not. Therefore, his body was directly severed in two by Akame.
The Soldier nearby saw this scene and shouted directly: Akame wins!
Wuwu, Sister won! Kurome's eyes filled with joyful tears—there were the terrified tears from when Akame was stabbed just now, and also the happy tears of this moment.
Tch, is that as far as it goes? The instructor pouted in dissatisfaction. Although he thought highly of that Nagase Ryota, since he was dead, he was trash. No need to think too much; trash is trash.
Akame, clutching her wound, walked toward Kurome and Kaede.
Sister, are you okay? Kurome looked at Akame with concern.
I'm fine. Akame smiled and ruffled Kurome's hair, then looked at Kaede, a bitter smile appearing on her face. Kaede... can't you let me rest for a moment?
Kaede naturally knew what Akame meant by rest. She smiled as well, looked at Akame, and said word by word: I am the older sister, how could I let my younger sister rest just like that~
Then, Kaede walked up to Akame, pinched Akame's cheek, and a hint of doting appeared in her eyes. I'll lecture you when it's over; for now... rest well.
Mm. Akame nodded, her heart trembling. The feeling coming from within made Akame want to cry. It had always been her caring for Kurome; at this moment, she finally felt the sensation of being cared for.
This feeling... is really good.
At this moment, Akame wanted to thank the heavens for letting them meet their sister.
However, the competition was still continuing, and the smile on the instructor's face became increasingly strange.
And at this moment, a very bad feeling suddenly appeared in Kaede's heart.
The next moment, the instructor's voice rang in Kaede's ear.
Next group, Kaede, Kurome!
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