Summoned and Unwanted

738 Opponents who might not be what they appear to be

“Ladies and gentlemen. Now is the time to announce the last team member on the Lionheart family’s side. It is also the time to reveal her race because, unlike how her neck color suggests, she a slave.”

“Awa Lionheart is a Dullahan fighter. With her dark armor, she will fight to represent both her race and her family.” The commentator noticed a piece of information Vincent had written in Awa’s class section.

“Hmm... but here is written Awa Lionheart is an alchemist.” The commentator became confused.

“A Dullahan fighter that wears dark armor? Does it mean she is like the Dullahans mentioned in the history books?” Darwin added.

“Awa. I think you can let Night come out.” Vincent suggested.

Awa nodded. She touched the back of her neck. With one swift swing, a shadow cape appeared. She pulled the cape out and threw it beside her.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Awa Lionheart has pulled what appeared to be a cape made from black smoke. As she threw it, the smoke became thick, and I think it is starting to take form.”

“What I thought was correct. Egidio Faulkner, the Dullahan on the field, can use the power her ancestors used regardless of her supportive class.”

After Darwin finished speaking, a dark headless horse appeared beside Awa. The audience was left speechless. Even those in the royal area could not believe Vincent’s new wife was an important figure for the Dullahan race.

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Amie and Lamin held each other’s hands. Both smiled while watching their daughter show the might of the Dullahan race. They were also happy their daughter was chosen by their ancestors to lead all the Dullahans in the world to a new era.

“Ladies and gentlemen. With the introduction out of the way, it is now time for me to repeat the judgment rules by combat.”

“The first rule is simple. To win, one team must kill or force the opposing team to surrender. Additionally, the familiars will count as active members until the last opposing competitor dies or surrenders.”

“The familiars will not be allowed to continue fighting. If they keep fighting instead of listening to the order to stop, the soldiers on standby will intervene to protect the winners at the cost of killing the familiars.”

“How does one know when to surrender? Only after ten minutes pass or the tenth bell ringing, every minute rings. Only then can the request for surrender be accepted.”

“The individuals who surrender need to leave the arena, or else, the rules will be enforced. Those who surrender will have a limited time to leave, but they need to hurry. If they do not leave, the barrier disallowing interference from the outside will deem them as intruders.”

“Thus, they will be struck with the highest level of curses, and their lives will turn from years to minutes. I hope both sides will display mercy to those who surrender and allow them to leave.”

“Now it is time to talk about the item rules.”

“Each person can only consume one potion, and they can only take inside one artifact grade item or higher each. But while I have been talking, anyone carrying more than the required amount or even stored in their bags of holding would have been cursed.”

“Each team will have five minutes to prepare. While they prepare, I will be explaining what each side wants if they win.” The commentator said after explaining the rules.

Vincent looked around while the commentator was talking about what both sides wanted out of the judgment by combat.

Vincent looked at his team’s side first. There he could quickly see Iris, Lilith, Sakura, Sofy, and Mirey with Plow sitting on her sitting on the front row.

After he stopped focusing on his women, Vincent noticed there were a lot of people he knew sitting on his family’s side. Such a view filled him with motivation. He was happy to see there were many people on his side.

[Vincent. It would be best if you looked at where the royal area is. I can see a person who recently lied to our faces.]

Vincent moved his gaze to the location Kazumi mentioned. Vincent first noticed Anna sitting on the chair Sakura had given her. Behind the princess of Lusterfull was the grumpy Bilka.

Vincent saw Karta standing beside a man sitting on what appeared to be sitting on a throne-like wooden chair. Beside the person who Vincent believed was the king sat the old man who gave Ester the sword.

“Ester. The old man who gave you the sword is sitting in the royal area.”

“Huh?” Ester became astonished and confused at the same time. She thought Vincent was pulling her leg, but as she moved her gave, her eyes saw the old man smiling at her.

“I told you I could smell a lot of mana in his blood. But since he is sitting in the royalty area, I do not think the sword was meant to harm us.” Mimi said while her eyes captured a moving shadow.

Mimi saw her father appear beside Karta. Mimi then saw the king snap his finger and a soldier bringing her father a chair to sit on.

‘I thought my father was going to oversee me. But I guess he found out I noticed his presence.’ Mimi thought while gently shaking her head.

“On our side or not, the sword he gave us appeared to be normal in my Inspection skill. Regardless, Kazumi and I believe Ester can use the sword as she pleases.” Vincent looked at Ester. “We can ask who he actually is and the real reason for the gift.”

Ester nodded. “I have to agree with your suggestion. If the sword is not dangerous, then it is another weapon I can use.”

“Umm. Night is telling me she is sensing something strange yet familiar from the direction of our opponents.” Awa announced.

“I can also sense something from the bears. They are strangely making me remember the ants.” Lupa informed.

*Sniff* “Hmm. I think I smell a hint of corrupted mutation from the opposing side. I think we might need to change our plan.” Mimi added.

“Zero. It is time to start eating and do as I ordered.” Vincent said while walking over to Zero.

Zero nodded. “Zero. Obeys. Plan. Zero. Eats. And. Support. Linked. With. Master. Zero. Will. Also. Support. When. Master. Whistles.” Zero said while extending its vine fingers and looking like tiny tendrils, and rooting its legs in the ground.

Vincent raised both arms as if he was praising the sun. A large green light appeared above Zero. It caused the commentator to question if Vincent was about to attack his familiar.

“Ladies and gentlemen. I am also questioning what is happening.” The commentator soon saw bits and pieces of trees, vines, and tendrils falling and burying Zero alive.

“Wait a moment.” The commentator grabbed Zero’s registration document and re-read the part where Vincent mentioned Zero could eat other plant life.

“Ladies and gentlemen. Vincent Lionheart is not breaking the rules since he is dumping parts of nature on the ground.”

“Regardless of how it seems, I have already mentioned the plant familiar can eat other plants to live longer. Now I wonder what good feeding the plant familiar will do?”

The audience became highly interested in what Vincent was doing and what would happen to the Zero. They became curious to discover the reason why Zero was being fed and why only one familiar was registered on the Lionheart team.

Vincent faced the opposing team. “Our safety area is complete.” He said before moving forward.

Ester, Lupa, Mimi, Awa, and Night followed Vincent. They soon arrived in front of the very line the soldiers instructed them not to pass before the fight started.

The line was a couple of meters away from the center. The distance was enough for Vincent to check the details of all his opponents.

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[Name] Swifty

[Race] Human

[Age] 31

[Condition] Healthy, High Blood Pressure, Sick (Minor Addiction), High Slave Curse (Owner – Triston Broklight)

[Traits] Blood Tempered Body Stage Two

[Class] Warrior

[Stats] Strength 53 || Agility 92 || Perception 31 || Mana 0

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[Class Warrior]

*Wild Blow

*Strong Body +13

*Nimble Body +58

*Perceptive Body +2

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[Name] Meaty

[Race] Human

[Age] 26

[Condition] Healthy, High Blood Pressure, Sick (Minor Addiction), High Slave Curse (Owner – Brandon Litrock)

[Traits] Blood Tempered Body Stage Two

[Class] Warrior

[Stats] Strength 88 || Agility 58 || Perception 55 || Mana 0

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[Class Warrior]

*Wild Blow

*Strong Body +31

*Nimble Body +18

*Perceptive Body +11

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[Name] Bloody

[Race] Human

[Age] 28

[Condition] Healthy, High Blood Pressure, Sick (Minor Addiction), High Slave Curse (Owner – Venatos Masotok)

[Traits] Blood Tempered Body Stage Two

[Class] Warrior

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[Stats] Strength 97 || Agility 79 || Perception 73 || Mana 0

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[Class Warrior]

*Wild Blow

*Strong Body +61

*Nimble Body +42

*Perceptive Body +31

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[Name] Slaveone

[Race] Human

[Age] 38

[Condition] Healthy, High Blood Pressure, Sick (Minor Addiction), High Slave Curse (Owner – Teriom Blackotter)

[Traits] Blood Tempered Body Stage Two

[Class] Warrior

[Stats] Strength 62 || Agility 42 || Perception 31 || Mana 0

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[Class Warrior]

*Wild Blow

*Strong Body +14

*Nimble Body +5

*Perceptive Body +6

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[Name] Punchingbag

[Race] Human

[Age] 22

[Condition] Healthy, High Blood Pressure, Sick (Minor Addiction), High Slave Curse (Owner – Illimon Hueclam)

[Traits] Blood Tempered Body Stage Two

[Class] Warrior

[Stats] Strength 78 || Agility 39 || Perception 89 || Mana 0

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[Class Warrior]

*Wild Blow

*Strong Body +22

*Nimble Body +8

*Perceptive Body +36

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“Swifty, Meaty, Bloody, Slaveone, and Punchingbag... what horrible names were these gladiators given. ” Vincent said while gently shaking his head.

[The details are very strange and oddly worrying.]

-I agree with you.-

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