I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

"Blake?"

When the archers attacked and the shield wall moved away, Loti saw the other party's face. It was the demon who had attacked Ella in the Holy Academy. Loti always felt deeply guilty about the scene when Blake knocked Ella to the ground.

Is this creating opportunities for yourself?

I couldn't help but have this thought.

——In this case, there is no need to hesitate, even if it means using forbidden medicine.

Just before the ice wall dissipated, Lotte took out several small bottles from under her skirt and threw them in the direction of the demons.

Chi-

Smoke countless times thicker than the previous visible powder spurted out of the vial. In the blink of an eye, the entire entrance was filled with this highly irritating gas.

"Hold your breath! It's poison!"

"I can't see! Ugh, cough cough."

"Ahem, w-where?"

Staring at the smoke that was about to spread to her, Lotte took out a bottle of golden potion from under her skirt again, swallowed it without hesitation, put Hela into the dimensional backpack, then lifted the hems of her skirt on both sides, bowed slightly like a maid greeting a guest, took out a short blade, and walked into the smoke.

"Although it may be a bit rude now, I have long since abandoned the past implied by the family name 'Lutterwich'. Now I am simply called Lotte, and I am working hard for another family name. Maid, Lotte's armed invasion begins."

And so, Lotte walked into the smoke.

……

The scene of Ella practicing offensive magic and Camisia teaching her appeared in her mind.

"Lotte-chan, are you planning on using this as a full-blown attack spell?"

"Yes, Miss Ella is enough for the auxiliary magic."

"Is that so... Then listen carefully."

At that time, after saying this, Camisia's pupils turned from purple to gold, and the queen's unique majesty emanated from Camisia.

"Listen up, Lotte. Arrows and the weapons you're using are, after all, just straight-line weapons. A warrior who only knows how to throw straight punches is nothing to be afraid of. Someone who relies solely on these weapons is just a puncher. If they can't hit, it's no big deal."

“But there’s no way Hela’s aiming is going to miss.”

"What if you're unable to use Hela? For example, if the environment is too confined to deploy Hela or the conditions prevent its use, will you still be able to attack in that situation?"

"Magic Spear..."

"A magic gun doesn't have Hela's aiming capabilities, right? And what happens when vision is obstructed? Compared to that, how does a knife compare? A straight attack is a given, and it can even hit hooks and shoe uppers. Depending on the wielder's skill, a wide variety of trajectories can be created. While it's hard to say a knife is a 'sure-kill' weapon, sword fights often don't require a sure-kill. Constant close combat wears down the opponent's patience, and when their impatience leads them to rush and attack, they open a loophole, allowing for an easy kill."

At that time, Camisia didn't feel any reluctance at all because of the word "kill", and her tone was completely indifferent.

"That being said, there are still some fatal points on the sword. Do you know what they are?"

"distance……"

"That's right. At a distance of one hundred or two hundred yards, using magic and swords is still possible, but if you increase the distance to five hundred yards, it will be too much. The sword's natural enemy is sniping."

Then, as if she had thought of something, Camisia's cat-like golden vertical pupils flashed.

"By the way, Lotte, you just need to push both your sword and your sniper to their limits. That way, no matter which weapon you use, the opponent will understand the danger you pose. And then, you can achieve your wish—to become the strongest offensive magician."

……

"Where is she? Ahem, that woman!"

"Blake, where's your magic!"

The demons were still searching for Luti in the smoke. Before entering the battle circle completely, Luti exhaled lightly.

—Knife… Although my body has long been accustomed to high-intensity movements, what effect will Miss Kamisia’s special training have?

Putting an end to the chaotic thoughts in her mind, Lotte half-crouched down, took a small step forward, and swung the short blade with force.

boom.

The hilt of the sword hit the back of the neck of the demon who was panicked by the fog. The slight impact made the demon fall to the ground.

First.

Although this highly irritating and thick smoke that was so thick that it made it impossible to see clearly could not distinguish between friend and foe like magic, Lotte had already prepared for it. The golden liquid in the small bottle would reset the experience points of the current level to zero, but it could not only increase the strength points by a large amount in a short period of time, but also make one immune to various abnormal conditions, naturally including the effect of blocking vision. As for inhaling poisonous gas, the "Praise of the Elves" given by Miss Ella was enough.

boom--

Use the same method to stun the second demon.

"Found it! Here it is!"

“Ah!”

By using the chaos to create an illusion, archers can easily hit their companions. Although the shield warriors will be more difficult to deal with due to their full body armor, they are not the only weapon they have.

Charge, then pull the trigger.

boom--

A single strike to the joint behind the knee is enough to render a shield warrior incapable of combat. Of course, since the knee also provides some protection, a controlled shot from the magic gun will only cause minor injuries at best.

call--

He lowered his head to avoid the opponent's long sword that flew over his head. Although the tip of his purple hair was cut off a little, it didn't affect anything.

Pretending to be exhausted from fighting doesn't mean standing still, but it does mean looking like you're struggling. This way, the opponent will become careless. You can tell just by looking at their expression.

"She's only breathing her last breath!"

Just like that, whenever a careless enemy approaches him, it's his chance. He jumps up from the ground, strangles the enemy from behind, and then, like in the first instance, strikes the back of the neck with the hilt of his sword, rendering yet another demon powerless.

Then, when you are in an unfavorable situation, continue to play dead, and repeat this over and over again.

When you are forced to face the opponent in a lying position, use the short blade to cut open the leather boots wrapped around the opponent's ankles. The warrior whose foot is attacked will often feel the danger and jump away at the first moment. At this time, the opponent will lose his means of defense due to unstable center of gravity. Then you only need to attack with the magic gun.

boom--

Another demon fell.

The whole person was like a storm, carrying the demons who had lost their fighting ability forward.

……

“○◇, cough cough…”

He kept trying "strong airflow", but the stimulation brought by the white gas made it impossible for Blake to chant magic. Then, in the vortex of his companions' constant urging and the inability to cast magic, his anxiety was infinitely magnified. The more anxious he was, the more difficult it was for him to chant the spell accurately. In the end, even without the stimulation of the gas, Blake wasted his magic power because of the wrong rhythm of his chanting.

“Ahh! Asshole!”

The anxiety in his heart made Blake angrily swing his sword horizontally - of course, it missed, there was nothing there, and at the same time, a strange silence permeated from the surroundings.

"Hello!"

There was no response, and cold sweat began to seep from his forehead.

"Is this true...?"

No sound meant the rest of his comrades had lost their fighting power. Blake abandoned his magic, suppressing the unpleasant tickling in his throat. He raised his greatsword with both hands, ready to strike a powerful blow at any moment.

"When you forced Miss Ella to flee across the arena, you certainly didn't expect this day to come."

A sound that seemed to be right in front of him, yet also seemed to be somewhere else, and the source of which could not be determined was heard.

"That's what must be done to put the princess on the throne!"

This is the only thing that he absolutely cannot give up. The Demon King is an indispensable treasure of the demon clan.

"Is that so? But couldn't you have chosen a gentler approach then? This alone is unforgivable, even if it was for Miss Ella."

The sweet voice unique to young girls paused for a moment, as if she was thinking about something.

"In that case, I've made up for my failure to protect Miss Ella back then, right? Well, that's enough for this conversation. See you next time."

His vigilance was raised to the limit in an instant, and Blake raised his sword high, turned around and swung it back.

Keng——

The sound of metal clashing was heard.

"Hmm? You managed to block the first attack, but unfortunately, you don't have a backup plan."

One should think about what to do next before attacking. This is the basis of a warrior. Loti took out the magic gun with her right hand, aimed it at Blake and pulled the trigger.

bang——

A blow from the magic spear caused Black to slowly fall down.

——He actually blocked the full force attack of his own two-handed greatsword with just a one-handed dagger.

Looking at Blake's incredulous expression, Lotte dropped the dented dagger to the ground.

"This is the result of using the 'Berserk Potion'. In a head-on battle, you'd probably still win. However, I'm a ranged-specialized soldier, so this won't be of much use."

After taking one last look at the unconscious Brain, Lotte let out a breath, inserted the magic spear into the ligament on her thigh, and put her left hand, which was trembling from the huge attack, behind her back.

"We can't let Miss Ella see this. Surveillance magic shouldn't be able to see such subtle details...right?"

Then, facing the blazing summer light streaming in from the entrance, Lotte walked out of the maze.

Chapter 58 Master & Servant

Walking through the dimly lit corridor inside the arena, Lotte looked up at Camisia, who had changed from her black adventurer's attire into a white dress. The clatter of footsteps echoed on the stairs, but unlike before, these footsteps sounded heavy to Lotte's ears.

How should I explain this to Miss Ella...?

Such thoughts filled Lotte's mind. In a moment of impulse, she used the "Rage Potion" that Ella had always warned her not to use unless absolutely necessary. Although this potion could increase her strength by a huge amount in a short period of time and also make her immune to most abnormal conditions, the price was that the experience points of the current level would be reset to zero. The more experience points consumed, the greater the strength value provided. Judging from the previous situation where she was able to catch Black's greatsword with just a one-handed dagger, the experience points consumed must have been very close to the amount required for the upgrade.

"Miss Ella went to the academy to improve my abilities, but I wasted so much experience because I couldn't control my emotions..."

Although Luti helped Ella recall the embarrassing scene of being chased around by Blake in the arena, this was completely different from using the berserk potion.

[Miss Ella probably doesn't care about this at all. These are just things I do to satisfy myself.]

Her left hand was shaking from the huge impact it had endured. Although Lotte tried very hard to stop the shaking, she couldn't stop it no matter whether she concentrated her strength on her arm or held it with her other hand. In the end, she could only choose to put her right hand on top of her left hand, and then cross her hands in front of her waist, just like when she was dressed as a maid - this way she could block the view from the front.

From the maze exit below the arena to the VIP seats above the arena, one had to walk through a long passage formed by stairs. Normally, Lotte would not feel anything unusual when walking on these stairs. She would even review her appearance at such times to see if there was anything inappropriate. But now, every step she took on the stairs only made her feel heavy, especially the clacking sound of Camisia's crystal shoes stepping on the hard steps in front of her. It was like controlling the rhythm of her heartbeat, making her feel like a silent reproach.

"Being reprimanded would be the best outcome, but if Miss Ella thinks I'm unreliable because of this... If she disobeys my instructions countless times because of her emotions, will she still entrust me with important matters in the future?"

This uneasiness was originally just a spark floating in Loti's heart, but as the distance to the VIP seats where Ella was located shortened, this spark slowly and uncontrollably spread into a flame that was strong enough to burn the entire city, rising in Loti's heart.

"Even though Miss Ella wouldn't abandon me, what if my slow leveling leads her to stop attending the academy? Mastering this world's knowledge is essential, and the academy's library boasts the most comprehensive collection on the continent... If not attending the academy causes trouble in the future, how will I explain this to Miss Ella and Miss Camisia? No... I can't be sure yet that Miss Ella won't say 'abandon'. If I become overly indulgent due to relying on Miss Ella's indulgence, it's not impossible..."

Thinking of this, Luti shuddered all over.

Ever since the day Miss Ella picked me up, everything I do has revolved around Miss Ella. If I am abandoned...what should I do next?

A darkness even thicker than the despair she had felt in her second master enveloped Lotte's heart.

The foot that was originally raised to step onto the next step froze in the air and slowly retracted. When she found that the rhythmic footsteps suddenly disappeared, Camisia turned around.

"What's wrong?"

"Uh... nothing..."

"I saw the final battle in the labyrinth, didn't you? You made good use of the skills I gave you."

“Is… is that so…”

He tried to face Camisia with his usual smile, but the muscles on his face were so stiff that he couldn't move.

"Lotte-chan, are you too nervous today? Do you need the princess to use some healing magic to calm you down?"

Hearing what Camisia said, Lotte, who was about to continue moving forward, froze again.

"At this point, I still have to ask Miss Ella to use healing magic to restore my strength... No."

Even though Ella would cast healing magic without complaint, Lotte didn't want anything to happen that would increase her guilt.

"No, that's not necessary."

Of course, Loti has potions that can calm the mind, and they are even divided into two categories: ordinary medicine and magic medicine. But these are ultimately given to her by Ella. In this situation, letting Loti use them is like letting her take poison. No, poison can take life within a few seconds, but these will continue to slowly erode the body like a fierce poison. Loti even began to feel that even wearing the "Praise of the Elves" on her body was a torture.

"Are you really alright? You look rather unwell. We'll be in the princess's room soon, so just don't worry her. Hmm—Lotte-chan's accomplishments this time will definitely earn you the first-place prize, so how about being cheerful?"

"Uh-huh."

"We're almost at Miss Ella's room. No, I can't lose my composure like I did just now."