chapter 20

ALLAN'S POV

It's been 1 month since Kuroka came to live with us because of her medical treatment. During this one month we had to deal with a few things.

First it was Akino.

Last month Aunt Clarisse and I went to the underworld because of our negotiation with the Gremory family, Akino had high expectations that Akeno would come with us on our return to visit our city, unfortunately we had to tell her that Akeno did not could come to town for the time being because of political problems, she was despondent for a few days but thanks to me and Asia she improved her mood.

The second was Asia.

Of course, with Kuroka's arrival at home, Asia would have a scare. As someone who lived by God's commandments, she would still have some habits that she couldn't change. Despite having grown up in a convent and having been taught at home, Asia did not treat Kuroka badly, despite the initial caution in the first days of living together, little by little, this caution and fear were soon disappearing and now the two are getting along well, although there is some small problems, sometimes Asia usually prays or talks about bible related things normally there is no problem with that but unfortunately every time this happens Kuroka has a really bad headache.

After all, devils and prayer are never a good combination.

But other than that, everything is normal between them.

And now comes Serenity.

Due to Kuroka moving to our house she would eventually meet Serenity, after all I wouldn't allow it if she kept in her spirit form all the time just to hide from others.

When Serenity suddenly appeared at the house, Kuroka was surprised and wanted to ask questions about Serenity, but she decided to remain silent about it after all, everyone has secrets. The two don't talk much and at most they only exchange a few greetings but there is no problem between them, that was until last week.

The night Akino slapped me across the face coated with holy lightning, right at dawn Kuroka tried to sneak into my bed, and she almost managed to get into bed if it wasn't...

For the punch in the face she got from Serenity.

She ended up being thrown towards the door and due to the force of the blow the door opened and Kuroka ended up in the middle of the hallway.

Of course this caused a little commotion in the house because of that, Aunt Clarisse and Akino came immediately and then came a sleepy Asia, at first there was a little tension but after the situation was explained things went back to normal, and the cause of the riot Serenity did only one thing.

"Do not approach the master." Serenity said as she hugged me and looked at Kuroka.

As strange as it sounds, Kuroka didn't hear Serenity's warning and continued to try to sneak into my bed for the next few nights only for everything to repeat itself.

Honestly I have no idea why Kuroka is doing this.

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"Hey Allan stop daydreaming, you can see the stadium from here." Aunt Clarisse spoke pulling me out of my thoughts.

When I looked out the car window I saw the stage where the swordsmanship tournament will take place.

Inside the car that Aunt Clarisse is driving are me, Akino, Asia, Kuroka and Serenity who is accompanying us in her spiritual form.

As for Tamamo she is also coming to the stage but she is coming in another car being accompanied by Hinami-san and Kurosuke-san.

She told me she would be cheering me on in the stands at the stage.

After a few minutes Aunt Clarisse drove the car to the internship parking lot and we got out of the car. After a short walk we finally arrived at the registration area to participate in the tournament, after signing some documents I separated from the others and was guided by the tournament staff to a large room where several people who were men and women with ages ranging from 15 to 35 years, from what I could observe.

In the middle of the big room there was a stage and standing on the stage was an elderly man with gray hair and beard, he was of average height and even wearing a business suit I could see that he has very well distributed muscles.

"Greetings to all young people who came to this great event. I am Akihiro Sousuke and I am the organizer of the swordsman tournament." the event organizer introduced himself to us.

"Now, many of you must be wondering what the purpose of this tournament is, right?" the organizer Akihiro spoke.

"This tournament was created and funded by a major sponsor, unfortunately I am not allowed to reveal this person's identity."

"This sponsor always wanted to see what a tournament that involved all styles of fencing in the world would look like. That's why he came up with the idea of ​​doing this tournament."

The event organizer went on to talk about various other matters concerning the tournament. But now he has said something surprising.

"Now about the prizes for second and third place..." organizer Akihiro spoke as he made a dramatic pause for the participants.

Many of the participants were paying close attention to this part.

"The prizes for second and third place are nothing." the organizer Akihiro spoke with a small, easy smile.

There were a few seconds of silence between the participants. Even I was silent wondering if I heard wrong.

"But what do you mean? The prize is nothing?"

"What the fuck is this? Are you making fun of us?"

"Hey who was the retard that decided this? I'm going to beat him to the punch!"

Several participants shouted indignantly at what they were told and began to complain.

Organizer Akihiro listened with an unperturbed expression and then spoke.

"The first prize in the swordsmanship tournament is 100 million dollars." the organizer Akihiro spoke calmly.

The participants were silent. Before the participants could say anything the organizer Akihiro spoke.

"Dear participants, let me clarify something very obvious and important for you about the world we live in."

"The world is written by the victors. Only the victors receive fame and wealth. No matter how much people want to beautify the society we live in, this is the truth that you all know within your hearts."

"Our sponsor has also made sure that this tournament is seen internationally in various media around the world."

"That's why in this tournament there will be only one winner, only one of you will receive wealth and fame in this tournament."

"If you don't like the way we are doing this tournament you can leave, we are not forcing you to participate you are free to leave if you want." the organizer Akihiro spoke.

There was silence for a few seconds.

"I see so none of you are giving up. Great." the organizer Akihiro said with a smile.

"But even so these numbers are more than we expected, 1459 participants." the organizer spoke while looking at a cell phone that was in his left hand.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to do it this way." the organizer spoke as he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

At that moment, several passages opened in the walls of the great room and on top of each passage was a letter, which went from A to Z.

"Dear participants, due to the large number of participants who signed up for this tournament we will have to do a knockout to reduce the number of participants to 128." the organizer spoke.

I and all the participants were surprised and shocked by what we heard.

"Dear participants, only the 128 remaining from the knockout stage will participate in the real tournament that will be broadcast worldwide."

"Now please all of you look at the ceiling."

I immediately looked up at the ceiling and was surprised at what I saw.

There was a giant monitor on the ceiling and on it were several names in several different languages. Paying a little more attention I found my name.

Participant: Allan Graysen: corridor J room number 6.

"Some of you must have already found your names on the monitor, right?" the organizer began to speak.

"Each one of you must go to the designated corridor and enter the numbered rooms, these rooms have elevators connected to small arenas. In these small arenas you will face other participants, if you manage to beat your opponent you will be allowed to go up in the elevator that will give access to next arena for the next match. You will repeat this process until there are only 128 participants who will participate in the tournament."

"If you lose even once it means you are disqualified from the tournament."

"When you enter your rooms you will find various types of swords that belong to all types of swordsmanship. Although these swords are made of metal they are designed so that they are not sharp, so there is no danger to your life, although there will certainly be some broken bones."

"Now please go to your designated rooms and prepare for combat." the organizer Akihiro said.

After that me and all the participants went to our assigned rooms.

Upon entering my designated room I looked at the walls which were littered with various types of swords.

Japanese swords, Chinese swords, English swords, Egyptian swords and among many other swords.

After looking around for a while I decided to get a traditional English sword, the blade length is 1 meter.

After taking the sword I headed towards the room elevator. When I got into the elevator I started to descend immediately. After 2 minutes of descent the elevator stopped going down and the doors opened.

What I saw in front of me was a small circular arena with just over 10m².

In the middle of this arena was another person.

"Well well well... So the first person I'm going to crush will be a brat? That's great. That means lady luck is on my side. Hey brat, if you give up now you don't need to be spanked. So what's it gonna be, huh? ?" who spoke was a muscular man over two meters tall, he was not wearing a shirt and he also had a bald head.

"Enough talking and let's fight, bald old man." I said with a teasing smile as I pointed with the sword in my hand.