I Don’t Want This Bad Ending

Chapter 65: TOURNAMENT: PART 3

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-BANG!

A large smoke followed a thunderous sound as the siblings fought with each other.

The audience gripped their chairs and some held their breath as the tension in the air had become so thick, it could be cut with a knife.

As the smoke vanished, all their eyes glued to the one person that was standing in the center of the wrecked stage.

The roars of the students shook the whole stadium as they saw the person who won the fight.

Anyone who watched the fight could have never guessed the outcome until they saw it themselves.

The host who was also stupefied by the result also stuttered as he tried to announce the winner.

"Th-the winner is...!"

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Thirty minutes before they announced the winner.

The audience who had watched the first attack soon felt the coldness that came from the mana of the heir apparent of the Dukedom of Emsworth.

They stared in awe at the display of the powers of Allan who was known to have a vast amount of mana and is also one of the few students who had middle-tier capacity to release middle-tier spells. But what made them gasp in shock was how his sister, who was well known to be the 'black sheep' in the Emsworth family, nonchalantly defended a large number of icicles without a hint of difficulty.

And then they remembered the rumors that circulated during the assessment test that happened a few weeks ago where it was announced that the 'Spoiled Lady' who was known to be 'trash' when it came to handling the mana capacity within her body, was now a middle-tier holder of mana.

They slowly believed that it wasn't just a rumor as the scene before their eyes unfolded the evidence they needed.

Evelyn releases a powerful wind that sweeps away the dusk within the vicinity and wildly makes a wind sphere composed of debris from the surrounding area.

She attacked her brother using her wind magic and when her brother was occupied with avoiding the stones that were included in her wind spell, she closed their distance by using her speed and used her sword to make a sneak attack.

While Evelyn was planning her next step, Allan was busy defending himself when he saw through the gaps that his sister was making her way to him. She appeared out of nowhere that Allan was taken aback and stepped back before he gained his momentum again. He raised his sword when he saw that Evelyn was ready to storm an attack and waltz to his perimeter.

-Clang! Swoosh! The sound of their swords colliding. 

Allan was extremely confident when it came to his mana spell and skills in swordsmanship as he had been training since he was five years old. Whereas his sister was out of sight when he was practically living his whole life in the training ground.

And seeing his sister's sneak attack made him surprised that his sister could wield a sword much less lift it.

Amidst his thoughts, Evelyn did a full roundhouse kick and.

-BAAM!

Allan flew a few meters away from where he had been standing. 

He was kicked in the side followed by a powerful kick in the gut after he lost his focus as his mind wandered to when his sister began to be this educated in swordsmanship.

Allan clicked his tongue because of the pain, while Evelyn was closing the distance as she walked towards her brother.

-clack... -clack...!

Evelyn's shoe heels echoed through the quiet stadium. She stared at his brother who had his face crumpled in pain.

"What are you thinking of, Allan? I'm seriously trying to prove my luck here," she said as she smirked at her brother.

"I'm being taken lightly, am I?" She asked as her sunset eyes glowed dangerously.

His eyes became wide open as he saw his sister's eyes showing signs of hatred.

He laughed as he dusted off the dirt on his attire before he stood up with the help of his sword.

"Ahh... I was wondering where did my hot-tempered, stupid sister go. Now I know, you're just suppressing it huh?!" He said as he laughed with a smug look on his face.

"Allan, I think you're forgetting something..." Evelyn leaned closer and said in a whisper. "I'm not your sister anymore, so stop acting as if I owe you some sh*t."

Allan was dumbfounded and he gritted his teeth. 

"Language, Evelyn!" He scolded her and that made Evelyn chuckle. 

"Look at you... I thought you don't see me as your sister, so why are you acting like some d*mb sh*t brother who spoiled his only sister?!" Evelyn mocked him.

"You don't have the right to correct how I speak, Allan." She continued, then Evelyn swung her sword and the two were battling it out with the use of their strength.

-swish! -clang! -swoosh!

Different noises produced from their swords vibrated through the arena and the observers barely moved an inch as they felt the two's auras spread wildly in the vicinity.

As the clash between the Emsworth siblings continues, the atmosphere begins to drop, and the two release each other.

Allan proceeds to cast a spell and corporate it with his sword. With every swing, the sword releases a mass of ice that freezes the area where it hits.

Evelyn evaded every attack but she miscalculated her next move and an ice spear stabbed in her arm. Allan grinned as he saw that his attack successfully hit his sister.

"Well, I guess your luck runs out huh?!" He cheekily said.

"Oh my... I guess so. Then I can use my skill now that I've run out of luck. Be prepared, Allan." She teased menacingly and her aura rapidly intensified as her anger soared high.

She tore a part of her shirt and proceeded to tie it on her injured arm.

"I guess, I don't need to hold back now." She added.

She released a fierce aura and everyone who sensed it shivered in fright. 

"Be ready!" When she said so, Evelyn vanished and jumped in the air using her wind spell.

She cast various spells on her body, and the surrounding area. The enchantment circle glowed in the hue of yellow as the wordings were visible and Evelyn only used her wind magic as her element.

She thinly shrinks and compresses the air. The pressure made by the wind magic can now slice even a metal.

She throws it at her brother and his clothes ends up torn. Her magic wasn't visible so her brother could only instinctively avoid it. Every wind spell magic she cast on the stage was the one to endure the impact.

It became a battleground, the stage was nowhere flat like it used to be. The cement surface cracked and broke.

Allan attacked Evelyn using his sword again but it was not as effective as it was. Evelyn's wind magic protected her so that the wind surrounding her became a weapon and can mince objects that come close to her body.

He crumpled his face as it seemed his sister was determined to fight him with all she had and Allan was having problems solving how he could weaken his sister's mana, or at least make her lose focus for a second so he can take that advantage and surprise her with an attack.

Evelyn, who saw her brother wrinkle his face, began to plan on how she can kick his jewels.

"I'll end this by using that!"

She waited for her brother to cast his Ice thorn spell, and when she got it right... Evelyn used this chance to surround the both of them with her wind tornado.

She used this to take as much dirt and stones that could add to the zero visibility around the stage. Her brother who cast the "Ice thorn" shouted through the top of his lungs.

"Evelyn, this is a friendly fight! Stop wreaking havoc." 

She laughed at her brother's words.

"You're scared aren't you? Why not fire that Ice spear behind you at me?" She taunted Allan.

"My patience is wearing thin, Evelyn!" Allan heard the audience screaming because of the pressure made by Evelyn's magic.

"Evelyn, stop this dangerous magic of yours!" He menacingly grits his teeth.

"This is a fight, Allan. And please, stop acting like you're concerned about the others. Why not fire that little ice of yours? Oh, the irony, fire and ice pfft! Oh I'm sorry I thought you were confident with your magic. I guess not huh?" She said, teasing her brother.

Allan got angry and released his Ice spear with fast speed. Evelyn maintained her wind tornado spell to hinder the audience from seeing what she's about to do.

-swish!

"Fire Ball!" She reacted quickly, the ice and her fire clashed together and it made a loud explosion.

-BAAM!

While she released and cut the supply of her wind tornado spell, the smoke still lingered in the air.

She quickly whispers a wind spell "quick move" and it enhances the speed and she disappears through the smoke.

A second later she appeared behind Allan. He felt a presence behind him and when he tried to turn round, he felt lightning that came between his legs.

"What the f-...!" He cursed as he slouched down in pain.

His sister who was behind him earlier spoke in a pleased tone.

"Do you know, brother Allan? I really love soccer~ because I get to kick some balls!" She laughed as she witnessed her brother hold his precious jewels while trying to retain his consciousness.