This is the pilot school, located in the royal capital.
After the first match of the semi-finals, the venue was very excited. The crowds are excitedly discussing the current match.
『The cornered side, on the brink of defeat, strikes back, and although she almost had her, she was defeated spectacularly.』
It was not surprising, looking at how things were going.
It was a shame that Cool-san, my subordinate, lost, but more than that, I was proud and envious at the same time.
(She did an excellent job.)
A secret evil organization, Doom Squad. The leader, me, Dr. Slime, and the monster, first-time eater Unicorn, Cool-san.
In other words, we are villains. And what is a villain’s true desire?
『Eating the protagonist.』
That’s the reason.
The winner was Light Cruiser-sensei, but it was Cool-san who stood out and left a strong impression in the audience’s mind.
That’s how impressive the 『Giant Wheel』 was.
(…..As I thought, I’m just too plain.)
Looking back on my own life, I can’t help but think so.
『A magic eye that sees what makes the other person feel good as a color temperature.』
『The Astral Sword that wraps my crotch with an invisible aura and can be adjusted into any desired shape.』
It is undoubtedly powerful, but not in the eyes of an outsider. As expected, I would like to know the special technique that can be synonymous with myself.
(The Aerial Swim… Although it’s impressive, it still can’t hold a candle against the Giant Wheel.)
I furrowed my brow and shook my head from side to side.
Next to me, Herbivore Mechanic, like me, sighed heavily with a difficult expression on his face.
「From a mechanic point of view, I wouldn’t recommend her to use that technique often.」
It seems to be about the Giant Wheel. When asked why he said it was because the Knight was badly damaged after use.
「Even if the sword is flicked by the rotational force, it still hits the Knight. See?」
When I followed the gaze of the slender young man, I saw the knight commander with a Kaiser beard and Cool-san’s miniature Knight lying at his feet.
I didn’t notice it while it was spinning around, but the surface was indeed battered. It must be a painstaking task to repair them every time.
「Besides, Tauro-san, what do you think from a pilot’s standpoint? Do you think it’s doable in reality?」
For a moment I wondered what he was talking about, but then it hit me.
(Miniature Knight’s cockpit is not inside the Knight.)
The venue for the match was a magic circle ten meters in diameter. The cockpit is placed on the floor outside of it and the Knight is operated remotely.
In other words, even if the Knight spins, the cockpit does not spin with it.
Now, what would happen to the person who sits in the cockpit of an 18 meters Knight like the Old Lady when it does the Giant Wheel?
(I would probably die, yeah.)
My body wouldn’t be able to withstand the centrifugal force.
I scratch my head in embarrassment, understanding what Herbivore Mechanic is trying to say.
「Ahaha yeah, it is exactly as you said.」
Unfortunately, Cool-san’s technique seems to be exclusive to miniature Knights in the pilot school.
Cool-san’s Knight that was put on a board passes by my side as I think about the fragility of the human body.
There are four men carrying the board like a portable shrine.
Even though they are one meter tall, these miniature Knights are a mass of minerals. If we consider the specific gravity to be three, it is heavier than an adult male.
(And he caught that very Knight with his bare hand.)
I look at the magnificent man with a Kaiser’s mustache, dressed in a luxurious pilot’s uniform, with a quizzical look in my eyes.
(No ordinary person could have done it. He would have been seriously injured or, worse, dead.)
As proof, the surrounding school officials were discussing with serious expressions on their faces about 『The audience’s safety』 and how 『Nothing like this has ever happened before』.
Suddenly a memory came back to me, and I felt a shock as if I had been hit on the head.
『Information like that will just make my mouth feel dirty.』
This is what Cool-san said back to me when I reprimanded her.
She, the first-time eater Unicorn, had been gathering information on the Kingdom red-light district at my behest. But she did not inform me that the new commander of the Kingdom knight order was the Gourmet of Gold.
(No way, did she do it on purpose?)
All I can recall is her face that was contorted as if looking at something dirty.
I shake my head to the side and drive the image out of my mind.
(……I’m thinking too much. This is an unfortunate coincidence from serious competition. That’s got to be it.)
There are areas of the human mind that should not be stepped into.
『Whether there was something between them in the past or not.』
I shouldn’t be concerned about such things.
(Ah, looks like they’re ready for the next match.)
Plain Queen and Black Tights-chan appeared in the venue below and headed for their respective simulation cockpit seats.
So I switched my attention to their match that was about to begin.
***
A petite, slender body wrapped in a pilot’s uniform with black tights.
She carefully sat in the simulation cockpit so that no one could see the inside of her tight skirt and through her tights, and looked at the girl wearing a red butterfly mask on the opposite of herself and thought.
(At lunch earlier, she looked so reserved. That must have been her true self, and now must be her extraordinary side)
She must be forcibly drawing out the magic from her inner self to win the regular practical exam. Just like myself.
(Then, there must be a limit.)
And that limit is not long.
The reason why she thinks so is because of the way the Plain Queen has fought up to this point. She has finished all her fights in a very short time.
(If it was a difference in ability, then that would be it. However, there must be a reason why she has no choice but to do so.)
The answer she came up with was that she is a 『Extremely Short-fighter Type』. She is a type that has great output but lacks endurance.
In contrast, she herself is more of a long-fighter type since she can draw her magic power in stages.
(Let’s draw the fight and let her drain her magic power.)
And then opportunities to grasp victory will follow. This is the strategy that Black Tights junior-chan has devised.
But the reality is cruel.
『Plain Queen’s amount of magic power is high in the first place.』
In other words, the Queen does not exchange her reason for a boost in magic power.
It was unknown if it never occurred to her, or if she didn’t want to admit it. The only true thing was that her assumption was wrong.
「Both sides, are you ready? Then let’s begin!」
As soon as the referee announced the beginning of the match, Black Tights-chan’s Knight flew to the side. As soon as she did that, the sound of a whip cracking the floor echoed through the starting position.
She keeps moving and avoiding it, but the whip of her opponent only gets sharper. It took her all to dodge it.
(This wouldn’t even be a fight without a magic power boost.)
At this rate, the whip will catch up to her sooner or later.
With a light swish of her neatly trimmed bangs, the girl steps into the imaginary world.
(First of all, one person.)
In the forest at night, a B-class Knight of the knight order sits down on one knee. A fat, middle-aged man slips into a private tent set up beside the Knight.
He puts his underwear into the mouth of the sleeping girl inside the tent, pushing her down with his weight, and begins to violate her.
(…Fuu)
Black Tights-chan obtains magical power from the amount of humiliation she experienced in the imaginary world and pours it into the Knight in the real world.
This will increase the output of the Knight. The Knight dodges the tip of the whip with a light step or repels it with its shield.
But that is not the end of it. The Plain Queen managed to match her movements as if it was nothing.
(Now, the next one.)
She stepped on the accelerator in her mind, revved it up, and then shifted into second gear. Not long after, another middle-aged man sneaks in from outside the tent, crawling on all fours.
The old man rolled over the man who was clinging to her first and placed his own shift knob from behind.
(Uuuu!)
Black Tights-chan groaned with her eyes wide open at the slow but powerful intrusion.
This is her advantage of being able to 『Draw magic power out in stages』. By adjusting the number of night crawlers, she can minimize the cost which is the loss of her reasoning.
This is the pilot school, located in the royal capital.
After the first match of the semi-finals, the venue was very excited. The crowds are excitedly discussing the current match.
『The cornered side, on the brink of defeat, strikes back, and although she almost had her, she was defeated spectacularly.』
It was not surprising, looking at how things were going.
It was a shame that Cool-san, my subordinate, lost, but more than that, I was proud and envious at the same time.
(She did an excellent job.)
A secret evil organization, Doom Squad. The leader, me, Dr. Slime, and the monster, first-time eater Unicorn, Cool-san.
In other words, we are villains. And what is a villain’s true desire?
『Eating the protagonist.』
That’s the reason.
The winner was Light Cruiser-sensei, but it was Cool-san who stood out and left a strong impression in the audience’s mind.
That’s how impressive the 『Giant Wheel』 was.
(…..As I thought, I’m just too plain.)
Looking back on my own life, I can’t help but think so.
『A magic eye that sees what makes the other person feel good as a color temperature.』
『The Astral Sword that wraps my crotch with an invisible aura and can be adjusted into any desired shape.』
It is undoubtedly powerful, but not in the eyes of an outsider. As expected, I would like to know the special technique that can be synonymous with myself.
(The Aerial Swim… Although it’s impressive, it still can’t hold a candle against the Giant Wheel.)
I furrowed my brow and shook my head from side to side.
Next to me, Herbivore Mechanic, like me, sighed heavily with a difficult expression on his face.
「From a mechanic point of view, I wouldn’t recommend her to use that technique often.」
It seems to be about the Giant Wheel. When asked why he said it was because the Knight was badly damaged after use.
「Even if the sword is flicked by the rotational force, it still hits the Knight. See?」
When I followed the gaze of the slender young man, I saw the knight commander with a Kaiser beard and Cool-san’s miniature Knight lying at his feet.
I didn’t notice it while it was spinning around, but the surface was indeed battered. It must be a painstaking task to repair them every time.
「Besides, Tauro-san, what do you think from a pilot’s standpoint? Do you think it’s doable in reality?」
For a moment I wondered what he was talking about, but then it hit me.
(Miniature Knight’s cockpit is not inside the Knight.)
The venue for the match was a magic circle ten meters in diameter. The cockpit is placed on the floor outside of it and the Knight is operated remotely.
In other words, even if the Knight spins, the cockpit does not spin with it.
Now, what would happen to the person who sits in the cockpit of an 18 meters Knight like the Old Lady when it does the Giant Wheel?
(I would probably die, yeah.)
My body wouldn’t be able to withstand the centrifugal force.
I scratch my head in embarrassment, understanding what Herbivore Mechanic is trying to say.
「Ahaha yeah, it is exactly as you said.」
Unfortunately, Cool-san’s technique seems to be exclusive to miniature Knights in the pilot school.
Cool-san’s Knight that was put on a board passes by my side as I think about the fragility of the human body.
There are four men carrying the board like a portable shrine.
Even though they are one meter tall, these miniature Knights are a mass of minerals. If we consider the specific gravity to be three, it is heavier than an adult male.
(And he caught that very Knight with his bare hand.)
I look at the magnificent man with a Kaiser’s mustache, dressed in a luxurious pilot’s uniform, with a quizzical look in my eyes.
(No ordinary person could have done it. He would have been seriously injured or, worse, dead.)
As proof, the surrounding school officials were discussing with serious expressions on their faces about 『The audience’s safety』 and how 『Nothing like this has ever happened before』.
Suddenly a memory came back to me, and I felt a shock as if I had been hit on the head.
『Information like that will just make my mouth feel dirty.』
This is what Cool-san said back to me when I reprimanded her.
She, the first-time eater Unicorn, had been gathering information on the Kingdom red-light district at my behest. But she did not inform me that the new commander of the Kingdom knight order was the Gourmet of Gold.
(No way, did she do it on purpose?)
All I can recall is her face that was contorted as if looking at something dirty.
I shake my head to the side and drive the image out of my mind.
(……I’m thinking too much. This is an unfortunate coincidence from serious competition. That’s got to be it.)
There are areas of the human mind that should not be stepped into.
『Whether there was something between them in the past or not.』
I shouldn’t be concerned about such things.
(Ah, looks like they’re ready for the next match.)
Plain Queen and Black Tights-chan appeared in the venue below and headed for their respective simulation cockpit seats.
So I switched my attention to their match that was about to begin.
***
A petite, slender body wrapped in a pilot’s uniform with black tights.
She carefully sat in the simulation cockpit so that no one could see the inside of her tight skirt and through her tights, and looked at the girl wearing a red butterfly mask on the opposite of herself and thought.
(At lunch earlier, she looked so reserved. That must have been her true self, and now must be her extraordinary side)
She must be forcibly drawing out the magic from her inner self to win the regular practical exam. Just like myself.
(Then, there must be a limit.)
And that limit is not long.
The reason why she thinks so is because of the way the Plain Queen has fought up to this point. She has finished all her fights in a very short time.
(If it was a difference in ability, then that would be it. However, there must be a reason why she has no choice but to do so.)
The answer she came up with was that she is a 『Extremely Short-fighter Type』. She is a type that has great output but lacks endurance.
In contrast, she herself is more of a long-fighter type since she can draw her magic power in stages.
(Let’s draw the fight and let her drain her magic power.)
And then opportunities to grasp victory will follow. This is the strategy that Black Tights junior-chan has devised.
But the reality is cruel.
『Plain Queen’s amount of magic power is high in the first place.』
In other words, the Queen does not exchange her reason for a boost in magic power.
It was unknown if it never occurred to her, or if she didn’t want to admit it. The only true thing was that her assumption was wrong.
「Both sides, are you ready? Then let’s begin!」
As soon as the referee announced the beginning of the match, Black Tights-chan’s Knight flew to the side. As soon as she did that, the sound of a whip cracking the floor echoed through the starting position.
She keeps moving and avoiding it, but the whip of her opponent only gets sharper. It took her all to dodge it.
(This wouldn’t even be a fight without a magic power boost.)
At this rate, the whip will catch up to her sooner or later.
With a light swish of her neatly trimmed bangs, the girl steps into the imaginary world.
(First of all, one person.)
In the forest at night, a B-class Knight of the knight order sits down on one knee. A fat, middle-aged man slips into a private tent set up beside the Knight.
He puts his underwear into the mouth of the sleeping girl inside the tent, pushing her down with his weight, and begins to violate her.
(…Fuu)
Black Tights-chan obtains magical power from the amount of humiliation she experienced in the imaginary world and pours it into the Knight in the real world.
This will increase the output of the Knight. The Knight dodges the tip of the whip with a light step or repels it with its shield.
But that is not the end of it. The Plain Queen managed to match her movements as if it was nothing.
(Now, the next one.)
She stepped on the accelerator in her mind, revved it up, and then shifted into second gear. Not long after, another middle-aged man sneaks in from outside the tent, crawling on all fours.
The old man rolled over the man who was clinging to her first and placed his own shift knob from behind.
(Uuuu!)
Black Tights-chan groaned with her eyes wide open at the slow but powerful intrusion.
This is her advantage of being able to 『Draw magic power out in stages』. By adjusting the number of night crawlers, she can minimize the cost which is the loss of her reasoning.
