A Former Police Officer Who Died And Get A Second Life!

Chapter 220: One Hit Victory

Everyone tilted their heads in confusion at the sight of their captain who suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Huh? W-what the he—"

"That’s one point!"

"Ow—!"

When they look closer, Qiong Xing who had been standing in the back just moments ago was now right in front of the fallen captain while swinging a stick down at him.

It was a perfectly aimed strike at the knees.

The captain who was still confused about what had just happened couldn’t avoid it and the hit landed cleanly.

"..."

"Referee?"

"Huh? O-oh, right. Yes... the prince’s side wins."

While everyone stood there in stunned silence, only Qiong Xing raised both hands in the air and celebrating with a cheerful "Yay!"

"H-Hey, wait a second! What did you just do!?"

"Hm? I used magic to bind the captain’s legs. He couldn’t move, right?"

The captain who had fallen flat on his face looked down at his legs to confirm it and froze in shock.

"That’s what you get for calling someone small and making fun of him!"

That’s the reason!?

Everyone present shouted that in their minds.

They had thought he must have had some kind of plan, but no one had imagined he would make that muscle-obsessed man fall flat on his face.

"Well, that’s only half a joke..."

So half of it was serious...!

"Magic can be pretty amazing too, you know? It might not be something everyone can use, but I don’t think it’s right to dismiss it as useless."

So that had been his real point all along.

What about his role in all this...?

"H-Hey, wait a second! What did you just do!?"

"Hm? I used magic to bind the captain’s legs. He couldn’t move, right?"

When he looked down as told, he saw that both of his legs were indeed pinned in place by raised earth.

That must have been what caused him to fall.

He had never imagined that he would lose in such a pitiful way.

"I’m surprised at such an unexpected and overwhelming victory, but Qiong Xing is a mage, huh? I’ve never seen magic used like that before—well done."

The vice-captain Rohen immediately praised him, but for some reason, he was grinning as he looked down at Narka who still couldn’t get up.

Qiong Xing had a bad feeling about this.

"For someone who is the captain, that was quite a pathetic defeat. Perhaps this will teach you to participate more seriously in strategy meetings."

Ghh... that hit a sore spot.

It wasn’t that strategy meetings were bad, but thinking through all those details just didn’t suit him.

He preferred the straightforward approach by charging straight at the enemy like a man.

"I’m telling you, if I had known this guy could use magic—"

"Even then, I don’t think the result would have changed. You didn’t know what kind of magic he could use, right? There’s no way you could have predicted where or what kind of magic would come at you."

"...."

He had no comeback.

"As punishment, you’ll handle the paperwork this afternoon. It was your responsibility to begin with. More importantly, Qiong Xing, can you use any other interesting magic?"

"Interesting?"

When he heard that, even Narka found himself curious and forgetting about his loss as he listened.

"More importantly, hurry up and release this. I can’t even stand."

"Then stay there and watch quietly. You make a good target."

If this was what the vice-captain was like, it made him feel half uneasy and half reassured.

Still, he would accept his punishment.

"That idea earlier was excellent, but if you have anything that could be useful in real combat, I’d love to see it."

Despite Narka declaring that magic was useless, the match had been decided so easily that Rohen now seemed genuinely interested in it.

"Hmmm... Ah! Brat."

Though Qiong Xing called out to him in a surprisingly familiar way, he simply borrowed Brat’s sword when he came over and lightly ran his hand along the blade.

In that instant...

"Whoa!?"

"Huh?"

The flames suddenly burst forth and engulfing the blade.

A sword wrapped in fire, how incredibly cool.

Just as Rohen was admiring it, the flames suddenly disappeared.

At the disappointed murmurs from those around him, he also voiced that he would have liked to see it a bit longer.

"Did you run out of magic power?"

At Rohen’s words, it seemed like a reasonable assumption, but Qiong Xing shook his head.

"If I have kept it up, the sword would have warped from the heat. It would only last a few minutes at most. Lightning would cause electrocution and as for the rest... wind should be fine, I think."

"Whoa!"

"This is..."

As he once again ran his hand along the blade, a thin and membrane-like layer formed and wrapping around it.

"It should be sharper now. You can also change its shape, so you could make it larger than the blade itself. If someone has enough magic power, they could even launch the blade... that might be fun—cough—useful in battle."

Did he just say "fun"?

Despite his appearance, he might actually enjoy fighting.

Intrigued, Rohen borrowed the sword and swung it down at a nearby log.

Slice!

"......."

The log split cleanly in two, leaving everyone speechless.

Even a saw wouldn’t produce such a clean cut.

Rohen himself, the one who made the cut, stood there in stunned silence.

"...I only gave it a light swing."

"I did say it would be sharper, didn’t I?"

"Who would expect it to be this sharp!?"

Rohen whose overwhelmed by shock snapped slightly in disbelief.

"Let me try that too."

After seeing that, there was no way Narka wouldn’t be curious.

Once his legs were released, he borrowed the sword and as soon as he held it, he couldn’t help but be impressed.

"I’m layering the magic onto it, so the sword itself doesn’t become heavier."

"Yeah, I was surprised by how light it is. It’s makes using a greatsword feel stupid."