Chapter 101: Swimsuit Spirit Origin
[That is… Baobhan Sith's team and Marie's team locked in battle!]
[But as you draw closer, you can clearly see that these girls are dressed very scantily… it is swimsuit spirit origin!]
"This is…"
As soon as Finn saw this scene from the livestream, he immediately grew excited.
He slammed the table hard, and with an unprecedented passion, began live commentary:
"My God, perhaps because this place is too scorching, those lovely girls have all switched to swimsuit spirit origin! This, this is truly… as if abandoning Class itself to become the ultimate anti-male type… In my eyes, they are all enchanting ladies, breathtaking beauties of the waves!"
Seeing that he was about to say things increasingly hard to listen to, Napoleon hurriedly changed the subject, directly connecting to the contestants on the scene.
More precisely, to Eikou, who was currently being pulled along in the slipstream of the Twelve Paladins of Charlemagne and still in standby.
"Ahem, ahem, right now I really want to conduct a brief interview. Eikou-kun, you're about to come into contact with this group of girls, what do you feel?"
"If you want to hear it, then I'll say it straight,"
Before the livestream camera, Eikou couldn't resist striking a pose like a war correspondent, folding his arms and seriously analyzing:
"First of all, what astonishes me the most is Mordred's swimsuit. Although her personality and physique belong to the extremely rare type of 'absolutely unable to stir my heart,' I must admit that red bikini actually adds several degrees of femininity, creating a stark contrast with her usual tomboyish appearance. 9 points!"
"On the other hand, Jeanne of the France Class rather disappointed me. What kind of fashion sense is this? Clearly swimsuit spirit origin, yet she dresses like Santa Claus, 5 points."
"I also have to criticize Marie of the France Class. Clearly with her Alter form she has an explosive figure, in my view she was the one with the best chance of standing toe-to-toe against Barghest, yet she chose a rider-type swimsuit spirit origin in girlish style. But it is indeed very cute, so I'll give 8.5 points."
"Lastly, the most regrettable of all is Barghest, whom we anticipated the most. In such a situation she still stubbornly maintains her restraint, choosing to endure the heat rather than change into swimsuit!"
Napoleon sighed helplessly with a wry smile:
"Who asked you this… What I really wanted to ask is about your mental preparation before the battle with them. Do you have confidence in winning? Do you think you'll lose?"
"Nah, I'd Win."
Eikou replied without the slightest hesitation.
"So confident? Why?"
"Mm-hmm, it's probably just a kind of belief!"
He winked and grinned at the camera,
"Because Finn-sensei promised that as long as the Britain Class wins, we'll get to go to Hawaii for a school trip. There we can see countless beauties in swimsuits, and I still want to see a certain beauty remove her heavy knight armor and put on a bikini —— if Napoleon-sensei knows what I mean."
Napoleon also laughed, clearly understanding.
He glanced over at the waiting area, where 'Lancelot' sat, face hidden beneath a black helm, no one knowing what she was thinking.
In front of the camera, Eikou continued speaking:
"The next one wearing a swimsuit is Baobhan Sith, I have to say, she really makes me feel hard…"
"I already told you, no one is interviewing you about that."
Napoleon hurriedly cut off the interview.
...
[The race has already progressed halfway, the final champion will probably be decided among your four teams.]
[For you, every step from here on is extremely important.]
[Right now, your two male teams have strongly allied, deciding to defeat the girls' group currently holding the lead.]
Charlemagne's Noble Phantasm was getting weaker and weaker.
After such a long journey, it seemed his mana had reached its limit.
But for Eikou, it was enough, the girls' group was already right before his eyes.
It was time to launch the full assault.
"Brothers,"
With a serious expression, Eikou commanded:
"These girls still don't seem to realize we've allied. While they're unprepared, we must strike first and seize the initiative.
"On the battlefield, it has nothing to do with gender or status. If you call yourselves gentlemen, then be true gender equalists like own Lord, Lord Kazuma and Lord Touma —— girls get punched just the same —— Tristan, once you get close, fire a Noble Phantasm at your female version—I mean, shoot that Baobhan Sith girl for me!"
Tristan thought for a moment:
"Our biggest danger is really Baobhan Sith? So we have to prioritize eliminating her first, right?"
"Not exactly, it's just that she leaked that embarrassing video of me at the haunted house, which pisses me off like hell, so taking her down first isn't wrong either."
"This is 100% a blatant public personal vendetta!"
"Alright, fine, let me explain seriously. Her Riding skill is A… got it? In this race she has a huge advantage in riding, so we must deal with her first."
"Got it."
Tristan nodded.
The distance between the two sides gradually shortened.
Even though Tristan had confidence he could hit from far away with archery, they still had to close in, so the other boys would have the chance to engage in melee.
When Eikou judged the timing was right, he immediately said: "Tristan, strike!"
"As you command, Failnaught: Phantasmal Music——"
Tristan had just unleashed his Noble Phantasm, raising his bow fiercely and aiming directly at Baobhan Sith.
It was clear his target was Baobhan Sith, but Marie from another team suddenly turned her head back.
[Marie activates "Grace of God B", Increases own mental debuff success rate for 3 turns.]
[Marie uses "Siren Song C" on Tristan]
Holy shit, the opponent activated skills too!
And it was a tightly connected combo, clearly aimed straight at Tristan, as if they already knew what he was about to do!
Eikou thought to himself, we're screwed, this time Tristan is practically being hard-countered.
A married woman in a swimsuit activating Charm—such an overwhelming attack, how could someone who worships married women like him possibly endure it!
"No way, how can swimsuit Marie still have a Charm skill?!"
A bead of cold sweat rolled down Eikou's forehead.
"Could it be, you girls…"
He looked at the two female teams,
"An alliance I could still predict, but… you even used swimsuit Spirit Origin just to trick us?"
Marie looked like she had switched into swimsuit Spirit Origin, but in reality, she was still the original Rider Spirit Origin, retaining her original skill set!
"Haha, you realized it that quickly, not a bad reaction at all!"
Baobhan Sith, in her white swimsuit, turned around. The cute yet vicious face of a little brat couldn't hold back a scornful, mocking smile.
"Too bad it's already too late, you trash idiot~"
She smiled like a devil,
"I've long since guessed—you're exactly the type of man who would use any underhanded means to climb up. If we didn't play a few tricks, how could we ever beat an annoying bastard like you!"
"Tell me, how do you trash want to die?"