Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 183: Unexpected Duel

With the same momentum, he knocked Arba’a’s twin swords away and arched his back to avoid Sitta’s sword, which was aimed at his neck.

Why the hell are they acting like they want to kill each other!?

However, Ithnan fell backward, using his left hand to push off the ground. As his body spun parallel to the earth, his tail struck Sitta in the face, momentarily stunning him, and he managed to avoid the sword that was heading for his neck.

With the force of his spin, Ithnan swung his own sword and knocked Thalatha’s naginata away, sending it flying.

The sound of metal scraping against metal screeched loudly, and a large spark erupted from the clash.

A cheer, louder than before, rose from the onlookers.

Despite his efforts to maintain balance, Ithnan was gradually being overwhelmed by the three-on-one situation. The tide was turning against him.

If one more person joined in, the balance would be completely lost... but surely little Tis’a wouldn’t do that, would he?

Damien hesitated, glancing nervously at Tis’a, who was the only one left standing beside him. The small boy gave him a cute, reassuring smile.

Thank goodness... the little angel was still here.

Damien couldn’t help but wonder if one day, Tis’a would turn into someone like the others. The thought was a little frightening.

Ithnan, despite struggling, continued to hold his ground, but eventually, he couldn’t avoid Arba’a’s left sword. His stance faltered, and he was knocked down to the ground.

Seeing Ithnan fall, Damien held his breath. Was this the end?

Ithnan had fought so hard...

This could have been a depiction of his father, who had fought alone on the battlefield, Damien thought.

The atmosphere seemed to darken, preparing for the inevitable end... but then, in that very moment—

As Ithnan put his hand on the ground, he launched several stones towards Damien, like arrows.

Wait, what!?

Damien, stunned, couldn’t even move to dodge. In slow motion, he saw four stones flying toward him.

His family’s faces flashed before his eyes.

Is this what they call a death flash?

Before he could process it further, the small and adorable Tis’a, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and caught all four stones mid-air.

W-w-w-wait!

Tis’a then threw the stones back at Ithnan with such force that they almost seemed like bullets, not mere stones.

Wait, what!?

Can Ithnan really dodge those? If they hit him the wrong way, he could die!

Despite his fears, Ithnan, still off-balance, managed to dodge all three stones that had been thrown back at him. Then, with perfect timing, he avoided the fourth stone that came a moment later.

Seriously!?

Just when Damien thought it was over, a fifth stone appeared out of nowhere, striking Ithnan in the forehead, causing him to stagger backward.

Then, the five blades came down on him.

But just before they could hit Ithnan, the blades stopped in midair, inches from his body.

"Whoa!"

The cheers and applause were overwhelming.

Amidst the rising excitement, Damien rushed over to Ithnan, who had just taken the fifth stone to the forehead.

He... wasn’t dead, right?

Ithnan wasn’t dead.

In fact, he had caught the fifth stone with his own hand.

It seemed the last dramatic stumble had been an act.

What is this guy?

Damien was almost falling for him.

"You’re amazing! You’re amazing! I mean... you’re just so amazing!"

The one who was so excited he couldn’t even find the right words was Theo’s younger brother.

Damien was reminded that this person was actually younger than him.

Naturally, he was even younger than Theo.

Damien had been so focused on the fact that Theo’s younger brother was taller than him that he had completely forgotten about his age.

Once he realized that, his older-brother instincts kicked in, and everything that had happened up until now felt strangely heartwarming.

"What was that!? He swung it like this! Then like whoosh—and then like this ... was it like this!?"

Theo’s younger brother was wildly swinging a sword he had pulled from his belt, next to some servants who had collapsed from the sheer force of the display.

The guards were in a state of panic, too.

Damien wanted to be the responsible older one, step in, and stop the madness... but a part of him, the inner child in him, wanted to swing a sword too.

The cool old man had once said.L: No matter how old you get, boys love swinging swords.

"Would you like to try too, sir?"

Ithnan must have noticed Damien’s excitement, as he asked that with a smile.

Eh? No, that’s not possible, right?

"Really!? I wanna do it!"

Damien’s inner child instantly answered.

Ithnan smiled brightly and nodded.

Wait, really? Is it really okay? Seriously? I’m going to swing a sword?

"Wh-what did you just say!?" Theo’s younger brother was practically jumping with excitement.

"He said he wanted to spar with me!" Damien’s reply.

The whole atmosphere was just like that of elementary school friends hanging out.

Damien knew he should calm down, but after witnessing such a display, and being told he could participate—there was no way he could hold back now!

Theo’s younger brother was about to run over when the guards stopped him.

Damien gave them a mental thumbs up. Let them handle that side of things.

Should he pull out his sword now? He wondered, but his inner child wasn’t going to stop him.

With a sword—one with a dulled blade that had been modified for training—Damien unsheathed it and struck a stance, facing Ithnan.

He wasn’t sure how it looked to others, but in his mind, he looked incredibly cool.

Ithnan took a stance and faced Damien.

"Whenever you’re ready."

Damien gathered his strength and shouted, "Here I go!" as he swung his sword with all his might toward Ithnan.

Damien was confident that Ithnan would be fine, so he didn’t hold back and gave it his all.

Clang!

His sword was deflected with a sharp sound.

At the same time, a light numbness spread through Damien’s arm from the impact.

This is so much fun!

He continued to swing his sword, first to the right, then to the left.