Transmigrated As The Final Villain of a Death Game-Chapter 142: Sword Training [ 1 ]

"So you sat down at my table even after knowing who I am?"

Aliyah put a tomato into her mouth, then pointed her fork at me.

"You should also know how I feel about demons."

Of course I do.

I knew a lot about her, since Aliyah had been on the main cover of the game All Routes Lead to Death several times.

In fact, it was strange that I didn’t recognize her right away.

She was one of the strongest people in the whole world, with a Gift that could cut through every type of energy.

Aliyah didn’t even need to target the demon core to deal damage to demons.

Basically, she was extremely overpowered, and she was most likely the greatest swordswoman in the world.

But her past is tragic.

Her family and everyone she cared about were massacred by demons, and their bodies were sacrificed in a ritual to summon a Marquess-ranked demon.

All the while, she was in the Academy...

The only person who somehow survived was her little brother, Eric, but he was scarred and had obviously developed a deep hatred toward demons.

Lowering my head, I said:

"If I was an actual demon, your first attack would’ve been enough to kill me. I might look like one, but I’m not."

Then, I met her gaze.

"You wouldn’t have let me into your home if you believed I was actually a demon."

She stared at me for a moment, then sighed.

"Yeah, I just had to check if you still knew what’s going on. Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt either of you. Just eat."

"The food’s delicious. But maybe a little bit on the salty side?"

Clementine...

"Salty?"

Aliyah tilted her head, then bit into the meat.

"Oh... You’re right. It is a little salty."

Clementine chuckled and got back to eating, as did Aliyah and I.

We ate in silence until Clementine spoke up again.

"Say, Aliyah. Are you looking for disciples?"

"I don’t have time for disciples. Also, if you’re suggesting this guy over here, he’s not good enough to be my disciple."

Ouch.

But despite the harsh rejection, Clementine kept going.

"Really? Not good enough? Even after he survived your first attack and didn’t get hit once during the spar?"

Aliyah furrowed her brows.

"If I was fighting seriously, he would’ve been hit."

"Oh? So does that mean that you need to be serious to hit him?"

I just watched their back and forth while sipping on some apple juice, trying not to make eye contact with either of them.

This was like sitting in front of both your parents while they’re discussing your shitty grades.

Right as a piece of meat was about to enter my mouth, Clementine nudged me.

"Amon, won’t you try to show her what you’ve got?"

Seriously...

I stood up and glanced down at Aliyah.

"I won’t try to impress you, because no matter how many times we spar, I won’t ever win. But if you’re willing to give me a chance, I’m sure I’d be able to show you that I have potential."

I just said whatever came to my head at the moment.

After all, I was sure nothing would work, since Aliyah never had disciples, even in the game.

And yet...

"How long have you been practicing swordsmanship?"

"Uh? Well, close to six years. Though I stopped almost five years ago."

Aliyah nodded.

"That tells me you treat swordsmanship as a joke. You quit swordsmanship."

"I did."

I narrowed my eyes.

"But I came back, and I want to learn more. The people I’m fighting against and my goals... I need to use everything at my disposal, including swordsmanship, to achieve them." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

For a few seconds, we all just sat there in silence.

I knew it was a far shot, really.

Though deep down, I kind of hoped Clementine would somehow convince her.

"One month."

What...?

She suddenly leaned back and pointed her fork at me again.

"You have one month to show me you mean it. In that one month, I don’t want you using your energy even once. Every time I give you a task, you do it. If you fail, I will immediately turn you away."

My eyes widened.

"Hold on, are you serious?"

"Don’t get it twisted. I’m not going to take you as my disciple, but if you can prove your desperation to me, then I will teach you how to make the most use of your swordsmanship. That’s all. Whether you agree or leave now is up to you."

I exchanged a glance with Clementine.

She just smiled and nodded at me, making me feel like I was dreaming.

But I wasn’t.

"I agree."

"Good, then give me your blade."

Aliyah extended her hand.

Although I was a little confused, I handed my katana over.

"You don’t even have a sheath?"

Grumbling, she tossed my katana into her dimensional ring and crossed her arms.

"From this moment on, you’re not allowed to use any energy."

"Fine by me," I agreed right away, then glanced at Clementine.

"What about Clementine? Can she stay?"

Aliyah thought it over for a moment, then nodded.

"Sure, we have extra space."

It felt like everything was going just a bit too smoothly.

But oh well, I didn’t question it as Clementine and I began to ramble on about random things while finishing up our food.

When we were done, I stood up and stretched.

Just then, Aliyah approached me and tapped my shoulder.

"You’re up. Follow me."

...Already?

Watching her get further and further away from me, I caught up to her and walked just a single step behind her.

We walked along the valley for several minutes until we arrived in front of a cliff.

As I glanced down, I realized that this cliff leading down was almost vertical.

Moreover, it was surprisingly above the clouds, as well as several other mountains surrounding this place.

Just a bit behind me, there were several dozen boulders that were the size of small trucks.

Ah...

She won’t actually...?

"There are around fifty boulders down below. I want you to head down and carry up all fifty. Remember, no using energy."

I immediately turned pale.

How am I supposed to lift those things?

Also, why am I even lifting them?

Am I not supposed to prove to her that I have what it takes to practice swordsmanship?

Wracking my head over this unfairness, I tried looking for an alternative.

But before I could react, Aliyah grabbed me by the arm and tossed me off the cliff.