The Boy Who Fell to the Lowest Level of the Dungeon, Becoming the Strongest and Returns to the Surface After 10 Years~He Just Wants to Live a Quiet Life, but His Childhood Friends Who Have Risen to Prominence Won’t Leave Him Alone~ - Chapter 16: A Decisive Blow

“The Strongest Race Series, Part Two──[Fist of the Fierce God].”

Elta’s fist approaches Azil.

However, what Azil saw was a gigantic “demon.”

The sense of intimidation emanating from Elta was so great that it induced hallucinations.

“…Ugh!”

It’s at a speed where he can barely dodge it.

However, Azil does not move… No, cannot move.

Azil holds the title of “High-Ranking Knight” and is paralyzed with fear.

The silver lining is that he was so shocked he couldn’t move.

“Aaahhhhhh!”

As a fist loomed in front of him, Azil let out a shout and fell on his backside.

At that moment, a deafening roar echoed, and an immense pressure of wind was unleashed from Elta’s fist.

Just before hitting Azil, Elta stopped his fist.

However, at the same time, the members of the group raise their voices.

“Hey, look at that!?”

“Seriously? No way!?”

“Could it really be just the wind pressure!?”

They are all looking at the same place together.

It’s the direction where Elta threw his fist.

There, in that place──

“””The base wall has been destroyed…!?”””

One side of the base’s wall had been destroyed.

The base of the Royal Capital Knights Order is built with custom-made strong walls.

Even a monster attack or a rebellion would be difficult to overcome.

It was the first time such a sturdy wall had been broken since the base was completed.

He doesn’t even feel like pointing out, “This has nothing to do with swords anymore.”

Furthermore, Elta did not directly punch.

He stopped right in front of Azil, and with the wind pressure generated as a byproduct of that stop, he destroyed that solid wall.

The power of the fist itself is beyond measure.

For this, Azil can only make strange noises.

“…H-huh?”

The Strongest Race Series, Part Two── [Fist of the Fierce God].

That is a fist learned from the “Fierce God,” who stands at the top of the tribe called “Demon.”

In the lowest layer where Elta spent his time, the strongest race was rampant.

Among those monsters, the Monster, regarded as a warrior race, is truly the embodiment of power.

The top of such demons──Elta, who was friends with the Fierce God, often secluded himself in the mountains with him.

The Fierce God also took a liking to Elta and taught him how to handle the “fighting spirit,” a power that flows within the body.

Although it is an underdeveloped concept on the ground, this lethal strike is unleashed with fighting spirit.

In the Strongest Race Series, Part One── [Claw of the Divine Wolf],” is a technique of “speed,” then the second skill, “Fist of the Fierce God,” is a technique of “strength.”

Among the series, it boasts one of the most powerful punches.

“””…Ugh.”””

The members of the group gasped and were left speechless.

It seems like they are confused about whether what is happening right in front of them is real.

Then, as for the main culprit, Elta──

“N-no…”

He was completely panicking.

Since he had heard beforehand that the wall was sturdy, he increased the power accordingly…

He never intended to aim for Azil in the first place, but he never expected it to turn out like this.

Rather than worrying about the reactions of those around him, all he can think about is whether he should compensate or not.

“It’s okay, El-kun.”

“!”

To such an Elta that had landed gracefully, Celia called out.

She probably came out thinking the match had already been decided.

“This happened because of my lack of guidance. I’ll take responsibility for this as the Vice Captain.”

“C-Celia~! Thank you!”

“…!?”

Perhaps feeling greatly relieved by a word of mercy, Elta tightly grasped Celia’s hand.

At that moment, Celia’s face turned bright red.

“El, El-kun!? Your hand, your hand…!”

“Oh, I’m sorry. But I’m causing you trouble.”

“No way, this is just natural!”

Celia’s tone of voice is high, and her manner of speaking has returned to how it used to be.

Suddenly holding hands must have made her feel exhilarated.

Feeling relieved, Elta called out to Celia again (adding insult to injury).

“Now I can meet Celia again.”

“~~~! …Geez, El-kun.”

Those words will probably never leave Celia’s mind.

In contrast, Azil was witnessing such a scene as he had no choice but to admit defeat.

“Damn it!”

With a dislocated hip and unable to stand, he weakly strikes the ground.

However, startled by that voice, Celia straightened her posture and approached Azil.

“Azil.”

“V-Vice Captain…”

They broke the orders and fought, only to be utterly defeated.

Azil even thought it was only natural to be exiled.

“Don’t worry about it. It was just that El-ku──Elta was strong.”

“Yes, I am completely defeated. I will accept any punishment.”

However, Celia wouldn’t do such a thing.

“That kind of thing doesn’t exist.”

“Huh?”

“Instead, you’ll have to become stronger.”

“…! Y-yes!”

With those words of expectation, Azil had been paralyzed with fear as he was finally able to stand up.

Again, he turned back towards Elta.

“E-Elta-san!”

“Huh?”

Azil has a somewhat refreshing expression on his face.

The change in how he addresses him, from “you” to “Elta-san,” is probably proof that he acknowledges him.

Azil grinned and thrust his fist forward.

“From now on, please take care of the vice captain.”

“Y-yeah.”

Azil admired the cold-hearted Celia, but he couldn’t help but think that her kindness wasn’t so bad either.

On the contrary, he even thought that a smile suited Celia.

In other words, Azil was easy.

However, Elta does not understand the true meaning.

(What does he mean she asked just a childhood friend?)

As expected, the boundary of childhood friends was not crossed.

Anyway, the matter with Azil and Elta has been resolved.

Having completely regained her composure, Celia gives instructions to the members of the group.

“First, I’ll clear away the rubble. The compensation will be on me──”

At that moment, a voice comes from nowhere.

“No, that’s not good.”

“””…!”””

A deep, resonant voice that carries well within the base.

At the same time, a man landed next to Elta.

“I will make him pay for it.”

“Huh?”

Elta involuntarily let out a voice, but everyone around immediately bowed their heads at the sight of the man.

“””Good morning! Captain!”””

“C-Captain!?”

The man was so tall that Elta had to look up at him, and he was truly muscular and well-built.

With neatly trimmed black hair, he has a somewhat relaxed demeanor.

Even though he wears the badge of the knight Captain on his chest, he has a magnificent appearance that fully lives up to his name.

The man extends his large hand to Elta.

“I am Schwa, the captain of the Royal Capital Knights Order. Nice to meet you.”

“N-nice to meet you.”

The man’s name is──”Schwa.”

Among the knights, he is the only one who holds a rank higher than Celia’s.

“So, continuing the conversation, you will have to compensate for the wall.”

“Ugh!”

He doesn’t seem angry at all, but Schwa tells Elta that.

However, Celia intervened.

“Captain! I’ll handle this part!”

“Then, Celia, just listen quietly.”

“?”

Even so, Schwa replies while nodding.

Seeing that smirk, Celia momentarily stepped back, thinking he might have something up his sleeve.

Then, Elta opened his mouth apologetically.

“I’m sorry, it’s not payday yet, so I can’t right now…”

“Hmph, then it’s a simple matter. Just contribute to the knight order in return.”

“Huh?”

Schwa extended his hand again, as if welcoming.

“I want to appoint you as the ‘Special Advisor to the Knights’ Order’.”

“Whaaaaaat!?”

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Afterword

Elta-kun achieved victory with the second installment of The Strongest Race Series, Part Two──[Fist of the Fierce God].

Just when he thought it was resolved, it seems he has once again shown his tendency to get involved.

The will of the captain, and what is the special advisor to the knight’s order…?