Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 48: What kind of competition is this!

"Absolutely no problem."

Shami guaranteed.

Looking at Shami’s face, which screamed ’This is no big deal, just hurry up and do it,’ Lureya didn’t find it convincing at all, but she chose to trust Shami in the end.

After all, he did remember to say he’d personally make her barbecue during the battle.

As she stepped onto the open ground, the blonde girl’s aura grew considerably stronger.

Since there was no way to escape, she could only take it seriously.

The outcome of this competition was still unknown.

"Miss Lureya, please be kind to me. I’m just an ordinary swordsman, please show mercy."

The white-haired girl held her long sword with both hands and bowed to Lureya.

"You too."

Lureya placed her small hand in front of her lower right abdomen, a rift in space appeared, from which she took out the Elf Sword, holding it in her right hand.

The person who started this whole battle, Shami, had become the referee and stood between the two.

"Both sides, let’s not harm the friendship, friendship first, competition second!"

The two girls, five meters apart, faced off, as a breeze blew in, lifting both their long hair.

Though worried about Lureya, Shami believed Lina would be sensible and would show mercy if necessary.

He moved to a spot where he wouldn’t be caught in the crossfire, ready to watch this duel between a human swordsman and an elf race girl.

On the open ground, neither Lureya nor Lina chose to strike first.

Lureya maintained a conservative stance, with a subtle smile curling at the corner of her lips.

The girl had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.

She had already maxed out the Eye of the Duel, a fact even Shami didn’t know yet.

Originally intended to use it on Shami for the first time, she decided now to use it to practice on Lina.

She activated the maxed-out Eye of the Duel, and a glimmer of gold flashed across her emerald-like eyes.

[Eye of the Duel]

[Evaluating the win rates of both sides based on the current situation] fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

[Combatants: Lureya vs. Lina]

[Win rates: 0.000...% : 99.999...%]

"..."

The blonde elf with both hands on the sword freed one hand to rub her eyes vigorously.

Is this skill broken?

But evidently, the skill was not broken.

Staring at her own win rate, which continued to shrink to an infinitesimal point, Lureya swallowed hard. What’s going on... It’s getting infinitesimally small... Still calculating after all this time? There’s no point in calculating when it’s that low...

When she glanced at Lina again, her gaze could no longer remain calm.

Even the seemingly ordinary long sword in Lina’s hand made her hair stand on end.

"Alright, the match officially starts—"

"Hold on!"

Shami looked over in confusion.

What are you doing, golden hair?

Lureya raised her hand to stop the match, cold sweat glistened on her forehead, and after awkwardly laughing twice, she placed her sword back into her Storage Space.

"Actually, this kind of duel is completely unreasonable, it doesn’t fit the times, and it doesn’t align with the identity of girls."

"Eh?"

Lina lowered her sword and blinked curiously.

"Where do you see two girls competing in such a brute strength thing?! Besides self-defense, what use do these things have for girls?"

Lureya said seriously, "Competitions between girls should feature activities suitable for girls! Even between elves and humans, there are things girls share!"

"What you say makes a lot of sense, Miss Lureya."

After calmly analyzing it, Lina agreed with Lureya’s point.

Lureya took out a rope from the Storage Space, quickly tied it between two trees, at a height of 70 centimeters.

"I think competing to limbo under a rope suits girls, it demonstrates a girl’s flexibility and dexterity, and doesn’t cause any harm. It reflects both the flexibility a swordsman needs and the agility required by the elf race."

"Eh, sounds pretty interesting."

"Right~! Let’s start then! Lina, I won’t hold back!"

"Mhm!"

The two girls started limboing backward, trying to pass under the low rope tied between the two trees.

"Lina, be careful, only your feet can touch the ground, if any other part touches, you lose!"

"I understand, Miss Lureya."

"I’ll go first."

Lureya leaned back, her legs trembling as she moved under the rope, her whole body slowly crossing from one side to the other.

"Yay, first round, Lureya takes the lead!"

"..."

Why did the dumb elf suddenly change the competition?

The tense, sword-drawn atmosphere completely transformed into a scene of high school girls bonding with a light-hearted after-school activity!

After four rounds, the rope was lowered from seventy centimeters to fifty.

"I shouldn’t underestimate you, Lina, you can actually go even lower."

Lureya wiped the sweat burgeoning on her head and tied her golden hair into two buns to avoid touching the ground.

"Miss Lureya, you’re invincible in this competition. You passed all four rounds easily."

Panting heavily, Lina’s chest rose and fell with her breaths, as she followed Lureya’s lead, tying her hair, looking like she encountered a formidable opponent.

Come on, don’t get so serious about this game.

"Lina, you seem in a good state, now I’m going to lower it to 45 centimeters, that’s a super challenging height."

"Don’t worry, to become a world-class limboer, I’ll do my best to defeat you."

What even is a limboer! This is just a random mini-game, no need to be so serious! Come on, get back to the duel already, you two fools! Whatever, let everything be destroyed.

Shami shrugged and sat down under a tree, exhausted.

"Miss Lureya made it through without her body touching the ground!"

"The height of 45 centimeters is still nothing to me."

Lureya, tremblingly passing under the rope, broke out in a cold sweat.

Thanks to the sudden increase in body flexibility over the past two days, otherwise, the stiff spine of a beauty typically slacking off during gym class would have given out.

Lina swallowed hard, looking at the rope height that was almost at knee level, slowly adjusting her posture.

First, she approached slowly, meanwhile, controlling her core, slowly arching her back, trying not to move her arms unnecessarily, keeping her upper body parallel to the ground, moving her feet to slip under the rope. Her entire waist was bent backward, the sensation of wanting to topple backward transmitted from the spine to her brain.

"You’ve completely mastered the technique, Lina!"

Lureya exclaimed.

Lina, arching her back, stared at the sky, growing increasingly flustered. Her chest felt heavy and was her upper body’s heaviest part, constantly affecting her balance core. She bit her lip, suppressing the urge to support herself with her hands due to the soreness, moving step by step while maintaining balance, with half of her body across the rope, as it reached her lower abdomen.

"It’s too early to give up, Lina!"

She uttered encouraging words through gritted teeth.

Lureya clenched her fists tightly in nervousness.

"This is getting weirdly intense!"

"Since lying flat’s high impact becomes a disadvantage, in this game, you need to bend your back lower to prevent your chest from touching the rope, causing a chain reaction like an avalanche. Surprisingly, Lina’s waist flexibility is outstanding."

Shami, with one hand on his chin, commented seriously.

"Shami’s become the responsible commentator! He was so dismissive just now!"

Lureya was startled by Shami who suddenly appeared beside her.