A Girl Who Was Told 'You Have No Talent' Turned Out To Be A Talented Monster-Chapter 92.3

Roma’s sarcastic words were not half a lie. She pulled out her sword, went up to the arena, and did some fierce swings.

“I’m a Fighter, so your Oswald-kun is out of my area of expertise; what kind of adventurers do Badrick-sama and Miss Hissreite aspire to be?”

“Well, I don’t know. Well, that’s right, we’ll let you be the judge of that.”

“I don’t know, that’s why I’m asking you directly.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be an active adventurer?”

Badrick’s only concern was to embarrass the three of them. He wanted to shake Roma up. Against his wishes, however, Roma did not say anything back.

Despite Badrick’s boldness, he was actually worried about what to do. However, as he was thinking about how he would deal with the situation, Ryuto interrupted him.

“I’ll take care of this!” (Ryuto)

The giant body flew and landed on the stage. The weight was so heavy that a slight tremor could be felt, and seeing her opponent, Roma released a deep sigh.

Ryuto pulled a sword from the scabbard at his waist, without a single blemish or nicked edge, and was ready to pounce on her.

“Hey, hey, Ryuto, calm down!” (Badrick)

“Shut up!” (Ryuto)

“…Hah?” (Badrick)

Badrick resisted Ryuto’s outburst in front of the Royal Family. If he got angry at this point, he would lose everything. So, he cursed in his heart.

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“Well, Ryuto-kun, let’s get started…”

Ryuto did not hesitate. His huge body danced and slashed at Roma.

She evaded him just in time, but his body movements were beyond her expectations. Twisting his hips in a circular motion, he unleashed a follow-up attack.

“Wait! That was a surprise…”

“You! You hairy bitch!”

Roma was taken by surprise by the unexpected swordsmanship from his physique. He made full use of his weight to keep his stance steady on the ground. He proved right there that he possessed the title of Knight and that he was not bluffing.

“Sensei! Quickly, give me some guidance!”

“That’s right!”

“Don’t tell me you’re not going to be beaten up just like that? Hihihi!”

The three of them were shouting at her, but Roma remained calm. First, she was ashamed of herself. She had judged Ryuto based on his appearance. She was even impressed by his unique swordsmanship which used his physique as a weapon.

“I see… Teaching is not just about teaching someone but also improving yourself in the process of doing so, huh?”

“Haaaaiiiiirrrr! Hah… hah…!”

Roma dodged Ryuto’s thrust and readjusted her stance. Watching his movements and appearance, she noticed something.

His movements were good. The instructors who had taught Roma would have praised him. But there was still a weakness, and Roma fought back.

“Ueeeh?”

“Alright! I will start!”

As Ryuto raised his voice, Roma’s sword struck down. Ryuto quickly tried to block it with his sword, but he did not expect the impact to be so great, making his legs and feet tremble.

“Next!”

“Hi, hiii!”

Ryuto was unable to fully absorb the blow when she struck him again, and he fell on his bottom and rolled backwards.

Roma had some regrets, thinking that it was a bad idea to put so much force into the second blow. Ryuto let go of his sword and rubbed his wrist, tears streaming down his face.

“That hurts! That hurts, you know! I don’t want to do this anymore!”

“Your movements are good, but you don’t seem to have enough training in receiving a strike. In other words, your technique is polished, but the basic foundation is missing. Your body doesn’t have the strength to support your technique. And it’s not good that you were out of breath so quickly. It must be hard to keep moving with that body.”

“Aaah! Oh no! Mommy!”

“Oh no! My boy, Ryuto!”

A middle-aged woman of similar build jumped out from the audience.

She hugged Ryuto, who was crying and crawling around, and then glared at Roma.

“You! Aren’t you overdoing it?”

“You are?”

“I’m Ryuto’s mother! How dare you do such a horrible thing!”

“…It’s okay to be overprotective, but you should look around you.”

Prompted by Roma, Ryuto’s mother looked around. She knew what they were whispering about, even if she couldn’t hear them.

Knowing that she would only receive further ridicule if she stayed there, she had no choice but to drag Ryuto out of the place.

“Doesn’t he have the title of a Knight?”

“Even though he is active, why would he lose to a Fighter…?”

“I can’t believe he would still rely on his mother at that age…”

Disgust, disappointment, ridicule. When both mother and son had been subjected to these things together, they had no choice but to withdraw from the mock battlefield.

As they left, Roma was horrified to see Ryuto’s mother and her long hair that was swirled like a drill. She may have looked overprotective of him, but she may have been the cause of his obsession.

“…Independence is the starting point for a person.”

Roma reminded herself again that runaway was the right choice she made.