I quickly walked away from the stadium.
Soon, the price of using Overload will hit me, which means the backlash is coming.
Overload is an excellent special effect that allows someone like me, with a mere strength and stamina of 7, to face off against a stat monster like Ralph for a short time. However, it puts a great strain on my body.
When Neike used it in the early part of the story, he suffered from muscle pain for two days. If even Neike, who had a good physique, suffered that much, I was worried about how much I would struggle.
Regardless, my body was breaking down, and I felt like collapsing. Fatigue was rapidly eating away at me.
However, I couldn't afford to fall asleep here.
If I were to collapse here, after putting on such a show at the stadium, my trait, 'Twisted Noble's Dignity,' would not let me off the hook.
'Whew...'
I should hurry.
As I entered the long corridor leading to the exit, I saw a girl leaning against the wall.
Her short red hair, small stature, and the sleek lines of her agile body caught my eye. She exuded an ill-tempered, small dog-like vibe. That girl was Piel de Chalon.
Who was she waiting for?
I quickly passed by Piel, but she spoke to me as if she had been waiting for me.
"Ah... "
Now's really not a good time.
Even if she threatened to kill me, I'd rather ignore her and get back to my room as quickly as possible.
But my body, acting on its own, smoothly turned towards her.
This damned trait.
Theo's family, the Waldeurk Viscounts, are prestigious, but Piel's family, the Chalon Dukes, are the top aristocrats on the continent. Naturally, I couldn't ignore the words of such a noble young lady.
I briefly considered resisting the trait, but gave up. It was difficult to endure the sharp pain with my current physical condition, and my body had already reacted.
"Why?"
Thankfully, I didn't have to use honorifics.
However, Piel said nothing. She hesitated, unsure of what she wanted to say.
What's the point of calling someone who's about to collapse?
"If you have nothing to say, I'll leave."
As I turned my back on her, Piel exclaimed,
"...How... How did you do it?!"
I turned my body back to her and asked,
"What do you mean?"
"How did you... beat Ralph? You were a mess just last Monday!"
So, that's why. Piel glared at me with a somewhat resentful look in her eyes.
Why is she like this?
'But I can't tell her.'
How could I explain that I used the information I already knew to collect Hidden Pieces, bought traits from the store, and used a Ralph-customized strategy?
"It was just good luck."
"Luck, my ass! Luck can only take you so far! Tell me how you did it!"
"..."
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