The Author's POV

'The chip inside of my head? …What is he talking about?'

I always used the chip inside of my head.

In the split second that 'Eyes of Chronos' was activated, I wouldn't have been able to think if it weren't for the chip.

Was there another function of the chip that I did not know about? ...If there was, I wasn't aware of it.

It was then that the other me spoke. My attention once again shifted.

'Pay attention one more time.'

With his words fading, the Duke's body stumbled backward.

This came as a result of the previous punch.

As he stabilized his body, there was no longer any look of shock on his face, and in its place was an impassive and unreadable expression.

In front of the silent audience, he attempted to keep a straight face.

His figure disappeared once more as he expanded his wings, casting a large shadow over the arena. This time, his movements were clearly different. It was a lot faster than before.

But…

Bang-!

The results were the same.

"Huaaakk!"

Casually elbowing the right side, the Duke's body reappeared. It was only a casual elbow, but it was that casual elbow that caused his eyes to widen and his stomach to cave in.

A glob of spittle flew towards my face, but my face remained unchanged.

'Did you manage to see?'

The echo of his voice reverberated throughout my mind.

Finding it difficult to digest what had happened, it took a while for me to answer back.

But I eventually did.

'…I have.'

While the answer was quite easy, it was the concept that I found difficult to grasp. Or even accept it as something that a human was remotely possible of achieving...

'Observe everything. From muscle movement to the direction that feet and bodies point, and eye movement. Connecting everything together...'

Lowering my hand, I pressed my thumb against the hilt of my sword.

The moment I did that, the Duke once again decided to move.

But…

Click-!

Shifting my body ever so slightly toward the right, a subtle clicking sound resonated throughout the arena.

Following the sound, the whole arena froze as the Duke's figure once again materialized in front of me.

A gaping hole appeared on the right side of his chest.

'...You will be able to predict their movements.'

Drip. Drip.

It was only the sound of blood dripping on the ground that echoed throughout the arena.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Trying to comprehend what had happened, the Duke's head rose and fell repeatedly as he stared at his right chest.

Throughout the silence, my mouth opened.

"…What a pity."

***

A fluke.

A simple and miraculous fluke.

way to

he kept denying the reality that

was

Impossible!

he was still a Duke-ranked

A Duke-ranked demon!

of all worlds. A figure

at least that was how things were supposed to

Drip. Drip.

as he heard the sound of his own blood dripping toward the ground,

'How is this possible?'

one step before feeling a sharp pain on

to cover his wound, Duke Azenoch raised his

"…!"

from the

But that wasn't all.

they also displayed a clear sense of

the Duke

he really weaker

is playing

to be faint with their voices, but as the whispers grew, so did the noise, and their voices were heard by the Duke whose

How dare

shout at the top of his lungs toward the crowd. But out of sheer willpower, he

situation was still

to stare at his

'Huh?'

a chill run down his body as he subconsciously

observation,

see that? The Duke took

the Duke

"…This is pathetic."

inside of his head with each passing second. All

despite all of the voices against him,

at his trembling

'A…am I scared?'

sensation he felt when he looked at

really a fluke? ..Or was

once again at White Reaper, the sensation he felt before vanished the moment his

'…A fluke.'

thought to

Yes.

had to

wasn't even

Impossible.

all the

simply no other

"Huuu…"

Azenoch calmed himself down. Drowning out the noise coming from the arena, he

work, I will just take it up

adjusting his rank in an unnoticeable way, he took a step forward and his vision warped. Reappearing in front of White Reaper, he extended his hand and clawed

to before, his movements were

nearing White Reaper's head. It was so close, just a couple of

Reaper managed to avoid the attack by moving his head back by a narrow margin. Even so, he did manage to graze him just a little

Swoosh-!

something hurl at him from below, the Duke twisted his body. He too was able

avoided the attack, he raised his head and proceeded to sweep his

Bang-!

His leg was connected.

with his arm which was raised to

Duke gritted his

"Huh?"

to shift his body, the Duke suddenly found a hand grasping his foot. Without giving him a chance to react, an open palm

of doom rose within the Duke's mind as

erupted from his body as he twisted his body at a strange angle

performed this movement, he made sure to keep

led him to notice a slight change in White Reaper's expression, as his lips slowly curled into a grin and his left hand

'Fuck!'

time the Duke realized he had been baited into doing such a move, it was already too

Bang-!

loud banging sound, the Duke suddenly felt a hand grasp his other leg. Suddenly,

Bang-!

into the ground, sand swept into the air as a crater formed beneath him. In addition, the Duke felt a great deal of pain running down his back

was so powerful that he didn't even have time to

"Again."

echoed in his ears. By the time he realized what his words meant, his