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.

only way to

the reality that was presented before his

whose rank was weaker than his to

Impossible!

was suppressed, he was

A Duke-ranked demon!

figure who had the ability to

at least that was how things were

Drip. Drip.

as he heard the sound of his own blood dripping

'How is this possible?'

memory was moving one step before feeling a sharp pain on the right

his wound, Duke Azenoch raised

"…!"

stares coming from the participants above. They stared

But that wasn't all.

themselves, they also

the Duke only

weaker than that

is playing

to be faint with their voices, but as the whispers grew, so did the noise, and

How dare

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

situation was

to stare at his opponent, the Duke stared deeply

'Huh?'

the moment their eyes met, the Duke suddenly felt a chill run down his body

no avoiding the audience's observation,

The Duke

Duke actually

"…This is pathetic."

of his head with each passing second.

all of the voices against him,

at his trembling arms,

'A…am I scared?'

sensation he felt when he looked

really a fluke? ..Or was he just imagining

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

'…A fluke.'

Duke thought to

Yes.

had to be

that wasn't even Duke rank

Impossible.

probably because of all the

simply no other

"Huuu…"

Drowning out the noise coming from

rank doesn't work, I will just take it

and his vision warped. Reappearing in front of White Reaper, he extended his hand and clawed

his movements were incomparably

hand was already nearing White Reaper's head. It was so close, just

back by a narrow margin. Even so, he did manage to graze him just a little bit as a red line traced

Swoosh-!

him from below, the Duke twisted his body. He too was

time he avoided the attack, he raised his head and proceeded to sweep his leg in a whipping motion, hurtling

Bang-!

His leg was connected.

Duke's disappointment, his leg came into contact with

his teeth and tried

"Huh?"

as he was trying to shift his body, the Duke suddenly found a hand grasping his foot. Without giving him a chance

rose within the Duke's mind as he

strange angle

he performed this movement, he made sure to

change in White Reaper's expression, as his lips slowly curled into a grin and his left

'Fuck!'

he had been baited into doing such

Bang-!

the Duke suddenly felt a hand grasp his other leg. Suddenly, he found himself being

Bang-!

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 as he struggled to open his

impact was so powerful that he

"Again."

realized what his words meant, his body had once again been flung toward the