High School Hack and Slash - CH 52.3

「D, d, d, damn it all. I, I’ll m, make her k, know her p, place. Ha, ha, ha.」

The boy whose head had been chopped off by Saki in the Senpou match was floating a vulgar smile as he repeatedly stroked his neck.

The regeneration of the flesh with potions would restore it to a healthy state, even if it suffered from a fatal damage.

Even if the neck was cut off, the bones, blood vessels, nerves, and cells would be reconnected to as they were originally, and stuff like the hematopoietic function would even be covered.

「Head chopper, so lame.」

「You were too careless, weren’t you?」

「S, s, shut up, damn it. I, I’ll kill you.」

However, due to the disorder of the severed nerve pulses and the symptoms of shock, there were also cases where some side effects were left behind in the body right after receiving a fatal wound.

Temporary paralysis and stuttering were the remnants of the damage.

On stage, the provision captain was literally kicking the corpse of the female knight who had collapsed after being stabbed in the heart.

The desperation of the opposing club as they appealed to the judges for the conclusion of the match was laughable.

「D, d, damn it, that bitch, I’m going to fuck her up, beat her up, and make her beg for her life while she pisses h, herself.」

He murmured curses at Saki, who was glaring at the stage with scary eyes.

「Quite the line-up of nice women they’ve got there. Let’s play with them once the match is over.」

「Should we have the club members keep an eye on them so they can’t escape?」

「That female knight is my toy…. She’s got one nice kick ass. I ended up having a boner.」

The crotch of the 『Stalker』 who sloppily licked his lips was on the high.

The Chuuken player, whose tension was ever-sinking given that he was up against a male opponent, headed to the stage and gave instructions to the club members who were having too much free time in their hands in the spectator seats.

「This is, a little… not good.」

「Huh?」

The Vice-President of the 『Wanted Men (Wild Bunch)』 was in possession of a rare class of 『Diviner (Astrology)』 that was unusual even among the 『Officer』 branching.

The reason why he, who specialized in backhanded tactics and was bad at head-on battle, was included as players, albeit as a reserve, was for the purpose of gathering information of the opponents.

He shared the data he had appraised with the other class he had acquired, 『Assessor』, with the Club President, who was half asleep and yawning.

Incidentally, some people confused the two, but the Officer-type 『Assessor』 specialized in appraising people and monsters, while the Craftsman-type 『Appraiser (Authenticator)』 excelled at appraising items and fields.

Though, skills that were common to the two were also a lot number, and in dungeon conquest, 『Assessor』 was more favored as they boasted better utility.

「Oh, he turns out to be a Ninja huh. This level is pretty impressive for a first year boy.」

「It doesn’t match the club’s official data at all, right?」

He let out a sigh at the Club President, who on the contrary seemed to be impressed as he looked at the stage.

「That idiot, he’s being overly negligent. His power may be superior, but being complacent is… Aah. Well, it will lead to this.」

Getting kept in check by the 『Doppelganger』 that charged into him head-on, he had his head ripped off by the main body that had taken his back.

With a thud, the head getting tossed toward this side’s position was a simple declaration of intent that they would get back at those who got them.

「Oh. It’s making my heartstrings tingling. I bet he’s pretty popular….」

「Please keep your sickness in moderation.」

Giving a sidelong glance to his team members who were stirred up and losing their temper, he played with the cards in his hand.

It was not a monster card, but the embodiment of the skill of the 『Diviner』, the 『Fable of Fate (Allegory Tarot)』.

He could obtain information pertaining to the future as an allegorical image with high probability.

The precision was low, but it was deemed useful as a versatile means of acquiring information.

And then, the ability to alter the allegory of the future chosen from the 22 Major Arcana was the original effect of the skill.

It was not a direct power, but only in the form of meager coincidences, but it exhibited its effect in the form of luck and bad luck, as well as small buffs and debuffs.

The one coming up on stage as the Fukushou of the opposing club was a female student.

Clad in light-armored style and holding no weapons, she was probably of the rear guard class.

When he tried to appraise the petite girl, he found that she was not even a combat class, but a craftsman-type 『Blacksmith』.

There was no longer any need to divine, but he pulled out a card from the deck.

Upright 『Reaper (Death)』, the symbol of ill omen.

He was startled by the unexpected negative image, but he had absolute confidence in his skills.

Putting his finger on the card, he turned it over.

Reversed 『Reaper (Death)』, the sign of rebirth.

A meager alteration of fate was the ability of the 『Fable of Fate (Allegory Tarot)』.

Each of the Major Arcana of the Tarot cards had an allegorical image depicted on it.

Depending on the direction of the card, whether it was upward or reversed, the meaning read from the allegory of the card varied.

There were also cases where the small interferences, which were abstract and could be interpreted in any way, would sometimes twist fate fatally.

That was, just a small malice.

With a loud and dull thud, the opposing team’s Fukushou was sent flying.

He was considered a moderate among the 『Wanted Men (Wild Bunch)』, but he had no interest in meddling with the interests and preferences of the other club members.

Even if the sadistic club member got a little violent, it was better than being looked down on by the opponents.

*Thud, thud* Even as the sound of beating continued on, scream alone couldn’t be heard.

The other clubs in the surroundings also seemed to be taken aback by the tragedy on stage, but for them who were shrouded in infamy from the start, it was no skin off their back.

In fact, it was a boost in their prestige.

The Fukushou, who had tried to kick his opponent who had fallen and was now motionless, had been subjected to a referee stop by the referee.

He was a guy who snapped easily when blood got to his head, but he wasn’t so much of a fool to lose by foul play.

She would be back to normal with a bottle of potion anyway.

「Alright. You guys, make sure you catch them without letting even a single one escape, okay. Once we get back, it’s a rape fest time.」

Hearing the words of the Club President, who was holding a greatsword that exceeded his height, the club members were getting excited.

There was no need to gloss things over at this point, but he let out a sigh, wishing they could pay a bit more attention to public gazes.

『Evil Oni (Lunatic)』, a third step rare class of the Fighter branching, had the disadvantage of ceasing to be able to distinguish between friend and foe if they fully unleashed their power.

However, this outrageous power exhibited unparalleled prowess in close-quarter combat.

That was, when it came to a one-on-one battle, their Club President had never lost to anyone.

The score of the match was a close two to two, but none of the club members had any doubt in their Club President’s victory.

Even if the Taishou of the opposing team – who had slowly stepped up to the stage while making something creak and crack, and was languidly stretching his limbs – was displaying an error of unable to appraise.

Even if the card that had popped out of his hand on its own accord was spinning around and darkening more than anything he had ever seen before on its own accord.

Even if cold sweat was unknowingly gushing out throughout the body.

『Tower』, the house of God, the calamity of Babel.

Upright position = collapse, tragedy, misery, ruin, destruction, trodden tail

Reversed position = tension, misfortune, catastrophe, regret, disgrace

The sole allegory of the 22 Major Arcana in which all visions were negative.