Isekai Tensei: Recruited to Another World Volume 12 (eBook)

Kenichi (Autor)

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2025
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-1834-2 (ISBN)

Infos

Tenma's triumphant tournament win leads straight to his boldest move yet! He asks noble beauty Primera to dance at the celebration ball, and as they spin across the dance floor, rumors of their engagement explode overnight...and Tenma actually does pop the question! However, there's no time to bask in the afterglow: Between creating a brand-new type of golem and surviving the chaos of dungeon diving, Tenma's hands are full. Meanwhile, the legendary adventuring party, the Dawnswords, returns from conquering the Sagan dungeon and is recovering at Tenma's estate while awaiting royal recognition. What new adventures await as Tenma's world grows even more unpredictable-and a little more romantic-in this whirlwind 12th volume?

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Chapter Twelve

Part One

“It’s all over! The winner of the individual tournament is Tenma Otori!”

Blanca collapsed, and the referee’s voice echoed across the arena to announce my victory. The crowd immediately erupted into cheers. Over in the seats reserved for officials, all my supporters were celebrating, even Yoshitsune. Blanca wouldn’t get to see that since he’d already lost consciousness, but honestly, every time little Yoshitsune had cheered for me during the match, the pure anger that fueled Blanca would reignite. If he were to see him grinning now, Blanca probably would’ve jumped back up and attacked me regardless of whether the match was over.

I raised my hand and waved to the crowd, and then motioned to the staff to hurry and take Blanca away. That way, even if he came to, he wouldn’t see Yoshitsune’s happy face.

“Tenma, the finals for the pairs competition are in one hour. Will you be ready?” a ref asked.

“Oh yeah, I’ll be fine.”

This tournament had been an unusual one. Despite forfeiting in the pairs competition last time, we’d managed to advance without any trouble this time. That meant I was in the finals for all three divisions. I’d just cinched the individual tournament, but the schedule had all three finals matches taking place today, so I still had two more to go.

Gramps was my partner in the pairs competition again this year. He was even more fired up so he could avenge our forfeiture last year, when we had to drop out due to his bad back. Judging by how he’d been acting recently, I probably wouldn’t have to do much more than support him from the rear. But to be perfectly honest, our opponents weren’t really that strong. Gramps could crush them on his own.

“The real problem’s gonna be the team competition...”

Our opponents in the team final were all members of the king’s guard. Dean led a team comprising Jean, Edgar, Sigurd, and Kriss. When their participation was announced, people called them the most anticipated team in the tournament.

Their previous opponents—or, basically, the victims of this so-called Dream Team—hadn’t stood a chance. And I wouldn’t even mention the ones who’d faced them in the preliminaries. They’d gotten their butts kicked so badly that I wouldn’t have been surprised if the experience had left them with PTSD. Honestly, only a handful of knights who consistently trained in coordinated combat ever made it into the king’s guard, and these five were the best of the best.

Ordinary adventurers spent most of their time fighting monsters, so it wasn’t a surprise that they had lost without pulling off a single decent move.

Anyway, I was competing with Team Oracion again. We had our usual lineup of me, Gramps, Amur, Rocket, Shiromaru, and Solomon. In the semifinals, we’d faced Blanca and his team of the SAR’s toughest warriors, collectively known as “the Southern Elites.” Amur had taken quite a beating during that fight and had to drop out halfway through. Luckily, she hadn’t been seriously hurt—she was already fired up to get her revenge on Kriss in the finals.

Incidentally, Gramps and Blanca had suddenly started brawling with each other during the fight, and the rest of Blanca’s teammates had literally stopped fighting to watch in awe. The audience had been just as enthralled by their fistfight, so in the end, no one had bothered to complain.

As for how that slugfest had ended, Blanca had thrown a straight right just as Gramps had countered with a punch of his own. They had both gone down at the same time in a simultaneous KO. However, because Blanca was the leader of the Southern Elites, the entire team had lost automatically when he’d gone down.

Some people in the audience had immediately started shouting that the match had been rigged. But when the big shots from the SAR in the crowd began clapping and praising Gramps and Blanca for their performances, the majority of the crowd who’d loved the spectacle had followed suit. The criticism died down just as quickly as it had started.

About an hour had passed since the individual final, and the pairs competition had just ended as well.

“You were amazing out there, Gramps,” I said with a grin.

“Heh heh. I would’ve liked a bit more of a challenge, but it was a pretty entertaining match, huh? If they keep at it, they might even become regulars in the top ranks of the pair competition,” he said.

Our opponents in the pairs final had been a pair of young adventurers. Well, they were younger than Gramps, but older than me. This had been their first finals competition. The match had ended up as an overwhelming victory for us, or well, for Gramps alone, but despite the lopsided result, people seemed to think pretty highly of them.

Gramps had stayed on the front lines during the pairs match and fought both of them by himself. I honestly hadn’t had much to do. Still, just standing around had felt boring, so every time their support member tried to cast a spell, I nullified it. I’d figured I’d at least contribute a little bit. My support probably hadn’t made much difference for Gramps, though. But he was satisfied, and I’d saved my strength, so it was a win-win situation.

“Team Oracion, the team final will begin in one hour! Please make your preparations!” said the staff member who’d come to notify us. Once they left, we immediately started discussing strategies...but honestly, we were just deciding who would take on whom.

“So it’ll be me, Gramps, Amur, Shiromaru, and Rocket fighting in the finals,” I said.

“Squee?! Squee!” Solomon let out a drawn-out squawk that sounded a lot like What?! I’ve been in every match up until now!

“It’s simple—Rocket’s stronger. And if you go out there, Dean’ll target you. No question about that.”

Solomon dominating the skies had been a huge advantage in our previous matches, but that was because none of our opponents ever had any way of bringing him down. The king’s guard was different. Dean could knock Solomon out of the air with a single blow, and the rest of them were strong enough to keep us occupied.

We might’ve had an edge when it came to individual power, but in terms of coordination, it wasn’t even close. Trying to compare ourselves to them almost felt pathetic.

The most dangerous situation that could happen would be Solomon getting taken out early, leaving me surrounded by Dean and Jean. The second most dangerous situation would be Solomon down, Kriss holding Amur off, Gramps facing off against Edgar and Sigurd, and Jean moving in to fight Shiromaru while I was locked in with Dean. Then, whoever finished their match first—likely either Kriss, Jean, or both—would come after me from behind.

Now, I didn’t think Shiromaru would be incapacitated that easily, so the second scenario seemed much less likely. But both scenarios hinged on Solomon getting taken down, and that wasn’t a risk I was willing to take. So that’s why I wanted to substitute him out. Frankly, Rocket was our third-strongest member overall, and the only reason he hadn’t fought yet was because I’d been humoring Solomon.

Solomon kept squawking out complaints, but in the end, Rocket managed to talk some sense into him, and he agreed to the change.

“All right. Next, we need to figure out who’s gonna target who,” I said.

“I’m gonna crush Kriss!” Amur yelled.

“Okay, I guess Amur’s gonna take Kriss. Shiromaru, you take Jean. Your priority is to keep him from linking up with Dean. Just keep him busy; you don’t even have to force a win. Rocket, I’d like you to aim for Edgar and Sigurd, if possible. Gramps, if either of them slips past Rocket, you target them. And if everything looks clear, you and I will team up to go after Dean together,” I said. “But that’s just to start things off. Dean and the others know exactly how we fight, and they’re more capable of turning the situation around. If they pull out something unexpected, we’ll need to adapt on the fly.”

The king’s guard had the skills to beat us while also knowing our strengths and habits. They were also the most coordinated competitors in the entire tournament. By bringing Rocket in, I was hoping to not only boost our overall power but also have him help cover for the rest of us, since, well...we all tended to fend for ourselves.

Saying it all out loud made me feel a little pathetic, but honestly, there was no one in Oracion more dependable than Rocket. So if you wanted the right person—uh, I guess the right slime in the right place, he was your man. Er, slime.

Once we’d settled on our plan, everyone relaxed and spent the remaining period before the match however they liked.

And then it was time.

“This is the final match! Team Oracion versus the King’s Guard! Begin!”

The moment the match started...

“Arghh!” Amur went flying, courtesy of Dean.

They’d read our strategy, of course, and flipped the script on us completely. Amur wasn’t out of the fight since she’d managed to block the blow at the last second, but she’d still taken some heavy damage. While she recovered, Dean’s team seized the advantage now that we were down by one, and they all advanced on their chosen targets.

Kriss closed in on Shiromaru while Edgar went for Gramps. Sigurd stepped in...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 16.12.2025
• Reihe/Serie: Isekai Tensei: Recruited to Another World
• Illustrationen: Nem
• Übersetzer: Andria McKnight
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• Schlagworte: Fantasy world • Hunting • Isekai • Light Novel • monster taming • Reincarnation • summoned hero
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-1834-0 / 1718318340
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-1834-2 / 9781718318342