No Game No Life, Vol. 01 by Yuu Kamiya

Author:Yuu Kamiya [Kamiya, Yuu]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction / Fantasy / General
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2015-04-21T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 3

EXPERT

Evening—Great Hall, Elkia Royal Castle.

There, where it appeared that the final match to decide the monarch had ended, in front of the throne, were a small table and a pair of chairs. One person sat there, surrounded by a crowd that packed the hall.

—Sitting at the table, with folded arms and a blank expression, with black clothes and a black veil as if for a funeral, with an emptiness about her that somehow suggested a corpse, was a girl with long black hair. Yes…it was that girl—the one who’d cheated to eliminate Steph at the tavern.

An old man wrapped in official-looking garb spoke.

“—This woman, Chlammy Zell, has in the end emerged victorious in the battle to decide the crown… Is there anyone left who would challenge her?”

The hall only murmured. It seemed there was no one who would challenge her. It was as expected—for Chalmmy had so far won every match she fought. At this point there could be no one who expected to defeat her. Chlammy, closing her eyes upon these facts and casting a still deeper emotionless shadow over her expressionless face. Seeing this, the old man continued.

“—Then, in accordance with the will of the late king—I shall crown Chlammy as the new Queen of Elkia. If there be anyone among you who may object, speak now; if not, your silence shall—”

“Oh, yeah, here! Objection! Objection!”

At that voice which rang out to interrupt the speech, the black-haired girl’s—Chlammy’s—eyes opened. The eyes of the stirring crowd all turned at once to the source of the voice. And there stood a butler and a girl with long, white hair—Sora and Shiro, raising their hands.

“Right, right. We have an objection, we two.”

“…Mm.”

“…Who are you?”

Chlammy looked at them expressionlessly, then moved her eyes behind them.

“—Servants of Stephanie Dola?”

Behind the two, Steph’s shoulders jolted. And, emotionlessly, but with a trace of ridicule, Chlammy spoke.

“…You disqualified yourself by losing to me, and now you send your servants? Truly, your inability to accept defeat is unsightly…” Chlammy said, making no attempt to conceal her scorn. But Sora stepped up lightly and replied:

“—Aha-ha, you’re in no place to talk about that, are you?”

“—Whatever do you mean?”

“Well, you know, really, I’m not that interested in the royal throne and such; it seems like it would be a drag.”

As Sora spoke, scratching his head, looking like he really thought it was a drag, Chlammy squinted.

“…Then would you please leave my sight? This is no place to bring children to play.”

Sora smiled and continued. “But, you know,” he said, sharpening his gaze.

“It’s no place to give the throne to a charlatan backed by another country either, now, is it?”

This line made a stir in the castle.

—Another country?—What’s this about? Ignoring such voices, Sora asked so only Shiro could hear.

“—You find ’em?”

In Shiro’s hand was the phone Sora had used the previous day to capture the tavern. Shiro answered with the number of people who were in the photos displayed on the screen and also in this hall.

“…Four.”

“How many of them have their ears hidden?”

“…One.

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