Profound mystery of the Hamel Style, Ignition.

Number 1: Mana Parrying.

Number 2: Thousand Thunderclaps.

Number 3: Lightning Counter.

Number 4: Asura Rampage.

Number 5: Dragon Burst.

Number 6: Cyclone.

Number 7: Dead End.

Number 8: Poltergeist Aegis.

Number 9: Infinite Purgatory.

After speechlessly listening to this long list of cringeworthy names, Eugene immediately wanted to commit suicide by sticking his nose in a shallow plate of water[1]. In his previous life, had he really ever fought while shouting out the names of his attacks like this?

Suddenly, Eugene realized that he actually had. He had completely erased those incidents from his memories, never wanting to recall them again, but as he was listening to Genos reciting the names of these techniques with a serious expression, the shameful memories that he had buried in the deepest levels of his mind were being uprooted one by one.

—Asura Rampage!

—Why is that bastard making such a fuss?

—It must be because of his over-inflated ego.

—What the hell does swinging a sword all over the place have anything to do with an Asura Rampage?

—Don’t you also call out Fireblast and shit like that when you’re just letting off some fucking fireworks?

—That’s… that’s because the spell’s name is Fireblast. I didn’t give it that name—! You should already know that spells can’t function without incantations, so what are you looking at me for?!

—You too, Anise, when all you’re doing is just shining some light, you shout ‘Holy Cross,’ don’t you!

—I at least make the light into the shape of a cross.

—It seems like you guys don’t realize this, but swinging a sword is a lot like using magic. We’re both using the same type of mana, so what exactly is the difference?

—So what, are you really saying that shouting Asura Rampage makes your technique stronger?

—Of course it does. By letting out a battle cry, you can exert more strength.

Although the expressions that Sienna and Anise would make in response showed that they definitely didn’t understand what he was talking about, Molon would always nod his head in appreciation of these words.

—I think it’s cool. Whenever Hamel shouts Asura Rampage while swinging his sword, Hamel really does look like he’s turned into an Asura[2].

—See, he gets it.

‘He gets shit.’ Eugene trembled in agonizing embarrassment as he recalled this distant memory. At that time, Hamel had been far too young and immature. But Hamel had just turned twenty, so wasn’t it only natural for him to have been a bit immature at that young age?

Eugene confirmed that these were the ten techniques whose names he had called out as he had used them. As time went on, he had stopped shouting each of those named techniques. It had gotten embarrassing to do so, and he hadn’t even needed to call out their names either.

As far as Eugene could remember, he had only fought like that, foolishly shouting out the...