With a Luck Value of 999, I’m the Strongest in the World Because I Can Absolutely Succeed in [Instan

The Mean Lucky Girl

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“Wh-why are there five blooming dead flower Ivies…?”

“Blooming…?”

Hearing Mil’s murmurs, I suddenly remembered something.

Come to think of it, before the start of the practical exam, the examiner had said something.

That the pre-blooming buds of the dead flower Ivy are overwhelmingly weaker than the blooming state.

In other words, the blooming dead flower Ivies over there are stronger than the ones we just defeated that were on the verge of blooming.

Certainly, their size and strength seem to be higher from here.

Those poor rich kids are being attacked by such a dangerous magical beast, and on top of that, five of them at the same time. It’s just their bad luck.

There is no escape route since they are crawling around the thick roots of the big tree.

Or rather, if it continues like this…

“Don’t die, you three.”

I muttered to myself, analyzing the situation calmly.

Currently, I’m using magic to keep the dead flower Ivies in check, preventing them from approaching us.

But gradually, magic will run out and become unusable.

When a command is given to a magical element, it consumes vitality to use magic, so you cannot transmit orders to that magical element for a while.

So the magicians give orders to the next magical element and continue firing magic one after another, but if the amount of magical elements is low, then they will…

“What, magic won’t come out!? Damn, am I already out of magical elements!”

It becomes unusable immediately.

It seems that the other two besides the blondie have already run out of magical elements.

Therefore, the blondie starts to keep the five dead flower Ivies in check alone, but the distance is gradually becoming smaller, and now the base of the big tree is at his back.

It’s already a hopeless situation.

At that moment, the blondie moves his gaze as if clinging to something, and eventually his eyes catch us.

“Y-You commoners! What are you standing there gawking for! Come on, lend me a hand!”

“Lend a hand?”

I feel a little angry at his words and unintentionally grimace, and then he says something that further spoils my mood.

“If you’re a commoner, then obey what the nobles say! You must do everything to drive these things away!”

“…Not again.”

I’m already tired of hearing that line.

It’s irritating enough that he was mean to Mil earlier, but even in this situation, he still insists on such stupid stubbornness.

I couldn’t help but sigh in exasperation and decided to vent my pent-up frustration as a cold emotion.

“Isn’t magical talent usually determined by bloodline? Then why don’t you noble-born people defeat them quickly?”

“W-What did you say!?”

The blondie raised his voice in anger and surprise.

“If you had just asked for help normally, I would have helped you normally, but if you’re going to talk like that, I might as well leave,” I said.

“Don’t joke around at a time like this! This is no laughing matter…” the blondie started to say.

At that moment, one of the dead flower Ivies suddenly accelerated and approached the group of three.

“Fuushaaa!!”

“Damn it!”

The blondie quickly prepared his right hand.

“Enemy is right in front of us – become one with the raging flames – shoot through the magic – Flaming Sphere!”

A bright red fireball was released from the blondie’s right hand and hit the approaching dead flower Ivy with a reasonably powerful blow. His magic power seemed quite high as expected from someone who’s just boasting.

However…

“Damn it, why!?”

The dead flower Ivy only flinched slightly and was hardly wounded. It seemed that the magical protection layer, “Mago-rou,” created by the power of the magical elements, was quite strong. It was unlikely that the layer could be broken by a simple magic spell. This seemed to further enrage the already angry Ivy.

The blondie couldn’t help but curse and tried to counterattack with a different spell.

“Don’t hesitate – burn to the bone with the scorching meteor – Little Sun Little Flare!”

But…

“…It won’t come out!?”

Nothing came out of the hand he raised, and only the blondie’s scream echoed through the forest.

He had run out of magical elements.

Now, there was no one left who could use magic.

As if they knew it, the dead flower Ivies approached them while swaying their flowers, seemingly amused. They surrounded the three who had been pushed to the base of the big tree while scattering the dissoluble poison around them.

It was a hopeless situation.

Watching from the sidelines, I couldn’t help but say mean things to the stubborn nobles who were still insisting on their pride.

“If you don’t hurry, the vine will entangle you and suck your life force. The poison also looks extremely painful,” I said, teasingly.

“…”

I asked them once again, “Come on, what do you want? Regardless of being a commoner or a noble, as fellow applicants, tell me.”

It might sound like a threat at this point, but I still wanted to make them admit that we were on an equal footing. It might not mean anything, but I just wanted to hear it from their own mouths.

This isn’t an exam to sort by social class, but rather an exam to enter the magical academy.

Then, the blondie let out a loud scream while looking at the gigantic magical beast in front of him with frustration.

“H-Help me!!!”

I couldn’t help but let out a smile.

“Well done,” I said as I approached the swarm of Deadly Ivies. I then aimed my palm at the one closest to the blondie-haired ones.

“[Life or Death – The Grim Reaper’s Scythe – Cut the Enemy’s Neck with a Single Thought].”

With a single strike, I killed the magical beast that they couldn’t even scratch.

“[Devil’s Announcement – Death Notice]!”

I killed it in one blow, and the Deadly Ivy that was enveloped in black mist collapsed onto the ground as if its soul had been taken away.

The obochamatachi (spoiled brats) opened their eyes wide at the sight.

“That…that only took one hit…?”

“That’s…impossible…”

This is not a lie, but an undeniable fact.

These blooming Deadly Ivy have very sturdy magical clothing, which makes them impervious to ordinary magic.

However, my specialty is instant death magic, which forces an opponent to die by “probability” regardless of their magical clothing.

And with my luck stat of 999, it transforms into a guaranteed success instant death magic.

Anyway, the encirclement of the Deadly Ivy has collapsed.

Those three should be able to escape through the gap.

Or so I thought…

“…is one of them injured?”

I don’t know if he was hit by a Deadly Ivy vine or if he tripped, but the brown-haired boy seemed to be struggling with a leg injury.

If that’s the case, just taking down one won’t be enough to let all three of them escape.

So the only option is to “quickly” defeat all the Deadly Ivy.

If I take my time and defeat them one by one, there’s a risk that other Deadly Ivy will attack the three of them.

However, my instant death magic targets only one person.

I could use “that magic” to wipe them all out, but the Deadly Ivy are moving around unpredictably, and it’s hard to aim.

I might even end up involving the three people in the back.

At that moment, I suddenly turned around and looked at my partner behind me.

“Hey, Mil, can you stop their movements?”

“Huh?”

“If you can buy us a little time, that would be great.”

When we worked together before, Mil said she could “stop the movements of the Deadly Ivy”.

Maybe she’s good at that kind of magic.

I can also use my confinement magic, “The Fate’s Trick Fall Tune”, but that’s a single-target spell too.

So I asked Mil, hoping that she could immobilize all of them at once…

“Y-Yes, I’ll try.”

As I hoped, Mil nodded vigorously.

She positioned herself behind the remaining four Deadly Ivy and pressed her hands to the ground, narrowing her round eyes.

“[Filled with the din of a tumultuous sea – the breath of the blue dragon – grant peace and silence to this land]”

After completing a chant that I didn’t recognize, she activated the spell.

“[Niflheim, the Frozen Land]”.

It felt as if the mood had changed in an instant, and the season had suddenly shifted, as the cold air filled the surroundings. The chilled air blew in from the ground, sending shivers down my spine. Before I knew it, transparent ice had formed at the feet of the withered ivy.

“Fu…sha…!”

She had completely immobilized them. It was unexpected. I had never thought it would be so easy to catch the withered ivy like this. They were unable to move, only making “fu-sha-fu-sha” noises. The ice was so hard that they couldn’t break free. It was proof that her magic power was quite high. Moreover, she had frozen only the magic beasts without involving the nobles behind them.

The trio were surprised by her power, and their mouths hung open in shock. They had said that magical talent was determined by bloodlines, but there were exceptions. Sometimes, children born into ordinary families with no magical background would turn out to be prodigies. I had learned this from Mulburry-san. I was probably one of those exceptions.

“Thank you, Mil. Leave the rest to me and step back. It’s a bit dangerous.”

“Huh, yes…?”

I had twenty, no, thirty seconds with this. That was enough. I just needed a little more room for error since I wasn’t used to using this magic. I pushed Mil back and stepped forward, taking aim at the center of the withered ivy with my right hand.

Then, I recited the incantation firmly, pulling it out of the back of my mind.

“I am the judge――The hammer of justice――I will punish the wicked.”

Everyone looked puzzled at the unfamiliar incantation. Sensing their confusion, I raised my voice to reveal the true nature of the magic.

“Gate to Hell, Hell’s Gate!”

In an instant, a jet-black magic circle spread out in the center of the withered ivy. I managed to cover only the four withered ivy without involving the trio behind me. Each of the withered ivy was enveloped in black mist within the range of the magic circle, and the surrounding scenery was dyed black in no time.

“Fusha!”

The flowery parts that the withered ivy had been moving around quickly began to wilt, as if decaying. The poison that they had been scattering around to resist had completely stopped.

Before they realized it, the withered ivy were unable to make any noise, and the surroundings had fallen into complete silence. The giant flower-shaped magical beasts had all perished, still trapped in ice.

“Alright, it’s over!”

The trio were speechless and dumbfounded as they watched all of the withered ivy fall in an instant. Meanwhile, Mil, who was behind me, seemed less surprised as she had seen a similar scene before. However, she seemed to be questioning something.

“S-Sachie-san, was that magic just now the same type as the one earlier? The incantation was a little different…”

“That’s right. The magic I just used is also a type of instant death magic called Hell’s Gate. Unlike Death Notice, it can cast instant death magic on many magical beasts at once.”

I had targeted a specific location, deployed a magic circle, and used instant death magic to lower the probability of the targets within the range of the magic circle surviving.

Like Death Notice, the success rate of Hell’s Gate depended on the user’s luck value. In other words, if someone with a luck value of 999 like me were to use it, the magic circle would definitely turn into instant death magic that kills anyone within it.

“Well, it’s not very practical because there’s a possibility of involving those around you. It’s also difficult to deploy the magic circle in the desired location, and it surprisingly consumes a lot of magical power,” I said.

“I see…”

Watching us converse so naturally, the nobles were left speechless.

Eventually, the shock was overcome by frustration, and the nobles glared at us through gritted teeth.

“What’s your deal?”

Their stubbornness was understandable given the overwhelming difference in power. They probably never expected to be saved so easily by the commoners they once looked down upon.

However, I reiterated the facts.

“You understand now, right? When fighting magical beasts, your status is just decoration. Saying ‘I’m a noble’ won’t make the magical beasts die on their own, and it won’t help you win a war against another country. All that matters is the power you can bring to the table right now. So, I think it’s best to stop evaluating your opponent based on their status alone.”

Silence fell upon the group, and I wondered what they were thinking.

Realizing that further preaching was pointless, I decided to do what we came here for and leave.

“Also, since we helped you out, please return the Death Flower Ivy embryo that you took from this girl. I hope you’re not going to start making excuses about being a noble at this point,” I added.

“Tch,” the blondie muttered while reaching into his pocket and tossing the embryo to us.

I caught it safely and handed it back to its rightful owner, Mil.

“Thank you very much,” she said gratefully.

Now that we had both embryos, all that was left was to bring them back and pass the exam successfully. We had also gotten our revenge on the noble group and retrieved the embryos, so we decided to leave promptly.

But before that, I approached one of the deceased Death Flower Ivy and took out a knife from my pocket. I gently scraped the flower and peered inside, muttering “My condolences” towards the deceased creatures.

Inside the fully bloomed Death Flower Ivy, there was no white spherical embryo, but instead, there were blackened seed-like objects.

“Well then, we’ll be going now. You better make the most of the remaining time. There’s still more than half of it left, so if you truly have talent in magic, you can find the Death Flower Ivy within that time,” I added sarcastically towards the group.

With that, Mila and I left the area.