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Duel in a Sword & Magic World: Girls Spirit Duelist

Chapter 115: DSMW [115]

Author: RedZTL
updatedAt: 2025-08-25

Since arriving in this world, Irena had become the third girl whose body Miles had entered.

They say once is unfamiliar, twice is routine—by the third time, Miles was almost used to it.

A girl's body? Just a little softer, a little lighter, a bit more fragrant.

And as for the chest size, none of the three girls who'd hosted Miles had much difference in that area. Certainly not on the level of top-tier figures like Nia—not even close to Kaima Seth, who stood right in front of him.

'...What am I thinking? Women's bodies, women's thoughts... this is dangerous.'

Every time he entered a new host, strange thoughts would pop into Miles' mind. It wasn't intentional… more like a primal reflex.

"Are you alright now, Irena?" Kaima asked, visibly concerned.

Though she didn't understand what Aisha had done with the Millennium Puzzle, seeing Irena awake calmed her a little.

Kaima Seth—cold on the outside, warm on the inside.

She didn't know the one awake wasn't Irena, but Miles.

Aisha kept quiet, gently asking, "Senpai, do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

Not even the school medic or Grand Magus Fiona had figured out why Irena was unconscious. Now it was up to Miles, controlling her from the inside, to find the cause.

"Discomfort, huh..."

Miles softly closed Irena's light-blue eyes and focused.

"Hey! Hey, hey!"

Though instead of finding anything wrong, he heard Irena chattering in his mind.

"Hello, testing. This is Irena. Can you hear me, Miles? Over."

"I hear you. No need to do the whole radio voice."

"That's convenient. So, Miles, what do you think of my body?"

"...Huh?"

First time a girl had asked him that after a Soul Exchange.

Aisha and Irene had both reacted with the expected embarrassment.

But Irena? Her first question was "How's my body?"

Classic Irena… What was he supposed to say to that?

"It's great. Much softer than it looks. Definitely qualifies as a beautiful girl."

Girls like compliments, right?

"..."

"Why the silence? Was that not good enough?"

"Miles, I meant: do you feel anything wrong or unusual in my body. That kind of 'how is it'! What kind of nonsense are you spouting?! Is this how you talk to Aisha all the time?!"

…Awkward. Total misunderstanding.

This wasn't like him... Was he being influenced by Irena's body? Is debauchery contagious?

Still, priorities first. Regaining his composure, Miles focused again.

As a magician, Irena's heightened bodily awareness let him scan down to each inch of skin.

And... nothing. No abnormalities—Just as the medic and Fiona had concluded, Irena's body was perfectly healthy. To confirm it, Miles even got out of bed, walked a few steps, and jumped a few times—leaving Kaima totally baffled.

Healthy. Very healthy, even.

Which meant the cause wasn't physical—it had to be spiritual.

That said, Duelists' souls weren't so easily tampered with.

Stronger than a normal person's, a Duelist's soul could only be harmed by Millennium Items through a Shadow Game.

"Irena, think carefully. Have you lost a Duel recently?"

"Nope. I'd definitely remember losing. Unless... does a dream count?"

"You mean the Duel in your dream? The one with Hamon?"

"You knew?! You heard that, too?! Peeping perv! I only told Aisha!"

"Hamon... Hamon..."

The familiar name echoed again. This time, Miles didn't brush it off—he dug deep.

"Irena, Hamon's full name… Is it Hamon, Lord of Striking Thunder?!"

"That's it! How did you know?!"

Even though the dream was hazy, Miles' reminder jolted her memory.

"Yes! That was the name! It was a really powerful monster."

With Hamon's identity recalled, the Duel from her dream began playing in Irena's mind like a film in reverse.

"I remember now! My opponent in that dream Duel... it was Luca Slint wearing the Millennium Ring! Why didn't I remember before? It was like I had amnesia."

"Luca Slint. So it really was her."

With this critical testimony, the rest was simple.

Find Luca, beat the truth out of her.

Even if it happened in a dream, it was definitely a Shadow Game, and through that Duel, Luca must've taken something from Irena—causing her Spirit Eyes to go dark.

"Time to go, Aisha!"

With a confirmed target, Miles called to Aisha and marched Irena's body out of the dorm.

Before leaving, as if muscle memory kicked in, he smoothly grabbed Irena's signature black robe from the wall and donned her witch's hat.

But the moment he stepped outside—

Ding-ling—!

The sound was unmistakable. Clearer than any hallucination before. The chime of the Millennium Ring echoed directly in his ears, guiding him—it seemed the Millennium Ring knew it had been exposed.

Instead of running, it chose to confront Miles head-on.

'So you've got guts, huh? After all that, you're not hiding but challenging me directly? Fine, Millennium Ring!'

Millennium Item holders were fated to be drawn to each other.

A battle they could never escape.

"It's time. Let's settle this. And as we end this long Duel—count your sins."

Pulling Irena's wide-brimmed witch hat down tight, Miles and Irena marched forward to the battlefield, led by the sound of the wind-chime's call.

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