The final selection of the brave began.
The voice of a man using a loud magic item echoes throughout the Colosseum.
"Come on, ladies and gentlemen! Don't wait [brave man] has decided the time to do it ah!!
The venue boils up in its voice.
Moreover the voice of the man of the procession was echoed from the outside, and of those who would be in the outer perimeter.
"This Colosseum is currently being sent live in seven countries -!!
and came in from a polite explanation.
Then I said it in talks that never tired me of talking about the brave men, or the name of the brave men's association I cooperated with, and it finally started.
A man in progress calls the name of a brave candidate.
With that comes more and more people with young and old auras in the venue. Gradually, the audience's cheering also becomes feverish.
"- And the next fierce man. Ha! Be the first prince of the kingdom of Steelbeats, assassins from the Adventurer Guild gathered by the formidable fiends! Weeg Steilbeets!! '
A man says Weeg's name aloud.
Weeg, called, raised his hand and responded. Apparently, he looks confident.... but somewhere shady on my face.
He should have had more shiny eyes, but now he has eyes like he touched the darkness of the world.
What has happened to him in these few days?
Now, please wait for us! The leader of the elite unit of the Wayla Empire, the 0th Army, which boasts the strongest military power of the powerful kingdom in tradition and format! Slaughtering numerous armies alone! We eliminated the demons who did everything we could for the atrocities! Legendary class man wow!!! Basina Eilachu!! '
With the cheer of his ears just ripped open, a man who looks good and is dressed enters.
All of the brave candidates are indisputably strong, and not one is weak. Especially one of them. It was unusually noticeable.
Is it in the late thirties?
He's carrying a big sword on his back, a man with green hair. Though I don't feel that the inert beard stands out in the gap with the military uniform that seems to be highly formatted.
But apart from being noticeable now. The audience's gaze was gathered lower.
There is blood on his white based, seemingly high-formatted military garments. That was still dripping over my clothes.
But I'm not injured. Returning blood. Nor is that a person from the concentration of blood or the remaining magic. A superior species of demons.
"... that, what?
Queena asked me in surprise.
"You said earlier that the Brave Men's Association guy could help you tie up the dragon, right?
"No way."
"Oh. Besides, he kept it down by himself."
Then I know because I was developing detective magic just in case.
There was only one man defeating a dragon with a fairly high magic power. That, too, is probably a trick to reduce the bleeding.
One of those fierce men will have his head on top.
"Bassina Eirac... sounds like a rumor to me"
"You know what?
"Yeah, a soldier from the Wayla Empire. I heard you got close to Louina."
"Wow. On the street."
The clothes of a man called Bassina were similar to those of them beside Ruina. The only difference is the color. The bassina is white and the others are black.
Maybe he's a leader because bassina would be better up there in strength.
"Is he strong from Jeed's point of view?
"Oh. If you go to a certain level, you can't see the bottom, but the bassina is at that level."
The amount of magic. Magic Degree. Personal appearance. Eyes. Mouth. Nose. All you have to do is look. The anticipation of how much experience you've had.
I'm going to mix it up around there and see how powerful it is.
But some of them don't get the whole picture.
That's the bassina.
"Hmm...... and me, by the way?
"…………… invisible"
"What, during that time. What about the truth?"
"I can't see, I don't... but I'm being honest"
When I say it, you look as grumpy as you'd expect.
I guess I compared myself to Bassina. Bassina and herself, near the Empress. As the shortest path to be recognized.
"I'll say it for once. 'I don't see it'. If it had been one more step different, it wouldn't have been. You're strong enough, too. Plus I have taste. There's also a difference in age between the bassina."
I'll make it up to you just in case.
I don't have detailed figures. Queena and I were together a lot, so we know better.
"Don't worry about it. It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
As Queena said, she smiled just a little nickel.
... just, well.
Bassina is stronger than Queena, even minus that we've been together a lot. There is a difference until it is clear.
It would be about the same as the proximity of the black clothes, but the bassina can also be said to be distinct.
The audience's cheering still doesn't stop either, as if to prove it.
'Come on, ladies and gentlemen! Let's move on to the final selection! Just one event with no foreshadows! - Come on out!!
When the man in progress raises his hand, the pre-arranged sorcery ceremony unfolds. Tons of smoke and a light that barely passes between.
It's a performance that looks like a man using magic.
"Gwow!!
A roar so huge that it splits my ear.
The venue is filled with fright and tension.
Big tails like columns scatter smoke all the time as being out of the way. - It was the Black Dragon in one piece that showed up.
A gigantic body that far surpasses the summoning formations deployed in the center. Bright black scales. A vast amount of magic that just spills out of the body.
I don't know what kind of race Wang Long is, but I guess he's the king race of dragons by name. It's the same strength.
But I'm obviously on guard for one person. Bassina.
"Oops! It was the Dragon who responded from the summons... it is also the King Dragon!! Dragon Wang is on guard for Bassina!!
It's a hell of a reality.
But that seems to be a hot development for the audience. I've been heating up since the beginning.
"I see."
I mouthed it from a cold point of view by Queena.
Oh.
Wang Long is injured by the way. It is obscured to an insignificant degree.
I can't seem to move my wings, either, and I can't seem to wing them.
Bassina has already weakened it.
Another obvious. I saw the end - thinking.
"" 'Gooooooooooooo!!
Dozens of dragon angers echoed from places still far away, but just enough to remember the illusion of being right beside them.