The indoors are dangerous, so we gathered at the place where we captured Mr. Geraldine today in the garden. The surroundings are illuminated by magical lights.

Participants were Dilk, Jend, Old, Potch and Nex. Weapons use their own specialty weapons. Dilk is a handed, simulated combat spear.

By the way, each specialty weapon is as follows:

Jend - Claw

Old dark vessel. As far as I know, knives, backhanded guys, circle moon knives, ropes.

Potch - Bow

Nex - Both Hand Axes

Mr. Geraldine of My Pace the Great asked Dirk what he would do with the rules of the contest.

"Want me to beat you?

"No, it's a hassle. If you beat me all together, you win. Loss of will or lack of combat is good to lose, right?

All the participants nodded. It's Dirk, trouble... I'll watch him shut up because he doesn't seem to be willing to lose at all.

"What if we both defeated Dilk at the same time?

Old confirms the rule to Dirk.

"Impossible, but why don't those two make a decision?

"Okay."

The rules look like they've been decided. The referee is Mr. Geraldine. Participants took a position surrounding the dilk and Mr. Geraldine signaled the start, making sure everyone nodded.

"Okay, here we go."

"L-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!!

Jend bestialized at the same time as the signal, emitting killing and roaring. It seems that the faint pouch slipped out of his hips frightened.

"Potch, disqualified!

"Heh, heh..."

The tear-eyed potch will be fine because Marie is recovering and comforting.

Dirk stunned Nex, who was frightened for a moment by an unexpected attack. Yeah. You were fast enough to catch up with your eyes, weren't you?

"The dilk is beautiful. That's unusual."

Curtis is also cold sweating about Dirk's killing.

"No, I don't think I can beat Dirk right now."

Neither do I. I've never felt this compelled, even during a game. The dilk now is the carnivore itself. There's no way I can fathom a human being.

Dirk doesn't just try to stop Jend from attacking him. Jend is strong, too, but not far from Dirk. Strength, skill and experience. Everything doesn't extend to Dirk, but Jend desperately strikes Dirk.

Old attacks from behind, but avoids and plays the dark vessel without even flirting. Dilk only sees Jend.

"... abstain"

Old went down and said so. It seems regrettable, but it also seems happy. You said you liked fighting strong opponents.

"I regret it, but I don't care how I scratch my feet right now. Store your strength and fight again."

Seeing how Dilk fought, I was remembering the words of the pet store manager that Lynn used to go to when she was alive.

'I don't like cats. That is a cruel creature. I'm going to prey on you. "

Dilk is a black leopard, but the same cat family. Can it not be assumed that the too bestiality of anger is activated?

Something's wrong with my battle in the first place. I choose my own husband. Even though I only choose Dirk for winning... I'm getting angry.

Looks like Dilk is finally willing to stab a run-down jend. One last blow. At that moment,

"Dilk's silly!!

With a creepy sound, my war maiden Harrison burst into dilk. That's right, the most powerful weapon. Harrison doesn't have that power. I disappeared in the dark phantom magic into a gap where Dilk was distracted by Jend, and came near and attacked with the sound and smell scattered with the magic of Hull. I scream even more.

"Not if you bully a little kid! Bullying, no! Absolutely!! This fight is pointless in the first place! I choose my own husband! I would never choose someone who ignores my will!! I hate dilk now!!

Where all the contenders were shombolized, Mr. Geraldine of King of My Pace proclaimed in high spirits.

"Winner, Rosalind!

Ladies and gentlemen, it is Pokhan. I mean, well, you let Dirk lose his temper.

"Jend, are you okay?

I'll put healing magic on Jend. Jend cried harder than he did to your mother without looking at me. Mr. Geraldine did his hand on my shoulder and said it in the face.

"I fought as a man, even though I was young, but I was treated like a non-eligible child who was helped by a woman I liked. Leave me alone."

Um... it's getting worse than Jend's crying earlier. You stabbed Todome with a natural heartbreak, didn't you? Mr. Loomia, I'm staring at you so much. Come scold me.

Sure, I was terrible too, but you're worse.

"Rosalind... I'm gonna chill my head"

Dirk walked away flirtatiously.

"I'll see."

Curtis follows Dirk.

"Please"

Curtis would be better qualified than I am now. I want to chill my head too.

This is how the sudden start of my battle closed with the result that I didn't know I was the winner.