Black Summoner

- Spirit Song Pavilion/Tavern

The rapidly set up dueling ground heats up even more around adventurers. He was either being pushed by drunkenness or showing unusual exuberance about the effects of the festival.

"Heh, you even have this kind of offering today. Gerrard's husband and Sella do it, too. So, who's that guy?

"Kah! Good luck, Sister Selah!"

"You, what's all this fuss about? Yeah?"

"K, Claire!? No, this is what happened..."

"Hey, Beast Man's Grandma! You've got ten seconds!

Sometimes most of the adventurers gathered in the tavern are inside, and most of them support Serra. Well, the cause of the blackmail was confusing, so I would have had similar results.

"Ha, you can say whatever you want. I don't even laugh at ten seconds"

"That's the first time you've had an opinion. Three seconds is enough."

"" "Ooh!

The venue boils up again when Serra puts up three fingers. To that provocation Nagua's blue muscles were all swollen to rupture.

"... you hadn't introduced yourself yet, woman. My name is Nagua. You know what I mean when I say" Wesen "Nagua? Oh?"

Some adventurers flaunt Nagua's words.

"Speaking of 'Wesen', 'Ice Princess' and this mercenary!

"Even that gown is famous for its ferocity?

"Wait. I heard you were beaten by a swordsman last year."

Apparently not many people know Nagua. Is Sylvia the last person on the intel?

"I don't know. Who is it?

"CH! This is why the ignorant woman... Enough, let's just get started"

"Yeah. Lion, give me a signal, please"

"Ugh, yeah......"

Lion looks at me anxiously.

"Lyon, you'll be fine, so trust Sella. I'm not going to bother us."

Unless there's booze in it.

"Wait, Nagua"

Silvia called out to Nagua when the battle was about to begin.

"You should stop it. You can't beat her in Nagua."

"Ha, I'm so lucky to hear Sylvia's joke today! Don't worry about it. Such a woman, take her down fast and eat."

"Uh, no kidding..."

Just get back on the wall.

Hands firmly on Nagua, Sylvia reluctantly returns to where she was. To see her comforted by a red-haired girl as a shun, she may be surprisingly mentally weak.

(Sylvia, I know. You cared about that woman and played like that, didn't you? But I can't pull it off after they've told me so far)

Besides, he was making a huge mistake.

"You kept me waiting. Let's do it."

Nagua lowers her posture and stands at the foreground. The figure was like a hunter hunting for his prey. Serra, by contrast, pierces the immobility as Jen royalty. There's no sign of taking the stand.

(Ahem? Are you motivated, this guy?

"Well, here we go."

Lion waves up his hand. The gaze of those gathered in the liquor store gathered in their little hands, and a temporary silence came. Everyone is watching over their spits. Rion's arm now swung down as he was wrapped in tension.

Nagua strikes forward with a low posture. The movement is as supple as a beast, instantly reaching an unnoticed speed. It could be described as an astonishing acceleration.

"Come on, have fun. Uh-huh!

- Three seconds.

What appeared in front of Nagua like that was Serra, who hadn't even taken a stand until earlier. Would Nagua have been able to recognize Serra? In the next moment, Serra busts me and sucks me beautifully into the swing door of the Spirit Song Pavilion that leads me outside. Zuzaza and the violently rolling sound continued for a while, and the tavern was solemn until it was over.

"Oh, you're on the table after all."

Serra returns to her royal position.

"Na, naguar!

Ariel, an elf woman, ran outside screaming. With Sylvia's advice, could she have imagined this ending? The adventurers return to me using that cry as a frontier.

"Oh, come on. You, you see what happened?

"No, Serra suddenly showed up in front of 'Wesen', only enough to do something..."

"I saw it! Even though Sister Sella's fist was capturing the man's face!

The adventurers who turned into spectators don't seem to understand what happened. Most of them are ranked around D, if you can recognize the last (...) blow that blew Nagua.

"Emma, Kokudri, did you see that?

"Three attacks in all, no. Was it four? It's the realm of whether you can see through it or not. One on one won't beat her."

"... I'm surprised. I can't believe I accurately captured Nagua's jaw accelerating from that defenseless state."

Sylvia and Dwarf's cocksucker, red-haired Emma, seem to understand a lot of what happened. I wouldn't dare use the appraisal eye because of the fun of the day, but these three are likely to do better than Nagua and Ariel.

Once the details of the matter were revealed, Serra carried out four attacks over a period of three seconds.

While Nagua approaches at high speed, Serra enters her nostalgia in one step and gently releases her first shot jab into Nagua's jaw. Even if I say it lightly, it's a blow to Serra, who aimed at him with a pinpoint. I don't want to take it. Nagua's brain is shaken tremendously and he loses consciousness at this point.

I guess it's the end of the game on your knees as it should be, but Selah wouldn't let that happen. Now he punched an uppercut into Nagua trying to fall, only slightly, but he danced the universe. He's busy sinking and floating, too.

Then I decided on the left body slightly floating, and said it was off the spot with a straight right face on the last. in the earliest sandback state. Still, Serra was helping me out. Nagua wouldn't have retained its original shape, whether it was bare hands if Serra really punched in. He's seriously ill, but he shouldn't be dead. Ask your people to recover later.

"You're a long way from saying your buddy's been hit. Don't you have to chase me like that elf?

"Eh, he seems to have helped me, and I think he's gonna be fine"

"What makes you think that?

Selah, of course, the Lions have my 'cover' on them. I can also prevent S-grade appraisal eyes, so I shouldn't be able to see the status.

"... somehow?

Oh, is this guy the same sensationalist as Serra?

"Stay in Kerr, this guy looks critical. It's okay. Right now, my buddy elf guy is about to recover magic. I've broken a few teeth or something... '

I get a call from Lion about cheap or not.

"Copy that. I'll leave you to that elf and come back."

"Yes."

I guess this makes me feel safe over there. Now it's this way.

"Sylvia says this, and I guess, it's really okay. I think it would be a good drug for Nagua as well. So, what is it about the inconvenience we've caused you... er..."

Emma's words clog. Well, I know how you feel. Her party, headed by Sylvia, an S-class adventurer, sold her fights to an understated opponent who had no idea who she was, and she lost even more. Many adventurers are also witnesses who have witnessed the occasion. From a standpoint, it is a situation involving Sylvia's tickets. Perhaps I don't want it to be taboo, but I don't know what to do and I'm confused. Well, even for me, I don't want to take care of this.

"Right...... Gerrard"

"Mm?"

Send a message to Gerrard, who refreshes Luca, who sleeps easily on her knees. Your dictation I showed you in the elf, I hate to remind you, but show it here.

"Um, I understand."

Just back at the tavern, I give Lion the luca and walk to the center of the tavern where Gerard was a duel. It's a wooden stand to hold on the side. Gerrard, who had finished installing his stand, went up there in large measure and coughed up one.

"Everyone, how was this spectacle by Serra and Wesen!? It would have been quite powerful to say that it had been made to do it from the beginning!

Gerard's mouth continues. What I instructed Gerrard earlier was to make the duel a complete eight hundred show. If there's something you can't hide, you just have to change that fundamental perception.

"Hey, what no! That was an act!?

"It was fast enough not to see movement. You can't be an S-class adventurer..."

"Look, Claire, I knew it was Kelvin's bid... so it's time to give me a break..."

"Alama. It was a feast, wasn't it? I was totally fooled!

Because that was a real demonstration. But I have to pay Mr. Claire for the table. I crushed it. But even if I return it, including the nuisance fee, Mr. Claire won't accept it... ok, I'll color it and give it to you all together! Including the cost of Mr. Wold's treatment!

"I'm sorry I fooled you! I don't know what to say, but I'll pay for today. There's an important promotion ceremony tomorrow, and a mock game. Everybody, don't drink and cheer up today!

"" "Whoa!

Best of the day. Everyone is happy with free booze. And I just drank it. Mr. Claire's nose moisturizes too. Naturally I can also give you the price. Whoa, this one's solved!

"Oh, uh, why are you so far? Even if you do this, it will benefit you..."

"Then could you do me one favor?

―――

Emma and Kokudri said, "Again! Be vigilant like." No, I don't want you to worry, I'm not going to say anything difficult. That's a healthy favor.

"Sylvia. Tomorrow's mock game, fight me for real"

"Seriously?

"Oh, that's all I'm asking."

"… how does that relate to you?

"That's - oh, bad. Mine's back. Ask the adventurers around and you'll see. Bye."

"Hey, hey!

Serra came back from a dueling ground that was monopolized by Gerard. The redness of the eyes is slightly faded, but the eyes are slightly teary. This is the biggest problem for me. I said what I said. We can't afford Sylvia and the others anymore.