Different Worlds Finance - The Thing That If a Cass Teacher Who Doesn't Want To Work Starts Lending Gold In Different Worlds, He's Gonna Be Unique

Participants gathered on the ground on the martial stage inside the Coliseum, baseball field to speak. There are three hundred people, and the audience is full. There's a voice there.

'Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Koshi Kids' Martial Arts Association today. I am Marianne, who will be in charge of today's events and progress. It is usually the reception of the guild, the black lily of the self-proclaimed territorial capital. I would now like to greet the organizer, Damien de Frantier.

It must be some kind of magic prop. I don't see him, but his voice sounds colloquial. She must be a beautiful woman from her voice.

"Bastards, you've come a long way. What you guys want is money? Is that a woman, or both? There are five thousand inhabitants gathered here. You're free to expose yourselves to greed and show them where they beat you in style. Go win while you talk to the rest of your life! I expect an interesting battle.

No applause will happen. Is this guy still not popular?

'Next, I greet you from Dear Alexandrine de Alexandre.

Alec's name just came up and there's already cheering.

'Good morning, everyone. It is Alexandrine de Alexandre. I took pleasure in receiving your request to be a prize this time over Master Damien, but I would like to say something. I like strong men. But I don't like any kind of man who uses any hand to win, to do whatever it takes to win. Win so no one can complain with your strength. Though I know there are some battles where there is too much difference in strength to know what you did from the side. I look forward to your struggle.

Oh, yeah, yeah. I currently have a pair of accommodation vouchers for the finest rooms in the pavilion on the border. It depends on the winner and how you win if you are going to use this.

Applause! Isn't that too popular!?

That was a good greeting, though. But I don't see him at all! Is Operation Miniska a a failure...

"The draw of the first round is already over, so you can return to the modem except for those who were called.

The martial arts stage is divided into four parts in all.

If I let my opponent out of the circle, I guess I could have prepared a lot more because it's a win, but given the spectacular aspect, I guess not either.

The first game begins, sequentially until the fourth. If you think so, the first game is over already. I don't even have to go back to the barn... let's wait and see here.

Like flow work, the game goes on and the first round is over. I won, of course. The winner pulls the numbers from the box and descends the martial arts stage. Is this the next draw?

Steed, I'm sure you and Irene won, too. I haven't seen it.

'I'll let you all know. All matches in the first round have just ended. Thirty minutes from this will be betting time. You can bet again in anticipation of the winner. If you bet on a player who lost the first round, you are saddened. Bet again. Please check the magnification at the site. Note that you can also bet on each match from Game Two. Please be excited to bet.

Can I bet? I want to go bet on myself but I'm not going to make it...

That's right! Let Merlin bet!

Where are you! Where are you!?

Fifteen more minutes...

It quickly ran out of time and I just waited for my turn. I couldn't bet in the end.

"We will begin the first game of World War II. Narkissos vs. Maseno. Then close the bet. Both sides! Start!

It just seemed like we were bumping into each other with no strategy or anything. Water polo and water polo collided and Narkissos pushed it off. I made it light. This is how the first battle was settled. Then I'll go with this for a while.

World War II is over. It was still an easy win. I wonder if there are hundreds of them left. How many more fights do we have?

"All matches of World War II are over. Bet time and lunch break will be provided here. This will be your last chance to anticipate the winner. Please don't forget to bet.

They will repeat similar matches from the afternoon until there are eighty players left at present and twenty left.

Well, noon. What shall we eat? Let's still go to the stall. Steed, where are you guys?