The first round of the final tournament ended. Will these eight be four next? Steed, you and Eileen seem to be winning. I'd like to play the final with you, Steed, if I may.
"We will play the Final Tournament II! The first player in the first game was Steed de Mayor! Border Frantier is from Kutanutsu! I'm from that hell of a kuttanut! Even toddlers hunt demons, and bandits kill them all as soon as they find them! Even the inflexible adventurer dies lightly. Born and raised in such a land, Steed is thirteen! Seating at the Cavalier School in the French Capital is second place! Sounds like you don't like magic and seating.
The second person against is Eileen de Eichavre! Many of you have been pinned by this name! Yes! Your daughter, Dear Velvetta de Ichabre, who is giving a description! It's not my niece! I chased Master Velvetta's back ten years earlier than I was when I was young! Even if you still can't see your back! Unrelaxed effort is doubled! The spear of the breaking pole stream roars! The second seat at the magic school in the French capital! Oddly enough, there's a confrontation between the two of us, between the ages of thirteen!
Now are you ready!?
Both sides!
"Begin!"
'You haven't made a move. Come on. How do you see this confrontation, Master Velvetta in the commentary?
"Steed also faces a frantic, pole-breaking dojo, and seems to be proficient in spears. I guess we can't move in a detour because we know all about each other's hands.
Eileen's weapon is a spear, it's the usual one-letter spear to look at, but the atmosphere is different. Is it a business?
Steed, your weapon is a sword, is that a long sword that my uncle definitely bought me?
"Ahhh! Eileen was the first to move! He's stubbornly aiming at his feet from a distant moment! Steed can't get any closer on the defensive side!
"Eileen is a good match for Steed in power. So we're fighting in time and speed.
I thought I'd stick it like this, Steed. The spear was stuck at your feet. When the hell!?
"Ho ho, is that..."
'Do you know, Master Velvetta!?
"Infinite stream, the eye of watching. Simply put, I'm just out of line. He sees swords and spears stopped when he's a master.
"I mean, Steed said he had lightly cut through that spear onslaught, stepped on it and sealed it.
Wow...... that's Mr. Steed. You could have severed your leg if you did it poorly.
Irene, you don't even try to let go of the spear in the wild. Which one of us is right here?
Steed, you're stepping on a spear. Half a spin with your right foot on the axis, your left foot forward and stepping on the spear hard. He also stuffs in time while dealing damage to the spear. Now I try to step on it with my right foot, but Irene releases the spear at the right time. The barefoot Steed thought you'd step on it, dashing as if nothing had happened. I hit Irene with every body. Eileen is overshadowed by her predictions and her reaction is delayed for a moment, and she rolls about right around your body, Steed.
Steed, you're going to be slashed by Eileen, who stays on the chase and falls. That's unforgiving. Irene surrendered with her sword stuck to her neck as it was.
I heard you got stronger, but you're stronger than that Steed... you're not gonna win like that... but you're not gonna expose yourself to anything...
"Decision-making! The quiet rise flipped and onslaught, and settled in no time! Come on Master Velvetta, how was it!?
'I'm quite surprised. I know Irene's skill, so I thought it would be more of a fight to lose. From the front, it also highlighted Steed's excellence in deciding to compete without letting Eileen demonstrate her strengths. All I can say is brilliant.
'Thank you! Looks like Kutanutsu's player is still strong! We will now move on to the second match.'
"Mr. Steed! You were brilliant! I didn't see that spear move!
"It just so happens. I can't think of any other way.
Is that why?
"Steed, it was brilliant. Complete defeat."
"Mr. Eileen, that was a good battle.
Oh, I'm shaking hands. No side after the battle. It's youth.
"We'll start the second game of World War II! The first is Igraias Palzer! It's the advent of endless young aces! A secret child of dojo owner Raymond Limezy, he was also instructed this summer by the swordsmen! Five years at the Knights School, where attendance at Kingsguard College is prominent even though it is a civilian, chief of course. No, no, no!
The second is Marcel de Aggiani! Young brilliant man in charge of the next generation of the Ajani family! I also exalt my ambition to believe in my old away cousin, Master Leopoldon, who is still a childless Tannat deputy, and to succeed him! Five years of aristocratic school, and this one's still chief. Ah!
Both sides!
"Begin!"
The battle was a battle. The difference in equipment is cloud mud. Russian Marcel is in his favor. But the balance did not collapse in the middle because of the considerable difference in strength.
It was Igraias who ran out of stamina first. This also seems to be a difference in equipment. The description says Marcel's leather armor has a restorative effect. You think it's pretty unruly critical? He's not using magic, so it's not against the rules. In the end, the battle remained unclosed and Marcel won.
After all, the difference in equipment seems to be enormous.
Well, it's my turn next.