Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

Then the first battle between me, Azerea and Elvis went on.

My opponents have been wary of the speed I showed in my strength tests and have launched saturation attacks.

But I guess you still hadn't grasped the whole story of my spiritual art, until you deactivated the attack by mass erasure.

Punch through the attack and pack your time at once, blowing your opponent up to the audience to win.

But maybe a good person noticed that my spirituality was [nesting penetration].

The real deal starts in the next game......

Azerea first became a painful development.

Her spiritual firepower is something anyone would know if they watched the strength test.

So the opponent chose to be thorough in the melee.

With all that firepower, if you release it nearby inadvertently, you take damage to yourself.

Like that guy who was blowing his hands and feet off to so much power.

Azerea tried repeatedly to keep her opponent away from the tow, but she had previewed it over there and would send it well to pack the distance.

At the end of the day, Azelea, who hated being brought into the melee, unleashed a half-suicide like attack and succeeded in elementing only his opponent.

But if this wasn't in the kill void junction, I wouldn't be relieved to think about it.

I'm sure Azerea would have covered her entire body with burns.

After a while, you could end up dead.

White star if you look at it as a rank battle, but as a battle, it could never be called a complete victory......

And Elvis.

"For a moment!! I didn't even have time to pinch the reality!!" Genius Prince "thing Elvis-Kunz Windsor Level 2!! I wore a mysterious crater on the floor as well as when I tested my strength and decorated my first battle with white stars!!

In the fighting arena, once again, a crater.

It seems that the thousands of fierce Kaiyama players battling the second-degree league are still unable to grasp the identity of Elvis' crater attack.

That said, the next opponent, for a moment, endured.

Stand up in the middle of the crater, trying to hold your ears...

Shortly afterwards, he broke his knee and snapped.

Either way, it doesn't make a difference that it's an overwhelming victory......

"If you can't figure out who that attack is, I'm going to be finished in a flash, too."

"Right. Anyone else want to shelf it first, check Elvis first?

"Let's do that. We've got enough data on the other second-degree students, right?

"Yeah. I think you'll get it via 'Friends'"

When we refer to 'friends' in intelligence, we refer, in short, to information networks.

Phil says the intelligence department says the results cited by his intelligence activities will remain directly linked to the grades.

Combined combat students raise their ranks, or earn money by buying or selling information, whatever their form.

As a means of doing so, I also use the information I get for trading, so as a result, things like exchanging ciphers in chatter while making it look like just a friendly group around the corner are normalized…

So friends = information networks.

That sounds more uncomfortable than a combat department.

"Whatever my spiritual art is [nesting penetration], you can also use the information to trade. All the second-degree guys want it."

"Are you sure?

"It spreads on its own even if it's left alone. It's almost worthless information anymore."

"Still, I need some solid information to back it up...... right! Rikai. I'll feed it and try to pull it out as much as I can!

I'm more reliable, and so is Phil.

I'm too reliant on you, considering you're only nine.

That's the chief of intelligence this semester.

Well, I don't have to be scared.

Me and Phil discuss this in a way that confuses the mess around us as we leave the arena.

"The problem is more Elvis than that. If you don't figure out who that spiritual art is before you hit it with him, it's not very good, but there's no chance."

"There's not a lot of information on the" Pimont of the Noise to Watch. "When I think I finally found it, it feels like a fairy tale."

"Are you saying it's obnoxious?

"I don't know. First of all, there's no such thing as" Pimont. "That's why all the magicians are roosts."

Hmmm......

I hear that there are several pillars of the Spirit that there is no Spirit, that only the Book Spirit exists.

For example, sequence number one (Baal), called the strongest Spirit.

For example, the only sequence in Ringism that is disliked as the 'Abominable Spirit' is 32nd place (Asmodeus).

And the ninth place in the sequence (Pimont)......

"Well, I don't know why, but Pimont only lives in the royal family. Give me the power to be king."

"'The Power to Be a King'?

"I think it's probably about spirituality. His name is [The King of Conflict]"

[The King of Conflict].............

Conflict - that is, the power to rule a place called battle, like a king?

I mean, spiritual art that specializes in combat?

"... something's not clear"

"Right?

Anyway, it means there are too few precedents to come up with clear material.

"Then we'll have to find out in the field..."

"Hey."

Me and Phil looked behind us.

Elvis fought until just now, and the marks were engraved, give me a fighting field.

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After the night, me and Phil visited the fighting ground again.

The purpose is the crater Elvis wore on the floor.

If we can examine that one and figure out exactly what physical phenomena are working, we will be significantly closer to who the spiritual arts are.

"Hmm... I see..."

Phil was talking to bats.

Bats are echo-located - capable of emitting ultrasound and grasping the surrounding conditions by their reflections.

With a fairly wide range of perceptions and speeds, Phil was one of the animals he preferred to use for intelligence because he was free to fly through the sky.

"The guards inside, they're all asleep."

"What is that, neglect of duty?

"No, I'm not."

... Oh well.

I understand.

So you have a client.

"Ma, they're going to fix it tomorrow... Are we all the same to think it's only tonight?"

"Maybe five pairs?

"Hurry."

"Yeah."

We snuck into the arena from a path we'd followed while the sun was up.

If we run, we'll have footsteps, so we'll hold hands, float and move.

In the foreground, as in the case of the bandit Ajito, the animal in the role of an enemy.

Here again, the bat's ability was very helpful.

It's dark, so you can't fight the exact enemy without using it in an echo location.

I have little to worry about the guards finding me.

The problem is that the other students are infiltrated.

It's the same for all who crave a little bit of Elvis' information and are trying to be softly monopolistic.

Worst of all, it is also conceivable that the battle begins the moment it is encountered.

Within the College, it cannot be killed by the junction, but it can be taken prisoner.

... Is there such a battle going on in this college on a daily basis?

Awesome and scary to think about again.

Fortunately, without encountering anyone, I even came near the playing field where Elvis fought.

I don't want others to see me flying, so I release the surgery and go down to the floor.

"... there seems to be only one inside"

"Just one? What about the other guys that were in there first?

"Mr. Bat said he wasn't within the range of feeling. Where have you been?

There seems to be only one human being on the playing field right now.

Approximately five groups, there must have been some people who came to check this place out first...

"... How good is one of them? Older?"

"Er... as small as we are, rather,"

"Right.... All right, let's go in. If you're a fellow student, you're not gonna let the two of us get into battle."

If you're older, you could lose for two, but if you're not, you don't have to worry.

We walk into the game.

At the centre of the circular playing field was a single figure.

"- Hey. I knew it. I thought you were coming."

Moonlight shines through the slices of the clouds, illuminating the shadows.

It was the face I saw that appeared in the moonlight.

"Ruby......"

"Whoa, that's Ruby. Have you fallen in love?

Mmm, and Phil swells his cheeks.

Because I'm not in love.

I talked to Ruby as he slapped Phil on the shoulder with a bump and a forgiveness.

"Is that enough?

"What?

I thought you were still depressed.

"Looks like you're worried about Kyoshk. As you can see, it's back."

You're a fast recovering guy. You look really resurrected.

"Then I'd like to ask Ruby, the resurrected immortal."

"Forgive me for the cool of those two names. What?"

"What are you doing here?

Asking him straight in, Ruby laughed.

With garlic.

"Business."

At a flurry of pace, she declared so.

"(... ji-kun, ji-kun. It's crazy)"

"(What?

"(bat says there's no crater on the floor)"

... Wasn't that a mistake?

It's dark and it doesn't look good, but, sure, the floor on the game field was a beautiful one.

Nowhere, such as the crater Elvis wore in the evening.

"What are you looking for?

Ruby said at a standstill.

I knew it was this guy.

This is the guy who hid the traces of Elvis' spirituality by some means - no, he's a nine-eighty-nine spiritualist, isn't he?

From the game with Gawayne, I thought Ruby's spirituality was something that made his appearance transparent.

But that perception still seemed sweet...

"Ever since I lost to Gawain, I've thought about it."

Ruby tells him to mock himself.

"My cause of defeat is my failure to prepare. What I didn't try to know. Then how do I rewind it? … the answer is this."

Tell me...

Ruby walked out on the spot.

"Come on, it's a deal. Let's see each other's feet.

- Anyway, we have the tallest chunks of gold that everyone wants us to drain. "