Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

A Arena is the name of a Magic Facility set up in the Adventurer Alliance Training Ground.

It has the function that the body fights each other for the user.

minutes body, so even if it dies, it has no effect on the body.

While the body is fighting for minutes in the arena, there is no consciousness of the main body, and there is a characteristic that there is no difference from actually fighting each other.

There are also arenas in the larger city that use the arena as an entertainment facility, but here in Mailgrad the arena exists only as part of the training facility.

Convenient magic facilities, but high performance and large scale, necessitate advanced technology and enormous costs.

In addition, there are concepts in this world that I said are regional and dragon veins like the original world, and such topographical effects become more important in this world where something called magic can be clearly observed.

The terrain effect is more important than technology and cost to install a martial arts level demon facility, and the terrain effect factor is greater that only a training facility level martial arts field can be installed here in Mailgrad.

(Is it like Virtual Reality, a highly accurate virtual reality?

That's how Yaichi decided to interpret it when he heard the description of the arena.

Incidentally, the guild reception hours ended earlier, but are available at any time for 24 hours with respect to the training grounds, including the Arena.

In the case of an inherently Mailgrade-sized city, the reception is also open 24 hours a day, but this is a periphery and the only gate that leads outside is closed with sunset.

Demons increase their power at night, so that they keep their gates open at night to prevent demons who have increased their power from entering the city.

For this reason, since few people use the reception for reporting requests, etc. within about two hours of sunset, there is not much point in subsequent sales.

"Well, I guess I get it."

Yaichi has heard a description of the arena from Alana.

During that time, Yaichi received a mocking (bruised) gaze from the Graphs and the wild horses "countrymen who didn't even know the arena," but didn't particularly care.

"Confirmation, but taking things out of [storage] after minutes of physical activity"

"Unfortunately, I can't do that. The only thing you can bring in is what you're equipped with at the start."

"Guns, you think you can use them?

"I wonder if it's okay. Because even a demonic costume with rare abilities can reproduce that ability perfectly."

"... not a weapon in this world, huh?

"Hmm, you're not sure when they say that..."

"So, what's the weapon to put in place before we start?

"That's not a problem. 'Cause it starts with a signal from' Stand by 'and' Begin '. It has specifications that can't be accidental."

"... All right, then I guess we'll have to negotiate"

Yaichi removed the heavy machine gun from [infinite storage].

Unlike objective rifles that use the same bullet, heavy machine guns are not in portable shape and are fixed and used.

The use of heavy machine guns in interpersonal combat, which can also be described as weapons of annihilation for military use, is not a sane shakedown.

However, this time I decided to stand up and use the tripod because it means I can pre-set it one-on-one.

"Um, how far can I go?

"I told you, by the time I'm done with my skin,"

"Ok"

After an explanation from Alana and a light meeting, Yaichi walked over to Graf.

"Are we done talking?

"Yeah, well. So, here's a suggestion."

"You're not gonna tell me to give you a break, are you?

When Graf says so, a laugh similar to ridicule boils down from among wild horses.

"Because you don't have to worry, you won't die as long as you fight in the arena. Well, I might be anxious for a country guy who's never used it."

"Uh, because that's not what it is. As you can see, my weapon is special. I don't know if I can reproduce it in the arena."

"Well, then you can try it in advance, right?

"I'm not going to expose my hands"

"What. Are you telling me you're gonna stop because you can't use your weapon?

"That's fine if you'll give me a break... because it doesn't seem like it's going to work either"

"It would be obvious. If you run here, you lose. That would also scratch Alana's name."

"Uh, yes, yes. Because that's fine. So, here's a suggestion, why don't we make it two fights?

"Two fights?

"So. the first fight is in the arena, shall we do it in real life next?"

Surrounded by the words.

"... are you insane?

"You can't lose without using your weapon, and that's the end of it."

"... what if something happens? If I die, what's it gonna be?

What comes to Graf's face is a suspicion of Yangichi's sanity and a slight fright.

"Well, urban people can't compete seriously without a guarantee of life."

"Nah..."

"I can't help it if that's the case. Well, I'm not complaining if I can't use my weapon. There's nothing to lose."

"Wait!!

"Hmm?"

"Fine...... Let's take those two fights."

"Ooh!!

Cheering among wild horses.

The member of the red flash also nodded proudly or applauded, but only Meryl the sorcerer gave an angry look and drew his hand rather than rushing to Graf's.

Against Graf, who looked back, Meryl shook her head with a serious look to encourage her to flirt, but Graf laughed with her nose and waved Meryl's hand away.

The other members looked at it with a frightened look.

After sitting in a place called the preparatory seat for a while, Yangichi's consciousness was interrupted.

And when I realized, I was standing inside the arena.

(It's high-tech...)

and impress me as I check each part of my body.

Heavy machine guns also seem to be a perfect reproduction from what I've seen.

"What do you say? It would be perfectly reproduced, wouldn't it?

"For once."

"Shall we begin?"

"Stand up!!

An announcement of the system sounds inside the arena.

Graf pulled out his long sword and Yaichi put up a tripod and set up a heavy machine gun.

([Appraisal] is......, you can use it, okay.

I knelt behind a heavy machine gun with tripod and held the lever securely with both hands.

(What, that weapon...?

Never seen a weapon, never seen a setup.

What the hell can I do with that?

This is the first time I've seen it, but from the tip of the cylinder directed at me, Graf was feeling something disgusting.

(Some kind of demonic prop? Even magic out of that tip?

I don't know what's going to happen, but the tip of the barrel, it looks like you'd better take yourself off that extension line, Graff thought.

"Begin!!

Graf jumped quickly to the right with the start signal.

Big off the extension line of the barrel, stepping in at the same time as the landing and deciding in one blow.

I'm not more alert than my opponent is using an unknown weapon.

I can put everything in the first blow.

However, the tip of the barrel was angled to capture the graph, as if from the beginning it had been known how the graph behaved.

Dollar Lulu!! and a low, continuous gunshot sounds.

Yaichi read Graf's behavior in [Appraisal] and followed his appearance.

And pulled the lever on the verge of Graf landing.

It flies towards the graph so that the bullet that is ejected in full auto is sucked in.

The bullet used for this heavy machine gun is the same objective rifle that can slaughter a one-id-bearer in one blow.

By the standards of the original world, it is just powerful enough to break down armoured vehicles.

Bullets with that much power are punched in from close range, 20 rounds per second.

Yaichi was pulling the lever for less than three seconds.

After the rain of bullets flying on the horizontal giraffe stopped, only pieces of flesh and iron remained where Graf's body stood, and eventually those wreckages disappeared.

"Hiya ahhh!!!!

That was the scream of Graf, emanating from the prep seat.

Graf was half-baked to death at the time the first shot arrived.

And in the arena, the link to the minute body is broken at the time of the fatal injury.

Waking up in the main unit, Graf watched himself then ruined in the arena without any exchanging.

And when I saw that there was only a piece of flesh left where I stood, there was unspeakable fear and a pitiful scream.

I noticed the scream. My body and eyes met Yaichi's share of being in the arena.

Graf incontinently.

The battle was won.

However, to the far too tragic result, not a single cheer went up.

(Did I do too much...?

Minutes The link with the body broke and Yaichi woke up in the main body, feeling the gaze directed at him.

It's fear, fear, and condemnation.

How much is too much to say the body is the other person?

In the meantime, only Alana smiled proudly and walked over to Yangichi.

Lord Yoichi, you were brilliant.

"Uh, yeah. A little too much."

Then Alana shook her head gently, grinning.

"No problem. Everyone is just confused by the sight for the first time. Residents of the border, especially those like them in the Adventurer Guild, are strong. Sooner or later, there will come out those who recognize the power of Lord Yoichi."

"I wonder"

"Look around you."

Alana approaches her ear and whispers small.

I realize that most of the gaze toward Yangichi is frightening and reprehensible, but also mixed with some disturbing signs.

Probably showing interest in Yaichi's weapon.

"No, but that's Lord Yoichi's unique [attire]. It's a power you should be afraid of at all times."

Alana tells Yangichi deliberately and loudly.

The disturbing signs of earlier faded at once when I heard Yangichi's unique [heart attire].

While some still remain interested, Yaichi decided to take a light [appraisal] to keep it in history and be vigilant.

"Well, at least after this, there 'll be a dramatic drop in the likes of people who get a little weird"

I checked the remnants of the single heavy machine gun, but not one less shot.

Apparently I was able to replicate it well with the function of the arena.

One woman rushed out as the audience lowered.

Meryl, a member of the red flash, runs over to Graf with a sad look and holds his shoulder.

"Graf!?

The graph of the moment was out of focus of his eyes and he was drooling yodally with a frightened look.

"Graf, daijibu!? Hey!? Graf!!

Then Meryl turned to Yangichi and glanced at him.

"Amen! Graf, what a mess!!

A sad cry of hateful Meryl echoed through the training ground.