He was the weakest and even persecuted, but after 100,000 years of training in the super-difficult labyrinth, he becomes too strong and has no enemies - he will be a warrior without any sense of being the strongest because he has lived a long bocce life.

Three swordsman-like men surrounding me. If I am incompetent, you thought it would be easier to give me the benefit (gift).

I'm not going to be able to get rid of them for the time being, but I'm going to be able to get rid of them for the time being from the weak guys who are in my way, as well as to earn some money. That's about it. It's a very straightforward development.

My position is at the far end of the Enbudai, and my back is outside the field. In this place, I can win without being obvious.

"Keeeeeee!

A short-haired man rushes forward with a strange voice. I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm talking about, but I'm going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm talking about. Yes, one person is finished!

"Kaaah!

The wooden sword is swung out horizontally from the man with long hair. I'm not going to be able to get it to work. And then with his right hand, he pushes his head out of the field afterwards.

"Whoa!

The long-haired man lets out a careless voice and dives out of the room.

"Damn it!

The last one, a large black-haired man of about 1.9 mel, thrusts at me with a cue.

I wonder if these guys are suffering from some kind of disease that prevents them from attacking without a call to arms.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it. As expected, the big black-haired man also fell out of the field with a strange voice.

"This guy is incompetent!

As one of the contestants became enraged, several people surrounded me again, and all of them held up wooden swords and sticks at once.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it happen.

"You coward!　A swordsman's habit of not even using a sword, taking advantage of his opponent's mistake and dropping him out of the field, how mean-spirited of him!

He shouts loudly, pointing his wooden sword at me. Even the spectators shout in agreement with Rikku's claim. Probably, he's trying to use me as a publicity stunt.

Anyway, Riku is too inexperienced to even talk about it. It's not much different from an amateur. Heinemann's style, are you sure it's going to be okay with all this?

"Idiot!　You don't notice anything from that move of his?

Bly holds a wooden sword in the distance with his cheeks twitching. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

The other contestants inexplicably look at each other and distance themselves a bit from Bly and Sigma's overly cautiousness towards me.

'You filthy, incompetent coward!　I'll beat your dirty guts back!

As Riku barked valiantly, the crowd got more and more excited. Finally, the audience called out to Riku.

Riku is really good at stirring things up. This is an ability I don't have.

But this is not the ceremonial site of the Lord's indoctrination of his followers, nor is it the square in front of the royal capital where the King delivers his word to his people. It's a place for you to match your sword with your own.

It's not only the role of the elderly who have lived a long time to correct the young people's misunderstanding of the situation, but also the role of the elderly who have lived a long time to see it through.

I'm not going to be able to do anything about it.　Once you hold the sword, we are swordsmen. Speak with your sword, not your mouth.

That's what I'm saying, I'm being cocky!　You incompetent traitor to your faith!

Rikku closed the gap with a rush that can only be described as awkward, and struck down a wooden sword at the top of my head. I'm not going to be able to get it right.

"What!　Ka, give it back!

He grabbed the striking Rikku's right fist with his right hand and twisted it up, and at the same time, delivered a knee strike to his abdomen.

Rikku dropped to her knees on the stone floor, vomiting and moaning.

I grabbed Rikku's chest with my right hand and pulled her close to my ear.

Listen. I'll say it again. Once you hold the sword, you're a swordsman, and this is a tool for killing other people, not a plaything for you. It is a tool for killing and wounding others, not a plaything for you. If you're not prepared to do anything about it, it's a good thing you're not grasping it at all.

Whispering this, he removes his hand from the chest and tosses the wooden sword in his left hand to Rikku.

In an unnaturally quiet hall, I scratched and picked up the wooden sword left on the ground where its owner was missing with my right foot.

I've changed my mind. I'm going to show you a little struggle.

I walked out towards the players.