"Phew... Well, it's finally the final game of the day!
"I feel more tired than usual why"
"Lord Book, you can't say that about the next game either! Anyway, here comes one of the winning candidates!
'Mmm! This has got to be tempered back!
Well, we've finally done it, Dawson, our father, the father of one child, the enemy of all single men who appear watched over by their beloved wife!
Even from the commentary seats, there is a glimmer of willingness to try to get rid of the air earlier, and the hurdles are raised more than necessary!
Come on, enchant the greatest battle of the day, Dawson!
"Dawson, you're out! You're wearing another weird robe."
"Sounds like a pretty tight price...... it's a brilliant embroidery of gold thread"
"If it was someone else wearing that, it would be different."
I showed up with Dawson and his opponent... an unknown gender.
Like me before, that appearance of covering your whole body with full plate armor is intimidating enough to make the destination of the battle ahead opaque.
Mmm... but that armor, you look familiar.
'Well, I just want to go with the introduction of the players here... hey Dawson, can you hear me!
"Mmm! Do you know him?
"Oh, he's the guy who lives in a residential area near the mansion where I live. I've been working out for a long time."
What a new fact just here. You were trained to hold silver.
"I know you're in a tighter situation than the rest of us. But it ends halfway through every year! Look, we won the main battle this year. Show him the good part here!
"Goh, Lord Gold, I can't believe you put such a shoulder in one player..."
'No, only this time is allowed. Whatever he's dealing with...'
The venue gives Mr. Gold a warm laugh.
Hmm, but apparently Mr. Gold knows something about the other player as well.
"Mr. Kai, it's that guy's armor... isn't it the same as what the Alliance officials are wearing?
"Ah! Well, you must have seen it on the dowel. So that's an Alliance employee."
"Isn't it strange that Alliance employees are leaving?
Wait for Mr. Gold's commentary to continue on what this means.
"He's an adventurer and an employee of the Alliance. This time I was relieved of my duties, and thus joined as a normal adventurer. But... yes, he is. '
"Hmmm, depending on the material at hand...... what a person in an internal investigation!? May I, please, go out to such a public place!
'Like I said, I've been relieved of my duties. I was an adventurer in the city of Alvis a while back. "
Insider investigation...... was the pig still moving to explore that unusual situation as well?
In that case, even when I was moving in that city, that person would still be on my side.
... No way.
"Well, Dawson. You know each other well, too. I don't even remember building a dojo or a genre, but let me dare say this. It's a showdown."
"Hmm, then, like Dawson, this opponent… Goto is also with Lord Gold's beloved apprentice"
'That's what happened. Come on, show me, you guys!
The identity was the adventurer who took care of him in that city, and Goto, who worked as an assistant.
Goto, who took off his helmet as well as I did, looks to Dawson with a grin.
Ha, you're as wolfish as it gets to this point, that guy.
"Was Goto a man on the Alliance's side? Well, as an assistant, there's no way that good people are just adventurers."
"Uh, speaking of which, I've seen it. You assigned me a job or even helped me buy wine from his mansion."
"Buy up......!? Lue, Ni, we were talking about wanting three bottles, right?
"... ah"
A hidden waster has been blurted out.
Whatever it is, the introduction of both players is over, and the decree to start the game is about to be daunted at last.
Dawson lays down his cane and looks at the surrounding situation.
Are you already building tactics in your brain to take advantage of this field?
The opposing Goto stood a polar hammer as if he had cut down a large tree intact.
Is it going to be a hammer or a mace? No, rather a giant wooden bat?
"Kai-kun! Goto's weapon, that's the cane! Hold on, there's traces of magic!
"Ha!? He was a magician!
My memorable goto stands like a tank top on a musculoskeletal body and an artisan or warrior like this one: working trousers.
And what I'm setting up right now, it just looks like a giant blunt weapon, no matter how hard I look at it.
Is that the wand? What's going on? Wynn Is it Medium Leviosa (Physics)?
"I see... Gold has long been a warrior fighting with battle axes, gold bars and hammers as weapons, but when you become his disciple, you can also nod that weapon... do you deal with witchcraft auxiliary"
"Well, then, Dawson, what happens to you? Although I can't imagine him waving a big weapon."
"Sure enough to be thinner than me."
Sounds like a genre of flesh-bomb subjects, but then Dawson does look heterogeneous.
Hmm... but if you ask me, what he specializes in is white stone producing magic.
If we change our view, we can't even say we're producing blunt instruments, can we?
"Let the game begin!
Pulled up from the sea of thought, he turns his attention to the movement of the battlefield.
Early in the beginning, Dawson stuck his wand to his feet, creating a thick, one-man stone column from which to begin.
Like I can ride...... no, I'm on the fact. Dawson is trying to look down at Goto from a height that would be six meters above ground as if he were escaping to a complete safety zone.
A regular warrior created a situation in an instant that could be described as completely blocked, a plain sorcerer at first glance.
Venues that had previously cooled down into the gap slowly warmed up.
In the Magic Instrument of Projection, Dawson looks down carefully on the battlefield with a windy look on his mind to figure out what to do with his next hand.
The opposing Goto also had a delightful grin, with some surprise, that he didn't think there was such a quick move.
"That's just great, Dawson. You're polished with magic."
"Hate me. I can't do it. First of all, we need a foundation on which to safely work out our measures. - Whoa!
From the fundamentals of the pillars, the stone's tsunami bursts endlessly, as if it were stretching its roots rapidly.
Doesn't look that capable of killing, but with that one, the scaffolding is bad and you shouldn't be able to move as you think.
And without letting her hair in, Dawson throws a stone spear from the top of the column.
... Eggplant. I didn't know you would suddenly begin to imitate like a siege battle in a personal battle.
"... no hands, no legs in an underground or similar proximity job, that's..."
"No, it's amazing, Mr. Dawson. That's a really wizard style with such a cowardly idea!
"Is that a compliment?
"I agree with Lue. How the person in the rear guard behaves in a way that the other person does not like and takes himself to a safe position. Because this is the basics and can also be described as the depths. In that sense, I thought he was a magician everywhere, a good way to fight."
"I see. But the other guy looks like that, but he's the same magician. It won't end like this."
My predictions soon became real.
It was when Goto started playing the spear, waving a giant wand that would hide his height as it was.
The crushed rubble reaches Dawson like a shotgun.
But is it about that folded in, and the top of the pillar is covered in a dome-constant stone?
... No, that's no good.
I remember what Dawson once did when he fought Reis.
At that time, he hid in a stone wall to protect himself, but therefore his vision was neglected and he lost sight of Reis.
That led to defeat as it was.
'Dawson in the same nasty battle! If I suck at this, I may be a thousand hands...'
'Mm, Goto has a move to make!
Goto uproots and crushes the surrounding tsu, and activates the magic against its rubble.
What was created was a piece of stone balls.
The shape of the wand and good, it's called that ball. This doesn't have to be...
"I see. That magic uses most of its magic power to produce mass, so it can't impart propulsion to float or fly what it creates. That's why you were throwing spears too, Dawson:
"And what Mr. Goto is trying to..."
It's a big ball of stone called a cannon.
Major League slugger. Nice to meet you. It smashed Dawson's dome in one blow.
The impact was tremendous, crushing not only the dome but also the top of the column, so much so that the fragment crashed into the protective junction in front of the audience.
Was this a battle?
That's what I thought, arrowhead. A polar spear protrudes from the fundamentals of the column.
A spear that flies out over Goto's abdomen, unable to move due to recoil after waving a large cane.
Even though the entire venue leaks a surprising voice, a scream of bitterness persists to extinguish that voice.
"Mr. Kai. That pillar, it's hollow inside."
"... I see. Was the dome meant to keep the audience from seeing karaki around?"
"Heh! I can produce something delicate as well as big. I was wondering if I could do some research later."
Perhaps the moment he was covered in a dome, Dawson was passing inside the pillar and descending to the ground.
And I read that if you build a wall that probably protects you, it will take such means to destroy you, but the late attack.
"This is! Is there a battle?!?
'No, not yet.' Cause I don't work out like that. '
Did the tough meat armor beat Dawson's spear?
Pretty worn out wind, but surely Goto was still standing on the earth on both feet.
And...... Dawson and also, it's finally looking like he's already standing.
... well, you usually do.
I used it to keep building such massive sorcery and magic. I wouldn't be sorry if it was just MP.
Perhaps a last-minute onslaught for a short-term showdown.
But I didn't get to finish the Goto one more step.
"... I wonder if this was a battle. Mr. Dawson, I can't use magic anymore."
"He fought well...... the whole venue is passionate about this fight"
Goto takes a slow step.
Talk with a tired grin.
"It's been a long time since you went this way."
'... right'
"There was alarm, but we lost completely in comparison to wisdom. But you can't do it anymore."
Dragging his legs, he heads to Dawson, where he doesn't even show a bare gesture of escape.
I look at him with anticipation as to whether he still has something or something behind his back.
But...
The venue sounds dry with Karan.
The wand. It's the sound of the wand falling.
The wand I had to support myself. That's the sound of letting it go and rolling on the ground.
That sounds like a signal to admit defeat, and that's it, and that's probably what all the humans in the venue thought.
No, you're not. At least two people believe in his victory.
My voice jumps into my ear. There's a little kid's voice, not over the magic guide.
I'm sure, the amount of voice that won't reach Dawson. But still, it's true...
A large wand is swung down.
I will finally just lift it up and squeeze the last force, Dawson, and slap it.
He hasn't got a wand or anything, he hasn't moved yet.
But even if I didn't get my voice, did I get my thoughts?
Well, Dawson dropped his hips.
"This is gonna be a shark abstaining from the tournament."
Moments, with the roar, Goto's wand is slammed into the audience.
"What? Did Dawson's guy hit you now?
"It was the best upper cut utilizing hips, knees, elbows, everything... what the hell is this..."
The cane was broken from the middle.
Goto laughs as he remains in a shaken off position.
"Kuku... what, I knew you were still on this side"
'Give me a break. I totally lost my knee.'
'... Exactly, I'm not going to stick to winning until I get my stuff smashed. The referee, my loss. "
One blow crushed. Just settled in a meat bullet fight.
A venue to be taken aback. And after a slight delay, the cheer echoes as if it were a shockwave.
"Ha... Seriously, Dawson. Is he a cunt who can fight meatballs?"
"... referred to as the earlier statement, referred to as the way things are now. Apparently, he can't exercise very hard."
"Speaking of which, even when you fought Reis, you still fought in a way that didn't really work."
"If you ask me..."
Even during the qualifying period, it seemed to me that he had avoided setting up traps in advance, exercising as intensely as possible, and even fighting to move his legs.
Hmm... Did you even get an arrow on your knee once?
"Whatever, Dawson wins. I just want to go see you soon, but don't do it today."
From the residence in the audience, I can see a woman with a child leaving early enough to enjoy the prank so far today.
You did it, Dawson. Your daughter made you look cool.
After all, 'Father, don't lose' is the strongest spell.