Cellas leans his neck and raises a question mark.

"But why do you do such a work in the last blood battle, which can also be described as a sunny stage?

Popular blood fighters finish the last blood fight with victory.

Definitely a happy ending.

For blood fighters.

but how about for the remaining blood fighting-loving guests?

"After a popular blood fighter leaves, the blood battlefield will need the following populars. Now... if you're going to make the next most popular person in one night, what do you think is going to work?

"Ah."

Seems like Cellas thought of it, too.

"That's right. Whoever kills a popular bloodfighter rushes up to” the next popular "at once."

Generation change in the best form.

The operator wants to prepare the next customer (New Hero).

Take advantage of the last blood battle of the popular.

"I guess the one who wasn't that good as a guest was letting him win and giving himself freedom."

Some have gained their freedom.

Not zero.

This is where it matters.

Shows a few but successful examples.

Born here is the bluff of "hope”.

"Except Eve Speed is the undefeated king. It is also extremely popular. If you're going to create a popularity that goes beyond that popularity -"

"Almost certainly, the operator comes to kill her in the last blood battle… to create the next most popular"

"That's what I'm talking about"

Who killed Eve Speed.

What he gets is an undefeated title.

The next day he would be sitting on the seat where Eve was.

A cellus of unconvinced faces.

"But she's popular with blood fighters, isn't she? Everyone is on their feet wanting to see her win - if so, isn't what they want is the last look at Eve Speed who grabbed the win and gained his freedom?

In Cellas' view of man, will it?

"Unfortunately, he won't be."

"What do you mean...?

"One of the things I like about guests gathered in the blood battlefield is Eve Speed, who entertains us." I don't think they like Eve Speed. "

Those two seem similar and different.

Eve Speed, who is not a blood fighter.

For them, it equals worthless existence.

"I see... I think my Lord is right when I think of him as a blood fighter..."

I like the work the author produces, but I don't like the author himself.

The author who does not produce the work is not worth it.

I'm not even interested.

Would it be close to such a value?

I let myself off the cellus where I was leaning on the adhesive level for a little while, and I switched stories.

"Well, that's not what matters"

There's only one thing that matters.

"The Duke and I on the operational side will undoubtedly do something with Eve's blood battle tomorrow"

"I mean, tomorrow, we're gonna stop eating it, right?

Cellas seems to be riding.

I guess my mood is stopping by Eve's side.

"No, I'm not going to"

"Huh?"

View the Blood Fighting Ground.

"You won't have to wait till tomorrow to be polite."

Around sundown.

Confirm the appearance of the leopard leaving the blood battlefield.

…………

Drop your gaze on the pocket watch.

It came out as per information.

Morning information gathering.

I was getting another tip from Sellas.

Eve Speed often goes out at this hour.

I got that information from the Blood Fight Guard.

There was just a problem.

Can you walk the day before an important blood battle?

Are you willing to walk to Eve herself?

That's what I cared about.

but is it the privilege of the strongest blood fighter?

Is it because of the trust that I have built up?

Looks like we can afford to walk.

Eve didn't head for the boulevard.

We're headed to a seemingly insecure neighborhood.

Eve enters a dark alley.

On the way, she stopped.

I have my hands on my lower back sword.

Eve asked over his back.

"Can I help you?

The tail seems to have been found out.

Dark alley.

There are no signs of people around.

Well, here you go.

Eve turns around slowly.

"... I don't know"

"I've got to talk to Mr. Eve. Mind if I take a moment?

"It turns out the contraindication witch thing is a rumored solitary walk."

"That's a lie, isn't it?

"... you're a rude man"

"Do you owe the contraindicated witch a favour?

"None"

The cellus behind me took a step forward.

"That's a lie."

"I see."

Stop acting.

"Are you beneficial to a contraindicated witch?"

Eve's eyes sharpen.

I found my guard swollen.

"Who is it, you?"

"Mutual -"

Undo the expression, too.

"Shall we make it this far, Eve Speed"