I’m a NEET but When I Went to Hello Work I Got Taken to Another World (LN)

When Satie said she was hungry, so she served her favorite peachy fruit, she flattened out five and finally stopped eating her hands. Well, digestion looks good, so it won't be like eating an attack on your belly...

After that, he holds his knees in a gym seat and rests his body still.

In addition to fighting Francesca for a long time with all his might, he also suffered a lot of damage. I have been treated exactly, but there is nothing I can do about the damage I have taken remaining for a few days as fatigue.

How long will you be able to recover in the short time to the finals?

The finalist is still the giant Borzola in the corner of the winning candidate. Francesca is even the one who handled it. He said he would defeat Francesca this year to get the win, and he would definitely be a strong enemy.

He also defeated his semifinalist opponent somehow, and thanks to it, he had less time to rest.

"How do we fight?

"We'll hit it with everything we can from the start."

Set up a short-term showdown, then ad hoc.

Borzola seems to be good at pushing force from the front, but since she has won so far without showing strength, she can't take very specific measures. Well, it's always been a no-plan to come to the scene.

But the moves and the speed will be less than Francesca, and the power should be enough against Sati.

If you're even fit.

The odds announced after the semifinals are still significantly favored by Borzola. Even though there is no mistake about the strength of defeating Francesca, Satti was too depleted. I guess that's the official view.

There is a ballot ticket office by the stage for the audience in the arena seats, and if you tell the attendants around there, they will buy it. They don't recommend athletes go shopping because they have plenty of time to buy after the odds are confirmed, so they can go shopping themselves, but it can be rough depending on the win or loss.

Me and Satti have been winning hollow horses, so many people will have lost a fool.

I don't even need to make any more small money, but I'm gonna ask for Satie's share to buy it for me. It's something I buy every time, and even if I'm anxious about stamina, if Borzola is weaker than Francesca, odds are a lot better bet sometimes.

The venue was informed that the finals would begin shortly. It is time to close the ballot, so it is a reminder that anyone who has not bought it should hurry.

We have a little more time before it starts, so in the end the break is about 30 minutes. It's not enough time to rest normally...

Satti patted her eyes open and stood up, slowly stretching.

"How are you feeling?

"... almost recovered. Your body feels heavy, but that's all you can do."

Waving his sword to be sure, Satti replied so. Even a short time seems to have had the effect of a break, with a neat face. It seems to be recovering to the point where it can be fought, but there is no way to gauge where its limits are.

"If you don't think so, don't push it. We just got here, okay?

The Battle of Francesca was pretty bad for my heart. I've earned enough, and Satie's safety is much more important.

"No, I will win at all costs"

You want that much monopoly for one day? Then you can give it here already for the reward of winning Francesca...

"I'm talking about Tamara."

Seems different.

Tamara, one of the three slaves I bought the other day, had a lover in the village, who also called him to the territory and made him a husband and wife, and this honeymoon meant he was also bringing him to Wang Du. Naturally, the tournament is here to watch, and they should be taking part using a penny that's not even on the bet.

He said, "If I win, I can free you."

Big hole if Satie wins here. He didn't have much of a hand yesterday and couldn't bet heavily, but he and his wife are going to bet all the way up to the cap today, and that's what he happened to hear.

The bet is utterly self-inflicted, but Satti is close to the slaves. You'll want to help me.

But saving decent money should take five or ten years, but if Satie wins, will she be released already? If that happens, I'll have to talk to him about how I shake myself. You might want to go back to the village, or you might like a city like Wang Du. They both work a lot, so it would be best if you stayed put.

"Schiller was betting too, wasn't he?

Syrah and I have been having a bit of a good vibe lately, but if you let us go and go somewhere, I'm gonna cry, okay?

He said, "If you make money, you want good gear."

Good. Seriously, good.

Another slave, Luftna, appears to be nowhere near betting when male haters recur in the crowd of Wangdu and are admirably drawn. Well, that girl's got to be cured of male haters where she's liberated, and it doesn't seem like more places in the women's belt.

"Good luck with that."

"Yes. Then I'll go. Just a moment, please."

Quite a bit of cheer flew in when Sati went on stage. Exactly. There are quite a few fan-like ones when we get to the finals. Satti was responding by smiling and waving at it. The other Borzola has no noticeable cheer. You look like a villain against Satie.

But Borzola spoke to Satti without the wind she cared about.

"You wouldn't have recovered so much in this short time, would you? I hope you abstained before you saw the pain in your eyes, huh?

Sati is underestimated. That's what I'm trying to say, but when you come to this level of battle, only a slight disadvantage can decide to win or lose. I know you misread how Satie recovered, but it doesn't make a difference to her disadvantage.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Don't slap me in the mouth. Just stand down."

Where do you remember, Satie sometimes says lines like this. Mixed with adventurers and maybe over-trained.

"That's a pretty good one."

Having said that, Borzola put up her sword and put it forward that she had not lifted a large shield.

Shield? I didn't have that big one in the semifinals earlier. Have you changed in the finals?

I'm sure it's a hidden ball I had prepared for vs. Francesca, but the original method of warfare doesn't seem to make much sense for Sati either.

But come here and change your defense-oriented methods of warfare. I want to avoid a decent meeting with Francesca, but I don't know why, but I don't know about the Sati opponent, that's what I noticed.

It might suck a little. I had my eyes on the size of the shield, but what's scarier than that is the length of the reach. When they stick out the shield, Sati's sword doesn't easily arrive with its size.

Satti is probably the smallest player in the tournament right now. And the opponent now boasts the biggest body of the tournament, Borzola.

Like I did to my temple knight opponent who hit me yesterday, I wish I could use even the feint well to get around, but Bolzola, who assumed against Francesca, couldn't possibly be that sweet.

If the shield is large, the movement is usually dull with its weight, but if Borzola holds it, the large shield also looks only a well-balanced size. You can't expect it to go bad around.

Move around well and find a gap...... oh no. That's the consumption of stamina...

The referee's "Begin!" It took a voice.

Satti dropped a lot. Borzola doesn't move. I guess we'll see how it goes.

Satti switched his sword between his hands and stood low. Is this my, rather than Mr. Lazard's, one-strike special tactic? Were you practicing during yesterday?

Satti stormed. Fast, but straight in front.

A large sword with ample help is beaten to the shield with momentum.

Gaggin. The sound sounds so loud that the sword may have broken.

But no matter how powerful they are, they can't go around taking it with that big shield...

Satti's next sword is rolled out as it flows. Does this move fit, it looks smoother and better than me?

Gin. Sati's attack again is also held back by a big shield somewhat off the beating. Soon Borzola would roll out his sword, but Satti took a short distance from it. There is no pursuit.

Again, Satti took the same stance.

"Next is all we can do."

Yes, Sati shrugged. That just seemed like a small hand check and a try and hit.

Satti moved. Even faster than the first attack, as the word goes, a sword of momentum struck out the shield of Borzola.

Impact sound. Borzola lowered the shield in her hand. Couldn't support the attack? But the shield is on the stage, but it remains firmly on the front.

Satti's attack was added to the shield without delay. Borzola's shield is bounced to the side.

The sword of Borzola's counterattack strikes Satti, but it was also brutally defeated by Satti's powerful streak.

The Bolzola giant, whose sword and shield were eliminated, was stripped out before Satti, where Satti's sword entered beautifully.

As Satti steps back, Borzola falls on her knees and slowly as she is.

The venue quieted down for a moment.

Borzola doesn't even move flaccid while falling.

"And there's a battle!

The venue was engulfed with great cheer.

"Giant killer!

This call someone made became Satti's two names.

As soon as Satti heard the referee's verdict, she came back to me on a small run.

"I did it!

"Oh, oh. Well done."

Too bad. About a minute in time?

"Oh, um... give me that"

Oh, that one. I knew you wanted it so badly.

"Yes. Masal Day Exclusive Vouchers"

Looks like he came back to get it first.

Satti went out of her way to put down her sword and received the voucher with both hands firmly. I'm the one who wrote more and more by hand at the end of the notebook, but I'm a lot more than complimented.

Satti said softly holding onto her chest as she firmly ascertained the voucher she had been given.

"Thank you! I'll take care of it."

No, use it. Nothing. You can take care of it.

Sati, satisfied looking at the single ticket, glanced at her face in an attempt to pick up the sword she had placed.

"What's up?

"My wrist."

She says her right wrist hurts, so I'll do a healing magic. Looks like everything else is fine.

Francesca, I've healed the damage myself perfectly, and I haven't taken any damage at all in this fight, so I only have one idea.

Second full assault. That should have been a hell of a shock on Satie's wrist then.

Weird strain on your wrist with a burning blade move? Or simply Sati's body couldn't stand the great power?

Either way, if I hadn't decided over there, Satti would have been in a predicament.

When I was... I left my healing magic on, and it was a series of terrible damage, so it's possible that I just didn't notice if I was hurting my wrist a little bit.

I've noticed since Satie's finished, and during the fight, is it hard to tell because the more adrenaline you have, the more it's out there?

We need to make sure of this. I can't use it in action because it seems to cause damage to my wrist every time. No, rather it's okay in action? Something like tapping a big shield with a blade pulling sword is an unlikely situation first. Before impact, enemies become two straight with a sharp sword.

But that's why I can't be sure.

Meet with Satie to see if your body can stand it? That's a really nasty way to check.

No, there are people who seem to be able to rely on you at times like this. Let's ask His Sergeant.

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When Satti was recalled to the stage, the king came out and an award ceremony was held. Compliments to Satti and the award of a prize bag containing gold coins.

A big round of applause to the warriors for showing us the last great fight! The tournament came to a close.

"There were times when I was taking the time to have a lavish ceremony......" said Elf's captain.

Some are troublesome and soothing, others need rest, like me yesterday, and they have settled into simpler shapes like they are now.

If you like flashy, you're welcome anywhere if you roll out to the city during the festival, so no one seems dissatisfied.

It just doesn't mean there's nothing, and the launch is ready in the arena. There seems to be a luxurious meal in the form of a standing meal.

I really want to go home and get some rest, but the winner, Satie, is forced to join.

After informing everyone that he was going to launch, when he joined the venue in the arena building, he was called over here by Borzola, who was already eating mundane dishes.

Next to it is Francesca, drinking something with a bumpy face. The rest looks like a really small launch, just for the players who were in the finals and the people who were running it.

"No, I was surprised earlier. I didn't know you were about to get your shield slapped down!

"It helped me because you took it from the front," Satie said.

But I took Satie's full power too far from the front. I guess I should have avoided or recirculated that because it would lose momentum if I could avoid it at all, but I guess I didn't think it was that powerful. I didn't think so either.

"Hey, Satie!

Francesca, who had been silently listening to the bickering while dining with Borzola and Satti for a while, suddenly pinched her mouth from the side. Her face is red. Is it alcohol you're drinking?

"Next year. Come to the tournament next year."

Next year. I'm not answering anymore, but Satie depends on who she is.

"Anything can be an imperial tournament"

"Oh, that's good. Satti and Francesca will win the Empire."

"But there's gonna be a lot more amazing people at the Imperial Games, right?

"That's right. But I'll be stronger. Train under Kensei. And the next time I see you, I'll make sure you..."

"Oh, we're going, too! I hope we can train together!

Armand, didn't you teach Satie to go, too?

Francesca drank a lot with a flashing look, without saying anything about the line.