I’m an Adventurer! ~Musou Skill is Plane Magic~

Alisa won the third game of the first round in due course. Grab the grabbed hand of the opponent and roll it around with a small turn, then drop your knee to the belly (dove tail) of the fallen opponent, then remain a horseman and hit the bottom of your palm on the face (person). The opponent fainted by hitting the back of his head on the floor with a shot, and it was KO.

There was even beauty in the series of movements that flowed, but I was afraid that all the attacks were aimed at the spotlight. Seriously, it's a real battlefield fight, that one.

The qualifiers went well - and there was a time-out, too - but today it was the final game of the Count vs. Kintetsu Knight Commander Ruth. Both look familiar, but there's nothing you can do to support the family of the Vicomte.

I've never seen anything but armor, so Mr. Ruth in plain clothes is fresh. Whether a simple Y-shirt, cotton pants or leather shoes are for fighting or not.

On the other hand, the Vicomte was in plain clothes. Linen shirt, leather pants and braided boots. This one is plain clothes at the border, so it can withstand practicality.

There is no big difference in height between the two. I wonder if both sides are slightly taller than the Vicomte, which is more than 180 centimeters. As adult boys in the kingdom, it is a big category.

However, the mass is quite different. I don't think it's just the Knights of the Kintetsu and Ruth's body that's training, but it's still shrunk in front of the Viscount's overwhelming muscles. Maybe 50 percent more than the Vicomte? If you say it in a certain way, it is as different as ZANGI.

On average, Bal g is more advantageous for that particular rating. Zangiers don't like fast jumping characters. Unfortunately, however, this is a reality. The difference in weights is difficult. If a powerful character catches you, you can't escape. Balo O's winning without claws or masks would be thin.

With today's last match, the audience seat is booming. After all, he's the destined countess of the bet. It is only natural that the game attracts attention. Tomorrow will be more exciting.

Incidentally, the odds of the Vicomte are one and a half times higher in a single win. I'm 50 times closer. Fuck yeah.

Oops, the bronze bell rang at the start of the match. Well, what kind of game is it going to be?

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Well, that doesn't make you crazy. Kent, you're just too special. I think Mr. Ruth fought well, too, yeah.

It was a bit like ancient martial arts that I was poking and kicking in front of it with a swordsmanlike movement. That may be such a martial arts technique when sublimated. I'm looking forward to it.

Well, but in the end, I was powerless before the power of the Vicomte. He was grabbed by the kick before being put out of control, and he was thrown out of the scene with a swing. A one-legged giant swing. As expected.

When I thought, "I recognize this sight," I remembered that one of the bandits was doing the same thing in the first bandit extermination. It's time to head from Takumi Village to Border Sets. It was not a feeling of vision (déjà vu).

I feel like I was swinging it more lightly than I remember this time. The flight distance was also long. You must have gotten used to strengthening yourself.

Soon it may become natural for people to fly in the sky. However, this shall apply only to the enemies of the Vicomte.

The venue showed the greatest excitement of the day because the great destiny was not endangered and the overwhelming power was attracted (...) and won. The venue was stained with "Dantes" calls. That's a modern hero, very popular wherever you go.

The Countess greeted the venue with a slightly troublesome look before leaving. I wish I could wave your hand.

But that must have looked like Stoick. The lady pulled herself out of her hips with great emotion. After the tournament, the candidate for the side-room will be pushed.

The first day of the tournament was thus concluded without delay. If we win tomorrow, we will have three matches. Let's go home early and cultivate our wisdom.

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On the second day of the tournament, I was the earliest match today. [M] Enter the venue in the morning and warm up. Well, I've already taken Wu, Tarojiro, and Pea for a walk (and hunting) in a nearby demon. Your body is warm enough.

It's about nine o'clock in the morning, and I think it's about to start, but the audience seat at the venue is full. The hallway is also very busy. I'm supposed to be taking the entrance fee, so it's going to be a big success for the show. Mr Leon, the interior clerk, may be very pleased.

Nevertheless, the King's Capital is going to be noisy tonight, so it's possible that the guards have a headache. Win or lose, drink. That's what gambling is about.

Towards the stage, a loud cheer rises from the audience seat. The neighbors must be in a lot of trouble. I hope the baby doesn't eat and cry.

Kent is already on the podium, jingling at me. I don't feel negative feelings like resentment or hatred. You beat me. That's all I think about. It's always straight. Ojisan is dazzling.

Kent's clothes today are the same as yesterday, linen shirts, leather pants and leather shorts. My outfit is similar and my leather pants are just wide knee length. Border adventurers look more or less the same.

When you jump on a stage about 70 centimeters tall, the cheer from the audience seat grows. Live and theme songs aren't playing, but it's exciting.

When you climb on the stage, bow to the audience seat. Everyone in the royal family is here today.

You can see Princess Wampaku stepping out the window in the middle of the special box seat. It is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who holds it. The king and queen are looking at those two. The maids and the Knights of the Guard were all horny. You're too scared to do it.

His Majesty would have struggled with such a sister. I know Jasmine well because I have a sister. This tournament is supposed to be my birthday event, but only Princess Wanpaku and the King are enjoying it. He's a stranger.

Now, let's face Kent again. [M] You've been looking at me like you said something.

"I win today."

"Hmm, that's a good idea, but that's not really what I'm saying, is it? I'm not the one you're talking to, am I?

"Ha, what are you doing!?"

"Kikka is a machete and a nibutin, so I won't tell you unless I tell you directly.

"Nh! Nah, I'm hah! That's...."

"Are you going to confess if you win? I wish I'd confessed without such a reason."

"Ah, guh, uhhh!

Kent's face turned red as he stroked and became suspicious. Whoa, that's blue. My face is red. He fits perfectly into Osan's tactics of stealing his normal mind from his opponent. I won't let go of my hand for victory. That's Osan.

But I don't think my advice is off track. Because it's true that Kikka is dull about her preference for being directed at herself. It's so easy to understand.

Kent, you're acting suspicious, leave me alone and I'll do my final physical check. Rotate your shoulders, flex, and rotate your hips to the left and right. Yeah, I'm not uncomfortable anywhere. As usual. Excellent work today, too.

Gooooooon.....

The bronze bugle at the start of the match rang!

Come on, let's go! Let's go, Goddess of Victory!!