I made some random characters, they might have stuffed them.

"Then gear this up and wait until they call you names. Just get out as soon as they call you."

"Yes."

Oh, that's such an atmospheric piece of equipment. What about performance?

Gladiator's Sword (Rented)

ATK60

Gladiator's Armor (Rental Items)

DEF 50

Gladiator's Hip Roll (Rental Items)

DEF 20

Gladiator's Collar (Rented)

DEF 5

Wow, that's more shoddy than I thought.

What do you care if you cross with rare monsters in this kind of gear?

'Come on, ladies and gentlemen, it's finally time for today's main event! Riley Leaf Eilterner, a poor loser who made 200 million columns out of that luck and in an instant bore a lot of debt!

"Who's the loser!

I jumped out because they called me, but suddenly the loser call isn't terrible?

Bunny, who the hell is that? Why are you holding a microphone and moderating it in Norinoli?

'It just seems like barking like a loser is top notch. Okay, well, then let me introduce you to the monster he'll be dealing with! Its overwhelming strength is just legend. The nightmare that once slaughtered so many fierce men in this underground arena is now coming to life! Fusion Transcendental Warcraft "Chimeric Caios," Ultimate Beetle Armor Ride/Organite REQUIEMU!!

"Wow!!!

Hey, what is that?!? I never heard of a guy like this!

Probably a combination of monsters to say chimera.

I'm walking on two legs, and by name the base is a grapple orga?

Its appearance, covered with a blackening crust all over its body, feels closer to the doll bug than to say ghost.

The size is roughly three meters. That figure, which can carry a pale and shining sword in his right hand and a turtle's armor-like shield in his left hand, doesn't even look like a knight, I see.

Hmm...? What better than a chimera than having a ghost equipped with other monster materials?

"Ha-ha! You don't even seem to have a voice in too much despair! Come on, ladies and gentlemen, let's predict how many minutes this poor loser will have with his organist opponent! The betting reception ends in three minutes, so hurry up. '

Probably the five monsters that emerge here merge, but I don't see the Assassin Tiger element...

Ask the person.

"Hey, Mr. Organite, where's the tiger element?

"Ha..."

Sighing, he gently shifted his lower body crust to show me inside.

I guess sad, apparently Assassin Tiger has become a ghost pant.

"No matter how much real tiger skin you have, it's not a tiger pattern. Pants make you feel better..."

"Oh, I knew ghosts could hold on to tiger patterns."

'Cause you look good.'

... good looking? Um, you don't know the ghost's sensibility.

"One minute to the deadline, and apparently a lot of people expect me not to have five minutes? What do you say, Reilly Eilterner, you don't seem to expect anything from anyone? Oh, by the way, if you lose without having three minutes, you don't owe less, so good luck at best. '

"Boy, are you serious? Well, now, why is Bunny hosting?

'Do you want to know? You trampled on my pride because you wanted to live like a rag. "

"Oh no, this girl is scared..."

I was also scared to smile while keeping my anger under critical pressure, but it doesn't extend to the psychosmile where my eyes were filled with negative emotions even though I look normal at first sight right now.

'You transferred debt to the store because of my discretion... at best scratch your feet and entertain me, eh?

"Wow... I wonder why you replaced your debt when there is no benefit to the store side. You didn't get mad at the store often."

"You're pissed off, aren't you? Ma, I put my savings down and threw them at him for 400 million cash, and the owner shut up, too!

"That owner isn't dead...?

I was still breathing, and I'm fine. Okay, that's it for the chatter! Again, you're all betting on an organic win. Nobody seems to think you're going to win, but how do you feel now?

"... well it would be reasonable. But there's one mistake."

"Mistakes?"

"There's one guy who thinks I'm gonna win, myself. We're not done accepting bets yet, are we? Looks like you're betting col directly here, not chips, and I'm gonna let you bet all your money on me."

'Pfft... yes, fine, I'll admit it specially. I hope you lose and you lose everything!

I bet 200,000 cores, and when the prediction was midway, the multiplier came at 1000 times the surprise.

If you could beat a ghost here, you could write off your loss and also beat your battle with Lady Foll. But...

……

"Well, they beat you in grandeur, and if they wanted something, they'd be willing to kill you."

There were no more annoying ghosts who cared about the pattern of pants there.

"Wow!!!

Signalling the roar of the reigning king underground, the lid of the struggle was cut.