Secondary selection is Battle Royale itself.

The challengers fight each other to narrow the numbers.

It was, in a way, the most hassle-free method for the organizers.

"So how many are you going to squeeze?

"Not until ten. With this shall be the final selection."

I felt more and more invested.

Now we can narrow it down to 10 people……….

Even the primary selection was considerably reduced by three hundred…….

"………… How many are there?

"Sixty-five."

Oh, thank you.

… who?

Well, no.

Anyway, that means reducing those 65 to ten at once.

If done, the twelve "Imperial Guardian Beast Twelve Apostles" will be completed with the addition of Greyluga and Warthaiga already in the recruiting frame.

"Get excited and fight each other"

The emperor said.

"You who have already been screwed with the vicious warcraft and have survived on it, all of you will be powerful men of flexion. It is pointless to measure strength with any more comparisons from the outside. Derive the strongest of you."

Greiluga takes over after that and raises her voice.

The most powerful man in the empire.

"Fight! Kill each other with those on the left and right! Twelve apostles deserve the owner of the beast who also eats and kills his friends yesterday!

Emperor quietly deep.

The empire is sharpest and strongest.

The downward shock is even more intense in the binary structure of this voice.

"The shedding criterion remains the same! To die and become incapacitated, or to exit the square, which will be the venue for selection! The way you fight is your freedom! You can do whatever you want in a group fight if it's personal!

I thought I was more and more free.

But at one point, you said something amazing about being misguided by the explanation.

I was wondering if even the secondary selection would question the life and death of the challenger.

Exactly the pinnacle of an evil empire that makes the mighty so narrowed down that they still hate to die for nothing.

So the brawl began.

Those who hang out with each other before they become comfortable.

who is suddenly slaughtered from behind again.

It has been conveyed that there are various ways to do it, but that everyone is motivated.

All to be twelve apostles.

"Brother..."

My sister Selene spoke to me.

The tone was very sad.

"Do you have to fight your brother too?

"Selene......"

Me and my sister, we're both challengers to the emperor's sorting now.

rivals to each other.

Based on the secondary selection, I guess we have to kill each other, even our best friends and fathers.

"It's okay, it won't happen"

"Brother!

"If only one person, me and you, could survive, I'd be happy to die. If it's for my sister, I'm willing to give my life."

"Oh no! Brother!"

My sister jumped on me so I hugged her hissy.

From the perimeter: 'Die. Yep!' Cause I said, "Oh, my balls! 'I hear just swordswallowing screams.

"… well, let's start by slaughtering the people around us before then"

"Right."

The number of boxes passed is ten.

There's plenty of hope for me and Selene to pass at the same time, and it's pointless to be pessimistic from now on.

"Well, brother, Atashi, we're not gonna fight this way."

"Then shall I go from there?"

and walk out in the opposite direction.

Because to survive together, it seems like we shouldn't have to fight each other somewhere else.

But when Selene and I did the scene, I didn't realize it, but as soon as it was over, I realized it.

"Something's wrong with the battle…………?

The emperor had received an unruly battle royal arrival, but when the battle began, the scene did not show more turmoil than he thought.

"The faction is in order…………?

The forces are split into two or so beautiful groups, fighting each other.

This isn't a brawl, is it?

"How did you end up in this flow?

"Hey Jilla! Don't look at me like that. Fight me. Whoa!

One of my old friends, the big man Gasi, screams.

It was an imminent voice close to screaming.

"The enemy is mighty! If we don't unite this one, they're gonna push us off! All at once!"

"They're going to be wiped out by a magical wave attack! Please help!?"

Long-length Ray, little man Seki, was also crying out loud.

The more I see. It was a war situation where a large number of inmates would unilaterally attack us.

cooperative group vs else.

polarization that feels like.

Me, Gasi, Seki, Ray and other rookies seemed like 'else' frames.

"That means…, then who is the group that is united?

"It's like SS! The Emperor's SS!

"Hmm."

To explain Seki, I think.

In the Behemoth Empire, there is an Imperial Guardian Beast, the Twelve Apostles, directly under the Emperor, who lays down a strong ruling system.

Plus just below that, there must have been another select elite unit called SS.

At this stage, when the Twelve Apostles have not yet been formed, it is that SS that is directly under the Emperor.

It would be a standing position to be called an elite unit in the elite.

By the way, during the game of "Beast Fantasy 4," you encount yourself as Zako enemy when you enter the Imperial Castle as the last dungeon, SS.

"Were they in the Selection of the Twelve Apostles, too?

"That's right! So far, the strongest Empire is supposed to be him and the SS!" We should be chosen as the Twelve Apostles "!!"

You know what?

"Exactly."

Apparently so.

One of the SS members attacking me interrupts this conversation with deafness.

"We SS are the strongest in the traditional empire. I am not dissatisfied with His Majesty the Emperor, who will establish a further and strongest force on top of it."

"But the personnel of that super strongest unit should be chosen from among our SS. That's the most efficient thing to do."

"His Majesty the Emperor, however, even gave the extra chance to play. He recruited a wide audience for today's selection party and was even allowed to join Hiyoko, who had just left the smelter the other day."

It's about us.

"I admire His Majesty the Emperor's broad will, but you can say it's futile"

"For the Twelve Apostles should be chosen from among us SS!

"So I was thinking of cleaning the garbage before I had a full selection."

Garbage cleaning......!?

"First of all, beat those who are not SS. Re-elect, with the exception of the half, those who should be twelve apostles without fear, with only the pure strong."

"Which means you're not calling. Unmatched luck and the weak who were allowed to be here by His Majesty the Emperor"

"This is not a good place for you miscellaneous soldiers to come! Just because you were given the right to challenge me, I think it's a lifetime of admiration, and you're leaving satisfied!

"On top of that, we decide who should be the Twelve Apostles, only in the true strongest SS!

I see.

As a select elite to this day, the SS, who has served the Emperor directly, will have the pride to do so.

It would be a dissatisfaction for them that people other than themselves could be placed in the selection frame, because they didn't seem to be trusted.

From day to day, all the more so if you're looking down at that outsider.

"How many SS are there?

"From what I hear, it sounds like fifty people! That's how it seems to be in front of you, actually! Heh heh heh heh heh!?"

Screaming but disciplined, Seki felt his professional guts as an informer.

Even during these chats, the SS are trying to get rid of outsiders by manipulating or directly attacking guns.

However...................

Nearly fifty of the remaining candidates said SS.

Isn't it overwhelming as a number?

"Naturally, our SS passed the first trial, without any one falling off. This is the difference in strength. Know that, you miscellaneous soldiers, defeat cleanly!

Fifty vs fifteen in simple calculations......

As the Emperor's direct report, the SS, with a significant amount of Beast Demon Attraction, also has considerable individual combat power.

Disadvantaged in every way, are we going to be pushed off and fallen off by the majority like this?