I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Shortly after Fran sat in the guest seat, the commentator's voice echoed.

Because the hilt is on stage.

"Demitris, the legitimate successor of the stream! Here comes Hiltoria in Fist! It is clear that we have not yet demonstrated all of that strength! In this game, can we see the depths of the Demitris stream!

As commentators say, Hilt uses very little Demitris flow moves. I was using magic releases, but I guess to that extent.

But it shouldn't be possible to keep your palms hidden even in this game. I'm looking forward to seeing what moves you can show me.

As always, that gaze was pointing this way.

"I'm staring."

"Mmm."

Rank A Adventurer's Cancer Flight is also a reward for Fran. He looks excited and stares back.

That said, it's not like the next opponent is set on Hilt.

"You get a little jealous if you stare at a different person before a fun moment with me"

Nighthardt showed up. Still a floating line of teeth, but you get not to dislike it. With that kamakiri head. Why?

Hilt's sharp gaze turns to Nighthardt.

No matter how strong the hilt says, it won't be easy to beat Nighthardt. On the contrary, there was plenty of madness.

"... I hate shiny men and bugs"

"I'm sorry about that. But I'm very interested in you. How many are the strongest successors…"

"Phew."

It turns out that the interest itself shifts to Nighthardt, not just gaze. I guess I put myself in front of him and felt its strength again.

"Come on! Instant Blade Nighthardt is here too! Even the former Rank A Adventurer slashed and dropped that sword clasp, is it still alive today!

They gave Nighthardt the alias Instant Blade. It worked pretty well, so I guess that's natural too.

But I was concerned about something else.

"Nighthardt's armor is different."

It was no longer the armor we were equipped with until the previous game. What he wore in the Battle of Fermus was Orihalcon light armor carved with the mercenary regiment's crest.

But now, it is made of less decorative Adamantite armor. Performantly, the previous armor should have been pretty good, but did it break?

Time's shaking cage rewinds only in the time of the deceased athlete, and the time of the winner does not return. As a result, it was also possible that the winner's weaponry would be damaged and unusable in the next battle.

Amanda broke the magic whip of Tenryu's beard in last year's match against Fran, and the only reason she had to use an alternate whip after that was because of it.

"Soon you won't be able to say it's fun."

"Hehe. That's exciting"

"Hmm."

Hilt and Nighthardt take the stand before they start. We both understood that was who we needed.

Hilt gently protrudes his left fist and keeps it close to his body so that he folds his right arm.

Nighthardt pulls out his two swords and has a structure that slightly crosses the tips in front of him.

Apart from the two scattering sparks from before the game, Fran and Ursi were staring at each other in the audience.

Fran grabs a fist and declares.

"... Hilt wins"

"Off!"

The opposing Ursi was up against him with a roach pose that bends the wrist he showed last time with a cookie.

It was the second round, between Fran, who had missed his predictions in the previous game, and Ursi, who claimed to win Nighthardt.

Fran is a hilt. Ursi was anticipating a Knighthardt victory this time as well.

Well, what's gonna happen?

"The Voltage has culminated, both in the venue and on stage! Let's get started without breaking this vibe! Semifinals, Game 2! Here we go. Yeah!

Ohhhhhhhh!

A tremendous noise echoed inside the arena at the moment when the signal for the start of the game was given.

The two weapons that attacked at the same time as the start hit each other in the center of the stage. Shock waves occur, shaking both foreheads and clothes.

"You're quite powerful......!

"You too......!

I can see Hilt's knuckle duster and Nighthardt's sword antagonizing each other and trying to push each other.

At first it looked like a mutual force comparison, but soon its balance began to fall apart. Hilt started pushing Nighthardt.

Hilts that are small and quite inferior to Nighthardt even in status. This is racially different, and you won't have a choice.

However, the hilt was much more advantageous in terms of skills.

He possesses a high level of strength, a superior skill in rigidity, and further increases his arm strength by focusing on it.

After a moment of push, they both took a distance at the same time.

"I'm going to lose with my arm strength"

"Cool face for saying that, huh? Well, I don't know what a worm looks like."

"Do you regret it a little? But it's not like a strong man wins, is it?

"Really?

"Oh. I'm not underestimating the power, but there would be something else that matters, wouldn't there? Like - speed!

At those moments, Nighthardt disappeared. The speed you can lose if you lose your mind, even if it's us, is as if you're traveling instantly.

Giggin '!

"Do it! I didn't expect you to be intercepted from the front with your fists!

"That's it, that's fast! But not as good as I thought!

Nighthardt, who can reach divine speed in an instant, and Hilt, who let him see it through and take it, are both awesome.

He also seems so excited to forget about eating that skewer that Fran held in his hand. I was at a glance, staring at the playing field.

"Again, you're both strong"

"Mmm!"