Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

Mountain giant nestled in front of you. Eugen, the "giant rock" of the Bear tribe, looked at Levan with a hackathon in his mouth and a full dose.

Then he opened his mouth in an indescribable tone.

"Young Lions, do you have any parents?

It is the voice of a calm man who ran bitterly.

"No, we both traveled to the Garden of the Divine Beast (afterlife) due to an epidemic disease"

"Well, I'm sorry. - Do you have a woman to grieve for?

Fu, my sister-in-law (Asmina), who had been with me a long time, and for some reason the face of Scarlet Snow, whom I had just recently known, floated in my brain.

"... you're a face to be there. I'm not saying anything bad, it's ridiculous to risk your life with such a spectacle, abstain."

Eugen's story was straightforward. Nevertheless, there was no euphoria there to insult or rush the other person, and it was clear that it was truthful and thoughtful advice. I'm not the type of person I personally hate.

"What if I said no?

"... all you have to do is brace yourself"

"Maybe I'll do it, it's simple and clear. I don't hate you. That kind of thing."

Then he laughed and Levan put his right hand in front of him, his hips dropped and stood on his half.

"... do it"

He threw up Pekka Sasaki on the ground and Eugen took a stand with his hands spread out.

"Oh, let's do it"

I felt the air straining on the signal and dropping to the temperature. At the same time, the referee sends a signal to begin.

Contrary to the surrounding sensations, Levan felt the surface of his skin burn properly to the killing sensation that he felt up to the physical pressure flowing from Eugene.

- You're strong.

I honestly feel like I don't have to go with it. Nevertheless, Levan had no fear of Eugen, nor any whimsy towards the giant. There are numerous steeples that cannot be worked out such as eyebrows, throats, dovetails, flanks, groins, knees, etc.

Clearly, I'm not willing to make any redundant beatings from the front against this giant. Just put a strong blow in the steeple and render it inactive - a blow special was the aim.

I guess Eugen knows that too, wary of jumping in and being able to match the counter, not trying to move from himself. No, I'm twitching, but I don't seem to have the heart to decide at once with the big moves.

Without overconfident the flesh you were born with, you work out your strategy like a stuffed chess and end up in a battle that draws on your strengths. Unlike his appearance, he was a tough opponent.

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"It's so dull." Just hit each other with all the good stuff you can, the powerless little things take all the time with the extra belly exploration... '

I laughed bitterly at the blurring of the skinholes in the devil's body at the moment of slashing and throwing away the masters' rush from each other as crap.

By the way, even as you seem to be visiting with patience, at your feet there is a shadow move waiting for you to engrave (like this), and overhead there is a daily day, and today there is a speckled dove (however) headed by General Thirteen Demons waiting. SS (… there was even such a thing!?) team members specializing in covert activities are always on the lookout for their surroundings in pairs (two-man cells).

'Well, these are also quite fun games where you take a bastard. The battle is decided in an instant, it's like a duel between a swordsman and a gunman, and it's harassing.'

"Is it Master Left? By the way, princess, are you aware that there are several rats lurking in this venue?

'Oh, I feel some gaze. Between other countries, I guess.'

"Most of them are like that. In the meantime, most people are caught by SS, and if the princess doesn't mind, if you enjoy this spectacle - it's a message from Spotted Pigeon. '

"Hmm, is the intercept properly alive?

The answer to this question is, for some reason, slightly late to come back... no way?

'- It's okay. The Ghost Eye Monk Masakazu and Kyoue of the Seven Hazards Star Beast can also interrogate and torture the dead. "

That's not okay! It's like saying, "I killed you all in the dark."

Now my reputation in various countries will be called "Queen of Blood Sucking Roses" or "Empress of Blood Demons" again - hey.

You didn't do anything and you didn't do anything!!

- Oh, it seems to have finally begun.

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The first move came from Levan.

Turning passively, there is too much difference between reach and weight to be overwhelmed. You can't find a winning chance without always taking the lead.

Jiriziri and we approached each other, and Levan's body turned into a disease on the verge of his toenails entering Eugen's attack zone.

From divine speed steps, he has quickly jumped and avoided with unimaginable instantaneous force from the giant against Levan, who tries to turn to the side and prune his tibia with a lower kick, releasing an even more left-turning kick in the air.

- I'll do it!

As you wrap your tongue around your opponent's reaction speed, reduce the distance by predicting the landing point of Eugen, like attacking.

"Hmm!"

Moment after moment, the nails of Eugen's two hands crossed in the air, drawing an X-shape.

Instinctively, both hands and feet of protective equipment - even if received in "Dry General" and "Moyeh (Bukya)" - were pushed by momentum and blown away.

The scarlet snow I was watching said, "Heh, it's a wind blade. I have the same skills," he whines as impressed.

Levan, who seemed to have been blown away,

"Ha!"

At that moment, he converts the mind emanating from the palm bottom into 'fire', uses its explosive power to move over the game field, poking through the void of Eugene the moment he lands from ultra-low altitude, and pruning both his legs.

I got a sliding kick at my feet, the Eugen giant rocks, but it's still far from damaging.

Eugene's giant floated slightly as Eugene, who hated a close intermission, tried to push back half forcefully, sticking that gap up with a knee kick.

"Wet."

Again, Levan snuggles completely into Eugene's nose trying to release the wind blade with momentum as if it had exploded.

Gah!! A shock ran across Eugen's body after a thrust involving a thrust released from almost zero distance.

It would be bad if I ate another shot of the current one.

Aware of the feeling that his ankle was about to fall out of the damage penetrated into his body and also the spasm of the diaphragm, Eugen waved his hands forcefully clumping the wind blade together so as to embrace Levan in front of him.

You'll take damage yourself at this distance, but the damage your opponent will be chasing should be far greater from physical strength!

Bread! The sound of beating meat and meat sounded.

"What no!?"

Eugen groaned low. Because I found out that both arms of the special were much smaller than myself and stopped by the palms of skinny Levan.

"Twin claps!

I was relieved from the palm of Levan I received, and the shock wave of my chi thrust through Eugen's hands.

Eugen, who bounced off like he had been bounced, tries to set up, but his hands lost power and remained dangling with dalari.

"What do you say? Do you still want to go on?

Eugen, smiling bitterly at Levan's question, slowly shook his neck to the side.

"No, let's not. My loss."

In a first-rate warrior-like, dramatic attitude, a moment was set aside, and the laughter was raised, along with the winners and losers.

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Asmina climbing to the game field feeling so impressed, hugging Levan, and Levan looking annoyed. And Eugen laughing and watching the sight of it while being treated.

I let go of the chaos-like situation and for now I sighed in relief.

"Have you managed to make it to the final of the qualifying round? The next opponent is either the Leopard brave Davido or the Serpent mercenary Cyril"

In the Lower Horse Review, Davido is seen as the dominant 7-for-3.

"... well, I'd rather watch the game today"

But I wonder if you want Davido to beat you if possible. I don't like snakes or lizards.

Incidentally, the Snake Nation was more of a species that felt like an upright, tailless dinosaur than a snake.

Well, there's something about scales glowing all over your body and that snake-specific eye that's physiologically unacceptable to either.

Oh, just in case you become a giant monster in your heavenly (tendai) class, you don't have that kind of consciousness (more or less when the size of a scale is 1.5 m or so, it's another creature altogether), well, the dragon man form is a blah blah blah blah creep.... I can't tell you because I'm scared.

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And the second game of Preliminary Game 2.

The battle was almost decided in an instant.

Without the onslaught of Cyril, who freely used his double sword, Davido, whose entire body was chopped like a catfish, was sinking in a sea of blood.

That much wound, that much haemorrhage, whatever it may be, is definitely fatal.

In the absence of a voice from the audience to the dismal and tragic sight, Cyril's eyes slowly descended from the scene there, as well as my eyes met for a moment, with an obviously amusing grin there.

This guy......

"Oh, was that Cyril so strong..."

I sighed inside as I sidelined Asmina and Levan watching Cyril behind her with a rugged eye.

That was a player's two-handed swordsman skill, that one.

I don't know what kind of smallworker you did, but that's a player.

So, Levan's finals will be almost hopeless than the players are in.

"Well, what's up"

In the meantime, while I was wondering how I could darken that Cyril, I was alone.