Lazy Dungeon Master

In addition to the first day, the second day is over and finally the final day of the qualifying round.

Sebastian, of course, Nik stayed so far.

... After all, Sebastian has the strength to fly out of this qualifying round. Originally from a human ranch, it seems that this human ranch increases quantity or quality in order to earn DP.

Sebastian is a human salad, so to speak, on the side of increasing quality among them.

The qualities are extremely high, and no further effort is neglected. There was no way I was weak.

"I knew you cared about the human ranch, didn't I? I studied abroad, so I'd like to take a tour."

"Master Haku is stopping me, but let me show you (sneaking) in confidence? If you don't tell me, I won't expose you."

"Hey. You can't do that, can you? Absolutely not, huh?

"Understood. Is that a secret to Rokuko's master?

"No, I'm not.... because you can't, Rokuko."

"Yeah, yeah, okay."

Because you really can't, can you?

Well, that's how the last day began.

"I dedicate this battle to the demon god, the Great Demon King!

The start of the last day began with such an oath.

By the way, I'm looking at it from the audience. I don't think I can beat all the blocks already. They tell me to come down to the arena once I've finished the street.

That's how Sebastian's game started. The opponent is a huge two-legged quack, a bug tribe with two splendid halvards (weapons like war axes and spears united).

My head is totally quack, but I guess I got a flexible neck joint in the evolution of walking bipedally. I'm keeping a good eye on the front.

Left and right together, he has four arms, one with each two arms, left and right, and one with a Halvard. Each arm is also close to that of the quail, an arm covered in armor in front of itself.

... If you're a human, you can have one with both hands. I see. Can I do this with a lot of arms? Don't even be a reference to our multi-armed golem.

"Don't think just human flair can beat this me!

"Well, do something great for a blunt shell mochi."

"Tell me what!

The tongue fight is there where the quail is slashed by Sebastian. Sebastian, on the other hand, holds just an iron sword in his left hand and intercepts it.

A quack that gently wields two halvards trying to poke, slap, slap, and catch and pinch. But Sebastian called it easy. Keep your right arm sealed.

"Gu, gu, gu!

"Ha, that's a cool breeze"

That's what I say and get into the wacky nostalgia. And he was putting his left elbow against the thin belly of the quail.

"Obu."

"Ha, that's pathetic. How much armor I've got on my back. Bye, you belly!

"Kuh! But heh!"

The quail still seems motivated. Throw down Halvard and hold a knife that was inserted in his waist belt in four hands, four knives slashed by one arm Sebastian.

"Slow"

"Gu, guh!

Sebastian, however, had bounced off all four knives in just one swing. Now stick an iron sword to your throat. The quack couldn't even move with Pickle.

"Do you want to continue? He hasn't shown me his jaw scissors yet."

"... Gu, no. Surrender."

The surrender confirmed Sebastian's victory. "Winner, 52 of 5!" Cheers boiled over the proclamation of the judgment.

"I knew you were usually strong."

"Oh, you're my master, aren't you? Of course it is."

"Surely Idee's master is strong. But the whole cake is stronger!

Hey, Rokuko, don't be a mysterious stick-up. And it's a complete body. A complete body. Oh, you mean 'blanket of God' gear? I don't know.

"Oh, look, Kama. Isn't that Uzo?

"No, Uzo is Muzo because Nik knocked him out."

"That's a tough one."

Apparently, Muzo was a different block from ours, winning so far. Can we get to the main battle? The opponent looks like a martial artist. Handless, no, he's wearing a caged hand.

"Whoa!

"Special, Dragon Blaster (Baklewsh)!"

"Grr!?

I guess that's what I used my skills for. The ground exploded and Muzo blew up.

"Geigankin's victory!

"Ha-ha-ha! Look at that, Algiaro! You're next!

The players who beat Muzo no longer have Muzo in mind. At the end of the finger was a man with a big assault spear (Lance).

Mm-hmm. Muzo, that was a brilliant bite.

"Locco. Guy Gankin has a rivalry with Algiers Menowe in the same block, right? If things go well, we'll hit the finals."

"Heh! Does that look like it? What's that spear?

"You're a Demon Spear Pro Tube...... well, isn't it more fun to watch in a game than to explain?

Rokuko doesn't seem to care about Muzo much sooner. Well, yeah. Normally they carried him on a stretcher, but he wasn't particularly hurt. That's right.

"Oh, Nik next! I wonder what they look like."

"You're a frog beast. Well, puppies are easy opponents."

Now it's Nik. By the way, Nik is killing his previous enemies almost instantaneously. Black-haired, black-eyed, brown-eyed dog-eared toddler who cleans up her enemies accurately. At some point, "Black Hound" was called.

Dark hose from the tournament right now?

"Guh! Are you ready, Black Hound? (Blackhound) Ooh! What's my name?!?

"Yes, do you want to continue?

And this time again, the knife pounding from the jump to the neck made the battle in the middle of the name. You're gonna get a name like "ahhh," at least let him name it right? No, well, "Here we go!" I don't mind because there was a signal.

"It's worse to be weak enough to break puppy manners, but not even name them."

"Is that what it is"

All in all, Nik also made it to the finals. If we go at this rate, we're going to have a qualifying breakthrough.

"You're making a lot of money, by the way, Kama."

"You were betting."

"Naturally. You know you can win, so you have no reason not to bet, do you? I haven't had a problem buying and eating for a while because I've been betting on the cake. Hey, Ichika."

"Whoa, let me make some money too! My lord!

No, the strawberry liked to gamble enough to fall into slavery. If there was a bet, there was no way he wouldn't give a hand, and there was no way he wouldn't call Locco (the sponsor) at the end of the day.

"I should have bet too...... about a hundred gold coins"

"Oh, Rocco's master. Unfortunately, contestants can't bet on anything but themselves. And you're supposed to be betting on yourself at the point of appearance, and Fight Money's out of there, right?

And there seemed to be a maximum wager. When the bet gets too big, there's a pull in the leg behind it, so I guess it's just fine enough to make some change.

"Pulling your legs together, athletes will have fun, but as an audience, it gets boring."

... Athletes have fun, I knew it was the Devil's Country.