Legend

Summer heat is already overdue, and the season is almost in autumn.

Early summer mornings are cooler than during the day, but they still don't change it's summer.

But if it's also about to be autumn, if you're vulnerable to the cold, you might feel some chills, at such times.

"Ahhhhhh!

Under a blue sky with no clouds, a roaring voice echoed in the courtyard of a long sky pavilion as the morning sun fell.

A slice of skins, several mm cuts, of long swords crushed for simulated warfare, protruded with roar, are avoided.

But even those who let go of the thrust don't expect their attacks to pass lightly. No, I guess he was assembling an attack on the assumption that he would be dodged.

Quickly pull back the long sword as it is, releasing the punch in a row again.

Even though it crushes the blade, the tip of the long sword is naturally pointed. Even the concurrent man was sharp enough to pierce the trunk of a tree if he punched it with all his strength.

Furthermore, if it is Rhodos, a rank C adventurer with a high fighting power who is wielding it, even if he is naturally crushing the blade, the blow of that long sword will easily kill a person's life.

But naturally, if the other person is a regular person.

If you try to make Rhodos who are cut off from all of the poking that is repeated over and over again, you can't afford to think about it in any way.

The fact is, because Ray was dodging like he'd cut out all of the over 10 pounds rolled out in a matter of seconds.

Ray avoids all of that with extreme disconnect, one after the other, wondering if he will still give up.

The sight also looked like a breathtaking dance, as if to manifest that militancy did not pass the dance.

"... lying, right? Oh, my God. That monster. Perhaps you can roll out all that speed punching without rest, but you keep dodging all of it..."

"Oh. And watch that dodging kid move"

"... Ugh. You're not reading the attack flow and dodging it, you're watching everything and dodging it."

"That's right. Normally, you read the target's attack omens and predict and evade the attack..."

"Oh, I know you. He seems to be an escort of the nobles from the kingdom of Mireana. As far as I can hear the innkeeper talking."

"Escort?... Right, right. You're an escort, so you're not gonna compete in a martial arts competition, are you?

"If that's what you mean, we're here as escorts, too? In the first place, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stay in a top-notch inn with this kind of supermarket."

"Guh, that's for sure.... but I lose confidence watching those guys fight"

"Right. In fact, the guy who's doing well for that kid has something high enough just to look at his strength. It's just that the kids over there are simply more overwhelming. I just didn't think I'd be able to win, but seeing a kid like that seems like it's gonna be hard to make it to the finals."

"No, unlike the final, which will be a Ning Lo personal battle, we should assume that it is a mixed battle in large numbers that makes our opponents more than capable of winning"

"I know what you're trying to say, but even if we use the power of the collective to stay in the final tournament, maybe we'll just lose light in the first round?

"You've got a lot of attention when you compete in the final tournament. If you want to think only of the way of a clerk, that's enough."

"But if you even made it to the corner finals tournament, stay at the top and get prizes and prizes..."

"It's good to dream, but you better take a good look at reality"

The battle between Ray and Rodos...... No, watching the simulation, each of those around him speaks where he thinks.

This is the courtyard of a long empty pavilion.

Only the finest inns of the Bestian Empire, even in the courtyard, are quite large.

At present, the courtyard was gathered to move the bodies of those who followed them as escorts for those who had stayed at the long-standing empty pavilion, as well as those who had stayed at the inn in their personal fame or with their patrons.

Because they have come to the capital as escorts for people who can stay in this inn, naturally they all have the strength to be called veterans and amazing people in the world.

The fact that there are other individuals who have just enough strength to stay in this inn, or patrons, naturally requires that much strength...

Such figures watched Ray and Rodos simulate the battle with all their alignments. No, you'd be right that we only had to watch.

Of course, even those who gathered at first to move their bodies in this place, there is no doubt that there was an intention to determine Ray and Rodos' prowess.

But if you watch the battle, no, but you can make them understand the difference in strength.

It must have been unfortunate for those in this room to have all that strength.

Because we have to compete in a fighting competition knowing that we have someone we are no match for.

I was naturally more confident in my abilities than I was on this occasion, and the shock had fallen on those who were visiting as a result of a severe earthquake.

There are two paths to be taken by those who are struck like that.

"Shit, it sounds stupid to be able to do it. Look, let's go back. If we train in the same place as those guys, we'll be weirdly affected by our movements."

A group of people who groan to throw up and leave, still mocking Ray and Rodos in agitation.

"... Come on, let's do it. They may be strong, but we have a little time before the fight starts. In a few moments, we'll still be strong. I can't do this right now, but I'm only trained to catch up with them."

As of now, even if you are losing to Ray or Rodos, a group that catches up without any of them and heat up your training if you let them overtake you.

As a percentage, the former was more, but that would be obvious if we said which was more futuristic.

As for Ray and Rodos, I was just doing a mock fight, but I didn't realize that was the only thing that was affecting my surroundings.

As a result, if Rodos sees that mock fight and hits Ray anyway, he'll feel a difference in strength that he'll never win, and there will be a few who will resign from the fighting competition.

"Whoa, whoa!

Rhodos, who kept releasing the poke in a row and had been dodged all of it, is in the mood for just one last blow and puts out the poke with all his might.

The thrust released at the most difficult torso, rather than the avoidable head, is avoided by the ray pulling its half.

It was a long sword that stopped perfectly with the thrust of that last blow...... the next moment, the thrust was released as it changed forcefully into a thrust of a lateral thrust.

"Slightly."

Ray also shouts surprise at that abrupt blow.

But the surprise also lasted a moment. At the next moment, when he reached out unconstitutionally, he took it to pinch the body of a long sword waved at him.

So-called, serious white blade removal.

"Hmm!

It must have been a confident blow for Rhodos as well. You didn't think you could stop that blow with your bare hands, the missing voice in between leaks out of your mouth.

"Yes, unfortunately."

Rhodos, who could not make the decision to let go of his weapon because he was pulling forcefully while holding onto his torso and was stunned by the sight he had seen in front of him, fell as-is and exposed his defenseless body, and at the next moment Ray's right fist was present in a position a few mm at the tip of his jaw.

You grabbed yourself. Why? I thought so and pointed my gaze downward only, but all that was there was my own long sword that was stopped from moving with only my left hand.

"... here we go"

Perfect loss like no more.

Ray can also pull the right fist that was poking at the tip of his jaw into the words that were spouted with Rhodos' sigh that understood it.

"I think the last attack was pretty good. I just used too much poking to take it that far"

Returning to that advice I told him while away from Rhodos was a frigid gaze.

"What?"

"Whatever it is, can you handle a move like that?"

"Really?

Think a little and immediately recall the earlier serious blade removal.

"No, it's not that hard of a move, is it? I can't say it's easy, of course.... just not very user-friendly in action"

"Why? You can disable the opponent's weapon with your bare hands, so that's a handy move."

Such a voice of Rhodos echoes in the courtyard, and those who were training away secretly and heartily agree.

Those who saw the simulation of Ray and Rhodos and still didn't forget to enhance themselves, but decided that watching the simulation would be their own food rather than training poorly because the two simulations were at a higher level, and most of those in the courtyard were paying attention... even though the blade was crushed, it was too unexpected to stop the long sword barely.

Therefore, it would definitely help if I could make that technology my own in earnest. That's what I decided, but for some reason Ray, who showed off that move, said he didn't want to use it in action, and everyone would pay interesting attention to why.

"I used it this time because I knew the blade was crushing, but if this was a real long sword, it would just be a little off timing and slash your palm or wrist? And if it's a magic item like the Devil's Sword, if you grab yourself badly, you can take damage from it with flames, ice, or lightning."

"... I see"

I was convinced when I asked.

Unless, of course, your skill is isolated from your opponent, but even then, you don't necessarily have an opponent with the Devil's Sword.

A good example of this would be Alogan, who was previously entangled in Ray and then joined together in a rank-up exam.

The skill of the sword itself was not that high, but it had the Devil's Sword as a weapon.

Because the ability of the Devil's Sword did not create a flame or anything, there was not as much danger. However, based on the experience, not very much, but serious blade removal is not a technique that can be used in action.

"That's why it's a mock fight. That's a move you could make. But I let you use moves you haven't used before, so your arms are definitely coming up."

Rodos' mouth grins at the rare compliments that get out of Ray's mouth.

In fact, it is true that it hastened Ray, even for a moment, so the area should be praised and ruined.

Most importantly, it is clear that there is still a great opening of strength between Ray and Rodos when compared to Ray, who is not scratching any sweat at all with a massive amount of sweat on his forehead.

"If you think about the rest of the way to the martial arts tournament, I'll get you one shot at Ray."

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

Sure, there's still a big difference between us right now, but still, Rhodos is just Elk's son, stretching that power day by day.

Even as Ray, I have no intention of letting him outrun me, but that's why the growing presence of Rhodos every day was interesting.

(At first, I thought it would be difficult to win the qualifying round, but at this rate, is it possible to make it to the final tournament?... I just can't be completely relieved of the qualifying Battle Royal unless he has too much strength. I guess it's a sight to see if you can make an audience of the rush around. When it comes to betting, it's not uncommon to get more excited than the final tournament)

Whimpering inside, I hear it's time for the innkeeper to wake up and throw the cloth that was ready nearby towards Rhodos.

"Look, it's time for the morning training to be over. You're ready for breakfast."

"Hmm? Oh, it's time for that"

Rodos looks up at the sky as he wipes the sweat that is stunning on his face.

Autumn sunshine. I guess that's the right way to describe it. It's sunshine, and sometimes it's supposed to be the beginning of autumn and the temperature will still be higher, but now it's still pretty easy to spend because of the morning.

While realizing such beautiful weather, Ray and Rodos each leave the courtyard behind.

Those who were dropping it off will be immersed in their own training, thinking of the earlier exchanges.

Half sorry Ray and Rodos, who were making so much movement out of their sight, disappeared, with half a sense of relief.

"Well, go to the cafeteria first."

"Oh."

Exchange words briefly, Ray breaking up with Rodos.

Why not head straight to the dining room would be obvious from what Rodos looks like.

Even though I wiped the sweat, the sweat I scratched in my body stayed the same, so I went back to one end of the room to get comfortable before heading to the dining room.

If this is a normal inn, I have absolutely no problem heading to the dining room scratching my sweat.

But this inn is one of the finest in the Bestian Empire… i.e., one of Elgin's most unparalleled. It is also aristocrats and big merchants with more status than they deserve who are staying, and if you head to a place like that that that smells like sweat, Dusker, Rodos' employer, will be insulted.

That's why Rhodos needed to get familiar.

Ray didn't scratch a single sweat, so all he had to do was gently scratch the dragon robe and dust it off.

Thus, the days leading up to the martial arts tournament pass.