Legend

I can tell you that the man's luck as a managing committee member of the martial arts tournament sucked.

As I walked in search of a colleague who had disappeared at some point, suddenly I heard things.

It wasn't just a noise, either, because someone... or something was like a raging, destructive sound.

Even though I have a bad feeling about it, I approach the room where things are making noise because of the thought that if something goes wrong, it will be a hassle later.

I naturally knew that the room was used as an athlete's room because I worked as a steering committee member for a martial arts competition.

I wonder if there are even eight players who have lost the game... and if you think about it further, maybe an invisible colleague is caught up in those eight.

I put my face in the modem with that thought, but the events that were taking place there were events that far exceeded the man's expectations.

The colleague I was looking for waved a dagger to the man... because I saw the sight of him striking Ray, a pronounced presence in many ways in this fight.

And Ray was so lucky that such a man showed up, he waved the big sickle he had and beat Lilonay to death, asking if he would seal the move and take it against himself.

"Huh!? No, what's going on? What the hell is Leronay doing to you?

There was also the question of whether he sold the fight to Lilonay from Ray for a moment, which he immediately denies.

Leronay struck Ray unilaterally, and Ray himself was dedicated to defense.

... even though he had struck out with a death-size stone poke in his exchange since the man showed up.

And above all, the man had to ask Ray something.

"And what the hell does brainwashing mean?!?

"It means exactly what you say.... Shit, don't move."

While stepping on his back to prevent him from moving, he punches Leronay's hand with a death-sized stone poke… more precisely with a dagger, bouncing that dagger far away.

"The consultation of the management committee has made the use of that whip impossible. Do you understand that breaking this will disqualify you?

"... Hey, Leronay? What the hell are you talking about in this situation?"

I don't understand what my colleagues are saying. He was the man to ask like that, but Ray shook his head at the words.

"It's no use. I told you, this guy named Leronay is brainwashed. You probably don't even understand what you're talking about."

"Brainwashing... I don't care what they say..."

A man who turns his gaze toward Ray in a bewildered manner.

That would be natural, too. I am certainly more accustomed to rough things than the average person, than I am to being a management committee member of a martial arts tournament.

Nevertheless, it is only to such an extent that it is more accustomed than the average person, and it is not comparable to the athletes participating in the fighting competitions.

It would be confusing and natural to see the sight of such a man with several bodies rolling on the floor and his own colleagues attacking the athletes participating in combat competitions with their mouths full of unintelligible things.

But...... Ray opens his mouth without any mercy to such a man.

"If you don't take it that way, I'll kill you? Testify that there was only one way to kill him then."

"Wait! Wait!

A man screaming aggressively at Ray, who spoke when he killed him lightly.

Because I never thought the words out of Ray's mouth would be joking or convenient.

Above all, because there are several bodies rolling on the ground.

My own colleagues are killed as they are. Ray asks the man who judged and shouted aggressively.

"Then decide what to do. This is how I suppress it, but it's pretty powerful, this guy."

Ray's face, which I tell you so, doesn't have a particularly spicy look on his face.

But that's because it's Ray, and it would be hard for a normal human to hold onto Leronay right now.

Because it possesses the unique power of those who are adjusted as dolls.

"... ok, then why don't you stay put a little longer? I'll call the one up there right away. It's too big for me to judge."

Precisely would be the exact place where you don't want to make the decision to kill people.

While I understand that, as Ray, I just have to snort.

It was obvious that there was no reason here to ignore a man's words and kill Leronay.

As a result, a small sigh of sigh accepts the man's words.

"Okay. But he's the one who's after his own life. Bring me here as soon as you can before this guy like Leronay acts any stranger."

"Soon... I'll be right back! So, listen, don't ever kill me!

That's the man who screams and leaves like he's in a panic.

Ray, who dropped off such a man, turns his gaze to Lilonay, on whom he is stepping.

"You've blessed my colleagues."

"Please check back for any irregularities that should be explained in advance. It is strictly forbidden to use demons or subpoena magic in particular, and you may be disqualified at the time of use… in some cases you may be subject to punishment"

Lilonay manages to move her body to escape Ray's leg as she whines in the same way.

The power to break out is stronger than normal human beings because it is strengthened. Still, the intrusion is to a great extent different from that of a normal human being, making it impossible to escape Ray's stepping foot.

He was also fortunate to have only one dagger that was bounced off by Ray.

I guess one of these days you decided there was nothing you could do just to be rambling under your feet. Leronay moves her body and manages to escape the hanging part of Ray's center of gravity as he steps on it.

"It's a pain in the ass that you haven't lost your judgment in your habit of being obsessed with personality and memory."

You can't even miss that behavior as Ray, but you reposition the center of gravity that Leronay steps on as she moves.

It's been a few minutes as it is, and eventually footsteps will be heard again.

But now more than one, not one.

(If this is actually the Soul Bell guys, you can't laugh)

While thinking that way, Ray can nevertheless focus on his death-size gripping hand by saying once and for all.

If it were normal, it would be impossible first, but if I were to say that, because it was unexpected that Leronay, who was moving under his feet, was turning into a doll in the first place.

Fortunately, however, this time it did not apply with regard to the anomaly.

"You're still alive!

It was the man earlier who told him so and showed up.

There were several other figures behind them, and there was no doubt that they were the ones the men had called.

One of them, an old man in his 50s, steps forward and opens his mouth.

"Non is the boss of these people, not a man named Asha.... deep red, no Ray. According to what Ilsibel told me, Leronay is being manipulated by some hand... is that the truth?

"Manipulate...... I see. Well, can't you even say that? Why don't you ask him in person?

Ray turns his gaze to Lilonay, who is still scratching algae under his feet.

Luckily for you, you're captured like a doll you fought before, but you don't look unconscious.

Is that because it has not been determined that this situation has been captured, or does it have anything to do with the position of being a member of the management board of the Martial Arts Games? I didn't know the area, but it was Ray's heart that I should be lucky enough to think about it because he still hasn't lost consciousness.

"... Leronay, can you hear me?

Asha speaks to Lilonay, even as she remembers hearing Ray's words, or what she was hearing from Ilsibel, who came to call herself.

"When it comes to magic, you are free to use it, but remember that if you kill someone, you lose against the rule"

"Leronay? Hey, Leronay. Don't you hear what I'm saying?

"If you don't even die, if you get off the stage, you'll recover. So fight with confidence."

"... Leronay..."

Asha groaning stunnedly.

I guess it never felt so terrible that the conversation didn't engage. Its cheeks are slightly drawn.

To Asha like that, Ray opens his mouth by deciding that it would be enough.

"As you can see. Well, I think I understand the current situation... what do we do with this guy?

"... before I do, can I ask why this happened?

"It must be the Soul Bell that's after me."

To that name, which was lightly told, for a moment Asha abandons understanding the word and the back of her brain turns white.

The same was true of Ilsibel, or of the others who came with Asha.

Soul quenching bell. The name should be spoken with so much fear in the Bestian Empire.

Still working a long time in the arena, Asha manages to open her mouth back to me.

"Is that true? The bell of the soul is aimed at the Lord."

"Oh, I know if you live in this country, but there was a lot going on with this country in the spring."

To that word, a few other than Illsibel and Asha sharpen their gaze.

I thought maybe someone died in the spring war, Ray, but we're more likely to die of each other than it is a war.

I volunteered for the army knowing that, so I honestly felt I would have trouble being blamed there.

Most of all, even after understanding it, I didn't understand that I still resented myself.

Anyway, Ray decides it's a waste of time even as he talks about it here and now, he just goes back.

"So, some soul-quenching bells are called brainwashing or manipulating people the way they want. I think he did something to this Leronay guy."

Asha's face is flattered by the words.

However, that is not against Ray. Against the bell of the soul that brought my men into this sight.

"Is Leronay... that, going back to normal?

"I don't know. I heard about the guy who attacked the inn I used to stay in who lost consciousness after he got caught. I left the city right after that, so I don't know what happened."

That's what Ray answered, but it's Ray's prediction that he probably won't wake up.

But this is purely close to Ray's reckoning, and there is no conclusive evidence of any kind.

That's why I tell you so.

Because hope is really necessary.

"So, what are we gonna do with this guy after all? From what I just said, you can assume we're talking to someone who's going to help, right?

"Mm-hmm. You can't just abandon a man you've spent years with. Let's pick it up here. Hand it over to the guard."

Ray tells Asha to confirm as she comes up with a painful look.

"Tell you what, this is the only time I'm gonna turn you over. The next time this guy attacks me, I'll let him handle it right here.... If you didn't want me to, you'd never let me get away with it."

Tell him so, and Asha's signal brings the other management committee closer, making sure to contain Leronay before letting go of the foot he was stepping on.

Moments...

"That's against the rules due to a default violation. Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it."

Suddenly Lilonay rumbles out as she raises her voice.

"Wow!

"Damn, this guy is powerful!

"Hey Leronay, hold on!

"Mmm."

Those who hold Leronay's limbs speak to each of them.

Sometimes it still takes four people, and they manage to restrain their limbs and transport them slowly, albeit outside the barn.

Ray, who was watching that, turns his gaze to Asha, who has a melancholy look on her face.

You don't want to believe your own people ended up like this.

That's how he thinks, while Ray opens his mouth as he stores the Death Size to Mystering.

"Well, can I leave this place to you?

"... um. This time our people bothered us."

We exchanged words briefly and Ray left the gallery, which would have been useless while the competition was already open.

"Gu...... ha, ha, ha"

"Sistoy, I'm gonna pull out my dagger. And this is the potion of detoxification."

One of the bases where Moura and Sistoy have several in the Imperial City, the two were quick to handle the wounds.

Originally, the poison of a dagger stabbed in Sistoy would kill the opponent instantly, but fortunately, he was able to rendezvous with Moura after escaping from the holding room because he was drinking a potion that would disable the poison and paralysis to some extent before work, thus allowing him to be treated for the wound.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

Even drinking potions with anti-poison and anti-paralysis effects, specially made by alchemists with soul suppressing bells, suffer so far, probably because the poison was still quite strong.

"But I could survive.... Whatever we're going to do, we need to heal the wound anyway."

Whimpering, Moura continues to treat Sistoy.