Legend

The autumn sun was floating in the sky, as if the words Ray had predicted the night before would remain in place.

Some clouds are also floating, but that is not enough to cover the sun.

Sometimes autumn, it's the soft light that falls from the sun.

In such a wonderful autumn sunshine, the arena still has a live voice today.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on! The long-running martial arts tournaments also leave only two semi-finals today and a total of three finals the day after tomorrow! Even for me, it's a shame these exciting days are over... I'm already very sorry about that, but apart from that, I feel excited. Holy shit, there are two strong men in this Bestian Empire in today's game... and most importantly, the day after tomorrow in the finals, the strongest man in the Bestian Empire is to be decided! Everybody thinks so too!?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Live voices echo the audience's cheers inside the arena… and outside.

To that cheer, I don't want to mark the end of this martial arts competition, I want to enjoy this festival forever. That was what I had in mind.

'Well, then what's all this talk about, and it's time to move on to the game? Fighting the first game is... these two!

With live voices, countless balls of light of varying colors flaunt the athlete's entrance.

Exclamation leaks from the audience at the fantastic sight unique to the semifinals.

The first person to show up from such a polar-colored ball of light was an elf man.

The order in which athletes are admitted has not been determined if they were meant to be, but as you can see from the countless polar-colored balls of light, they also combine their unique semi-finals.

The elf of a man in his mid-20s if you just look at it on the outside. Of course its age of appearance is more than an elf.

Do you value ease of movement, or wear leather armor made from monster leather, with a long sword-filled sheath at the waist.

In the neat face of the elf, he gazes at his front, the entrance where his opponent comes out, with a raptor-sharp eye for the battle to be waged.

"Make it a Rank A Adventurer, Digma Lerus Laghe with the alias Water Dragon. The sword is also highly skilled, but no matter what you say, it's water spirits magic, as the alias also makes it! The spiritual magic of the water used by Digma is beautiful and vicious. As we all know, we have always defeated our opponents by the magic of their water and sharp sword moves. Honestly, if it's ever been a martial arts tournament, it would definitely have been the head of the winning candidate. '

That is true, and Digma should have been the lead candidate for this year's victory if it had been.

But there appeared two aliases called deep red and immovable.

One is an adventurer belonging to the Kingdom of Mireana, who has been hostile to the Bestian Empire for many years, doing so much more in the Spring War.

On the other hand, there are only three Rank S Adventurers in the world.

If you try to be one of the Bestian Empire, you will be on the side of villains and justice that are so easy to understand than any more.

Most of the topics were taken by those two people, and many of the other people who participate have their names appropriately, and Digma is a form that has been buried by many others.

Although Digma himself had little interest in talking about the hand.

Praised for his live voice, Digma is at the end of his gaze without showing any particular pleasure… he is looking to the entrance opposite of what he came out of.

'Well, then... you won't even have to introduce anyone to this person anymore. Who has pulled a giant sickle and defeated the mighty man lined up with Bassa Bassa. If you're a citizen of the Bestian Empire, no celebrity has ever heard his name before. Adventurer of the Kingdom of Mireana...... Deep Red Ray!

As the polar-colored ball of light rumbles again, he wears a robe and a hooded figure shows up.

In its hands is the Great Sickle as it was in the words of reality, a weapon that symbolizes Ray.

Ray moves on to the stage as he looks at the raging of light and smiles slightly.

Keep jumping lightly, on stage.

Digma, who was watching the movement, dyes the expression on his face into a small and surprising color that he did not move in any way, even if he was admired.

It was just a leap, but I couldn't find any gaps in the movement.

He didn't even show a preliminary motion, such as slightly bending his knee before the leap, kicking the ground just with the toenail movement of his foot and jumping over the stage.

Behavior that can be described as unclamped.

I understood it because it is a digma with more than some strength and strength that can be described as top notch, Ray's strength.

"I see. I have the strength to just be noisy"

Words leaking from the mouth of Pottori and Digma melody as the sound of a bell.

If it wasn't on the arena stage that I heard that, and it wasn't even Ray, it was a woman. Maybe the beauty of falling in love just hearing that one word.

But if you try to lay, your voice is only your voice.

If that voice has some kind of magic on it and affects it like a curse, it's still just a voice.

"I'm glad you said that. … Now, let's make it a rank A adventurer and see how strong it is to have the alias of a water dragon"

"Well, this is Rank B Adventurer. Let me show you his prowess with a deep red alias."

Digma, who returned Ray's words exactly as they were, pulls his long sword out of his hip sheath.

'Come on, put your weapons on each other and look into the other's gaps. Ray the Magic Warrior, who specializes in the magic of flame lineage, to Digma the Magic Warrior, who specializes in the magic of water spirits magic. It seems to be a battle between the opposite and similar. I can't keep an eye out for this, and it would feel like a guest coming to this arena to watch a game in the first place wouldn't see this and see what'

Make sure you're stirred up by a live voice and also fly cheers from the audience.

"Good luck, Master Digma!

"Good luck keeping both of them from scratching your face!

"Digma, show me your pride as an adventurer for the Bestian Empire. Ah!

Numerous other voices, such as backup and wilderness, are hung, and the voice of the referee echoes around in the midst of hearing such voices.

"Match, start!

With that word, it was Ray who came forward first.

We kick the stage with Death Size in our hands just to see how Rank A Adventurers are doing and reduce our distance from Digma.

In contrast, Digma activates spiritual magic while erecting a long sword without looking particularly nervous.

"Spirit of the water, turn it into a whip."

With the words, the water that appeared around Digma became whipped and swung to Ray.

Shake down and cut down the Death Size through the magic of that attack, which was wielded directly from the side by the torso. As it is, I tongue inside as I shrink my distance from Digma again.

(Shit, it's just spiritual magic and it activates fast. Do we have to fight it with the chanting shortening technique we got in the fight against the demonic wind)

Spirit magic is just a magical word to ask for what you want the Spirit to do.

Compared to the magic that takes the form of chanting a spell and then activating magic, the speed to activate is pretty fast.

Most of all, Spirit Magic is only a request for an event to happen to the Spirit. In other words, if the person is hated or abandoned by the Spirit, any spiritual magic ceases to work.

Magic that depends purely on an individual's qualities and personality, that's spiritual magic.

By comparison, the magic Ray uses does not depend on his personal qualities to the extent of spiritual magic.

Of course there are differences in talent in terms of magic quantity, magic chanting speed and magic building technology, but those who still have magic are sure to be able to use magic up to a certain point, and it was advantageous not to have the precarious condition that the Spirit hates them and makes magic unusable.

"Spirit of the water, fly"

The Spirit Magic used next is to make a water polo the size of a face and fly it toward Ray.

However, a water polo that flew in a straight line could not have hit the ray, tilting itself in the process of approaching Digma and avoiding the water polo. As it is, it wields its great sickle against Digma, which falls within Death Size's attack range.

A tall metal sound that sounds at the same time.

Ray, who sees it, not surprisingly gives a Ning Luo convincing look.

He's an alias Rank A Adventurer. Naturally, it was easy to imagine that I had the Devil's Sword.

Adhesive for a few seconds as it is.

While the death-sized blade and the Devil's Sword blade remained overlapping in an adhesive situation, Ray, who unexpectedly felt signs of something approaching from behind, slammed the Devil's Sword wide off and bounced forcefully, leaping sideways.

A moment later, a water polo passes through the space where Ray's body has been.

"That was a water polo earlier!?

Take a distance from Digma and be surprised and convinced.

There's no way a man called the Water Dragon could just fly a water polo.

In fact, that water polo is released toward Ray again as it circles around Digma.

"Don't think the method of attack I showed you once will make it through again and again!

Screaming, wielding a magical death size.

He was going to slash it off, just like the water whip earlier.

But...

"Spirit of water, scatter"

With that short chant, a water polo about the size of its head that was headed for Ray was dispersed into five small water polo balloons.

"Become!?

It was Ray who raised his surprise at that sudden behavior, but it should be said that he still didn't stop the motion to wield a magical death size.

The death-sized blade, wielded as it is, succeeds in destroying two water balloons out of five.

But destroying two means that there are three water polo balloons left, two to the left and one to the right and a split water polo hits Ray.

Three water polo balloons attacked from left to right jumped backwards to open the distance, and magic spun a chant from the mouth of Magic and Ray.

"Flame, show up as I please."

Flame created at the tip of the Death Size blade.

The magic of a short chant worn in the previous game is completed before the water polo reaches Ray.

"Rheumatism"

The death-sized blade, wielded with the magical activation, creates a flame as if to traverse its trajectory.

A water polo hit by that flame evaporates without even a moment of antagonism and its appearance disappears.

"Become!?

Digma voices heard from the front.

I guess I never thought my unleashed water polo would evaporate in one blow.

If the magic of water and flames collide, if it is normal, water wins. If a flame were to prevail, would it make a difference until it was clear in magic technology, or would the amount of magic put into magic itself be different?

(I saw the battle against the demonic wind, but still didn't expect even my magic to evaporate)

A digma who can focus on the Devil's Sword, who is stunned inside but holds it without putting it on his expression.

Only the elves, Digma had absolute confidence in her own spiritual magic.

I was assuming that we would never lose to a human wizard.

Surely that is not wrong. Because it is the elves that boast a higher amount of magic than normal humans, and it is also above them when it comes to things like magic proficiency and technology.

... Yes, if they are normal people, though.

While surprised by Ray's amount of magic, Digma grabs the Devil's Sword and moves forward.

"Spirit of water, pierce"

Digma, who came forward as if to poke a ray gap that was finished unleashing magic, unleashes an arrow of water as a restraint.

I don't think it was released with a short chant, three arrows of water.

Those three arrows, which shine so sharply that they don't seem to be water, fly straight towards Ray.

Intercepting it is a death-sized ray.

The death-sized blade through the magic instantly smashes the three arrows that came at me, but it meant that at the same time it created the time needed for Digma to approach.

The gap created by swinging the death size is less than a second long.

Still, if I tried Digma, it was enough time to pass.

Diving into Ray's nostalgia, Digma waves a demonic sword through the magic.

That blow to the torso would have definitely been fatal if Ray hadn't dodged it.

It would be an incredible blow given the rules of the martial arts tournament, but as for Ningro Digma, I didn't think this blow would do as much damage to Ray.

And the fact that the decision is never different.

"Ha!

Death size to be wielded, along with sharp exhalation.

However, I couldn't get the blade back on hand in time, so I hit him with the patterned part.

What echoes around you is the metal sound that can be played when those two weapons are hit.

At first glance, we looked at each other. It was such an exchange...

"Whoa!?

It was Digma who bounced off the scene with a stunned voice... No, it was Digma who was blown away heavily by the force of Ray and the weight of his death size to be exact.

Digma would have seemed to have jumped out of the audience because he was blown backwards and still landed in balance in the air.

Wave the Devil's Sword into the air with nothing as it is, and the sound of slashing and tearing the air echoes around you.

"Hmm, I see. Exactly. It just has a deep red and an alias. So... let's start Act Two!

With a sharp cry, Digma moves forward again.