Let's Manage The Tower

"Damn it!

Isaac was impatient and unexpectedly malicious, but Kouchi stood in front of him with an unchanged expression from the beginning.

Until the battle began, no, even after the battle began, it was Isaac who believed in his superiority and did not doubt it, but that is why he was unable to cope with the present reality.

The Corrie in front of him was consistent in his defenses from start to finish.

Of course, it wasn't an attack at all.

However, the attack was also necessary for defense and did not proactively damage Isaac.

At first, it was Isaac who was laughing at it, but his mood turned into a rush with an unlikely high defense.

And the result is now.

I gently exchanged the objects on the magic equipment to avoid being found by the opponent.

It's the same as the one I got yesterday from the president of the Battle Chamber of Commerce.

However, what was in my hand after the exchange was dull compared to what I received yesterday.

However, since I sneaked it out of sight, no one should have leaked it...

Corey, who had never spoken before, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Is the exchange over?

"... what?

"I heard that the tool exchange is over."

Isaac was upset inside as he stared straight at himself.

There has never been any leakage where the product has been exchanged once.

In the first place, it was rarely a long fight to replace it, but Isaac couldn't afford to think about it.

And Corey said something more suspicious to Isaac.

"That seems to be the last one, but please use it thoroughly. For the future (...)"

Hearing those words, Isaac's predecessor ran cold sweat.

"Well, I can't believe I knew from the beginning..."

Cole did not answer Isaac's whisper, and as before, Isaac attacked.

It was clear that he wasn't trying to give Isaac time to think.

There are three types of magic tools that Isaac uses.

Each of them has a high effect.

Each hit deals a special blow, and the defense does not even strike the court sorcerer's teeth.

However, the amount of magic used is not half the amount, and it is not something that can be used for long matches.

That's why I had five spare magic parts available, but Corey was right to use all the spares.

And because it was the tools I was using, it was the end of the day.

"Fuck!

The attack you attempted to activate did not trigger.

It is out of magic.

It didn't take long for the remaining two magic pieces to be bottomed out after the magic pieces were cut.

Looking at Isaac in a hurry, Cory spoke slowly.

Is it over?

After hearing the dialogue, Isaac rushed into a defensive position.

But Isaac's strength without tools, as Hartvin sees it, is not so great, but it is not enough to feed on top.

The defensive posture was meaningless, and Isaac, who had already been attacked by Cory, lay on the ground lightly.

"Did you lose?"

Isaac's defeat was firmly in his eyes.

I've seen all of Isaac's battles so far.

Even so, I didn't think there was such a difference in strength between Isaac and Cory.

"Excuse me."

That's how I shook his shoulder.

Hmm? Ah.

His head was pulled back to reality, knowing that the man who shook his shoulders looked familiar.

"It's time to get out, or it'll get tough."

"Okay. I'll be right out."

The audience is still boiling with Cole's joy of victory and few are going home.

I wanted to give him a break as he strolled away from the venue.

Stand up immediately and leave the venue behind.

"Still... Corey, is that it? I wonder who she is."

His murmured words vanished into the noise of the people, and did not enter into anyone's ears.

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The story of Cory's victory spread throughout the city of Seychun that day.

The Arena Alliance is an organization that has a considerable say in some of the Alliances in Seychun.

Rank number one to become the most powerful of them has more power than the Alliance Master.

Those who were paying attention to whether people like Isaac would stand up as the power holders were rejoicing in the story.

In fact, Isaac's reputation has not been good for a long time.

It is natural in a sense not to want such a person to stand up as a person's mood.

At the tavern that day, it was seen everywhere that Cory's victory was boosted by wine dishes.

The opposite was true of the mansions in the luxury residential area, while the people of Seychun were at a gentle mood.

"What are you doing, you idiot!

It was Dames, the owner of the Mansion, who shouted so much.

Dames was a useless nobleman who had been involved with Florians before.

And what they're yelling at is Isaac, who lost to Cory today.

"Shut up. Don't yell at me like that. You just lost once today, didn't you?

While facing the other person's yelling, Isaac spread his hands as if he had abandoned himself.

Never tell the public that you think it will be impossible to win next.

Looking at such an Isaac, Dames, who was even more irritated and distracted, gave a big tongue and then let go.

"Are you stupid? What makes you think there's gonna be another one?

"Hey, mister. What are you talking about? It's not just one fight, is it?

"Hmm. I was so unusual, I could have said that."

In Dames' words, Isaac twitched his face.

Then, the next push completely solidified his expression.

"In general, why do you think you can keep lending it to me forever? I bet you are."

"Nah, what!?

Isaac's head turned pure white in words he hadn't thought about.

The magic equipment Isaac used during the battle was not his own in the first place.

A messenger of Dames appeared to Isaac, who was tired of being an adventurer, and brought him here.

There is no way that an adventurer like Isaac can possess magic equipment that is as effective as this.

I don't know why I came around, but Isaac kept fighting in Seychun's arena as a "favor."

Nor does Isaac know why Dames has made such a request.

However, as part of my request, I was just told to keep winning in combat.

I didn't think it meant "never lose."

However, this is not Isaac's handicap.

In the first place, in the arena of Seychun, it is unusual to continue to win without losing.

"Okay, so? Am I paying for this?

Isaac, whose head was strangely calm, stared at her as she asked.

"I don't know! You stay calm until I tell you to! But as always, don't expect the noise to go away!

Isaac didn't think that Dames planned this on his own.

In a way, as expected, Isaac stared at Dames with a cold gaze.