Manowa
Lesson 121: Let's Remotely Operate
◎ Lisalekt's City Southern Arena
"Damn."
Naoki groans and collapses on the spot. Naoki, who had exhausted all his power, already had no power to wave his sword, and only his will to face it, even in its fallen appearance, kept him holding the sword.
But victory and defeat are cruel. The referee, who decides that he is incapable of fighting, raises his hand and declares.
"Winner Vanil!
And the cheer exploded. It was against Vanil, the man in silver armor who showed overwhelming power, and against Naoki, who kept fighting to the end.
And in front of Naoki, who was falling, the man in silver armor said, "That was quite good, boy," and left with a laugh.
◎ Lisalekt's City Southern Arena Audience
Naoki, did you lose?
My brother, who said in front of the wind, "You must lose before your sister sees you," was down.
"I don't know what else to do with that"
Jinlai also answers with a roar. He is a fiercely regrettable grandfather as to why he did not participate. This match also kept my eyes open and I watched it all the time. Well, it didn't have to be Jinlai. It was about the same game.
On the second day of the main election, Naoki was to compete against Vanil, a man of silver armor. Strength was thought to be comparable to Jinlai's, and the Lower Horse Review was also told that Vanil's victory was mostly confirmed. However, Naoki also showed a good fight for his reputation.
Five minutes after the start of the battle, he altered the Devil's Sword one after the other, using various hands, but still attacked, and eventually had to meet, still slashed abruptly, withstood and continued to attack Vanil's sword. The sharpness of its incessant slaughter was enough to silence the venue, but that was it. Vanil suppressed all of it and beat Naoki without even letting it plunder. Differences in local power were historical.
And at the end of the day, Naoki didn't have to let Vanil down his todome, but fell down with all his might. But there was no voice to bruise Naoki, who fought so hard to squeeze out to the last drop. The audience continued to applaud the young warrior for putting everything in just a few moments.
"Yeah. Well, you're safe. Above all."
The sound of the wind laughs into the wind of heartfelt relief. For Naoki, it would not be heartfelt unwillingness, but if I tried to make the wind sound, Naoki's victory and defeat were secondary. It is of the utmost importance that my family be safe, and that is why I did not care much about losing.
Jinlai, who knows the blue face of the wind sound when he hears that his opponent is Vanil, the man with the silver armor, I don't think he can help relieving that wind sound, but "Don't tell Naoki about it," the nail stabs him. The wind sounds swelled the boo and cheeks, but the man has the will of a man, Jinlai says. Naoki would be hurt to see her sister react like that...... Jinlai gently persuaded the wind noise.
"Well, anyway, that Vanill guy's gonna stay here until the finals."
The wind noise, reluctantly nodded at Jinlai's words, turns the story to the topic of a man in silver armor.
"Right. Later it will be someone of three: Yumica, Genzo and Minaka. It still seemed steep, and the gathering seemed worse than usual."
Jinlai says it's a hassle to have more famous mighty men than it should be. It should be noted that some of the well-known strong also participate, but one Minaka broke yesterday, and Vanil and Genzo defeated each other this morning. And in this afternoon's section, Genzo will fight a man also known in the Numa arena named Reaper Zenger, and in tomorrow's semifinals, Vanill will fight a fierce man named Axe Demon Gogol, but probably Genzo and Vanill won't lose, Jinlai said.
"For that matter, you should see that the grain of New Face was huge. I'm guessing you guys made a lot of noise because the operators were in trouble for not having eyeballs."
"You're so intelligent."
The wind sounds bitter.
"There are two big tournaments in this neighborhood. If you're a strong man, you'll be narrowing it down to the great martial arts club in the Republic of Numa in three months. Because that's the most imminent thing, I think we just had a big fight to try not to get into each other."
The more time passes, the closer I get to the Numa's Grand Martial Arts Club. I guess the operation was also a bitter meat holding. All because of the war.
"If that's true, Kazane, and I'm sure of your memory, how about your game already?
Jinlai remembers that there must have been a morning section of the summons match.
"I'm almost there. I'm doing it now."
"What?"
Just in response to the wind noise, Jinlai also rounded his eyes.
"You can also combine special training in information collaboration. I'm connecting you to Yucconeer and sending you to the venue now."
The gaze of the wind noise that he spoke of was also connected to Yucconeer's gaze, which Jinlai felt as if looking somewhere far away.
◎ Central Arena of the City of Lizarect
"Wha."
The featured stock, the ghost killing princess. Nature and the audience will also be high in the summons match in which Kazane enters. But there was no wind noise before them when they came to see what the wind sounded like, and it was only Yucconeer who was there. And in the center of the noisy venue, Yucconeer stood on two legs and showed his placard to the referee.
"Uh, 'I have to go see my brother's game, so I'll leave it all to Yucconeer this time'?
Yucconeer replies "Nyah" to the voice reading the referee's placard. The voice in the center of the arena is amplified by magic and communicated to the audience, so this voice is echoed in the venue.
And Yucconeer turns the next placard.
"'Note that I will leave the battle to Yucconeer as it is, so be careful'"
"Wha."
"What's the matter, what's the matter?"
I guess I felt like I was being fooled. Opponent's summoner screamed. Yucconeer, who saw it, took out one of the placards.
"Nyah, nya"
"Uh, yes, yes. I wish I could read this."
The referee reads out the placard put out by Yucconeer.
"Uh, 'you killed them all'?
The venue quiets for a moment.
It should be noted that the wind sounded "ahhh" in the audience at the Southern Arena, and Jinlai, Tiara and Mephirus, who were on the spot, were freaking out.
"Niña, niña"
Yucconeer rushed out another placard. Apparently, he had more than one available so that he could answer it according to the other person's dialogue. But under what circumstances did you intend to use that earlier? It is a mystery.
"Roger. Right this way. Yeah," I can't add or subtract it if I leave it to the basic yucconeer, so it's a little yabeye "...... Oh, you suck."
"Wha."
Yucconeer answers the word of judgment, with one hand up.
"It looks bad. May I begin, then?"
Don't worry about it.
My opponent screams like that, but my back was drawn.
Anyway, this opponent's summons for Glario is usually a summons, a knightly form called Sylphinite that lets you share your senses with yourself. Though speed-priority and not incompatible with Yucconeer, he seemed to suffer from hallucinations characteristic of sensory sharing for the time being, even if he was chopped up and burned like yesterday's battle.
Nevertheless, he is also a warrior who has come here to fight. With one deep breath, calm down, and Glario invokes Sylphie Knight.
The referee who saw it raised his hand and shouted, "Start."
"Let me get ahead of you!
That's what Glario runs Sylphie Night. Even if Sylphinite is agile, Graglio himself is a normal human being, and his kinetic response is that of a normal human being. The struggle is desperate for Yucconeer to spin at speed. So if you decide to take the lead, you stick out Rapier.
"Nyah!"
At that speed, Yucconeer also narrows his eyes and stares at the impending enemy. But it doesn't move. Yucconeer kept watching Silphinite loom,
And it was pierced as it was.
"Yay!
There's no point in Graglio shouting like that. Rapier hit Yucconeer brilliantly... because he looked as if he did. But the reality is different. Yucconeer's figure, which should have been pierced, turns gnarly and disappears intact.
"Disappeared?
That's what Graglio shouted. It is a skill called a 'mirage' that exploits heat distortion, used by demons of fire attributes. Yucconeer who moves and fights on his own is less likely to use it, but it's a useful skill in these situations.
"Then where is he... Ha!?
The real Yucconeer stood directly beside Sylphie Knight when it came to it. Keep your bright red nails up,
"Nah."
Zusha and Silfie Knight were torn vertically.
"Guaaaaaaaa"
And Glario moaned on the spot with painful feedback from the summons, and fell.
"Winner Yuccone...... no, Kazaneh!!
Yucconeer rose to the word of that referee and waved his forefoot. And the venue was engulfed with cheers.
◎ Lisalekt's City Southern Arena Audience
"Huh."
The wind shouted and sat down on the spot.
"Are you okay?
Tiara worries and asks, but the wind sounds like, "Mm-hmm. Standing on two legs is tight," he mutters. The bipedal appeal seems to disapprove Yucconeer.
Well, it's a cat.
Jinlai said so. Well, it's a cat. Sometimes it's called a standing cat, but Yucconeer is bigger, and it's harder to stand than a normal cat, he says. Besides, Yucconeer was a proud cat warrior and the cuteness appeal was unintentional.
"So you won?
"Sort of."
The wind sounds pieces satisfactorily to Jinlai's question.
"You wanted to see it."
"There's still an afternoon section. There's a battle for the top eight."
That's what Jinlai answers to the unfortunate tiara. Tiara said the same thing about the words, so I got back on my mind.
Speaking of which, you said special training in information collaboration.
Jinlai remembers as many wind-sounding words as he did earlier.
"Is it something you can reach even if you're so far away?
"I'm fine in this city. I don't know, I have to concentrate. It's tough for a long time. Well, if we don't have a lot of connections, we'll keep it pretty good."
That's how the wind sounded in response to Jinlai's question.
"I see."
By the way, the wind sounds seem to be making the Tatsuyoshi-kun series run around the city and all sorts of special training. I am currently thinking about making a small Tatsuyoshi-kun for intelligence.