Nankoufuraku no Maoujou e Youkoso

The main battle takes two days.

Until the second round in the first day and the final in the second day.

It's not even in number of games, but I guess the second half of the game will take more time to perform.

Referral footage and intentions may be streamed.

So it's World War II.

Our opponents are [the brave] and [the brave].

Looks like another party leader tagged each other at this tournament.

In the dungeon offense, the party is basically fixed.

It cannot be easily replaced or replaced.

For example, in competitions like this, the Dreamtag can be realized that Mr. Aerial and the four Spirit Contractors of Phoenix will fight together.

In that case, who can win?

The only thing that comes to my mind is my master. The master just won't want to leave.

Many participants in this one are demons at the same workplace and adventurers at the same party.

Among those left in the main battle, there are three sets of human and demonic tags, including ours.

Demons at different workplaces are Mr. Fulcus and Mr. Kay, and adventurers at different parties are the opponents of this one.

"Let me apologize first, Lord Leme!

[Brave Wind] was about fourteen boys. It's a hazy way of talking and gives me a pleasant impression.

"Until I saw the First World War, I missaw Lord Leme. Even if he's good, he said he'd be tough in [Black Demon Instructor]. Because if it's a tag battle, it's more about personal power."

There will be more for the individual than winning with the combined power of the five. Because fewer people share what it takes to win.

"But when I saw your move, I knew it. It's not the same as in the previous party days. You have the option to move yourself because you have fewer allies to support you or because you have fewer enemies to hang black magic - you are strong."

That gaze is straight and I don't feel a lie.

It's going to be basic, but thinking is essential for magical activation. To put together the idea of what kind of magic to make, and to keep the effect going, we have to keep thinking.

He hung black magic on all the enemies that emerged and thought that without his buddies and audience knowing the actual potency, party members would then feel comfortable fighting.

In such a state, I can't use a body that I have worked out.

Too much to think about.

"I do not know anyone who can move that far in [Black Demon Instructor]. It's a great attitude to do everything you can to win. My chest gets hot so that my efforts and ingenuity are rewarded."

He pulls out the sword.

"But no, that's why I'll do everything I can. If I don't, I'll be rude to you."

Apparently, he also has something hot in his chest.

Then I'm the bug man.

[Blasting Brave] was a well-fitted boy who looked older than his partner.

He sets up a battle axe.

Two [brave men] rushed out with the signal to start the game.

[The brave man of the fierce wind] is straight at me, and [the brave man of the blast] is held back by the countless walls that Berito caused to occur shortly after he began.

From the destructive sounds you will hear soon, it will be advancing as it blows up in spiritual art.

Woven to the point of being destroyed. Wall to slack the speed of progression between axe and wind.

"Wind!

I hear the swirling sound of air.

That grows as he approaches.

Are you letting the blade wrap the wind around you?

Now the boy is running with a very small storm.

"Berito"

"Ah."

Silver walls hold me and the boy back.

From their side, that's what they look like.

"I don't mind, Lord Leme! Working with your partner is a tag battle, and with every silver I have, I will defeat you!

Do you bypass the wall or destroy it?

Either way, he'll be on guard.

Now, you think you can react. In fact, it has the power, so nothing is wrong.

Use the correct perception.

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Beat Lord Leme.

I find it so difficult to be confident that there is a respect in that area.

When I was a kid, I could smile and say I wanted to be first, but after I became an adventurer, I would stop even if I went out to my throat.

I know the weight of the word, so I can't speak easily.

The statement that I want to be the brave man of Lord Leme is famous. In a bad way, though.

He said useless but unworthy dreams are told next to the best friends of the Four Spirit Contractors.

Regardless of how I put it, I didn't think there was any part of the content that could be denied.

It's not like you don't know what it's like to be a brave man or anything, if you chose an adventurer.

But he knew. We didn't know that.

His movements are not worn by the talentless in a matter of months. Something much, much more worked out for years.

That's not all, it's fast enough to spot the opponent's movements, and the movement from there is bold and accurate.

I didn't know there was attack magic coming and we could take evasive action in that direction.

The sword isn't bad either. Not very skillful, but covered with eyes and movement.

Of course I don't think I'm inferior to him, but the assumptions are too different.

Given his aptitude, it would have taken blood seeping effort.

I remember respect for that, and I'm ashamed of myself for looking down at him like the others.

With all your magic, defeat those who aspire to be brave.

A wall appears in front of the eye. But this is known. If it's the exact same thing, it can be handled without a problem.

But what if it's not? If Lord Leme is inventive?

Moments, I felt an increase in magic and movement.

Lord Leme's magic is hard to feel. Many wizards are good at hiding magic organ performance because they are suitable for magic manipulation.

Except when magic is shed on the wand.

So I know.

Running up (,,,,,,).

- Right! It's a wall from here, but it's like a hill or a staircase from the other side.

Are you going to go out on your own head pushing from the front?

Operation to hang black magic with the magic of a wand and cut the gap you were frightened of?

If anyone doubts his strength. Or even [the brave] could have caught on.

But I know myself.

So.

At the same time as I saw the shadow of the human form at my feet, I unleashed the wind that had me wrapped around my sword.

I'm going to rip the sky out of each of him, and I'm going to cut up my sword.

Moments, the mannequins and wands that were overhead fall apart.

A few moments later from there, I felt that the clouds floating in the blue sky had changed shape. Did it arrive that far?

Anyway, hit Lord Leme. I would have definitely left.

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- And that's the place.

"Hey...?

His response is not wrong. Visually verify and then attack, but delay for a moment. The speed with which you attack the moment you think you're coming is a tricky talent. Talent honed with effort.

What he cut was the sheath part of my wand and the people-shaped - silver.

Magic was poured into a sheath with the function of a wand.

And there's silver tangled at his feet when he stops.

Breaking through the brittle wall she bristles, I pop out in front of [Brave Wind].

A boy who put all his power into magic, as proclaimed. Attack magic doesn't make it at this distance.

I walk through him with my sword.

That's right [brave man], he tried to wave his sword down as it was.

Interception should have been made in time. That's about it, the difference in ability between [the brave] and [the black demon mentor] in proximity is clear and cruel.

But you know that.

My foot on the floor leaves the floor like the next jump.

But this step was different. The floor jumped up more.

Accelerated to be pushed out with Berito's silver, I only outpace him for a moment.

In that moment, a sword pierces his chest just before the sword is waved down.

"-. Oh, you're not the only one I misjudged -"

[Brave Wind] but left.

All brain and heart can be exit level damage regardless of endurance if you are human.

To date, Berito has shown all his flashy moves.

Iron walls, splits by walls enough to reach the edge to the edge of the field, giant fists.

I've made a strong, messy impression.

That is why the delicate use of magic by the 'Silver Prince' was unconsciously excluded from the choice.

To this result, the audience is noisy.

But I shut out the sound.

It's still there.

[Brave] approaching as he blows up and smashes walls with an axe.