Stone, iron scum, rotten tomatoes and raw eggs, set at the foot of the audience.
They were originally thrown at wild dogs.
But tonight's arena, rare things have happened since it began, and the rain was pouring down on the brave.
The brave man was filled with anger and decay, squatting like a closed shellfish...
………………!
Suddenly I wake up and get up.
Without even wiping his bloody face, he opened his hands and looked up to heaven.
And this is how he cried out as if he were going to confess to God.
"Ya... help me! Help! Help! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
To that cry like an end demon, the rain stopped.
At the heart of a quiet arena, the brave...
No, one man was squeezing his soul.
... I... finally...! I finally realized......!
What made me...!
'Cause there was that Osama...!!
He accompanied me on my adventure as a spikesman!
The quest I was challenging was absolutely a success for anything......!
I...! I...!
Without even knowing that......!
For the sake of further birth, I 'dumped the dog'......!
I threw him away...!
Thanks to this, I have risen to the rank of "Shithen"...!
But what about me after Osama disappeared?
All the quests failed, leaving my people to die and only survive...!
Even if I impersonate my dead companions, it still fails......!
Finally, like rolling down a ramp, I'm demoted......!
I haven't even been able to get a good slaughtered rock sword out for a long time...!
That's right! Osama, who has always drawn his enemies to me, isn't here...!
Now I can't believe I'm looking anywhere for such a brilliant Osama......!
Yet I was wrong that he was useless...!
I'm the only one who can make it...!
I was mistaken because the slaughter rock sword is going to be banged...!
Still, this country was sweet!
You didn't reveal the real reason I was demoted, like I was demoted from myself, because you hid it from me...!
And he also gave me a path as a gladiator...!
If monsters can't, but irresistible wild dog hunting, they'll be able to use their powers, holy crap......!
Yet it's this zama......!
I was just thrown a little stone and my hands and legs don't come out......!
Sorry.........!
Sorry, it's Osama...!
This is a heavenly punishment to me for dumping you......!?
At least about the name, I should have remembered him......!
And once or so, I should have called him by name......!
And for once or so, I should have worked hard......!
Forgive me......!
Forgive me. Yeah, yeah...!
If it's to get you back...!
I'll do anything... I'll do anything!
So help me...!
I need your help. Ooh...!
You could......!?
I let any desperate situation get over it, you would......!
It will be as easy as saving this me from living hell......!?
And make me walk the path to the brave again...!
It's before breakfast, right?!?!?
I'm sure you won't abandon me!
'Cause... you're not with me!
I'm sure you're still looking at me somewhere... asking me when to help!?
Then don't be mean, come out quick!
Like always, help me whoa whoa whoa whoa!!!
... hi...!
Hihihi......!!
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Heeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
It's over......!
It's over......! Anything......!
An organization called Brave Men... is coming up... over!
'Cause most brave men have been supported by that (●) Osama and have built their place now!
There's such a brave man in this country, Ujauja!
Sooner or later, they'll find out!
To the stupidity of abandoning Osama...!
It's not just this country!
Even the upper echelons of the brave, we all are!
Dear Dingil, Buttaftotta, Forever, Marie Blood......!
On the contrary, even that one who was called God......!
There's just one guy who hasn't stepped on Osama!
But... now that he's gone...!
Little by little, it's going to collapse...!
Like this me...!
One toe......
In hell, I'm waiting...!
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
Heeeeeeeee!!!!
Both eyes so open that the eyeballs seem to pop out.
With the light of madness in his eyes, the man...
...... zdahhhhhhhhhh!!!
With his hands wide open, he fell and lay on the floor of the arena.
... he didn't even know.
Wild dog hunting in the arena, which he challenged by betting a relapse......
I stopped it, the identity of the mysterious wild dog mask.
And until he rounds everything up......
I tried to repent, repent, shed tears of blood, and regain it until I lost my sanity, Osama......
Right in front of him, that means he was there...!
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The slaves, including Osama, were the first survivors since the beginning of this arena.
If I become a survivor, I can be freed from slavery and free...
The entertainer tried to keep them in the arena for some reason.
But Osama threatened me, only to issue a writ of cancellation of the slave contract.
Then it even wrote a letter of recommendation to become a national of this country.
Osama, who has become a free man, visits the offices of the King's Capital while wearing worn out clothes and registers the people of the Kingdom of Sevenlux.
"If you're a former slave, you don't have a name, do you? Although it is also possible to give your cool name here. Besides, I can offer you a job offer."
Officials at the desk responded in person, but there was a back to that.
Officials at the contact points in this country, when unnamed people, such as slaves and deemed children, visit them, give them humiliating names that are unknown to the unschooled and sarcastic.
In the meantime, I'm connected to a slave trader in the back, and I'm going to introduce him to a job that's going back to being a slave again.
Osama politely said no.
"No, I've already thought about it if it's a name. And you can take care of the job."
"Really? Then what's your name? So I'll sign up for the National Ledger."
And the name Osama spoke of...
"Lone Wolf" …!
... Can you notice?
Who will not accompany their allies as one, acting alone......
Get yourself into slavery, cross the border of strict precautions, and enter the country….
Win a desperately unfavourable battle and earn the right to freedom….
My biggest enemy, a wild dog general...
Not to mention being a citizen….
I sent a wild dog blow in "Gocon," the King of the Cutters...
To exist like this confused white ant......
Can you fulfill it and realize......!?