Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

'Then we will begin WWIII -!!

On the ring of the arena, the host lady of the Ed clan had declared loudly that she could not beat the excited and noisy audience of earlier fierce battles.

Yong smiled unwittingly as he saw it.

"Kuon guy... fuck you"

Yong honestly thought Kuon would lose.

Kuon's attack doesn't go through the target, but Kuon is out if he eats one lucky punch.

But Kuon greatly betrayed Yong's predictions and grabbed the victory as a result. Yong regrets that he had no eyes to see, but he was happy again.

"Was it bad that you were treating Kuon's tokens subtly and watching them sweetly... No, but no one thought you'd summon the Spirit of the King's Class. That colorful hey - you just made the first move, too, and I can't grasp the whole thing. Assuming the magical power of the ice is Leo and fighting that spirited hey- + heartless usable quon... oh, yabe. It's harder than I expected. Hundreds of fights, hundreds of wins, it's not going to get any results."

Bravery whining while thinking of it as a bump.

The face was shining like a child who got a new toy.

"I don't care what you say, the Lord will end with a holy sword!

"Don't say blah blah blah blah! Nobody wins when you bring up a holy sword."

When I put my hand on the head of a disgruntled Pimont, Lily, sitting next to Pimont's opposite side, pulls my clothes chong-chong.

"Hmm? What's up?

"Next up, Yu's game. Don't you have to change, okay?

A Leotard woman and her opponent, already completely black and wearing a full-face helmet, were up in the ring if you look at them.

"Thankyou, Lillie Lee. Then I'm coming."

"Go away. Yu."

"You're not losing, Yu! Well, I don't expect to lose."

"Kick your opponents and blow the Lord's brave name!

Courage, who thanked Lilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

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"Ah?... what is it?

When I got to the athlete's desk, picking an unpopular spot to become the 'Black Enforcer', it was a little noisy.

The staff holding the demonic martial arts rushing around in a hurry, and the athlete, placed on a stretcher and in the middle of the armpit, lost both his healing arms.

The neighborhood is noisy, and the athletes watching it have a tingly vibe.

"─ Aniki of Yashiro, you didn't see the game now?

"Ah, oh.... Well, it looks like the game was over while I was getting dressed... ah"

Kuon, who talked to me in a whisper next to me, was hiding his identity for once. It was me, but I accidentally gave it back to him normally.

"Ha, it's Yashiro's Aniki after all. He smells and signs, but he looks different. Ha, good."

Quon exhaled loudly and grinned bitterly like he was really relieved.

"(Well, there's no need to hide it from Quon... of, it's a no-can) I've been watching Quon's game.... To be honest, I was amazed by everything"

"!... hey, the sun is still shallow, but I'm Aniki's apprentice..."

Cuon scratched his head in embarrassment, but suddenly his expression hardened.

"Aniki, that bastard sucks"

I noticed that Quon's gaze was pointed behind my back, and I followed it and looked back,

─ ─ ─ ……

A woman wearing black armor who walks slowly without any concern for her noisy surroundings.... but he's the one who says Lune or something.

"That bastard, the moment the game started, he didn't move at all... he cut off his opponent's arms"

Quon, who said so, gave such a look, like he had a centuries-old vendetta.

"Don't move..."

"Not at all, not at all, Aniki. My legs, my arms, they didn't move at all!

Quon said so with a glance at Lune with remorse.

Quinn hostile to Lune.... Probably, I'm afraid.

To being completely incomprehensible.

"Sword."

Zach, and when I heard footsteps, Ebsal, the big red-haired man, stood next to me.

"Sword?"

"See, you saw it!?

Raise your voice as Quon was surprised by Ebsal's words.

"The lady was looking too far at him. I can see it overlooking me... I could only see the tip of my sword eating in from my shoulder and slapping my arm. Of course, we don't move at all."

Ebsal said that with a serious face like he'd never seen before.

"Not moving at all, but slashed with a sword?... Imagine."

"Can you imagine? I didn't even want to believe it when I saw it first....... kuhaha"

I laugh happily at Nimanima.

This battle maniac, he wants to fight that Lune anymore.

"Hey Yu, you're thinking like some other HR, but you're the fastest one of these guys to get laid, right?

"Uh... I sure did"

Either Quon or Ebsal will be catching each other in the final if the black leotards say Lune or something like this continue to win, and I will be bumped in the semifinals. Faced with the fact of the shock, I unwittingly sigh loudly.

――……

You can't possibly know me like that. The black leotard thing. Lune walks past me,

At that passing moment.

"─ ─... Yu Yashiro"

And he said my name.

"Huh!?

With a small voice to whisper, but surely.

Sure, that's what I said.

…………

"Ah? What's up, Yashiro?"

Ebsal rocks my shoulder when I'm shuddering.

"... I said my name"

"Yours? … what is it that..."

"I'm the Black Enforcer now. This garment has a cognitive inhibition..."

Yes, it is. I look like a "black executor" now.

Assuming you knew my name, there was a perception inhibition that prevented the Black Enforcer from connecting me and Shiyoshi.

There's an exception to Sylvia, but basically there's hardly anyone who can spot it.

Like even Quon, who was feeling my smell and signs, couldn't identify me.

"Prepare the Fourth World War players, please."

The staff speaks up.

My opponent glances at me and walks out to the ring of the arena.

"... I know you don't think too much, but you think too much.

Surely Ebsal is right.

"Well, can you handle it"

"That's what I'm trying to do, Yu!

"Boo!?

Eavesall let go of his tentacles on my back like he was pushing me out.

No, no, no! Son of a bitch, I'm serious!!

"Tenmei...... remember later Yikes!!

"Kuhaha!! Come and win."

"Aniki, I'm here for you!

Walk out to the ring with a painful back.

Then Zappa, a multi-armed (Asura) tribe with six arms, was looking at me in front of him just outside the entrance to the ring.

……

Silence. Just silence. He's looking at me like he's going to set the rules.

Passing next to that zappa, I turn over the ring.

The rings surrounded by sea between the audience were awaited by rabbit-eared beasts and their opponents' warriors.

Discard clutter and focus only on the person standing in front of you.

The opponent in front of you is also a fierce man with confidence in his arms. No wonder there are any hidden balls.

I therefore decide in an instant.

"So, World War IV..."

Shh...

Pull out the two jeweled swords that were sitting on your hips.

The pale and blue swords were brilliant as the stars glowed in the sunlight falling from directly above.

The aim is armed.

Lightweight armor with emphasis on shoulders and chest on long swords.

"Kai--"

I can put my strength on my toes. In the ring beneath my feet, a mistletoe and a little crack run.

Muscles bulge from thigh to calf.

"Shh."

The next moment I passed alot beside them and stopped perfectly a few meters behind them.

Of course I didn't just pass by.

In that moment of passing, I unleashed 'Iron Slash'.

Garang, garang, garang, garang!

A steel armor, a sword tip, makes a noise and falls into the ring.

"Huh...!?

The other person is surprised without a voice.

I can't help it. Because if you think the enemy has disappeared from sight, your sword and armor are useless.

"Do you still want to go on?

This match was my victory due to the opponent's abstention. With the proclamation of the rabbit ear host lady, she was engulfed with a blasting cheer.