In an avid venue, I was confronting the most powerful man in this event.

It felt like I challenged the live people for some reason, but that's probably what they told this most powerful man.

Even though I can't even see my face with an iron mask, the atmosphere showed me to be niggling.

"Hey, get ready. I'm gonna make you regret pissing me off."

"Ha..."

All I can say is sigh.

I didn't do anything to this guy myself, and it was Hellu who did it.

I just ate the entanglement.

But well, I'm not willing to lose at all.

Yulina made a good bet with the slave traders, so I have to win.

When I saw the appearance of the one who came out, Hellu was coming to watch the fight.

I've been waving, so I wave back gently.

"You...! You have such good guts to let a woman out of depression before you fight me!

He found out he was waving at the strongest man, and he told me that.

Well, if we were confronted at this distance, would we find out as much as we waved?

The most powerful man who has increased his anger even more.

You may be scared objectively, but you can't win the fight unless you calm down.

And the Live Voice, it sounds.

"Then the final showdown! The game is on!!

At the same time as that voice - the game is over.

The distance I was confronting was about four meters.

I can walk through their nostalgia in one step and get around to the back.

From this guy's eyes, you'll see me like I'm gone.

The big figure makes it harder to be aware of the bottom.

Especially since this event often meets with two-handed swords and axes in armor, there's no way the guy who's been doing force comparisons can handle my speed.

Aim, neck.

Connection between armor and iron mask.

It's a separate thing, so there's definitely a gap there.

Put the cutting edge of the sword around that gap - poke it.

Not serious, but he can't be safe with his neck accidentally poked from behind.

There are a number of spinal cords and very important organs in the neck.

It has nothing to do with your physique there.

The most powerful man and I fell and lay down on the spot without even being able to speak.

You're not supposed to be dead, you probably just passed out.

A man collapsed, and the whole venue was quiet for just a moment - like rebellion, a freshly cracked cheer dominated the venue.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!? Who would have expected such an end!? The mightiest man fell to the ground in an instant! Who the hell is that man who lightly tailored him?!?

I can hear you screaming like you were excited about the situation too.

Sounds like you lied earlier about me being a suicide volunteer.

But no, it made me stand out.

I didn't originally plan to stand out so much.

Mr. Yulina made a bet with a slave trader, and that would have been the end of it if I had won.

Somehow I got tangled up in Hellu and got to do it with the strongest guy here.

Fighters out at this event will be given money for those who win, but at the same time there seems to be a scout for the nobles.

If it gets so prominent, the scouts will definitely come from all kinds of nobles.

We have to do something... well, should we just run before they scout?

From a venue where excitement isn't cooling at all, I leave.

It wouldn't make sense to be on the duel ground forever.

"I'm tired... but you're not, and it's over in a flash. I knew you were strong, Eric."

I can speak from Helu, who was there.

Hellu is right, I'm not particularly tired.

I just made a serious move and poked him in the neck so he wouldn't kill me.

"Hey, Eric, you're incompletely burned too, aren't you? Let's play another round."

"Why do you want to fight like that... Enough is enough"

It's not good. We weren't serious about each other.

I was thinking of running away from Hellu when the battle was over... apparently difficult.

Well, what's the matter......

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"No way, I didn't know that guy would lose......!

Fermo, a slave trader, said so with his voice trembling.

In an instant Eric's game was over and the whole venue was engulfed with enthusiasm, but only this man had the opposite reaction.

He definitely thought he'd win with the strongest guy, so the shock looks huge.

"Well, Lord Fermo. My guard won, so the bet sounds like my win."

I shook my body for a moment in my words, but obviously I remain upset but behave in a temperament.

"Well, I see... Your escort seems very strong."

"Yeah, I knew that, though. Looks like we'd rather have an escort than a stage performer."

"Ha ha, it's like dumping money on a dob to make someone so strong a performer"

That's what I've been saying for my light mouth.

Fermo's attitude is not that he can afford it back, but that he doesn't care and feels plump.

"I won, so you'll get your wager."

"Yeah, of course. He did say information or something... with what kind of information?

I don't know if you have the information we're looking for, but that's likely.

Communicate the information.

"Information about other countries and their slave situations."