Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

--Finally.

Grasp the cross to restrain your trembling hands.

"Strongest" in front of you.

That day, the "strongest" disappeared by accident.

The "strongest" ever out of reach.

Someday, I swore to go beyond my back.

He is now. Look at yourself, only Prim Lancaster, holding the cross.

"― ― Game start!!!

With that voice, Prim pushed his feet and jumped out in a low position, like crawling through the ground.

The distance to the boyfriend is a few steps. Just one more step and it's already between the crosses.

"Changshan Cross: Meteor Ichiya"

The fastest and strongest shot fired.

Immediately after the encounter, a quick blow from God buried without understanding the time between them.

If the career of Gladiator Prim Lancaster were remarkable, it would still be the number of first shootings.

Having knocked out countless gladiators with a single blow, she was a meteor.

This Everglades Cross: Meteor One is proud of the number of Colosseum Number One shootdowns.

So...

This is a reunion greeting.

Copying: Prim Lancaster - Changshan Cross: A Meteor

When he came, Prim's cheeks fought with joy.

Immediately after feeling the fighting spirit like purple electricity, the lion and lion bumped into each other, and the cross lion's sickle meshed with each other.

There was no time to feel the shock, and Prim paid his respects to fill the gap.

"- Oh, I'm relieved."

I practiced. I practiced. I practiced.

From the day the "strongest" disappeared from Colosseum.

I didn't even hear the screams of my body, and I just stacked up my efforts.

As a result, the continuous effort tells with the numbness of your arms.

The man in front of me is still superior to Prim Lancaster.

"That's it, today. There's a point in winning!!

The Jade Prim is pouring! ▼

Changshan Cross: Meteoroids

What is the best weapon?

The starting point of the Changshan Cross is there.

It is strongest when it incorporates the virtues of any weapon and can handle any situation.

Therefore, there is no blind spot in the cross, even at close range, which is considered a weakness of the cross.

The fleshy Prim took his hand off the handle for a moment.

Then, hold it briefly in the motion of penetrating the foot and shake it like a sword.

Flash, flash, flash.

To the crucifix, which is shaken in a shrinking time, Huta answers by shaking the pattern.

I can't help but notice that the pattern hurts.

If you show a gap, a special blow will hit your face.

That's the true value of Changshan Cross Spear.

The trunk of the lid was a little shaky.

Just a little. That's all Prim finds his way to victory.

"That's it!!!

Changshan Cross: The Crash Star

She had a short change of clothes now.

That's why, in this short distance, I'm shaking my head like a sword.

The movement itself, Bluff.

The shortness of the grip is the trap for a blow that pierces the gap for a moment that Futa showed.

Hmm...

As long as it's just a poke, just avoid it.

Yes, it is Prim's aim to avoid it.

At that moment, by letting go of the pattern, the pattern of the lion "stretches".

Prim fishes up the corner of his mouth as he rubs across his face into a "loose" crossbow.

"Crash star. It's the name of the winning star that falls to me!!

At the same time as he screamed, Prim vigorously retracted the thrust.

Like a sickle.

This is the true apex of the cross.

The meaning of a ho being a cross is infinite. And one of them is the point where you can treat one of the crosses that jumped right beside you like a sickle.

I cut my neck like this.

Chills struck her spine, aiming for victory.

Mimicry: Prim Lancaster - Changshan Cross: Meteors

A clear will that looks like a staggered pupil.

Prim opens his eyes to the good news at this moment.

The handle of the lion in Fouta's hand is as short as she was an inch ago.

A flash of "sword-like" crosshair that swings overwhelmingly faster than the speed at which Prim pulls back.

"Ku"

Immediately, Prim flew sideways to distance himself from Fouta, throwing away the winning star that was in front of him.

The speed with which they are cut off is proof of the strong.

Her retreat, which embodies words, sounds discouraging from her surroundings.

In their eyes, it seemed like Prim had won.

Flying from the blind spot, you can't see the lid.

But of course, there are good eyes in the audience.

--Phew. I thought we were almost done.

― ― The boulder is a Colosseum gladiator. Do you do this much?

The admiration of the nobles and princesses watching is certainly not heard on the battlefield.

Ah, no. I thought I'd lose. "

Prim set up a barrel to rearrange the partition.

This way of losing is unacceptable. It must not happen. It's unacceptable.

After a while, I finally got around to each other.

While suppressing wave-like emotions, the prime is opposed to the fouta with a light slap on the mouth.

Dressed as a crossbow, Huta saw Prim with a dog-like face that captured his prey.

I thought I could take it...

I wanted to shout at the words, "Don't be ridiculous."

I wanted to say that I forgot the deal I made many times.

I wanted to scream that I wasn't cheap enough to do this.

But...

The champion smiles.

"--Still strong."

― ―

Fu, I tap my cheeks with raised corners of mouth.

I told you not to laugh. What kind of loose face are you wearing? Don't make your enemies happy, even with such a clumsy compliment.

He desperately curses himself and keeps his heart shut.

Otherwise, the words from "yearning" were about to come up.

"That's right. I'm strong. I've been waving my spear all my life to beat you!!

Bounce out again.

Sparks are scattered between the matching blades, and cheers are wound up.

One in two, three in four.

Every moment of thought - no, not even to the brain - is read with the skill of spinal reflexes.

The audience will not understand all of that.

But still.

"Gladiator" Prim Lancaster's fever dominates the field.

Many of the people gathered here were just going to bypass the duel of those who were lower than themselves and spit out one or two of the windy words they learned later.

If you notice, you get caught in her heat and raise your voice like a boy and girl who are heating up on a sacred dance.

"There you go!

"Why are you pulling it? Push it!!

"Wow... oh, I thought you were gonna do it."

Not bad.

Lilac, who put the cup back into the saucer at hand, murmured and stared at the field.

Fouta can't lose.

Even though you know that, the collision between the dancing and the dancing of the heart.

There are a few overwhelmingly frustrating cheers for the prime.

Still, this propagating enthusiasm, the enjoyment that sweeps the field, the atmosphere that is likely to be swallowed, are all very interesting.

Imagine Lilac smiling alone.

"Come on!! Hey! There it is! Oops! That's it! That's a special attack!! It's amazing! Let's start a storm!! Nyahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

By a maid who leaves his husband alone and is more enthusiastic than anyone else.

Lilac murmured too.

"Come on. Fufufu."

--The fever of the fighting sword enveloped the royal palace.