Guard Bob.
Born in a village in the country south of the kingdom, he was the second son of an ordinary family with an old brother, two younger brothers and one younger sister.
My parents have already left, and my brother has taken over the land.
Bob decided to leave the village to earn money when the house was about to collapse due to a year of inaction in his less wealthy family.
When I was 13.
so that at least my siblings can eat. Give your brother time to rebuild his house.
He smiled at his surroundings with the usual cheerful tension and travelled with determination.
--So what are we talking about?
Now Bob is a fine pervert who is just aiming for a final destination.
I don't want my family to live a good life for 50 million gallons at all.
Oh, of course, brothers and sisters are truly magnificent. His service is alive and well.
A shadow on the ground and snow.
The more she perceives her fighting spirit as such, the more intense and chilly she is.
The power of a princess as a samurai, hit from the front.
If you notice her fighting like a snowstorm, you'll lose sight of her.
Soft steps seem to be simple yet frozen winds.
With the bright silver world as the trajectory, Konzesh's thin blade hits Bob.
"Uhh...!?
I accidentally rolled and avoided.
Why was it so difficult to avoid it, even though it was supposed to be a fool from the front?
Cold and icy chills running through your spine while the question mark remains unresolved.
Roll around instinctively if it doesn't work. There is nothing to return to the feeling of the one who draws a half-circle like restraint.
The moment I thought it was a step back, it slightly appeared at the edge of my vision - silver thread.
"Nh!!"
That is her hair, and in a moment she understands the wandering direction and calculates her position back. Bob flies sideways from himself and distance himself from the lilac.
"... I see."
What are you going to do with a nodding murmur?
Bob, causing his mouth to sweat cold, realized that he was still licking the princess somewhere in his heart.
The Kingdom's finest sword.
That's right, but that lovely princess, no way.
I don't dream of being attacked with the same or better fighting spirit as an eye rune and the same or better moves as a prime.
"Seriously....!
Standing up is an overwhelming defensive outfit.
The man who stroked Prim Lancaster every day was not ready for the day, and Lilac glanced slightly.
─ Looking forward to it.
How are things?
As spectators stare into the field, forgetting to breathe, in a situation that has been moving for only a short time since the start of the match.
There was a man who made a sober judgment about the skill of the best swordsman in King's Landing.
In the field that was reflected in the golden eyes, my princess had a good look at the bob he stood up for.
Unlike Richter, Lilac has a base to enjoy fighting the sword. Sometimes I have roots in court swordsmanship, and I have a different kind of strength from what I trained on the battlefield. I think maybe I just found out how powerful the opponent is. "
"Oniichan, you're coming out again..."
Well, that's about Lilac.
I think I have exchanged my sword many times.
In that sense, Futa told him.
In fact, Princess Lilac M. Fangini was the one Huuta came to this kingdom with the most swords.
Besides, I can remember the first time I crossed a sword with her, like yesterday. That is why the statement is not, however, understood.
For pasta, it sounds like a loving statement of faith that is not interesting, and for many people, "the strong remember"? and a question mark.
And it's time.
Genjin and samurai were beginning to notice.
That description is strange to the boulder.
Regardless of the privilege or Colosseum gladiator.
Richter L. Klimbroom and Lilac M. Fangini - usually we can't go on.
"That's why Lilac's show starts here."
Hey oniichan
What's wrong?
Lilac is said to be the strongest in the kingdom. Why are you so strong?
I see. Yeah, that's right. Let's talk about it somewhere.
Futa, who said Sarasa, turned her eyes to the field under her eyes.
The appearance of a lilac penetrating the bob with steps scattered left and right, rather than a straight line, toward the bob holding the lilac.
To the right, to the left, bewildered by its variable and free movement, he headed to Bob, who blurred the tip of the lilac, and the lilac konzesh was shaken.
― ― The strength of Lilac is the court's classic swordsmanship using Konzesh. I arranged my own court swordsmanship, and I was a subway swordsman with different strengths than Reef Leangride. "
How is it different from Reef?
Riffy chose a substream to use the cherry blossom sword stream, while Lilac did the opposite. I'm just building the foundations and adjusting the way I fight to match the times. If a smart man does that, he can't win first. "
"Does that mean you don't fit in the mold?
It's not that fitting the mold is bad. The mold is established as a mold because it is so close to perfection. But sometimes there's nothing you can do about it. "
What about judgment on the spot?
No, that's my strength. It has nothing to do with molds. There's nothing more I can do about it. I mean, "environment."
Environment?
What does that mean?
Pasta and the audience weren't the only ones who wondered.
Even the samurai here don't know what Huta is saying.
In one word, I was able to understand Eilon B. Smiles as he watched the game from the aisle of the general seat with his arms tied together.
Izna Sicienzan watches the game from the entrance in preparation for the next match.
And it was about tourists who were familiar with the arena, such as the Principality.
For example, suppose that Sakura Ichibana came to the top as the strongest genre? Then everyone finished up their martial arts so they could attack cherry blossoms with one sword. Everyone makes a body so that they can beat cherry blossoms in a variety of ways. "
Ah, okay! All right, brother! It's not just the strength of your simple arms, but you need to build a full mold to avoid being attacked!
It is the gladiator who fights the same opponent many times. If you do the same thing, you will be studied and finished. That's why we all create arrangements and new forms. There is a thread of battle that is incalculable in its simplicity, no matter what technique has been trained around it. "
That's why Lilac's current is fluid and ready for any situation.
Although this was not aimed at fighting the sword, the aspect that was strong was the means to survive no matter how much you would fight against a bad opponent - I understand that there is no reason to talk about it.
It reminds me of Izna Sicienzan.
The combination of a hammer axe and a black hawk karate created an "environment." That day, Izna Sicienzan was certainly the strongest samurai, and everyone thought he was the strongest fighter.
But those who challenge Izna can't be foolish enough to repeat the same thing.
I changed my hands to defeat Izna, polished my moves and challenged him.
In the meantime, Izna couldn't look ahead.
On the contrary.
Like Lilac, a person who learns molding and puts himself on top of it is very strong in that regard.
Because you understand the other person's strengths and increase yourself to beat them -
What happens if the collapsed wave hits the collapsed wave? I've been thinking about it for two years. Just once, to beat you!!!
--The true strong will not destroy the castle.
"Seriously...!!
The speed with which Konzesh shakes is close enough for Bob, who is familiar with seeing Prim's jaws.
"Changshan Cross: Full of Heaven" is sometimes caused by taking enough damage not to blow it off, and I can say that I have the technology to prevent it from being pointed at.
But there was another kind of difficulty with Primes.
Her sword is an impeccable and uncompromising blow.
Lilac's sword hits the spotlight with one hand, if Prim's sword pushes with one hand.
That's why we can only prevent everything.
Yes, everything must be prevented. If that happens, we will not be able to attack, so we are in a state where we can "only" prevent everything.
Still, the more Bob's technique was specialized in surviving, the more he turned over the qualifiers.
Slightly more powerful than a poor court swordsman, Lilac loosens his mouth.
It wasn't so bad for Lilac that the "guards" under his umbrella polished their technology so well.
You have good muscles.
"Ah, thank you so much....!
Softly smiling, Bob turned red and thanked.
There is no other way. Even though it's like a dream to just cross a blade with a person on the cloud, if only one person can stare straight at you and say a favorable word, you can't help but dance up.
I exchanged swords with the princess of the kingdom. I guess you can boast about it alone or at home.
It was a fact that I was a little relieved because I was a little concerned about Bob's unpleasant feelings in the introduction earlier.
"It's just, I don't like being treated like a bonus."
"Ah."
As good as that, the world doesn't seem to be working.
So, it's time to go seriously.
"Ha, yes, how about..."
Hands are soft.
Before I could say that, the girl in front of me disappeared.
Bob remained alert that a fine sword might fly from the blind spot.
Readiness is good
Looking at Bob's preparations, Huta murmured.
"But because I won't repeat the same hand over and over again, Lilac is a first-rate swordsman."
The same goes for training with Futa.
The same goes for watching the raptors approaching.
She has no spare in her research on how to defeat an enemy she sees.
The results of continuing to sharpen the reaction of the first-time stranger to ensure avoidance once seems to be connected to the technology of watching the "Soul Song" for the first time.
The longer she stays, the more she sets goals and evolves against the enemies in front of her.
The more his mind and his technique combine, the more he deserves the Kingdom's strongest name.
Ah-ha, a killer sneers at me somewhere in the arena.
Whoa, a young man strokes his chin with a mouthpiece.
I see, the cautionary stick with the child pulled his chin small.
"Nh...!!
Bob, who thought the sword was coming, looks at her behavior.
The tread is shallow, not far enough to reach the sword.
But still, Bob reacted with the rule of thumb. Lilac jumped forward as the tip of the lilac was pointed towards the fine sword.
A painful heel drop is a Lilac move you don't even know.
― ― A state-of-the-art swordsmanship that weaves martial arts, which I learned through my experience with Eilone B. Smiles.
The heel pierced into the sky was knocked down on the ground, and Bob was thrust down on the ground from his face.
It's settled!! It's a boulder, Bob. "
A live scream. But Lilac raised one eyebrow with her legs up.
Perfect. Nevertheless, the man in front of me has not lost his temper to fight.
On the contrary.
"Ah... I knew it."
It's much stronger than before, being released from a loosely rising Bob.
"Different (...) (...)"
A slight bleeding from his forehead shaking his head with a sad expression.
No blur, no tone, no damage.
Okay, I'm standing! Oniichan!! Can you stand with that!?
"No... I thought I'd decided on a boulder..."
"Oniichan even thought so, but I stood up, Bob!
"Is this the climax of tenacity...?
Description For the first time, a guard named Bob confused my brother, and cheered.
Lilac took a breath and set himself up again.
If you care about appearance, I wanted to decide here, but I knew this would happen.
The power I grasped the moment I crossed the blade, I had enough skill for the guards, but to that extent.
Then, I just want to avoid a development that hurts strangely unilaterally.
Make a single shot more powerful - or
Time for thought is a moment.
I was worried that Bob in front of me was looking at something with a determined eye.
"... what's wrong?
"No, don't worry. I just... forgot myself because of Lord Lilac's charm. I just remembered that."
"... is that so?"
─ Bob's fighting spirit has increased.
What?
With a difficult face, Futa roars.
It can be said that the focus has increased after the current blow.
Bob's words certainly reached Futa's ears.
The charm of Lilac made me forget myself.
I see, I think. It's not impossible. I can't help it, Master Lilac. Not to mention my own thoughts like that.
He said it from the beginning.
Lilac does not handle the front seat.
My destiny is only an eye-run.
Futa doesn't know what makes him do that.
However, the more uniquely powerful the will becomes.
The will to hang on to Lilac and Corona doesn't change that much.
The more sympathetic it is, the more straight it is.
The power of will. It tends to be neglected, but it's important. I want to see Eilon in the finals. I'm sure my heart is real. "
I see. I may have caused a strange incitement. I'm honored to be able to fight Master Lilac... but there was someone I wanted to fight more than that. That's all it is.
I was mistaken. I was just lucky to meet Lilac, but I thought it was something light, like meeting Iroon. But no, maybe Bob has a special feeling about the Iron Wars. "
I wonder if there's anything out there that we don't know.
I don't know. I don't know... I don't want to fucking support you. "
I feel a sense of unity emerging in the arena somewhere in the dialogues of the fact sheet.
I don't know what Bob thinks.
But I'm sure he'll have a reason to think it doesn't matter if he's lucky enough to play with the princess.
Let's just buy the power of that will. Fouta raised her mouth slightly.
"That's why I won't bother you."
"I know... this is a game."
Gu, Bob grips the chin again.
--Lilac had a very subtle face.
When I see that the audience is thriving, I wonder if the fact sheet is misunderstood, and I suddenly want to sigh.
Naturally, of course.
Lilac M. Fangini can't help but see through Bob's heart.
More specifically, who guarded the stakeholder entrance?
Information gathering is the foundation.
If I knew the roughness, Lilac would be stunned under the mask.
I wish that man with a good smile in the explanatory seat could be so easily entangled.
Lilac, who gently stroked her lips, repositioned Konzesh.
Rising cheers. The arena was thriving with Bob's shoulder strap.
It should be noted.
"... I thought you made a promise of death.
Iroon was so confused as to die.