- A few months ago.
Richter L. Klimbroom, who had been beaten up from the morning, said he was in a bad mood by sticking it on his face.
Backyard of the Climbroom Mansion.
With Gladius in his hand, he stood in front of the girl holding the cross.
"I'm busy... why do I have to go out with this?"
Richter shakes his head like he gave up.
I am well aware of her abilities in front of me.
If so, I didn't really understand the purpose of this arrangement.
"You'll be stronger than me. Why are you trying to leave me alone at this hour?"
"Ehhhh!?
"Are you surprised?
Rather, this is "er."
The girl, who looked so dissatisfied, died like a child standing on a cross.
"That beat Richter! Richter, I didn't attack your moves! I mean, if you get it, you lose! Then it's strange to think that I'm going to break through it!?
"... okay. Yeah, that's right. Let's change the way we say it."
"There's no reason for me to go out in the morning."
"Why?"
"Why!?
Pikon, Pikon, and the question mark on her head.
There were a lot of things I wanted to say about what was going on in this woman's head, first of all, stop calling her Richter, and your purpose would be to defeat Futa.
But...
She leans her neck as if she didn't understand.
"When you eat breakfast, you work, right? You can help others when you get back, right? Dinner at, and you're not done working late, are you?
"For the past few days... speaking of which, you've been keeping an eye on me... eh, is that what this is about?
"That's right! I thought you shouldn't get in the way of your work, even this! So, to see Richter's schedule... is it only in the morning?
"Think about your bedtime?
It's terrible to say that to a girl who doesn't even know that a day is 24 hours.
Either way, it seems enough for her to go out in the morning.
I see. Richter was convinced and realized that he wasn't completely engaged.
"Barbarian."
"Ah, bad mouth!
You're the only one who knows what's wrong with you.
Jesus Christ.
Apparently, Richter went on to say this was the only way to be straightforward.
"--Stop embellishing words in the morning. Let's be clear, Prim Lancaster."
"What? Can I have a prime?
"I have no reason to go out with your training."
――
Too much for a boulder? And look at her in a twinkle.
Her reaction was not anger or sadness, but confusion.
"What is that face?"
"Hmm... I'm sorry, maybe I was wrong."
Misunderstanding?
"Do you know that Richter's swordsmanship is a duel? I know."
She tilted her neck so as to hold the cross.
Pure doubt. And those eyes are so uncomfortable that they even feel pitiful for the other person. But the words that popped out wore Richter's chest.
"Richter, aren't you having fun fighting the sword?
If you think about it, that's what triggered it.
There was no hesitation in applying to Fouta.
― ― Arena Spectacular.
Richter gave Gladius a sigh of breath against the golden lady holding her nails.
"Anytime. Whatever you want."
"If that's the case, sweeten your words."
The first game of the semi-finals.
The Eilon B. Smiles vs. Richter L. Klimbroom card was opened by a ground-driven Eilon penetration.
"Enjoy the fight - its attitude is fine."
I shake it with my right arm.
A squeaking sound was made, and a fist wrapped in the wind even spinning came flying over Richter.
"You'll regret that sweetness."
The sword that plays is Gladius.
The corner of Iroon's mouth rose to his right arm, which had been knocked out vigorously.
Hold it right there, hang it on the side of Richter's head and kick it.
Richter Gladius intercepts.
"Mr. Prim's mind hasn't changed for a long time."
Boxing, punching, punching, kicking.
"Fighting a sword is fun. I agree with you if you accept it at face value, but her sweet little play."
Solo (Air Aria)
A kicking dance with both arms on the ground.
Hunt down Richter one step at a time, one step at a time, and push him from the center.
"If fighting like shredding a soul is fun and enjoyable, I can't understand it, I don't intend to understand it - it will be like yesterday!
A puncture kick like an arrow kicks Gladius in the stomach.
The Richter, who supported the back of the sword with his hand, slipped slightly backwards, balanced and stationary.
Unilateral attack.
Behind her rising cheers, she paid off her golden hair.
"So if you're thinking about something like her..."
Until the main unit is aligned with the same eye.
For the first time, the eye-rune that I tried to tell you met Richter.
And I opened my eyes a little bit.
- He talks a lot.
Injured.
Of course, I did everything in Gladius.
However, it is surprising to the eye rune that none of these hands have been damaged enough to say anything.
Your fists and kicks are too heavy to be imagined from the looks of them.
I never meant to be out of hand.
That blow must have been as powerful as piercing the guard's face.
So, I don't know if I can change my complexion.
Richter smiled at Iroon with his nose.
"It's light. What's the matter with you? - Shave your soul."
Tong, I put Gladius on his shoulder and told him, and the eye-rune blows out small.
"Fufu... fufufu"
The laughter gradually increased.
"--Ah-ha-ha"
With an ugly smile, he penetrated from the front with a low posture.
Richter calmly gauged her movements and carefully held her sword again.
─ Iroon must be mistaken.
"Eh, what!? You're going to tell me!?
Well, it's a commentary.
I did it!
The audience as well as pasta was delighted, and the commentator was puzzled.
You must have seen Richter's first fight. The "gladiator" was used to decorate a vivid victory. You've seen a single stroke, and she's actually making a routine so she can't do a single stroke. "
Ah, you didn't go out of your way to try a stroke.
In terms of Iroon's stance, it's only natural.
I don't feel like breaking through powerful moves from the front.
Do your best to win. She is willing to do whatever it takes to do that. It is not a type of imitation that intentionally increases the likelihood of defeat.
For example, if there was a samurai with a powerful weapon, it would be foolish to compare that weapon with his own.
That was her theory.
But why is that a mistake?
I'm looking at Richter on the prime extension. I mean, I recognize him as a gladiator. "
That's a mistake.
The opponent is a "nobleman". The Iron will probably understand what it means from now on.
"Dead, then."
Full force from the front.
Eyron B. Smiles is as fast as the wind or more.
The waiting Richter is just setting up Gladius.
Now distorting his expression, the eye rune with his fist stretched out his arm -
Lander Street Duel: The Corner
― ― The intense "killing air" took steps like a marionette and turned around behind the Richter.
At that moment, an intense thrust was thrown into the place where Ayroon was.
She read the trajectory accurately. That means you understand where Richter was aiming.
Eyroon's spine became faint.
This man right now.
I "tried to cut off" my uncovered shoulder.
"Ahhh!!!!
Chi, you're fast.
Richter guards Gladius' belly with a kick from behind.
The eye rune took longer to follow him as he blew up and landed lightly.
"You're amazing!
I see. I'm on time. "
Richter shook her fist floating on the face of the traffic, wondering if she could catch her eyes any more.
And I still aim for limbs. They are deliberately stripping out their weaknesses. There is no reason not to aim.
Lander Street Duel: Flash
"Ahhhh...!!
A flash of backlash that slips across the ground and can be raised from ground to ground.
She almost avoided it with a backward flip, and here she was.
When I was receiving it, my thighs were ripped off.
─ Here's a recap of the lander duel.
Meanwhile, in the fact sheet, the commentary brother talked about the roots of lander style duel as well as the first round.
I don't even feel like my sister's gaze is sparkling with gratitude, but I don't want to touch it very much, so my brother goes through.
Notable is the sword called Gladius. That broad sword, also known as the Duelist's sword, has a thick and heavy character that is unlikely to be long. "
You mean it's not very suitable for cutting?
That's not important. Mr. Richter's Gladius seems to be feeling much better. "
Explanatory remarks: If you look at the battle under your eyes, you can see that much.
Richter's Gladius was supposed to have been a sword that forced him to slap off when he fought Huta, but now he seems to be under a lot of careful control.
The important thing is that thickness and heaviness are good defense. With Gladius capable of catching the opponent's attack from the front, I can survive the rush of Iroon as I am now. "
It's the opposite of the first round.
Reef was the sword of defense. And the eye rune is an offensive style. "
"What about Richter?
"If you insist, the Duelist's Sword - a sword to become a hero, superior one-on-one."
And Huta narrowed her eyes.
At the same time, his golden eyes capture Richter's sword moves.
Did I tell you that lander duel begins where you bring in one-on-one?
Yeah, yesterday and earlier.
It was originally a sword to win a group battle. It's only natural because a hero used it in the war. So what do you think of the sword after you bring it in one-on-one?
─ Hurry up and finish it.
It's not a boulder, it's a scary nine-year-old.
Er, pasta-chan! Was it right!?
Yes, it is.
If she knew her background, the word "driftstone" would be zero, but a normal nine-year-old would just be scared to say such a correct answer.
Ehehehe and other cute appeals have deceived me, but I wonder if some audiences have noticed the unusual anomaly.
However, there is a point of view that the princess allowed a nine-year-old child to live because of the sharpness.
I didn't do it in the game with Reef ─ No, I didn't do it before. The only way to let it go is if it's against an eye rune. They were each other's killer swordsmen. "
With a dull noise, Gladius is prevented from kicking the eye rune.
Lander Street Duel: Flash
If you don't cut off that leg, Richter's Gladius will flash.
Quickly dodged, the eye rune circled around and returned to its initial position.
"... I apologize."
Eyroone smiles loosely at Richter, who responds with only his eyes.
"I always thought that you would inherit Mr. Prim's will and oppose me. You beat me with a raw fighting sword - isn't that more like a" fighting sword "? Clear, sweet, nonsense, but... That's not true."
"... if I was wrong, I'd just beat you up with a mistake."
"I really like that kind of thing....."
"Shit. Thhh. I love you so much!"
Ufufu
I thought it was only the front seat of the finals, such as the semi-finals.
But I don't know. This man doesn't think a battle with a sword on top of that is a nasty play.
--Because I don't want to leave the guy who made the fight fun.
That's why I always thought I'd fight to show Prim my pride.
"Ah, the first words you said were meant to be."
--I don't intend to take revenge. You and I are the same creatures who take weapons. Primes are just sweeter.
I really think that Prim is sweet.
Then there is no such thing as an eye rune.
I don't care about Prim Lancaster anymore.
If the man in front of you turns out to be the one who responds to his death, nothing else matters anymore.
I can't spare you killing me.
Oh, that's too bad. I can't believe you can't show off a victory.
I liked you so much that I wanted to taste the wine on the dishes.
Yeah, I mean it.
Richter grabbed Gladius, and now he pushed himself into the eye rune.
"To be honest, neither I nor you should come out of this place. There are plenty of other reasons why you're so busy with your work, why you think it's that killer."
――
"Still, why did you decide to swing your sword here?"
Morning, sunlight. Drapes made by curtains.
I'm not even turning around, girl.
Ichizuku was shown in yesterday's game.
"I denied his pleasant sword to crush you."
Not being honest, the "Commander" girl whispered from the audience seat.
The habit of telling the person to lose and get back to work.
I have no intention of losing more than anyone else. That man.
"Ahahahaha!! I don't care why!!!
Eyroon laughs softly and laughs.
They fly in exactly the same way as yesterday's lukewarm fighting spirit, a mixture of lethality and fighting spirit that Iroon loves most.
"Fun... fun... tannoshi...!!
Eyroon kicked him to jump in.
Gladius intercepts and plays big, floats the body of the eye rune.
Having avoided twisting his body in the air, Gladius, who was relentlessly shaken off his leg, immediately landed one arm on the spring in a soloist (Air Aria).
Kill each other with all your might.
Oh, that's too bad.
Why can't I kill him? Why can't I be serious?
It is hard to breathe and can't help but suppress the tag that is about to come off with reason.
There was a promise.
However, for a moment, the gaze flew to the "explanatory seat".
We found him in this place.
If it's enough to end up in incomplete combustion for such a pleasant event.
--Besides, doesn't "promise" matter?
"Ahhhhhh...."
Mud Eater
Shit.
Eh, hey, oniisan ─
When Huta noticed something, she was about to jump out of the explanatory seat.
The audience also groaned.
When something happens.
Even the princess who was watching the game from the entrance opened her eyes slightly.
"Touch the back of the noble" head?
That special blow, though.
"- You rude bastard."
The nails were grasped by the left hand of the "aristocrat".