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

The first one is Amelia.

The second is Brigitte.

The third is Caroline.

When unnamed orphans were taken over, they were appropriately named in the hospital.

The symbol of the name.

After all, the name was only a symbol, and some red-haired person talked about it - but the place to do it naturally was real.

The 26th person is Zara.

And around the corner, Amelia is the 27th.

Administrative, unnumbered naming to eliminate trouble as much as possible.

The Irune was the second Irune currently "in possession" of the orphanage.

There were many Irunes in the past.

The second Irune… Irune "B" didn't know what kind of way they were living, or whether they were already dead, but somehow she was young enough to imagine not having a rough way of life.

I have no way of knowing what kind of parents I was born with.

Once a day, I devoured a stinking raw garbage-like meal that gathered the leftovers of living humans.

There are no cutlery or anything. Like livestock, it was only "raw" that she could feel when other children desperately robbed each other of the raw waste flowing in the middle of the cabin called the cafeteria.

Poor environment.

Still, there were a certain number of children who could eat decently.

The economy of orphanages consists of selling away orphans - and a business with them.

Only children "usable" for the business were allowed to live a relatively human life.

Instead, "lent" as a business was roughly at the expense of being deprived of dignity in the name of humanity.

Irune "B" did not leak to the example, and was invited by a dirty priest to start the "business". Children who can eat decent meals are invited to become part of it.

I am about 40 years old, but I almost lost my teeth. Always an alcoholic red face and an ugly smell from a relaxed stand. Still, there was no other way to follow his words than that he was a priest and director of the orphanage.

I saw Hell on loan.

Their names are, without exception, "aristocrats."

It's still good to imitate livestock and laugh, to get food in exchange for your dignity.

What was popular among the "aristocrats" at that time was a very pleasant play of killing each other's "borrowed" children.

They called it "the sword."

We killed each other many times. You have to be stronger than anyone to live.

I liked Irune "B" and the "aristocrat" who rented her every time kept saying that.

"Stronger" than anyone, you can live. Yes, more than anyone. and.

There was no noble aspiration to enhance oneself.

Drop others everywhere, kick them off, and reach out to their seats.

That kind of strength got knocked down as "strength."

I never meant to do what they said.

But I kind of thought it was right.

"Stronger" than anyone else, than a fat, "noble" owner in front of you. Better than a lowly priest who always receives money with the return of Irune "B". Better than the children who fight for food every day.

Stronger. Better than anyone else. That's what I'm talking about.

--She doesn't know her birth. She doesn't know what kind of parents she has.

But that day...

You may say the only dear friend of the orphanage.

"Fighting the Sword" and the games they talk about have to be put into their hands - deep despair, that day.

The day when every nobleman who borrowed himself slaughtered many adults with the urge to roar from the depths of his heart.

From the day I politely and politely killed the "aristocrats" who desperately resisted killing themselves with the expression dyed with fear.

Seeing the blood of "Iroon", all the emotions of that day went through.

"Comfortable" enough to wipe out memories.

- My only friend. Until the day it turned into a wreck, it was called Irune "A."

― ― Arena Spectacular.

"Ahhhh...!!!

As the Richter blew up, a moment of screaming broke through the spectacle.

But there's the "second in the kingdom."

Upon landing, Gladius intercepted the swinging fist, capturing the eyelone approaching him in sight.

Gu...

――

"Heavy".

It's like a bat or something, straight as you raise an unusually tall voice at the earliest.

What Richter felt when he accepted it was not madness or killing, but simply a simple "power" with increased power.

The limiter in my head burst out.

That impression comes from her incredible power right now, and...

……

Richter lowers his gaze.

From the peeled thighs, it drips red.

I don't think it's painless. However, this figure drives the earth in a perfect state and unchanged motion, as if it were uninterrupted.

――

"Gu, ooh!

Take the upper cut, which is shaken up from the bottom, in Gladius' belly.

The sound of blunt sounds sounds itself is the same as before.

But the awkward thing is, even with the power of Richter, I was there.

As soon as Gladius floats to a high position on each arm, a thrusting back kick from the divine speed step hits Richter's abdomen.

"Gu, fu...!!

Richter knew it was a blow that would penetrate his stomach if it was properly taken.

That's why I took the reception with a frustrating mind.

Severe blunt pain starts to cause vision.

Two or three revolutions that blow and roll.

He rubbed the cobble on Gladius's pattern butt and managed to pause, but in pain he raised his face quickly.

――

Your eyes are staggering.

The bloody gaze, whose only thought is to kill the enemy in front of him, traces itself like the golden colour of the fouta when fighting differently.

Richter laughs at his misfortune as if he were dealing with a wild beast, a monster that is not almost human.

At this moment, a sharp kick like a flying kick even with a ball that is slammed into your right shoulder.

There is a scream from the audience seat at the Richter, which is blown away even when it spins around.

Oniii-chan!!

I don't feel any pain in my legs at all. Otherwise, that kind of movement... "

Not at all!! Richter, are you okay?

Hmm? Ah

A Richter who flew around like an unknown beast, shrugging his cheeks and avoiding.

Richter is not soft enough to fall with it.

He beat me and kicked me.

He was deprived of a lot of health, including a strangulation.

Still, I will not let Gladius go.

Calmly identify runaway eye runners.

"Well, that's an incredible skill. Iroon B. Smiles"

That Prim nodded his defensive trump card.

"Shh!!"

Avoid flying right fists. Handle heavy kicks with Gladius. If you think you've been hit in the right leg, your left leg is already spinning and attacking.

Does he even have wings? The only way to kill her in the air that you want to suspect is if she's useless.

The way Richter stood on his shoulders to prevent him from kicking up and turning a turn was definitely enough to be called "Aria."

"The tone and behavior of the lady are splendid, but this is not enough for me. Dancing is not about dancing alone."

The first time I saw her, I mistook her for a noble lady from another country.

Even Richter did. Her manners were perfect in the eyes of the Treasurer.

Richter doesn't know why he polished himself so much.

But hearing about being a gladiator - and roughly what Eilon did - Richter learned that he was mistaken.

Somehow she behaves like a nobleman - a woman who crawled up from a subordinate position.

"I'm not going to dance!! Just sing. I just... sink, until the bubbles disappear!!

Gu...

Ahahahaha! With a broken laugh, the tireless mermaid even "sinks" Richter.

The fist strike, the kick strike, each strikes Richter's health, drains his energy, and builds up pain.

"Come on - let's sing!!

"... I see."

I played Eyron's fist more vigorously with Gladius.

A slight void in the moment.

He exhaled before the eye rune to prepare for Richter's "next".

"Sing. Bubbles disappear. I see. I used to say" Mermaid. "

Gu, when I grip it, it's my duel sword.

--I was thinking about what she wanted.

He went out of his way to show the same behavior as the "aristocrats", but kept on stretching as a gladiator. And that style that emphasizes winning with any hand.

Killing wins.

Given her philosophy, roughly.

I don't know the background, but I've come up with an idea of her way of life.

"... lander duel is a killing technique"

The sword ran sideways.

"To protect our country and our people, we will destroy all our enemies. That's why it's a very efficient murder technique. Nothing will change with you."

"Nh!!"

Eyroon avoids the sword flashing like a counter, turning backwards.

Immediately after being shaken, the front-loaded Richter glanced at the eye-rune immediately after landing.

Eyroon murmurs when he sees something unpleasant.

"Is it a promotion to honor yourself and dare to join me in the killing?

"No. Killing is killing, and I'm killing to protect something, just like you. That's..."

Shall we stop?

Hmm, sigh.

Eyroon, who blocks the words, murmurs with her hands facing each other to check the condition of her nails.

It's such a trick that you're amazed at your opponent in everyday conversations, such as where you go for a fighting spirit.

As Richter raises one eyebrow, she says.

"I don't want cold water to wake you up, even though it's so much fun."

"... are you having fun?

"Yes... very much. Just..."

From the eyes looking at Richter, the fighting spirit disappears. And there is pure intent to kill.

The eyes of the man in front of them were just so blown away that Richter couldn't help but stand up.

"If you realize you're a nobleman, you just want to kill him, don't you? Don't you want to die without a sword?

I see. Well, if that's what you think. But yes. "

Fun fight. Fun kill each other.

That's what she wants.

But, yeah. One thing to remember.

"Enjoying the sword, like you, is not the supreme proposition. I'm just trying to get you down."

"Ah ha. Yeah, yeah. I'd rather be as simple as that..."

Richter tells them to block the words of Iroon, who leaks a voice of joy.

"Just, I'm a nobleman." You can always tell me if you want me to lead you. "

─!

I haven't forgotten about it for a while. I will not deny it.

To declare Richter, Eyroon leans down.

"Fufufu... ufufu..."

Slowly... your slowly raised face smiles like a vicious smile.

"Roll"

Gladius intercepts the cobblestone-kicking eye rune.

If you take a fist from the front with Gladius, the kick will fly quickly.

It's a Richter who just flashes and threatens his feet with a blade, but he keeps an eye on it.

"Ahhh!!!

Iroon, who didn't even look at the shard on the blade, just knew what he was going to do, waved his fist out without looking at the wound on his arm.

It is Richter who blows to intense power.

The feeling of being struck in the cheek is not dull pain, but something incredible that feels dull and even crushed.

The straight fist thrust, which was slammed vertically by him as he fell, managed to avoid rolling with reflection.

It was cobblestones that were crushed.

An eye-rune that distorts the angle of mouth by taking advantage of the scattering rubble, and then kicks through the raised stones one, two, three, one after the other, aiming for Richter.

Crunchy and front-rolling Richter, a trick that plays all of this with Gladius.

But that temporary gap is the defensive hole that the eye rune wanted to pierce.

The moment you knock out the last piece of debris in Gladius, it's not the debris that flies in front of you, it's the painful heel drop.

But Richter also knows this. At the time of the flight, I knew that the rubble was approximately decorative.

Even though you can't take the rubble, the form of being framed by a trap is very different between actions (delay) depending on whether you are conscious or not.

Stepback the heel drop from the sky, and now the cobblestone that can be crushed even if you put it together, a sharp kick will fly to where Gladius stands.

It was received by the belly of the sword and attached to the left hand behind it. I got everything under complete defense - but no matter what I thought, it was a trap.

At the same time as I noticed the feeling of being too light, I felt that the true meaning of the eye rune was the left foot after this.

Eyroon's feet, which turned like arrows drawing spirals, went to the side of his head, and Richter's body twirled and blew away.

Without screaming or cheering, Eyroon jumped off the ground in pursuit.

At the point where Richter rolled, he shakes his heel down and still cuts the sky.

As always, the eye rune bites his teeth when he is good at emergency evasion, but his thoughts spill over, a low-altitude drop kick like a sliding that pierces the gap at the tip of the roll.

With his head shaken and unconscious, Richter, who had only read that the chase would still come, took this with Gladius the Reflex.

But power is too powerful to catch a blow with her whole body and spirit, and her whole body is defenseless after a recoil like being carried behind each arm with Gladius.

A Richter who avoids seeing a pleasantly distorted eye rune kick when he doesn't have time to receive it in Gladius or on a single piece of paper.

But that's the worst hand I could ever understand.

If you don't miss even a slight gap, her legs will wrap around her neck and tighten up, but Richter won't forgive you.

Knowing where her face was entangled, she grabbed her face with an empty left hand - before slamming the cobblestone with a rounded air.

I don't think it would be sweet for a duel player not to kill himself when he comes to kill. Iroon immediately releases his restraint and lands a solo (Air Aria) with both hands. He didn't have enough time to cope with his leg spinning like a solo. Richter gets a kick like kicking a ball in his stomach and blows it away.

After a few rolls, there was another chase...

Su, wow wow wow wow!! What's going on here?

Even if you say it's amazing, it won't get through.

"Eh... ah... I'm sorry... I'm going to die..."

Don't you have to be so concave!? ― ― Speaking of what's going on, it's a development that Eilon is pursuing Richter thoroughly. I'm sure Richter's reading is sharp, and he's familiar with the development being pursued by the opponent, and I know he's trying to cut through with minimal damage. "

But I've always been chased by an eyeloon.

On the contrary, I'm accustomed to the development that no one is going to miss out on me. Richter, who's been attacked somehow, is a big disadvantage, even though we're both clever people. "

So much?

Ah, just for this moment, it would be a good match.... too much fatigue and damage accumulated. Especially my head and belly. "

Commentary: The venue suddenly noticed my brother's comments.

His level of trust proved that his achievements to date - and then his comparisons to bad narratives - were good. That is why what he says is much more unfavourable, and that alone has the power to blow out the lamp of hope.

The problem is that my brother still doesn't understand the weird part of the excitement, not the explanation to captivate the game, but the part that usually explains the situation.

In the middle of the game, I don't know how much it's a sin to cool the place down.

That's why the girl next door connects her words in a great hurry.

Well then, can't you do it now!?

No ─ I still have my hands. Richter and everybody knows that. "

That's right. You can win if you let it out, that's how it works!

Oh, well, it's the same with the eye runes.

"Oniicha... oh, but it feels like I can win without putting it out!"

"I didn't expect him to be so alarmed."

Yes, yes, yes! I wonder what will happen!!

For some reason, I was forcefully blocked by words, and my thighs were tied to grandeur, so I wonder if I made a mistake.

Even if you think about it, you don't know why, so I'll ask you later, even if there's something pathetic.

Nevertheless, Futa looked at Richter.

Richter's victory over octopus beatings has been somewhat harsh.

As explained, the winners are probably only "Lander Street Duels: One Brush."

But that's hard to trigger.

It is fatal for him to expose the triggering conditions to the boulder in the commentary, so he is lying down - I wonder if he is aware of the eye rune.

With that in mind, I dyed my eyes golden.

And then, uhh, he exhaled.

I see.

Oniichan?

"... did you keep getting beaten up to that point?"

His head was shaking and his vision was red and stained.

Still fighting is because I am a "nobleman" in one piece.

Richter thinks the triggering conditions for "Lander Street Duel: One Brush" are not so difficult.

However, it is based on the assumption that the other party is not aware of it.

It is honest and difficult to activate a single stroke in front of a known opponent.

I almost lost to Lilac and Prim.

I was aware of it myself - and apparently, there's a passage in Eilon that discerns Richter's movements and previous matches.

But still.

There's a gap if you're going to take on such a clean eyeloon.

"Ahhh!!

The flying eye rune tried not to knock the opponent down with a richter that had already become a rag.

That attack, which we knew we had to roll and evade from the air, could no longer be called carelessness.

I beat him so much, I took away so much health.

So far, we've avoided it many times in the same way, gradually slowing it down.

It's not all on purpose.

Her blow was too heavy and, above all, Richter's skill had no way of escaping her onslaught.

But that's why.

That's why I was targeting a one-time opportunity.

--It jumped.

"Hmm!?

Light Steps for Richter. And just a slight leap.

It meshed with the timing of the heel drop - the condition.

Lander Stream Duel: One stroke must be triggered within reach of Gladius - at that moment, both feet must be in the air.

Lander Street Duel: One Stroke

I'm in!!!

This is what Richter's plan is all about.

Wah, in the boiling cheer, Richter shakes Gladius.

Eyroon just bit his teeth off, but still managed to find the thread mouth and use his limbs to endure his onslaught.

With that completely reversed position, Richter will not forgive the desperate eye rune.

"Fighting a sword is fun. It's not like we're leaving here."

"The gladiator I knew was a murderous game that delighted irresponsible audiences from the beginning."

"You know how different this is."

"Yeah, but... I am strong. You must be stronger than anyone else. There are just a lot of powerful people out there and here... just right for you to drop."

"-That's right. Then you're done here."

"Shimogami? Ah, ha. That's why there's such a thing as..."

At that moment.

Richter's sword scratched her abdomen.

Like slashing IB and a tattoo on top of it, she stunned her eyes into her belly.

It's like you're worried about tattoos.

But it's a big gap. It's not a Richter to let go.

"So far."

Shaking is a blow to the sky in Gladius.

Speaking of unshaped swords, I'm sorry if they hit me in a low position.

But...

--Blood burst.

"Ahhh!!!

Crazy eyes.

Killing in front of me.

- And "aristocrats".

Eyroon laughed in a startling sight.

Killed like this. Then you're just gonna get yourself killed.

I'll give you one of my arms.

"Let's sink. Get rid of the bubbles, motherfucker."

Mud Eater

But I could see it from the audience seat until I grabbed the back of my head.

At the same time, however, I saw Gladius's stone jab strike directly at her head.

At the same time that Iroon hits Richter's face on the ground.

She also fell side-by-side in an incredible blow.

Double knockout......!?

What happens in this case?

Um, well. I'll wait a little longer, but if it stays this way, we'll pull the draw and try again. If one of you is going to stand up in the last few minits-- "

Wow, the spectacular voice goes up.

I stood up loosely.