Ma, it's Jika.
Reef Leangrid lost his words when he saw the sight.
I also understand that the man standing next to me with a double sword is not surprised by the double knockout itself.
That Iron B. Smiles was a monster.
Arrows was lucky to have never been together at the game venue.
Still, I was thoroughly searching for strong enemies that I didn't know would ever hit, and it was the first trauma to King's Landing, hardly to say to Reef.
The match between her and the man who had just exchanged blades in the first round of the main election yesterday.
Let me be honest. Reef was stunned and swallowed by remorse.
Eilon B. Smiles can't help it. Admit it. You wouldn't have seen Hannah to Reef.
However, it was revealed to me that Richter L. Klimbroom, who was prepared and challenged in the best conditions, could not pull all of his strength from Reef.
It was a real battle.
The same is true of the number of drawers attracted by the attack of the eye rune, which was in defense in Primes.
The same goes for Richter L. Klimbroom's many moves when he decides to defeat his enemies.
And then we read each other, and then we started to move around.
It is obvious from the samurai Reef's eyes that it was a serious battle because they knew that all of them would be eaten if they were careless about each other.
And I don't know what that terrible woman thought, but judging by the blown fighting spirit, there's no doubt that Richter provoked it.
I told the opponent that the eye rune was just a provocation from the front, but I ended up in a trap, chasing down the eye rune one step further.
At the same time that Richter showed so much strength, he couldn't have more emotions than he was impressed with Eilon B. Smiles, who had scratched "one stroke".
I know because I got a brush once.
It is impossible to do something about it by my skill. At least I couldn't find hope. That's not because I knew it would be over if I took a stroke.
But very naturally. Even though he was desperately waving his sword with us, he was defeated without help.
How about that?
I managed to escape from the "one stroke", albeit with the intention of stepping in and chopping off my own arm.
Both his guts and his strength are still not enough for Reef.
"Whichever wins, don't complain -"
"Hey, it's moving."
Arrows murmured as he tied his arms to Reeves, who felt that the semi-finals had been an incredible match.
Results.
…………
I can't believe I'm trying to get away from Richter's pen.
"Premium seating" far from the upper levels of the general guest seats where Reef and the others are located, closer to the battlefield, by the common entrance in the inner hallway.
Again, two girls with signs of samurai were standing and watching the game.
Should I say that it was the limit to bring him closer to this place from the entrance hall? She would have been able to get into the premium seat if she had pulled it like this, but somehow Mion came into sight at the start of the match - and the girl next to her was just staring at the game without worrying about it.
While watching the game, the girl brought in was silent.
Occasionally Mion shakes the subject, but he answers it alive.
As a mion, I didn't mind. Even if there is no color in your eyes, it is enough that you are looking at the game.
At least you don't need to help her or the Lord any more.
The rest is our problem.
As "Commander." We'll only decide if a token is still available.
"Double knockout? But Mr. Prim. This is it. Richter, who has been fainting for a long time, has been armed."
"... that's right."
The girl Prim glanced and smiled softly at Mion, who joked and raised her fingers.
Mion thinks it's like a lady in a hospital bed.
Sure, if it means that the mind is healthy, then the hospital bed is suitable.
"Well, but..."
This double knockout.
In fact, the Commander's judgment is delicate.
I think it is possible that both will stand up. Considering several factors, she touched her hair lightly and asked.
"... why did you bring me here?
"Why? Hmm, that's a tough question. But here's the answer."
……
Mion tells Prim that he leans his head.
"I have no obligation to answer."
"... I see. Bye."
I don't know.
That being said, Prim turned his back on the arena.
"I stood up!!
With the shouting girl's voice, there was a sigh from the audience seat.
A sharply thinning lid. - There's no way the second one's gonna stand up.
The referee also checks and declares.
Winner ─
But...
And he that standeth up shall come nigh unto him that is not.
"Ahhh!!
I kicked a man's stomach out of his mind.
Ha!?
The referee also rushed in.
"Hey, hey, hey!?
But I can't move at all because I'm being ejected by creepy eyes that don't show anything like that muddy swamp.
No. I can't see.
Eilon B. Smiles, the "winner" who stood up, didn't see a referee from the beginning.
"Ahahahahaha!!
With Richter trampled on his head as he fainted, the only sound echoed was a moodless laugh without any softness shards as a babysitter.
"Hey... hey...!! I'm strong!! Take a look, you fucking nobleman!! I finally won!!
The toes of the feet wrapped around the toes kick Richter's abdomen.
"--Aristocrats! Red Reed! Ah-ha-ha!!
Over and over, over and over.
No one knows that Red Lead is the name of a nobleman who despises her. In the first place, the audience doesn't even know why she is literally kicking a corpse.
Hey, hey, hey!!
A live girl asks the referee to stop.
The man next door tried to move for a moment. But for some reason, I sat there watching the sight.
No matter what he looks at, he just looks at the game.
"Fu, Futa!
"I was going. But..."
Yes, beyond the battlefield where he turned his eyes.
Eyroon kicked unconscious Richter with a smile.
"Oh dear, now... now, finally..." Eina "is... ahh! Ahahahaha!!
There is no doubt that the shock to the head was the last trigger.
Her frenzy nowadays probably mistakes Richter for somebody, mistakes this place for somewhere, and now it's never been clear.
But that's not what the audience knows.
That Richter L. Klimbroom. None of us will allow the "aristocrats" who played the match to be cruelly insulted.
As the anger echoed, she laughed, laughed, and even sighed - fu, noticed.
A shadow splitting between her and the man who fell down.
"Ah-ha!
I reached out to the girl without asking.
However, after a fierce battle, the power of hands without power is only known.
A crazy woman blinking her eyes in a banged hand.
"Ahahaha... I'll roll... you still have a guard..."
Guard.
That's what she was called.
――
But without answering anything, I stretched out the cheeks of Ayroon.
It must have been unimaginable.
The audience roared at the sound that echoed through the spectacle and at the eye-rune that blew up directly beside it.
A girl staring backwards at her as she was thrust into a cobblestone.
"That's it, asshole. I come from a true" aristocracy "far removed from the obscurantism you call Red Reed.
"Ahhhh?
At the moment of being stretched, with the shock of shaking her head, Eyroon, who was still confused by her consciousness, struggled to understand what the woman in front of her was saying.
Well, look. Kill him.
Now the girl grabs the hand that was stretched out again.
Then, at the next moment, he knelt at the foot pad he set up and was forced to sit at the joint of his arm.
In the meantime, just one second.
"Try not to defile Richter any more."
In her leather gloves, she looks down and tells the eye rune.
"Let's crush it. Woman"
Your light-headed consciousness is finally clear.
The contours of the girl's face in front of her, which appeared to be double or triple, closely matched.
And finally, Eilon understood the situation.
"... what is this?
"It's your victory, Smiles. Proceed to the finals."
Eyroon nodded yes or no to the cold, clerically spinned words and looked at the fallen Richter - his gaze fluttered toward the entrance gate.
Ignoring the 50,000 curses, she stood loosely, holding down her painful head, and just one person left.
"Ah, um..."
The girl hugs Richter as she turns her back from a loud referee. Instead of the crowd who was astonished at her power as if she were holding a princess, she turned to the waiting room as if she had remembered.
"Yes, referee."
"Ha, yes!
"You're fired. Pack your bags by noon and leave the workplace."
As she smiled at him, the butler's girlfriend now held Richter and disappeared towards the entrance gate.
The first semifinal game closed amidst turbulence.
There were only two games scheduled for today, and there was a lunch break after the game.
I was also worried that the first match that ended in the stagger might be a harsh blow to the ability to attract visitors - fortunately, the second match was between the princess and the commentary brother.
It was not limited to the "owner" who had the situation in mind.
"... ahh. What should we do?"
The girl who returned the teacup to the saucer murmured in the office for the person in charge, which was made in Spectacular.
It's unusual for Lilac to be blurry.
"Well, I'm a human being...."
"Are you more depressed than I thought!?
Phew, I took a breath.
His expression on the water is not very bright.
The next one is my game - the one I was most looking forward to, but I can't feel this way.
It's okay to say that the depression is actually appearing around the area where I called the youth in front of me who didn't really intend to call.
"Was Iroon's behavior unexpected?
"... there was a sense of crisis that this might happen. Let's say Richter fought better than I thought."
"Isn't that terrible?"
"Because!"
Lilac shook his head as calmly as he couldn't help but raise his voice like a wacko.
"... I can't believe Richter, who has never beaten me before, is going to eat me down to the eye rune where he kicked me off."
"Bhhhh? Didn't you say anything you couldn't just throw away? Did you kick Master Lilac's ass?
"Ah... I'm glad you're worried."
I'm not saying I want to please Master Lilac.
Lilac smiled, but unfortunately, the princess' cat cover doesn't work for the man in front of her anymore.
As a lilac, there's no reason to hide it anymore.
Zero was deliberate, but on the other hand, I was so confused that I wanted to talk to the person in front of me.
Ultimately.
I tried to fight Ayroon, and he looked crazy and decided that the fight itself was cool.
But the darkness that Richter pulled out was more punching than expected.
"As a precaution, I'm glad I kept the name of the hero who helped pasta down."
I see, it was risk care around here.
"... muu"
Lilac strokes her lips with dissatisfaction.
I didn't expect this to happen.
In fact, I knew that the Eilon game would be a dirty one at a time, and I didn't intend to stop myself if it developed into a killing.
"But is that the worst case?"
Er, are you involved in the operation of the arena?
"Yes?... No, I don't care what Beatrice does with the operation of the arena. Not really."
Oh, oh, no?
"If a boulder were to shake its roots, I wouldn't have put an eye-run in the first place."
Then what was the problem was the lid tilting its neck.
That was the reason why it only led to the call of Futa.
A lilac that pours tea from a pot and a lump of tea leaves jumps out of the spout, making it look uncomfortable. These are the two people who want to have a maid.
"If this continues, it will lead to the strengthening of the Richter faction."
"Huh, Mr. Richter?
"It's going to be 19 out of 10."
A cheek wand that hides the area around your mouth. The face of the year that seems to be peeling is cute, but the content is castle politics.
"Well, I don't know why that's happening... is that a failure?
"Well, that's a failure. To be honest, the more spectacular I am, the better."
Wow.
"Wow, what's the rest?"
"No, you know what?"
I scratch my cheeks and tell them.
"What is it? I'm being honest."
"Shouldn't I?
"No, not at all. Not at all."
"Fufu.... that sounds like a corona."
"It's troublesome to react....."
I don't know what it looks like, but staying this way will strengthen Richter's faction. She said she didn't like it.
Didn't you get along with Richter as early as possible? I didn't think so, but it's not like that at all.
"After I decided on this combination, I had some plans."
"Plan"
"Yes, it's the first time I've decided this at random... how to create a flow and boost the spectacle."
I see, Futa nodded.
The point is, this time, she was improvised to do anything because the tournament was really randomly assigned.
"Nevertheless, as I mentioned earlier, I've eliminated all the things that could lead to the underlying situation... I think there was some alarm."
Ah, be careful.
"Plan A is for me to beat Eilon or Prim in the glamorous finals. Easiest and easiest to understand. I just impress the people that I'm strong and cute."
"I see, it's strong and cute."
"... I'm not asking for a repeat."
"Do you feel that way when you say it yourself?
Kohn, cough up.
"Plan B is to make your match a virtual finale. In fact, this is the biggest mountain for me."
It's an honor.
"In other words, planning involves the part about how I raise the spectacle."
The sharp half-eye looked at the lid.
He leaned his neck and wondered if he had done something wrong - but there was one thing to keep in mind, so his consciousness was flying over there.
"I won the semi-finals with you... but the way I beat you, rather than making a plan, boiled me down a lot and I didn't have time."
Ha, that's...
"Either way, if you don't have any more grief, time is over. I can't afford to think too much about this Eilon or Richter."
I see.
"You think too much about yourself, don't you?
"No, I don't care if they ask."
Hmm, Lilac gently teamed up.
"I don't bring personal feelings into the sword. I came under that kind of tie.
Do you think you should team up with me thoroughly?
"Can you ask me that?
"Yes, you do."
It was surprising that she should say something that left her choice to herself.
I don't know about Futa, but it seems that the royal words of "be honest" didn't work.
Well, after a word, he said.
"Gladiators have no right to play the tournament. So, I think Lilac's way of doing this is very personal."
"... is that so?"
"Yes"
Looking slightly troubled.
Well then, it seems better to give up. About Richter. "
"... you're getting a lot of attention."
That's right.
'Cause she went on.
"--Fighting the Richter against the enemy is the most troublesome thing."
"Enemy....."
"So I'm standing around to make sure it doesn't happen. That's the same thing as not letting him shoot a stroke."
But still.
Around Richter, it's not very tasty for those involved in the arena to consolidate.
As a matter of fact, Lilac's problems this time were of that magnitude.
However, even that degree of caution has kept her alive until now.
That's what happened.
"Well, it's time for the game.... I was really looking forward to it."
"Me too."
It's irregular to just talk like this just before the game.
You should leave your seat now.
That's what Futa thought, but she remembered.
--That I originally intended to come to her without being called.
And that's why.
"Dear Lilac, I have one suggestion for you."
Lilac reacted little to the words.
The soft impression I had earlier turned around with cold eyes that drew a line.
I was ready.
Because this is not a proposal for Lilac.
--A proposal for (...) when (...).