- Five years ago.
I was walking in the hot sand.
It was fortunate that there was no need for support.
She had a proven sense of upbringing and battle through the battle for her life.
I was able to make any request, and gradually I began to carry quite a bit of money.
I bought clothes, wrapped up my hair and put on an umbrella.
They don't poke their fingers when they're blurry, long hair can cause unhygiene, or get wet in the rain.
From the start, I can't imagine her origins.
If you keep looking good, you won't be able to save money.
Naturally speaking, she basically worked every day.
On that day, and for days to come, I was escorting the city from city to city.
Hot sand.
Difficulty walking, resting on your body, and intense fever.
I knew it as knowledge, but it was so terrible.
Her breath is shallow and rough.
In a hazy consciousness, he still swallowed his teeth and turned forward.
I have to be strong.
We can't die here.
The city finally arrived at the end of its strong spiritual strength.
"Cheers" echoed.
I raised my face to wonder what was going on.
The employer said. "Colosseum."
I have heard of it. Originally, I did some research before I came to this city.
A battlefield where the bragging fierce men cross their swords and compete for the apex.
That's how she felt about contempt.
"Fighting sword." What does she think of that word?
The entertainment of the nobles. The desperate killing of slave-like children.
Beyond that, I still have the feeling of killing both of them.
I thought it was a game.
"Fun fight."
I see, there is such a culture.
Rather, I thought that the nobles might have let themselves grip the blade.
Hate is a mistake.
However, there were emotions that could not be separated.
The loud cheers from Colosseum, rising above the main street, reach themselves at the entrance to the city.
The client said, "Let's go watch."
I didn't have a positive interest. But I wanted to see a little bit about the race of the "fierce", and above all,
How does a real "fighting sword" differ from what they used to be?
I felt that seeing it meant a lot to my life.
That's how I visited Colosseum.
She saw the heat, the glamorous gladiators fighting in cheer.
But there was no heartbreaking battle in her eyes when she lost the light. Rather, it was disappointment.
This is the fighting sword.
These things are fierce.
I can kill them all with my own hands. Bullshit.
But I was kind of lucky that day.
Turning his back to the venue, the game of [Eight Flashes of Heaven] began.
There were those who played eye-catching battles in the eye-runes.
"Strong".
The conviction was correct.
There is a reason to defeat them in order to prove their strength.
Turning around, she showed interest in Colosseum - and...
I tilted my neck.
Before the main event, the audience rolls back.
Having only a standing ticket on her back, she couldn't understand the audience letting go of her seat, but fortunately she just broke up and bought tickets from various customers.
And seated in the front row.
The customer next door said. This game is boring.
I asked what that meant. I wonder if this is the main event, that is, a superior battle to the Eight Flashes of Heaven that I was fighting earlier.
He nodded, but denied.
It's just strong.
I couldn't understand the meaning of the word for a moment.
But the boy who showed up took my eye.
The eyes that resented everything in the world were with the nostalgia stained with the colour of disappointment.
The artifacts you grip are the same as the opponent.
The neighbor said that he seemed to win using the same product as the opponent in front of him.
On top of the boredom, he said he was insulting the gladiator.
Eilon didn't care about the "fighting sword".
The boy in front of me is strong. Overwhelmingly strong.
From her eyes, she easily defeated an eight-faced man with considerable arms.
After all, he left the arena without looking at the audience who gave up and returned, and without any shards of interest.
What emotions did she have at that time?
The overwhelming affirmation of self is probably because he is not interested in "fighting the sword".
That's fine. All you have to do is think about crushing them.
When I realized it, I was running away.
In the shadow of gladiators waiting for the audience to leave, he was stopped by one to ask.
I wonder why we fight.
He answered a word.
To prove that I can do it myself.
It was a shock to the eye rune.
That being all she heard, she left. Enough. Too much.
He is also a man who crawled up from the mud alone.
And the person who reached the apex of this place.
We have to reach him. We must go beyond him.
I have a promise.
I have a promise to make to the strongest.
I was convinced.
Defeat him. At that time, you can reach the "strongest".
Entries are instantaneous.
In the world of fencing, she is. I tried a "second time" challenge.
Ah, Iron B. Smiles! By contradiction, you are a winner!
Hmm. The journey to the summit is going to be a bit longer.
At best, think about your practice (sparring) and live positively.
Ayroon nodded one before the body he killed in a habit.
― ― Arena Spectacular.
The finals are coming soon.
A meaningless match card is dancing in the battlefield, but no one bothers to complain.
The final. The end of the tournament was no longer limited to two people.
If it is the relative of two proud and honorable men, the name decorated is proof of it.
Even if it didn't mean announcing to the audience, the name was worthwhile.
As a result, the audience continues to heat up, focusing on the names in the battlefield. While you wait for the finals to begin, the music streaming through the venue will always be upbeat.
Relying on the atmosphere in the venue that continues to inspire people's minds, the guests themselves become the source and discuss which wins.
It would be futile to say that you don't know unless you try to fight.
Predicting can only be done before the battle.
Whether it hits or falls off, it's a topical species. In that case, it is people's pleasure to bloom on a common topic that is only available now.
And then...
That's not the only reason for today's excitement.
That alone won't bring back the heat like it was just after the semi-finals.
The biggest factor - the lovely tone that resonates now.
Hee! That's why you did it to defeat oniichan!
Yeah, that's right. I hardly ever train with a broken sword - even if I can imitate it, I can't do the same with that broken sword. "
But oniichan, you can do the same thing as the princess, right?
"No matter how you mimic my physical abilities today - I can still hold a broken sword, now and in the past. Because it's not growing. Therefore, even in the state of imitation of physical abilities, I have continued to train in the perfect state with the perfect state of concesh to win. I thought so.
Oniichan pretending to be the princess did what the princess told him to do ─ won!
A cute little sister bragging about oneechan's story as she scatters her heart marks.
A princess with a healing atmosphere looks back yesterday to teach her such kindness.
Not to mention the fact that a man waiting in the waiting room did not think of today's fact sheet as "who and who".
To be honest, it was a failure to receive Konzesh from the front there. I should have stood around slowly, but first and foremost not being broken. "
I see!
Fufu. Then, today's finals were explained to my brothers and sisters again, Pasta?
Ugh, oniichan wanted to win no matter what!!
In some ways, it can be regarded as disrespectful to the princess because it is a 9-year-old child who has gained popularity until now.
Besides, the princess's behavior, which is a lovely tone for smiles and younger girls, doesn't seem to feel any discomfort.
Two beautiful girls are talking about their favorite "gladiators."
Its visual and auditory effects are astonishing.
Sharing what you like creates a strong sense of companionship, and the arena is equal to the "home" for the first gladiator.
Then you can get along with the stranger's neighbors and fight.
That's because there's one thing in common.
There are several common reasons why this sister chose yesterday's game.
First, share the topic as described above. It's only natural for two people to get along, but we can only fish for them. Their main purpose is only to "fight the sword". Doing things that are out of line with their purpose leads to a downturn in the audience.
Never let them think what the hell you're doing here.
Conversely, as long as they follow the "fighting sword", their appearance becomes a great weapon. The title of Princess and Arena Idol is also strong.
Girls who are otherwise out of reach and enjoying the same thing as themselves make them feel like friends watching a game next door.
I dare to call you Pasta to let you know that the audience and the princess have the same eyes.
That was one way to shape the popularity of some kind of two people.
Of course they're after them.
Hehe. My princess, you're having so much fun and listening!
That's because you're listening. I can't say anything bad. "
"Ah, are you nervous? Me too... I'm not used to it yet..."
Fufu. Well then, you two have to work hard today without being nervous. "
The second is the information in the tablet. Intellectual curiosity and desire for what humans like is intense. If so, I would like only a small amount of first-instance information. What was happening behind the stage. Talk until the arena is ready. The gladiators' past. If you like the topic of "fighting swords", you want to know everything you know, and by doing so, you can create new "likes".
In this case, the psychological battle of the "semi-finals". Regardless of how it was explained, the situation is different when it is told from the person's mouth.
Knowing the inside of her battle, including the increase in Izna's reputation where she was more or less in line, also leads to knowing the strength of Futa today.
Not to mention that she is the most powerful samurai in the kingdom.
Her words are also a golden word for the gladiators, and for the samurai, a nutrient that encourages their own growth.
While raising Izna's reputation, by talking about new information and the psychology of the time, she gets to know the princess herself, performs a cute sister who has a brother, and likes the members of the arena anyway. This was one way too.
Isna was right!
That means that the boulder is a first-class samurai. But once I've read all my thoughts, I'm also looking forward to the game with him. "
"Eh, why did you do that?
I don't know when it will be. I thought the game with Futa was great, too. There are lots of people you want to fight. For example, today's eye rune. "
I was surprised that Iroon also won all the way up from the qualifiers!
"I'm surprised too! Pasta!"
Ehehe, thank goodness I'm not the only one.
The third is the unity of consciousness. In this way, they listen to their favorite topics, common topics, and are fascinated by their speaking skills. By doing so, we will unite our consciousness so that we can manipulate the mind of the venue from the live seat.
Occasionally, by deliberately keeping a gap between stories, the audience also flew in. And I dare to pick it up.
This is how we communicate it to all of us in this room.
Today's spectacle has already begun.
And the two talks were the opening smoke.
I don't even have time for drinks anymore.
The sense of unity that we build is what we create in all of these audience seats. The party consciousness is rapidly implanted.
And then...
Nh, princess!
What's wrong, pasta?
I don't know if I can ask.
Lilac leans her head with a gentle smile.
High-technology that conveys friendship to a person who is looking at two people while keeping a distance in sound.
Don't hesitate to put down the pasta on it and say a little loud.
─ Which do you think will win?
The question attracted even more interest from the audience.
An intense card that uses the position that the Kingdom is the most powerful.
The last one is "fever."
After a strong impression of the fact that she is a semi-finalist princess, she moves from that position to talking about Iroon and Fouta.
It is a dimension that has naturally shifted to the final topic.
Prior to the start, Lilac told Pasta that he would take care of the venue.
That's all I can imagine with this pretense. Perhaps the arrangements are already in place. All that remains is to turn their minds to the arena for the start of the match.
We use all the expectations we've accumulated to fuel the finals.
It's difficult. Iroon will never give up on any adversity from his Battle Style. "
"Futa is Futa, and if you think about Izna and the game with me, it will show you even more new tricks."
If only I could say one thing.
She gently stroked her lips and told her.
This game is definitely fun.
Wow. That's my first cheer today.
Reaction to the heat emitted by the "arena", neither groaning, nor wild.
This is the heat of the venue that makes the arena and the "fighting sword". Uplift.
It ignited.
Immediately sensed pasta speaks up.
That's right!! I'm getting excited already! I don't know which one will win, but I want to see this game anyway!! I want to see it!
That's right. I'm sure it's not just pasta. Isn't it?
Question. That's what Izna stole. After listening to yesterday's story, I immediately thought of imitating it.
The effect of being a princess is enormous.
The calories of the audience continue to accelerate even further.
Fever is raw. If you extend it like this, you will gradually lose its power.
But they know that a hundred times.
That's why I set fire at this time.
"Arena Spectacular Construction Memorial, 1st Martial Arts Competition"
The final, the end. Come and have fun with us. "
"It's time to start," shouted the audience with a light in their hearts.
Now, the last player to enter!!
Explosive cheers are like the end of a semi-final.
Before the finals started, I brought this much heat with just the talk.
These two can do this with zero meetings.
And the left hand gate explodes.
White smoke broke out, and the flames of the outer wall burned.
The audience's voice increases for a new performance unique to the finals.
─ 12 days ago. The legend opened the door. "
Then the foot that walks out of the smoke is not a one-piece dress. A long foot wrapped in a samurai toenail, also known as a murder weapon.
The previous reputation alongside Izna Sicienzan left a lot of hope for the tournament after winning the qualifiers in a massive victory. She's the only one who wants it anymore. "
In the semi-finalists stage, there were only Iroons left in the qualifiers.
On top of that, I climbed to the final.
First round. While all Qualifier Breakers disappear, take Prim Lancaster and win. The subsequent semifinal battle against Richter L. Klimbroom is new to my memory. And what's with that look? "
Once upon a time, there was no pressure at all, but it was just as grand as the qualifiers.
There is no change in her face as she takes the next step, but there is only room.
It's as if you're not cowardly. Keep fighting like that and don't pretend to hurt yourself. Who said that, Mermaid of the Dead Mountain Blood River (Serene). She kept singing, she said. Practice (sparring), workout (training), duel (duel), everything. "
Step on the cobblestone and cover your hair.
She can no longer see anything but the gate in front of her.
─ This day, I piled it up for a challenge (Bravado)!!
The meaning is false. That means no guns.
Meaning, challenge.
He is the only person she will challenge in this world.
There's only one invitation I sent myself to the Corpse Mountain Blood River for him!! The mermaid who keeps searching for battle sinks with bubbles or sinks! Iron B. Smiles!!
Eyroon closed for the first time with a loud cheer.
I didn't need to hear about incitement in particular, and even if I heard about it, I didn't think there was anything that would sting my heart.
But I see. There's only one. It was definitely me who sent the invitation to the Corpse Mountain Blood River.
Of course, I couldn't accept it.
That's why we have to fight again.
White smoke explodes at the tip of your eyes.
Come on, come on. Vertex.
Like me, Shura.