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

Let's talk about a woman named Eilon B. Smiles.

He was thrown away and thrown into an orphanage in a hostile environment.

I met a girl and swore to live.

Together, from this bottom to the sky.

The wish was broken in the middle of the road.

And when she stepped out of the bottom of the earth, upon the earth, the girl, who should be half her body, lost her life.

Cover her and wish her a life ahead of her.

Since then, Iroon has visited many battlefields.

I have often turned the scene into a battle.

An underhuman killer named Shura.

She may have recognized herself as one person for the first time because of the existence of "the other."

Culture, wisdom, and martial arts.

All of them were worn at the end of the exercise because of their "strength".

There must be a sky ahead. I believed there was a height for both of us to see.

--I wanted to see it with you.

For example, if Eina was a "nobleman" trying to guide herself.

I thought I was just a fool trying to see the sky for her.

I suppose so.

If so, Eina already knew heights.

And he stretched out his hand upon himself, which was at the bottom of the mud.

Suppose you were in a different position from the beginning.

Believe me, who was reaching out to her?

The rights of those born weak. --Eina was a "nobleman".

There was nothing to hold back. At the time of his birth, he was deprived of everything he wanted. --Eina wasn't born weak.

So, even from the bottom, it fascinates the world to stand at the apex. --Eina was different.

Isn't your efforts so far so ridiculous?

― ― Outside the arena spectacular. South.

Solo (Air Aria)

The Prim calmly knocks out a painful kick spin.

Continuous shooting is as easy as solitude. The curved movement of the hand is never a trick art for Primes that drives them out of sight.

Simply a murder weapon called a foot flew in one after the other.

"Not yet!!

A prime powder that even sounds fun.

Eyroon's foot, which was played with the roar, stepped on the opposite direction he wanted.

The unexpectedly shaped landing flashed with a glance at the gap.

The thrust that was fired aimed at her knees.

But it's a light step for the eye rune, just to be sure.

Dodge with minimal movement and throw a cross counter blow with a narrowed fist.

The defenceless Prim took it in the shape of a slightly retracted knife, with a fist and a knife that turned against each other.

"It's been a long time... my mouth is turning around...!

"Unfortunately, there are people around who are good at that!

but distanced once so as to blow up each other.

It is the eye rune who breathes roughly.

But staring at her good prime, she tells.

"How dare you - I just want something from someone else....."

What kind of mood did the words come out of?

I regret saying that because my feelings are holed up.

If I had been confronted by that man who was silent and thorough with the referee, I would have been poked there at once by her dialogue.

But fortunately, the woman standing in front of her does not have the head of her hand.

He smiles vigorously and just laughs.

"Nothing. I'll give it back."

"Give it back? You think you can give it back to someone?"

Yes, I do.

Not to mention the referee with the confused expression.

If you hold the knife, you can remember.

Rather, why has it not been possible to dig it up from memory so far? I also helped find someone important in this jar. I bought somebody time to fight - and that.

I also regretted that it would have been easier if I had a knife to help someone.

"Sure, I just got it. But that's why I want it back."

"Eh...."

I don't think so.

I didn't expect a straightforward answer from this woman, and Eyroon slightly fell down.

He held his fist and looked at his anger in front of his chest.

I want to return it.

Live with charity from others. So, to repay you?

Bullshit.

"Bullshit! Bullshit!

Solo (Air Aria)

"Wow!?

A full Special Attack that does not spare you.

As the hurried prime stands up, the steel meets and sparks scatter.

Yes, it is.

After all, it's no different from that hate champion.

It is not "strength" to stand up with someone's charity.

It is strength that lifts one's self out of the predicament and reaches high.

So...

--So if Eina were a "nobleman," It seems to me that I was the same "weak".

The roots of Ayroon's shaking were there.

After all, I was the weak one who was saved by her. Eina, blessed by her birth and able to polish her noble self, was once dropped at the bottom of the earth.

It seems that they have been reminded from the beginning that they did not have the same vision.

"You, Si...!

You'd be comfortable being betrayed.

What I've done, what I've piled up.

I believed I'd made it all up with her.

Suppose the top and bottom had been decided from the beginning.

"Atashi!

It doesn't make sense to "recognize" Eina as an enemy to be crushed.

Conflict with your beliefs.

The girl who wanted to see the sky together was the one she had to kick down by oath.

"I've lived alone!! Alone… Alone!! Alone, I've lived this far!! Otherwise!!

What I have learned and raised with her.

If we're just chasing her trajectory and saying that the weak remain the weak,

"There's no point in this life!!"

Solo (Air Aria)

Releasing is a whirlwind of rejection.

I should have cut myself open and pulled my hand for her.

There is nothing left to protect in this world anymore.

That's why I thought it was my mission to deliver her remains to the nearest place in the sky.

Why don't you open the lid?

If you were just being guided.

If it is just a statue saved by the duty of the "nobles".

Verily, my oath is a ridiculous oath.

My life is meaningless.

--It's pointless, and I murmured to spit out blood.

"--is it meaningless or something?"

And the LORD of his voice lifteth up his face.

"Is it meaningless? --Is the life of those led by the" aristocrats "meaningless?"

"I can't help but guide you!! --Forgive me!!

The unexpected outlet must have touched the eye-rune's scales.

Prim pushes her ahead as she tries to change her spear and jump.

"Hey, Richter!!

"... you seem to be mistaken, Iron."

"Richter!

I couldn't help but say.

I couldn't see it.

There are several reasons.

But it's a simple story. Richter is a "nobleman."

Even if you put water in this battle for a moment.

Even if I cut off this fireworks.

Say what you want to say with that arrogance. That's all.

"I told you that nobility is by no means determined by its birth. I'm sure Miss Aina didn't change that you said she was born in the mud."

"I don't know what to do with that....! You said it! He was born in the house where he was demolished!

"Yeah, you slipped my mouth. Really... but there's only one. I don't want to say much, but let me say it."

It is the right of the noble to be guided by the "nobles".

Richter talks to me from day to day.

I'm sure the truth wasn't conveyed to Eilon.

Believing that a girl named Eina would have done the same, she was a "noble" who could not help but serve herself.

Without saying that, I'm sure I can't even stare at this "fighting sword".

"It's a right, Iroon. It's a right."

"... that's why you're arrogant."

"No... that's why I'm here. A sense of purpose? It varies from person to person. But in that muddy swamp, we found someone to lead us to. Just as the blacksmith wanted iron, understand."

"Eh...."

That's all Richter wants to say.

"I want you to remember. I didn't reach out because you're pathetic. I didn't reach out because I couldn't see it. --I reached out because I wanted to. I'm sure it is. Eina was looking for an edge."

"What are you doing?

I was just wondering if you'd mind that day. I simply thought it was interesting that I came into contact with myself who hated the world by myself.

I don't like that A either.... that's right. You're B, Bear!

Bear......? Well, call me whatever you want.... what are you excited about? "

"Give me your name, too."

Now that I knew the "aristocrats", I could only feel like I had reached out to guide them.

Her affection for her and the feeling of betrayal made her devoured by an irreplaceable heart.

Say hello to Eina. Bear... fufu "

But that smile seemed fun and happy.

And most importantly, I recall that it was such a relief that I was saved from loneliness.

What a "nobleman".

After all, it's just a single-digit child.

The same goes for Eina. I just wanted to connect as a nobleman, and I just missed him.

"It's never a one-way street. Just what you got, she got a lot too. I'm sure she's happy that you wish her happiness."

An "aristocrat" is an inseparable creature.

Because of that, I can feel it up and down.

Still.

"Because. Because... we're just like you."

There is a "profession", a problem that existed before - people.

――……

"So, let me say it again. Strangely enough, I took the time, but after all. That's what fascinates the living. Iroon B. Smiles"

Look straight back at the eye-lookin 'eye-lookin' eye over the prime.

Ask the girl who has hated herself, hated herself, and lost her life.

What's your profession?

"―" Gladiator ""

Prim turns around like he's been played.

His hands were slowly lowered and squeezed tightly.

"It's a mess. Say all the extra stuff."

The eye-rune with her face raised was as bloody as ever.

But still, the fighting spirit in those eyes - cool.

"I don't know what you think of people's minds. --I 'm not going to talk to you."

Richter raised his mouth slightly.

The eye rune draws a thin arc around the mouth.

Tighten your lips like a boring prime.

The final battle sword begins.

I must apologize only to the person who fascinates the living.

After all, this hasn't changed. Because it's me and her way of life.