The Branded Female Fencer

"How did you break through?

"In the meantime, I was responding to someone who attacked me. I was desperate to protect him from being hit and cracked about two balloons for now. I guess I just had to get one cracked. So when the time limit came, it seemed like I won with a point of holding."

"Oh, my God, isn't that like luck"

"Looks like there wasn't anybody strong. Almost all seemed to be at their best with their own opponents, and never attacked by more than one enemy. I was lucky."

Hearing Layer's explanation, both Elsia and Gail clapped out.

"Huh, that's a layer-like way to win. And take a word or so. If the game was over, I would have backed you up. Has anyone come to back me up?

"I didn't have time to tell anyone because it was the start of the game right when it was announced, I'm sorry."

Many of the words of the layer are lies. It is true that there was no time between the announcement of the division and the start of the game, but there were three A-level mercenaries, the Groussard Beast Man, in the layer's qualifying round. Layers quickly spotted that they were awesome, but compared to their fellow brave men they'd fought before, they weren't even willing to fight and lose.

But the hard part is, when you knock down as many opponents as they do, you lose your strength. The rewards for competing in this battle are quite attractive, and if you are good, you can turn down simple labor jobs and devote that time to working out and working with Renatica. I don't want to win, but I couldn't simply win.

So Layer stared at his seemingly weakest opponent and played a mutual battle with the man. It was just as expected that the other warriors were getting along well. I also noted that this qualifying round was not settled in the form of one person winning through within the time limit, mostly with a holding point at the time limit.

The layers won the game in the least uncomfortable way, watching how it went.

"(I wonder if anyone who thought about this method predicted this would happen. Beating everyone down in time is quite challenging. I think there's an overwhelming difference in strength, or luck.)"

"What are you thinking, layer?"

I just realized that Elsia was glancing at me, and Layer returned it to me.

"No, you've beaten me a lot."

"That's right. Thank you for your luck, and luxury us for dinner."

"That's fine, but it's security work until after this night, and I'm going to have my job up front for the loss of a win, so no rest for a while to come. You have a long way to go to luxury."

"I don't care whenever that happens, but next time, we're in this game already?

"No. I was told there were too many qualifying participants to squeeze further. Next one on one, but by the time the qualifying waiver players come out, they'll be fought 2-3 more times."

"Ha, ha. Your fate is exhausted, too. Lose, lose!"

Gayle offended the shitty mood, but the layers were flushing.

"Well, you can't just make a qualifying break, because you've made enough money. You can lose whenever you want, I'll take it easy."

"Damn, greedless guy"

"That's why I'm here for you. So, I need to talk to you about one thing..."

Elsia took out an earlier conceded tree and hung on to the layer wondering if she could hit it by tomorrow. Layer thought a lot, but nodded.

"I can't turn you down at Elsia's request. I'll take care of it after work today, so wait in your room at night. I'll get ready."

"Yeah, please."

"If you try to get your hands on Elsia, she's gonna bite you. Be careful, Layer."

Elsia must have stared at Gail because Gail made fun of him behind his back.

"Who says bite?

"I hope they just bite me"

"Hey, layer?

"If you can rub it, do it elsewhere, I have other eyes."

Daron was embarrassed. Sure, their way of making noise was noticeable, but Gail and Elsia made noise regardless, and the layers who saw it grinned and left.

Continued