The Branded Female Fencer

It was the competitors who were confused at the same time as the signals. It was about what to do to the child. But given the gameplay so far, the least harmed person often breaks through the qualifying round. When it comes to children, the rarity of an intact boy winning a qualifying round can happen.

A man closest to me spoke to the boy.

"Hey kid. I don't know what you're here for, but if you don't want to get hurt, get out of here right away. If you don't like it, grab it, but I'll take you, okay?

"I'll take care of it, I'll take care of it. But once on the battlefield, it is a warrior's lesson not to hate death. In the form of a competition, there's nothing to worry about here if you're on the battlefield. Assuming he was murdered, I don't resent him."

"Oh, my God, you're the only one with a mouth for a kid."

"It's not just the mouth"

At that moment, the boy left one of his own balloons to break and show himself. Not only the man, but even the audience quiets back for a moment. But without poking the gap, the boy stood with dignity.

"Now there is no exit." The Fistful Clan is your only child, Miles is your opponent. "

"What?

The boy, named Miles, jumped at an unstoppable rate into the man's pocket at the same time as his name, striking a blow. The man was wearing thick armor with a beast skin, but the boy's fist made him turn to the letter of the man, and he collapsed on the spot and never moved.

The atmosphere of the venue changed. And the boy provoked with his fingers the competitors that were there.

"Ko, the kid!

"Don't lick it!

Seeing signs of a nasty boy, the contestants stormed the boy all without shame or outrage. But when the boy saw their attack, he definitely fisted at the steeple. Heavy blows that cause adults to faint, not a series of attacks that exploit the child's lightness. The competitors lay on the ground one after the other, and the audience sprang to this anomaly. It was Daron and the other mercenary watching how it went.

"Hey, giant husband. What do you think of that kid?

"Strong. That's all."

"Right, I see you're stepping on quite a few spots for the kid's ass. I thought you and I were gonna fight for a win-out, but this has changed the wind direction. But there is also a meaning here. Boy, I don't want the other guy to think I pulled my back, okay?

"Whatever you want."

"What's going on in the world these days? I don't know if I have to let these kids fight me."

As the man advanced with a sinister face, he raised his name.

"Uh, I'm not used to being named... but I'm a class B mercenary ox. My job is mainly beast hunting. You know what I'm talking about?

"? No..."

"You can't add to or subtract from the hunt. Especially in front of awkward prey. Don't resent me, kid."

"Of course that's -?"

Miles felt intense drowsiness at that moment. The scent of the opponent tickling his nose on the wind...

"Sleep, medicine"

"The use of sorcery is forbidden, but the use of these tools is not. We have to break it before then. The battle is anything. Don't call me cowardly, all right?

"No... rather glad. Because it means he was recognized as a warrior. But..."

I thought Miles leaned around and came forward suddenly. It's the event of the moment I thought I fell, so Ox is delayed in his reaction, that moment was enough. Ochs' shaky behavior cuts off the sky and Miles' positive fist plunges into Ochs' belly. But Miles' fist wasn't handy enough, and he realized he was hit, not hit. Shock to the head at the same time. When he noticed Ochs head poking, he was strangled from behind with his knee kicked behind him and on his knees.

"Prey is most dangerous when you think you've got it fixed. Have you studied? Surrender."

"... gu, gigigi"

"Surrender, if you suck, you won't break your neck bone. You're not gonna be able to stand for life, are you?

"... is that okay?

"What?

"I'll break it before then, your arm will"

When Miles took Ox's wrist, he began to tighten it up with tremendous force. No technology, nothing, just strength. But the face of Ochs, who was supposed to be in a favorable position, blued, and Miles, who gradually rose, began to lift Ochs into space with only his arms intact. The audience squirms.

"Why not fight back?

"What's going on, that kid?

"... you can't fight back if you want to."

Miranda replied blushing to the staring audience. When grasped with so much force that it could break anywhere in your body, you can't fight back very, but powerful. It is the mountain of Sekiyama that only forces like children's waste can enter even when fighting back. I know that well because that's how Miranda does it herself. But I questioned whether that boy also meant he had a special physique like Miranda, or some help, but Titania was answering as if she had guessed it.

"That's technology."

"Technology?"

"Yes. muscle strength gain from workouts, how to release the power you've saved over a few days at once, remove physical limitations, etc. Those are just the basic powers of their clan."

"You mean you can do it too?

"It's not that extreme, but I'm sure famous warriors from all over the continent are using close technology. Now, the question is, how will that giant mercenary get out?"

By the end of Titania's talk, Ox had been dropped from his brain weather to the ground and had passed out. Daron, who was watching how it went, moved slowly. The wooden axe in my hand was throwing out.

And when he slowly came to the front of Miles, he spoke peacefully, as usual.

Continued