The Branded Female Fencer

I mean, if we beat each other twice, we're gonna fight.

"I guess that's what I mean. But you could tell me in part the combination, but your opponent is the 1st seed, right? The winner of the last tournament, no, the strongest knight who has won more than 10 games in total."

To Layer's words, Liliam nodded in a strange way.

"- Right. Well, it's been bad luck for a long time, but I didn't expect to pull the strongest opponent out of over a thousand. I was lucky to have been given the extra boundaries of the main battle, but I didn't know I had this kind of och.

But depending on what you think, you may be lucky to have the opportunity to fight so many knights. I'll give it a lift at best. "

"That's positive. I'll pick up your bones at best."

Liliam laughed and showed her a small smile, spitting words that Elsia could not be sarcastic or supportive.

And Elsia and Layer decided to watch Lilliam fight from the audience. Arnelia's officials said something to congratulate him at the opening ceremony, but barely in the ears of the layer. Layer's interests had already been poured exclusively on Lilliam's opponents.

Because before the main battle, I asked him about a few numbers if there was a seed on the line for reference, but after a little worrying, he said, "Around 10 would be reasonable". Though there will be humility, if even with the strength of that line it will be to that extent, there will be no exhaustion of interest in how skilled a warrior is said to be the overwhelming number one.

Next door, Elsia had stated her dissatisfaction with the bump and Lilliam.

"Well, a high-sleeping woman just needs to get naked and lose."

"... that's not the kind of fight, this"

"Shut up. Hey, it's my mood problem. I think she can have that kind of punishment."

"I don't know what it feels like"

Layer was stunned by Elsia's temper, but Elsia's expression was serious besides her thoughts.

"But the number one knight. Didn't the title Master, certainly not just for simple martial arts, but also for study and other arts?

"I don't know the details, but I think we needed some good weapons in martial arts. Academic performance in different fields and artistic or international activities should have needed to be recognised. You can't just be strong."

"The Alliance also has a Brave Certification, but that one can only take the strength of a sword. People like Ravenstein must be fine knights."

"What do you think? If you're just a performer, you've got a good personality."

That's what Layer said, but I couldn't help but want to see the human battle to be Ravenstein fast. Elsia stared at the look on Layer's face as to what she was thinking at the time.

"Hey, layer. Are you looking forward to this fight?

"... why?

"Sounds like fun. That look on the layer, I might not see much."

"Sounds fun? Me?"

Layer was surprised that he was accidentally pointed out. Apparently the emotions were on the table or is Elsia sharp? Layer tried to fix his face, but that's when the referee entered the arena.

The arena is circular and more than 30 steps wide is likely to be loose. You lose off-site, but if you fight normally, you don't go off-site. Winning or losing is settled by a judgment of judgment based on incapacity for combat, off-site, and a certain amount of time.

When the referee raised his hands, the deliberate audience quieted. The more expensive the audience seats go behind them, many of the audience seats that could already accommodate about 10,000 people were filled. Fighting becomes entertaining from time to time, as was the case in Tarram, but on a completely different scale and level of attention nonetheless. Layers thought that when it comes to fighting in this, you won't be able to deceive badly, and you'll just be nervous.

The referee, who entered the center of the arena, proclaimed in high spirits.

"We will now begin the Unified Martial Arts Games, Game 1 of the main battle! Fighters forward!

At the same time as that signal, a fighter entered from the other side. When I go up to the circular arena, I cheer. Among them, the voice of judgment sounded well, whether it was amplified by witchcraft.

"The fighter on the left is Liliam, Tarram's vigilante and Tarram's strongest warrior! Enough for its strength, its beauty! A black-haired swordsman is a symbol of misfortune for his opponent!

Lilliam raises her hand and brings it to cheer. I guess I'm more used to this kind of performances than even fighting in Tarram. Dark hair is said to be an ominous symbol, etc., but the atmosphere as if to discriminate against her in this venue does not even feel fine dust against Liliam, who lovingly waves. Layer felt that the referee would be an Arnelian associate, a great performance to be able to stay to the foreword.

And the referee put his hand against the opposing fighter.

"To oppose, anyone who is a warrior on this continent knows its name, Ravenstein the Knight of the Kingdom of Baingel! Now the tournament is also the # 1 sequence (seed), joining the fight for the 12th total win! Don't miss that sword move! I want to be careful not to miss it too!

Where laughter has leaked from the audience to the words of the referee, the two confront each other and listen to precautions from the referee. And when the two shook hands together, they confronted each other at a certain distance.

Layer paid attention to the knight who would be Ravenstein. I guess the years go from middle-aged to epic. The body is just disappointing, but it's hard to say it's that big. Wearing in carefully groomed knightly clothing and light armor, it was minimal, not gorgeous or heavy. Rather than armor for defense, it would be wearing to keep you from getting hurt every time you attack.

His face is sharp, but it also has the softness to make him feel spared somewhere, and he could easily have imagined that it would have been a serene character if it had not been even a battle. If you shave your richly stored moustache, you'll look a little younger.

It wasn't too decorative and at first glance it just seemed like a knight quiet enough to remind me of a quiet lake surface.

"(You don't know if you're strong in appearance... now, what kind of arrangement)"

The moment the layer thought so, the referee waved both hands down and said, "Here we go! signaled." The audience cheered and Lilliam stood half-hearted. And as Ravenstein slowly put his sword in front of him, there was electric shock and cold sweat running all over the layer at that moment.

Continued