The Branded Female Fencer

"You've done quite well, Lilliam's guy. Regrettably, it's a grand battle against the strongest opponent."

"Be honest, Elsia."

Elsia was peeling at the layers' ratings.

"Naturally!? What do you think of me? Even I know they're not half as strong as they are. Doesn't pure swordsmanship mean you can't even fight our regiment? Venn, Lieutenant Rhine... but I don't think you can. You have someone so strong in the world.

Isn't Lilliam a grand fighter against such an opponent? Well, I doubted if they meant it. "

"Heh..."

Layer was impressed with Elsia's sentiments. I had no idea Elsia could measure the strength of her opponent so sensitively. If there was one objection, Liliam knew he couldn't win from the edge, but he probably did all his part as a "martial arts" while out of skill.

And even though Ravenstein would have meant it, he thought he wasn't used to it in action. He predicted that he had fought a tough way to get back into action. Still strong enough to give Liliam away. Perhaps the more the schedule progresses, the more we will demonstrate our main line.

Layer was going to abstain in Game 1-2. Look at the match table, and if Lilliam seemed to come up to win, I was going to go that far. And fight well, lose. That was the book.

"You're in trouble..."

When Ravenstein becomes that strong a swordsman, I really want to fight him. But if you fight as hard as you can, not only will you have power all around you, but even a wooden sword will be a life-threatening battle for the layers. You won't be able to afford to add or subtract so many swordsmen to your opponent, and you no longer think you have enough strength to be added or subtracted.

But Elsia came smashing aside to see if the unexpectedly leaky twinkle of the layer from Goto seemed to mean something else to Elsia.

"What's the trouble? Focus on your next opponent. Ain't nobody vulnerable to the opponents coming out of the main battle?

"... I don't know"

"You must be a knight of some country, right? What's the plan?"

"I don't know who they are, so there's nothing I can do. I've been praying yesterday for you to break it in my stomach."

Elsia was pompous, as Layer put it, but she had stopped trying to punch her grievances.

"... I wonder how many times I've been stunned by you in the last few days. I can't tell you anything anymore."

"Even if they say so."

Elsia made me sigh grandly, but I actually already know who they are. And the outcome of the battle. Layer was staring at Ravenstein's back as he left, but when he lost sight of him, he turned his back on the venue himself and headed to the holding room.

"Next Fighter, Previous!

Layers stepping into the venue were surprised by the sights from the circular arena. The higher you go behind you, the cheer comes down from this arena full of people designed to accommodate more than 10,000 people. Layer thinks there won't be so many times in the next life, such as being noticed by so many people.

The audience cheered loudly, to the extent that the voice of the referee was finally heard. The referee was the same person as Lilliam's battle, and when I saw him nearby, I felt like he looked familiar as an Arnelian official, but Layer was an unknown opponent.

Did the referee think the lay was young or talked about no other love before the battle? It would be a consideration to ease the tension, but when I realized that there was no tension of any kind on the layer, I gave only an administrative explanation.

"Then here's an introduction to the next contestant! One is Jaeger's Swordsman Layer! I'm surprised you won the qualifying round even though you're still a grown-up. He is usually a boy who undertakes the task of carrying loads, holding the sword for only two years. Luck seemed to be a qualifying round on my side too, but how far does that luck go!?

The contents of the introduction seemed to have the referee's hands on the pre-hearing form, but the layers barely wrote it down because it was cumbersome. Layer had seen the character of the referee and was feeling a little sorry for him.

The referee continues to introduce the opponent.

"Opponents are Baron Stler, senior knight of the Principality of Salz! This will be my fourth total, but I have a reputation for winning up to three rounds at best and playing a fierce battle against my seed opponents in the last tournament! I wonder what kind of fight it was, but I don't know!

That's right, the audience can go wild. Refresh the referee,

"Then let's cover that strength! But where did Baron Stler go...?

Yes, there is no opponent Stler in front of you. It's not necessarily strange because some competitors don't show up until the end of their introduction, but people came running from the stall on the Stler side. Obviously, the man dressed as the person concerned gave some ear to the referee.

Then the referee looked a little surprised and then nodded.

"Uh... Baron Stler is apparently not in the holding room. Then according to the rules, it is the undefeated of Jaeger's layers!

The audience turned. If you're a knight, such as not competing in an honorable martial arts tournament, you can't think of anything else. However, abstentions are not so rare in themselves, as many people, such as those whose meetings are being held at the same time or who have won from qualifying, are badly injured and unable to fight. Even though it is Arnelia's knee, which receives the best treatment, the qualifying winner was also severely injured, so someone resigned from the game.

But if he is a knight, he often gives advance notice in case of resignation, without which the referees had a strange look. But Layer was not upset or pleased, but gave a bow of grace on the spot and waved toward Jaeger's support where he was earlier, leaving the venue behind.

And between the venue and the holding room, there was Lunatica just where it would be a blind spot.

Continued