The Branded Female Fencer

"(From the moment you don't see him, I don't know about the killing spirit that gets here. It's been a long time since I've known who they are just for killing)"

I can tell so that the appearance of layers who are still invisible can be taken. Not that Ravenstein has any such experience, but since when can such intense killing be directed outside the battlefield?

Even with Ravenstein, I could not deny that my skin would poppy.

"(I was going to deal with a boy who knows how to fight a little, but he looks like a beast at all. Although the Unified Martial Arts Games are mostly a battle of national prestige, or personal will, I felt there had been too many behaved people lately. Sometimes this kind of taste wouldn't be bad)"

Ravenstein also headed to the arena with the mindset to interact with life again. And the moment they climbed up, they stopped moving perfectly.

The two of us just went up the stairs. But from the spot on, neither one of them was humbled. I haven't even explained it before the fight yet. The referee urged the two men, who suddenly stopped walking.

"What's up, both of you? Previous!"

But neither Layer nor Ravenstein move. That's how it stops for more than a dozen seconds. The referee suddenly exhaled loudly as he tried to walk over to the layer, bewildered. And suddenly,

"I abstain"

Just to say, he turned his deep thanks to Ravenstein and left the scene untrained. The accusations against the lay flew from all over the venue at the act. I heard a lot of people calling me a coward, returning my wager money, but the layers were turning back refreshingly without going through all of them.

At that time, I wouldn't even have noticed in person that there was a grin on Layer's expression that left no room for relief and remorse.

And Ravenstein had the blessing of a winner on stage, but the referee who grabbed that arm for him realized his own palms were wet after Ravenstein left.

"... sweat?

I haven't even fought. I noticed that Ravenstein's skin clothes are sweaty and moist, and Ravenstein the person's expression is blue and white, is that about the Diore I'm holding back for the next game? All eight of Seed's matches were organized today to coincide with the noon break of the peace conference. Naturally, behind us, there are not only Diore, but Louis and Roch as well.

When Diore welcomed Ravenstein, he inquired with a serious look.

"How far did they go?

"... is it one arm"

Ravenstein muttered in a voice that only Diore could hear. There is no scratch on Ravenstein's skin. But as if there was pain, Ravenstein was holding his left arm down.

"How many times have you fought"

"At least, Baidu. It was too much on the way, and I didn't know how many times."

Layer and Ravenstein weren't just standing. They fought more than once, only with each other's attention and killing. As a result, layers without hitters admitted defeat and abstained.

How many people were in the venue who knew the value of this battle? Of course, all eight of the seeds knew, so they were all stopping their hands on preparation and putting their faces on the venue side to watch the game. A slightly nervous atmosphere would also be the effect of the earlier game.

Diore thought the atmosphere was preferable or he was smiling and talking to Ravenstein.

"Hundreds. That boy has quite the temper. Normally, I would fall out of my temper a few times."

"Yeah, there must have been something due for this game. I wasn't so much against it. The difference in readiness struck me unexpectedly. I won, but it was he who learned. I've been made a good trainee."

"Training the best knights on the continent against them? Well, that's comparable to a decade of drilling."

When Diore chuckled, he started walking for the next game. Ravenstein calls from behind.

"Am I old?

"I don't know. From what I can tell, he just looks a little hairy. Though only the skill of the sword is no longer cute. Why don't you sit on your strongest seat for over 20 years and also remember it's time to be outrun?

"Because you've been outrun?

"If there is such a person, he is retired at the same time. There was one candidate... how much."

Ravenstein nodded a little, wondering if he had any idea who Diore thought of.

"Are you the young man in the example? If he's out, does that naturally mean he's serious?

"Well, if I were to try it, it would be this tournament. I'm not gonna lose until then."

"This is scary. I didn't know the Great Knight of Alexandria meant it. I can't help it either."

"We need to make sure we don't shrug each other's feet. There are quite a few strong players in this tournament. It's not easy to win with us."

That's what Diore said, but he moved on without alarm, looking to his next opponent.

Continued