The Branded Female Fencer

"Hey, is Roch's husband okay? Roch's husband is a man who competes at speed, isn't he? The other guy's the same type of warrior, but aren't you going to beat him then?

"Well, you're new in, so you don't know."

Lünca denies Cherio's words with surprise.

"General Roch is one of the old stocks among the beast generals. Although Lord Kapur is the oldest, he is the next oldest generation alongside the late Aquila, Lord Niger. I tend to be likened to 'Vargo of Power, Roch of Speed' for a long time because of Lord Vargo of Power Pushing who is with me, but not actually. Without King Dreyan, he would have named Lord Roch as an all-purpose warrior."

"Does that mean pure arm strength is also equivalent?

"What Lord Vargo truly excels at is endurance. I once heard that Lord Roch is stronger with all his strength."

"Are you serious?"

Cherio sighed at the strength of the misseen senior beast general. He was staring at his own hands, saying that he was the weakest category of beast generals in his arms.

And Lünca goes on.

"Chelio, you're right. I'm not sure I'm a beast general. It is also because of the choice of someone like me among the many war dead and the lack of qualities that should be prepared as a beast general"

"Qualities?"

"Yes. It once took a 'certain ability' to become a beast general. They say that it is an awakening in extreme battle, a nature that any beast man can prepare for. That's the nature that once shook up humans and other races and called the Beast Man the strongest fighting group on the continent.

I am ashamed that I have not yet reached awakening. But I intend to seize the trigger in the last battle with Ursus. "

"The fight against the Urs - that whole body turning red?

"Close but a little different. In the case of the Beastman..."

During Lunca's explanation, the audience began to gush. Roch, who is supposed to be underneath, is slowly starting to beat Seite.

The audience is not the only one surprised, so is Cherio. Lünca was also surprised, but differed from Cerio to be a little surprised.

"Whoa. No matter how strong you are, are you going to beat me out of that position?

"No, is that... is that 'use', Lord Roch?

With Lyunka's amazement, Dryan was tongue-in-cheek staring at this from the VIP table.

"Shit, an idiot. Are you going to use it here? I remember when the blood came up on my head, Vargo had such a dangerous personality that I couldn't compare."

"King Dreyan, anything?

"It's going to be a bit of a hassle, Your Highness. If Roch's guy gets busted, I might need to go out and crush him. Humans, then, no matter how many crisp Roch are against them, they're loaded."

Dryan watched the battle go by with a rugged look as the muse present showed confusion.

In doing so, with Seite on his belly, Roch was certainly starting to beat him.

"Gu!?

To be able to escape from such an absolutely advantageous posture would be humiliating if we tried to do martial arts. Anyway, if you're going to run away with a time limit or something while playing defense as well, if you're going to fall back in a serious meeting, that will prove a clear difference in strength.

There are things that captainship does to show freshly enlisted newcomers the difference in power, but Seite himself didn't think how he would do the same, albeit beast general opponent, when he defeated Bergay.

"(I've seen General Roch's workouts, but I misjudged his strength? Or do you give more power in action than you assume? Either way -)"

Seite's consciousness flew for a moment in Roch's blow. I can't escape the meeting any more than I am on Roch's belly myself. Understanding that this posture was no longer so advantageous, Seite instantly left and took a distance.

Reversal from where I thought the battle had been decided. The audience swayed to surprise and turned to blurring.

"Awesome! I got up from there!

"Isn't the Beast General Dada?"

"Is that... is that crazy?

"Oh - that beast man, so -"

Was it big? And someone shrugged. The doubts and anomalies rippled quietly and quickly throughout the venue. Waking up Roch calmly wiped the blood flowing from his forehead and spit out the blood in his cut mouth, he stepped on to make sure he was in the arena a few times.

Seite, who was watching how it was, paled, and Brandio, the referee, whistled.

"Hugh, this is really the Beast Man."

"Nah... it's obviously getting bigger?

I can't help but be surprised by Seite. At best, Roch, who was supposed to be about once bigger in stature, was clearly more than twice bigger. Instead of a single head length, Seite's head is no longer chest height.

I came here and finally detected an anomaly all over the venue. In the meantime, the audience's ambition echoed.

Continued