The Branded Female Fencer

There are two Diore balloons left. But Diore is not protecting them. Betts also doesn't seem to be thinking about winning due to balloon damage. Diore even defended, and Betts struck down Diore.

"That's all you punch in, you don't break a wooden knife often"

"The material may also be good, but the sword is always constant and useless. Besides, it's not a gesture of power. I guess that's why.

In the game ahead, Lord Diore was aiming to destroy the opponent's weapon, but this time he won't be able to. "

To Muse's question, Drean answers. There are ways to wrap Qigong around a weapon, but if you do that, Diore's body could be amputated. Sometimes a weapon that engages Qigong can be more destructive than serious.

"(If I did that, I would have already fallen because of the excessive use of Qigong. If you penetrate Qigong into equipment other than your own, you will consume more than ten times as well. Qigong is not that versatile of technology.

But Betts and I don't want to lose all of our balloons while we strike at it so unilaterally that we want to settle it as a legitimate end. Does it work that well?

Betts' offense gets even more intense as Dryan watches. Diore's clothes were no longer blurry and her complexion was beginning to dew. But rather, when this happens, the audience also starts to realize that the Diore technology they're defending is unusual.

And in these cases, a lot of support goes to the disadvantaged. All the more so if it is the popular diore that is at a disadvantage.

"Master Diore!

"Fight back -!

"Don't lose!

Diore's protection improves accuracy so as to meet the audience's cheers. Diore kept being told he had no sword talent or anything until he became a spiritual knight, and his grin spilled as he remembered his days of being subjected to torturous sword archery. I was in the same situation day after day. By comparison, this offense ends with game time. I didn't think there was any such thing as being subjected to this onslaught.

Diore sees some time left. Hourglass was no longer on the verge of falling off. The loss of the game is definitive as it is, but not to the battle itself. The promises I once made with Betts until the point where defeat became apparent. If it stays this way, losing a game doesn't mean losing a battle.

Plus, as far as the way Betts fought, there's a verse that doesn't consider this a game. Betts knows how to fight as the original Spirit Knight of Diore. Betts should be aware that the attack he's ever struck on Diore hasn't taken a single effective hit if it was meant to.

The Betts offense has already reached saturation. I can prevent it if I'm not even alert - that's what I thought, and I saw just before the hourglass fell off.

"(I won!

The moment Diore thought that, Betts' wooden sword was stuck in Diore's throat. What the hell does that mean? Only a few people, including Alexandria officials, could have understood it in a real sense.

"Until then! Winner, Betts in Blackhawk!

From the loss caused by balloons, the winner of the game became Betts. And the winner of the battle is also Betts. None of the few who were looking at the outcome of the battle rather than the game understood what had happened at the last moment of Betts' offense.

Diore opened his eyes like he had eaten a face - and accepted the result.

"- Right. Wasn't it the biggest offense yet? I'm afraid. I didn't know the attack was as strong as it could have been."

"Ma, this would also be a Unified Martial Arts Games exclusive game. Magic, magic, whatever, I won't win."

"Really? If anything, that's what it was. The battle is going to get sharper."

"I'll leave that area to your imagination. More than that, I promise - you'll keep it, won't you?

Behind what Betts said, Diore was mysteriously nodding, feeling something sharp in his gaze.

"- Oh, I keep my word. Where do we meet?

I just wanted to say, "My inn - I'm going to owe you a little something. After this, in front of the main entrance of Arnelia"

"Fine."

That's all Betts told him, he woke up on his knees, taking Diore's hand, where he was lying down, responding firmly to the audience, to whom the two of us applauded the thunder, before returning to the holding room.

Even if the two of them leave, the audience's excitement still doesn't subside. Levenstein, the lead winning candidate, Diore was defeated and all that remained was a tournament called Mercenaries or Swordsmen of the Stream. Though rough, both the audience's interest and the hounds who had never known about them anticipated a championship battle.

And after that, tomorrow's quarterfinals will be drawn.

Continued