Finally, the day of the duel.
In the days leading up to that, Massal had a natural look as if some possession had fallen, and spent a very normal amount of time making his own weapons of arms and promises with the directive for the duel, or lecturing Dwarf Combine on the structure for repairing and producing carriages and pumps.
For some reason, I suggested hamburgers that didn't exist even though they had hamburgers and bread, and I tried to spread the culture of dashi with fish, shellfish and seaweed to show the meal spread slightly and all the small suggestions, but Massal was happy to see a definite change in life in the last few days.
"You've come a long way, Massal. This is where we pride ourselves on Knights training! There are also observation decks there for checking the formation and other things, and for the greats to inspect.
Once inside the facility, known as the training center, it is connected to the outside of the city, surrounded by wide stone walls, allowing for a large space isolated from the outside. The platform, which I called the inspection platform, is clearly overly crowded with three-stage height passenger seats that only seem to be audience seats to inspect and confirm. There are the beasts who will be liberated this time, and they are made to sit in line and wonder what will be done.
"Oh, yes, the directive... I can make an example of that. Look, he said he'd make the perfect weapon.
"Oh! You got it! Where is it?
"It's in the crate there. Please take it appropriately.
I've been... exercising prep... forever.
"Hey, what's this...
"What?... Ha! You can't do that! My special gear, Sz! Commander's is a long crate next door!
"Oh... oh... are you going to use me for a duel...? They're so pathetic...
What Lancelot saw was a morningstar that was in a crate, wrapped around a metal pattern about a meter long, with a leather grip and non-slip
The chain extending from the tip by about 60 cm has an iron sphere about 10 cm in diameter. Of course, the iron sphere is made to have a lot of spurs and a higher strike attack power. It is precisely a romantic weapon.
There are a few other Roman weapons hidden in the crate, but that's later.
"It's a festival. We need to have fun."
"You're the only one who's going to have a duel with the festival. Well, good, it's about to start, so just gear it up. Do it properly so that you don't feel like facing the blade.
"Got it! Commander!"
That's why it's the beginning of a duel, but the other guy hasn't pulled it off since before he did something. Because they said it was unlimited, 11 aspirations appeared to have gathered, and until I entered the training center, I cut the wind with my shoulders and appeared prestigious...
"" "". "" What a sleazy!
Several screams rang. At the back of the hips hang a short sword about 1m across the blade, knife with knuckle guard to the left and right. Only caged hands wear metal items, and then jeans and boot type safety shoes that have been worn from Japan on leather jackets and belts. A large hammer 120 cm long is gripped on his left hand and hangs a morningstar on his right hand. Big Hammer and Morningstar can't be used at the same time, but they pulled it out once, and it's important to look good and win and lose.
"Ah, there's a reason that such a thing can be used as a weapon...
"... hey! Oh, come on, you can shake it!
Check the feel of the handshake as you swing the Morningstar with the boom.
"I'm going down... I'm not hurt like that...
"Stop me, too! I don't want to die...
"You better stop it too... can you deal with it like that!
There were only three gibberishes left before I did one after the other...
"Hey, what do we do?
"You're gonna have to do what you do... but if someone doesn't stop that one blow, we're gonna talk about it...
"If it's a shield, it's there...
"Who's gonna do it! Even the shield will break your arm!
"Well, what do we do...
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I'm talking to you about something. I hear everything...
"Um...
"What is...?
"" "It's surrender!
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And the cry of Massal, and of the knights, and of the beasts, was a perfect hammer.