The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

The man laughed.

Finally, this is the time I've been waiting for.

It's been a long time since I've been made so cocky.

Yes...... humiliation since the time I was cocked by a brunette during a former school festival, escort. The man rocks the blue robe and takes to the stage.

"Ha-ha-ha! Come on, you stupid brunette! Before my pale magic the garbage scum disappears as well, but it's rubbish. Huh!?

And exited after a few seconds.

"Oops! Kronos, who worked so hard to get ahead of us! I came here and beat him up normally. Ahhhhh!! Aoil player, instant kill!

Kronos was the only one left on the spot.

She opens and closes her fists strangely, opening her mouth like a little trouble.

"Hmm...... That's all he was pounding. I thought you were related to my family... Apparently, he was just an idiot."

When she squeals so, she leaves the stage unharmed.

From the battle with Satan and Gill, an hour early.

After their clash, several 'strays' continued to instantly clean up the game… Thus, four players were selected to compete in the semifinals at a rate far exceeding expectations.

'And by saying, that's it, the top four went pawns to the semifinals!

Thus, there are four names read out.

The man who dropped Satan in the first round - Gil.

All monsters who have slaughtered their opponents in one blow - empty deaths.

A pseudo-brave man who has defeated his enemies at risk - Armour Pendragon.

And Las Boss [Chaos].

From these, the semi-finals, and the finalists decide -!

It should have been...

"So Master Armour made me abstain"

"............ hmm? Er... eh?

A blue-haired maid, Marta said that in front of me.

She's holding a passed out armor aside. This man... even though he should have had enough strength to stop Gil's guy. How the hell did you stun him? I'm very concerned.

"This tournament was...... participation for rehabilitation purposes if you ask me.... Well, Master Armor had the purpose of" rebuilding his hometown "... but this time he decided he just didn't stand a chance of winning."

"Well... yes, it is"

Anyway, the other guy died in the air on Gill.

The only thing that has a winning eye... is me? I don't see him as' evil '. I hear you once made a mistake, but still the roots are serious ordinary people. More than I can wield violence from this one, there was still a chance of defeat in case.

but. Even if it hits me in the semifinals and I can win, it's either of them that hits me next. There can't be a win or anything.

"Sure, it would be a good idea to abstain if you're here for rehabilitation purposes. From now on, it's definitely not going to be a rehab."

"In other words, it looks like Ten Himself (Gil) is competing in a body he can't go without rehabbing. He's going to have to retake here."

With that said, Malta praises and leaves the modem behind.

Right now, I'm the only one left in this modem.

Kids in this orphanage also lost the first round of the guided tournament...... or they had abstained, and the air casualties and Gill moved to another modest room again.

Is that why?

Malta, who opened the door to the gallery... stopped and looked back at me.

"Most importantly, [she] is too suspicious"

"... air casualties, are you talking about?

Malta said the word 'she'.

From the way things have been going so far, it would be about Eighty-nine.

"I know you, right? Are you someone you can trust?

"... well. I don't know much about it either."

First demon Führer, dead in the air.

A masterpiece called Nothing Lined Up in Physical Combat, making it the most powerful demon of all time. The oldest reacher in the world, who reached beyond the wall before the divine king Uranos.

That's the woman...... of, I should have.

"Why do you think it's suspicious?

"No, it's just an intuition. Don't let Master Armor fight that woman.... For some reason, I thought so from the bottom of my heart. That's all."

So I'm not sure.

On the side of the maid who goes on to do so, I feel as though I was convinced.

Seeing the side of it, I return, after a lot of silence, with an inquiry.

"Can I ask you one thing?

"... what is it? I don't trust you very much either."

I leaked a bitter laugh at the shaky words, and I asked only one question.

"Gin-Crashbell. What do you think of him?

"Shut up man. But a man stronger than anyone."

To her immediate response, I unwittingly blew it out.

Oh......, really, you're right. I know exactly what you mean.

I stood up from my seat and looked at her again.

"Got it. I'll trust you."

"... what the hell was your position on the question now? Neither do I have much to do with him..."

I'm not involved, but I still got that answer.

That's enough for me.

"Well. Maybe it didn't make sense. Maybe it was just my personal interest.... but I (...) thought (...) of (...) the same (...) and (...) as (...) I (...) thought (...) and (...) I (...) thought (...) (...). Then I think that the advice, I deserve to hear"

Big demon, dead in the air.

Trust him or not.

... Well, the answer to that comes right up too.

When I turned my gaze toward the stage, there was just a semi-final scratch going on. Whether I fight... or fight that man, this makes everything clear.

"No way, Kronos.... No, chaos. From the beginning..."

Malta spun the words a little surprised.

What, I'm not as smart as you imagine.

It's just the great demon where the god of prison breathed. Such an unnatural thing should be considered 'something' from the beginning. Otherwise, that's what jail gods laugh at me for.

When I exhale small, I lift the edge of my mouth.

"Come on, it's time to go with the climax"

'Come on, I did it, semi-finals!

Go up to the stage.

At the same time a loud cheer echoed and I frowned unexpectedly, raising my face to a sharp gaze pierced directly from the front.

"No way, I'm going to fight you... I don't know, Chrono Kid"

Red hair everywhere, shaking in the wind.

The hair is like a flame. A symbol of the nightmare in the gods of those days, anointed with a single color of red lotus until the tip of his hair, no different from hundreds of millions of years ago.

In my memory, I think she was a good 'long' with her enemies.

Pale eyes everywhere like the sky.

Its body wraps around a dress based on red and white, with a bright red halvard in its hands that is a symbol.

"You are... unchanged. Ever since those days, ever."

I even remember the illusion as if it had popped straight out of my memory.

Hair length, height, and physique remain unchanged as one.

It's no longer a creature. Being so transcendent in intelligence that you think so. That was her on the day of her arrival. That was the general thrust of the gods. That's what I remember.

"That Halvard too...... what did you say? You used it a lot."

"............... hey, don't worry too much. Do I look like the kind of woman who cares about the name of the weapon?

The question of air casualties.

Before that, I sneered.

I won't return the word.

I just looked at the woman in front of me with both eyes.

"Well good, Chrono kid. I'll blossom in vain with you... you don't think so, do you? Don't worry, it's the same for me."

And so the woman set up Halvard.

It's like you've been using that weapon for years. It's like an integrated body and weapon. Step in and they'll slap you off. Such a feeling.

Even if not, I can't feel it coming from the relatively inexperienced 'that brother', who spent hundreds of millions of years on martial arts but thus steps in, a kind of [polar].

Before that, I exhaled heavily.

"Right, right. I just lost the need to talk."

"... what?

When I attached my right hand to my neck, the voice of Astalot echoed at the same time.

"Then the semi-finals! All hit special! A red-haired monster with Halvard as his main weapon...... Nacky VS! Kronos, the average person who seems to be anywhere with dark hair! You'll be wasting your mouth on it, and let's get this battle started and go!

Thus, the signal of the start of the battle sounds.

I muttered a word, the name of that weapon that was remembered.

"- [Kagutschi Kagutschi]"

"... what?

to the air casualties to inquire into.

I ran out at once...... and punched that face out of my mind.

It does not hit the problem, such as [constraints] hung on the neck.

I have now determined this [unknown woman] as one [evil].

"What? What?"

"Far too ancient. I didn't have any friends. I used to go to Nara. In it, I got to know one woman. … that [nickname] was also given to me at that time"

The woman, in a nutshell, was a child.

The beauty of looking like a princess of a country.

But on the inside, he was such a child to look back on.

Plenty of pompous tricks to do almost nothing but fight.

Give your favorite 'Great Sword' a name and brag your chest out.

Never become pessimistic when you are locked away by Natsuo.

He moaned his fading red hair day by day, like a girl.

I remember his, purple (...) colored (...) eyes (...).

"I had my doubts along the way."

That said, I pull my sword out of my hips.

The redhead that looks down is looking up at me.

I stared into those pale eyes.

"- Who the hell are you?