Stories exist of cold or ostracized people going elsewhere to succeed.

The important thing in that story is that the protagonist will naturally succeed, and that the organization that excluded the protagonist will follow a path of collapse by deserve.

Not what the protagonist intended, but the absence of a competent figure, the protagonist, disintegrates that organization at will.

There is a certain demand for such 'style' stories.

It's a somewhat disgusting way of putting it, but I guess there's a desire for humans to recognize themselves in society and for societies and individuals that don't recognize themselves to fall.

It's not enough for me to be appreciated, and I want the person I don't like to go down as opposed to you.

Dark aspirations when it comes to darkness, but you'll get a certain amount of empathy.

Speaking of what you want to say, that's what the inhabitants in the tempera are cursing about the run, which means.

The slight self-esteem of being descendants of a group of forgotten mercenaries from the public was crushed by a mutation called Run.

But if we tried to take part in the war between the kingdom of Arcana and the monsters of the old world, we were also given the greatest respect and the finest treatment by the superpower's lords.

It seemed a threat to both enemies and allies that if we tried them, everyone inside knew what everyone in the clan could do.

No matter how trivial the technique, no matter how inferior, he was stunned as funny. Their self-esteem was greatly restored.

Okay, it's a run.

He is a little girl of division, crushing our own pride.

He is a heretic inside, who went out to the outside world one foot away.

Apparently, she was broken her nostrils early by the most powerful monsters who drove her ancestors two thousand years ago to annihilation and those who hit their disciples.

On the contrary, he said he lost fighting his daughter of similar age, not so much a genius.

A little girl who boasted of all that atrocity, but went out into the world and tasted the setback early.

While they thought they wanted to do it, they were very pleased.

Perhaps it is the sword saint of a rough God or his disciple, the child-faced, in the degree of damage, that should be cursed in the tempera.

But at any rate it was two thousand years ago. It will still be difficult for the users of Turtle Kok Fist to hold on to the roots that the inside was devastated two thousand years ago.

So, it is now.

Run will inherit his strongest sword, which will also cut off dragons.

They say they can be set in a trump card cauldron, a big sign in the Arcana kingdom.

Though we have emerged ourselves, Run said we will have a further great birth at once.

Not surprisingly, they cursed the world's inertia.

"Come on! Don't lose!

"No! Don't throw battles to the end!

"You can do it! Take down the run!

A huge support group that beat the drums, whistled and even waved the flag.

I didn't even do obstructive work on the boulder, but I did enough to greatly inspire the opponents of the run.

It should be noted that the secret detectives of the countries of the South who see it, their survivors.

They were the ones who tasted the extreme of the world's inertia.

"You lost to those guys..."

"How unreasonable..."

"Weird, this is wrong"

From their point of view, Tempera Ten Fist was a legendary group of mercenaries.

Even the legend was a group of mercenaries (...).

They were the ones they imagined, not much different from the average mercenary.

There was no upbringing, no leadership, no courtesy.

Even so, we were defeated in "intelligence warfare," what the hell are we?

With minimal effort, maximum effectiveness. Without letting the opponent understand his defeat, he stole important secrets, grabbed the weakness of dignitaries, and sometimes abducted them when assassinating them...

Sometimes they cited the effects of outnumbering a single army, or they prevented war from happening, or they led to the triumph of the Great War.

Only with the skill of brilliant intelligence agents and operatives can it be made possible to frustrate and complete talented human beings to the extreme.

Such our own enemies should still have been intelligent, trained intelligence and operatives, and such deception with them should have been our main responsibility.

Wrong, such skill will not completely bankrupt a handled group of countrymen.

But reality was harsh.

I am voluntarily eager for the defeat of the Silver Ghost Fist Run, even though I did not do anything to counteract it.

Very outspoken, pee-pee, hopefully Lan loses and Eckezacks spills.

Besides, Arcana has seen that.

"Then why are you in our way...!

"It couldn't have been strange to cooperate actively!

The secret detectives who have been misplaced in the venue can only mourn knowing the reality of the enemy.

Well, from the face of the tempera, I guess to the extent that 'it's that, this is this'.

Work is work, so it's fun to do while competing. When you're done with your job, support your runs opponents with all your personal feelings.

There is no contradiction among them. Speaking of which, I'm just saying that I don't confuse the public and private sectors and I know exactly what priority is.

And the kingdom of Arcana, too, cannot be particularly blamed because of their benevolence.

For the kingdom of Arcana, Tempera is a reinforcement that rushed into distress, and a great part of the defense.

If you do what you do, even some impotence is acceptable. Perhaps that is the manifestation and beauty of tolerance in the Arcana kingdom today.

Yes, that's probably the most important thing there is.

After all, a line exists in everything, and if you cross that line, your life will not be guaranteed.

Lan has not made that much of a mess in Arcana, nor has he exceeded the provisions in the official setting.

That happens to be the situation, I guess so.

But whether you have the strength or not, you have to punish me if I violate the provisions and the law.

If you are strong, if you have qualities, if you are forgiven for rambling in an official setting, you will not be rewarded for what you live weakly or seriously.

"... but Run is fighting really well. It's not what you used to be."

Blois watching the game honestly complimented him that way.

It also sounds like you despise your husband, but I guess you're just saying the facts.

Baas doubted the couple's friendship, but they were both just analyzing it with great seriousness, so there seemed to be no malice.

"I don't know if I'd say it myself, but it's obvious in a way. The way I fight, all I can do is make my opponents do nothing. In a way, the depth of nostalgia is different"

The way the mountain waters are fought is very contoured, just to make the fairy arts, which were not originally intended for battle, into action.

The stronger your opponent is, the more you have to unilaterally attack him.

The defense is thin and the attack is not as powerful as it should be, which is why we have to strike the steeple precisely.

On the one hand, attack instantly and end without defense.

It's for duels, but not for games.

Both the audience watching and the opponent end the battle without knowing what it is.

Whether the mountain water is strong or the other person is weak, it ends without even knowing it.

"Run originally had an understandable and high physical ability, and a physical manipulation ability to handle it fully. In time there was the ability to regenerate, and that was what made him, like Easter earlier, visible and powerful. Thankfully, I had the strength to show my superiority after attacking."

The strength of mountain waters is due to skill and not in numerical terms.

It's difficult to imitate, and the surroundings are difficult to understand.

To be clear, it's easier for both the audience and the opponent to understand by comparing numerical strength.

The most illustrative example of this would be the divine descent, which is nothing else.

Turning to the mighty beast, he raves with his sword and spear ineffective body.

Well, it would be a beauty worthy of the king of the great kingdom.

"My technique and my moves are quiet and plain. Not for this kind of place from the beginning."

"Right. Thanks to you, when I was on active duty, it came from the lady... no, now you were the wife"

"Right...... by the way, Mr. Baas"

Mountain water, which decided that it would be a bad topic if it stayed this way, switched the story blatantly without this.

There is no way to dig back what has already been done.

"What?

"Do you still regret not being able to make it to this game?

"Of course."

Baas sees the challengers being defeated by the run.

Some things are knocked down in a breath, some things are lifted up unnecessarily, some things are knocked down trembling with fear.

But still, they were in it right.

If losing is a shame, then it's even more shameful not to participate.

"But I guess that means looking at the painful eye."

No matter how far you end up, it doesn't matter what you think about challenging mountain waters for the goal of becoming the owner of the Divine Sword.

This is how I say the position I'm in is what I shouldn't get for not doing anything.

Now nothing is different from the men you are repelling, Conne is the only one with a handle.

"Sansui"

"Yes."

"When this game is over, I'm going somewhere."

Somewhere other than by the mountain water, I'm sure.

If it's euthanasia by the mountain waters, then it's a mistake for me to get it now.

It is significantly contrary to its aesthetic aesthetics, which Mountain Water prefers.

"Until now, I've really been taken care of"

"Really?"

It's embarrassing.

Faces are in front of us fighting hard for personal ambition and dignity.

Or for the sake of the nation and the people, there are faces that are resolutely challenged by opponents whose wins are weak.

They are the brave ones, and they really deserve to be honored.

It's unacceptable for a loser who couldn't even challenge him to be here.

"It's good to see you."

"It's good to see you, too. Anytime, show your face."

While we're at it, the game keeps going.

The new trump card of the Arkana kingdom will go ahead with the game as expected.

"Game eighty! Ida Kagami!"

……

I had black eyes on my black hair, the Japanese finally took the stage.

Just looking at that look, Lan exposes his vigilance.

"I see, it doesn't seem like a fool I've been trying for a woman"

Festival I said, there are some Japanese of the participants who are making such unsolicited muscles of their own and getting hot, like 'It's wrong for a girl to fight' or 'You're cute, so you can't do this here' or 'From now on, I'll protect you, you don't have to fight'.

At least I personally mocked myself and abused myself that I might have said so.

But I can only feel extremely serious hostility in the expression of the young man in front of me.

It's no exaggeration to say beautiful girl to look at a run as just an opponent, or an obstacle.

Very preferred, he looked like a warrior.

"No, I'm looking for a woman. This is a fight for a woman to like, just because she's not you."

Set up the dagger that was resting on your hips, spread your legs and bend your knees.

"Right, right, a fight for a woman in love... this is a mighty enemy"

Run puts up his fist without using the treasure.

"Yes... all I think about is beating you"

Not many, the mirror was working out 'measures' to beat the run.

First of all, no matter what I don't have, I still have trouble getting used to a piece of treasure I haven't used.

If the Japanese are on guard, they have to fight like Easter instead of settling in the shortest possible time.

If we don't, we'll lose the winning chance first.

I don't even want to say it this way. I'm saying it face to face, and it was all to get me to fight.

"I'll beat you, I'll get the Divine Sword!

"Well, try it!

"Introduction!"

The odds were certain.