I thought I'd finish the reception and watch the game from near the modem.
I couldn't.
It soon turned around.
Clerk, he said he was quick to hand!
Opponents seem to be aligned on the diagonal as well.
But there are only five of them.
All three presumably avant-garde are dwarves.
Probably a fighter.
A shield and a one-handed axe, a shield and a one-handed hammer, a spear in both hands?
No, you're not a spear.
It comes with something like a cross spear.
There is a crane mouth on one side and an ax-shaped projection on the other.
You're a guy named Paul Weapon.
There are two guards.
Bow and cane holding.
It would be a hunter and a sorcerer from the gear.
Let's [identify] it in the short time leading up to the start of the match.
???? Lv.13
Fighter standing by.
???? Lv.13
Fighter standing by.
???? Lv.13
Fighter standing by.
???? Lv.13
Hunter, standing by.
???? Lv.13
Sorcerer on standby
Wow.
They're all strong, aren't they?
But we're teaming up for five.
What's that for?
It is decided.
I guess it means either hunter or soothsarah is an elf.
The hunter is equipped with a leather helmet.
The soothsarah has the hood deep in his eyes and he can only see the bottom half of his face.
What kind of battle do we have?
Interesting.
Well, that's fine.
What am I gonna do?
All avant-gardes, fighters.
And Dwarf.
The weaknesses are obvious.
It is clear that there are difficulties with mobility.
It's not funny to get stuck in and intercepted from this way.
So do we attack carefully while we reinforce it with spells?
That's not funny either.
I'm the only member who can exercise the spell.
The other team will be able to exercise the worst 5 spells while I finish one spell.
Even with [Fast Chanting], we can't bridge the difference.
What are we gonna do?
Come on, what do we do?
Have you been in a difficult situation before you fought?
But that's good again.
Just do what you can.
Normal is fine.
Normal.
But for one thing, shall we try to figure it out?
It's Wolf.
Wouldn't you take advantage of that mobility?
And Jericho.
It would help if this guy joined the front early.
Start 10 seconds ago.
Instructions to Wolf are simple.
Problem.
Instructions to Jericho are also simple in themselves.
This won't be a problem either.
I also look forward with a staff of reproach in my hand.
Take a deep breath, one.
Start 3 seconds ago.
each other.
Rituals.
"Begin!"
At the same time as the start.
We were rushing out.
"Qi practice!" "Meditate!" "Brace!
"Snipe Shoot Burst!"
An arrow flies in and hits me straight in the shoulder.
But I won't stop moving forward.
The spell chant was not cancelled either.
Fine.
Wolfe is once forced to pretend to aim for the rear guard while making a big detour to the right.
Wherever there is a gap, it will cause an attack.
Purpose is separate.
The avant-garde restraint.
Dwarves with shields and hammers at the right end stand in front of Wolf.
"Graaaa!"
Peek into the gap while maintaining a certain distance while intimidating.
But Dwarf's guard seemed tough.
The warriors are letting me get in front of them.
No matter, the rig's with us.
"Physical Enchant Wind!"
It's Jericho that bottoms up his agility.
There may not be a big difference.
But Jericho is also working something out.
All of a sudden, it was liquefying and boosting its mobility.
"Sammon Elemental!"
Again, yeah.
The Spirit is about to manifest itself before the battle of Dwarves.
You look familiar to me.
Salamander.
The other team's avant-garde also continues to chant spells.
I thought it would reach the rear guard a little further, just in time.
"Spell Vibrate!"
I hope all the avant-garde spell chants crumble.
The result is executed by selecting a spell without confirming it.
"Physical Enchant Fire!"
Was there still a guy who resisted?
But I don't have time for it.
I slapped my wand on Salamander.
Battleghosts and rigs poke holes in the avant-garde.
Dwarf, who was moving to Wolf's restraint, seemed to notice, but I can see he was lost for a moment.
There was a Wolf in front of me, and I couldn't help it.
Obviously, it's a mistake, isn't it?
Continue attacking the salamander by waving the wand further.
The HP bar of the salamander is diminished by being slapped on the scepter of blame.
Just stopping by is unscrupulous and hot.
It's a melee, and just touching it would be damaging.
Definitely.
"Flash Flood!"
Let the salamander bathe the watermagic attack spell from close range.
At the same time, the salamander exhales flames.
Direct strike at each other.
We were devastating each other.
But the difference in results is obvious.
I still have enough HP bars left.
Salamander's HP bar is extremely small.
Slash the salamander by tapping the wand.
Now you've got a numerical advantage?
I have a ghost guardian at the moment.
Swords and axes in its hands.
It was completely avant-garde, against a shield and an axed dwarf.
I guess I made time to tailor the salamander.
HP bars are down about 30%.
Fine, you're eating it.
"Shield Rush Burst!
The ghost guard was blown away.
I come forward to replace you.
The Dwarves remain in a side-facing position that stormed with their shields in place.
He poked behind Dwarf's left knee with his cane and tucked it straight from his shoulder to his back.
What do you mean, you don't fall?
Heavy.
Low center of gravity.
Then there is power.
Speaking of which, that's what Dwarf was all about.
But something strange happened to the dwarf.
A sneaky presence crawls up at my feet.
It's Jericho.
It quickly covers and hides the dwarf.
It's like slime.
When he gradually returned hard, he strangled the dwarf with wings from behind.
My legs are floating in the universe.
You packed this.
Face another dwarf.
Arrows fly from side to side, but I don't have time to care.
The tip of the Paul Weapon held by Dwarf is pointed at me.
"Binary poking!
I avoided it critically, I thought, but I ate the second shot.
This guy.
I'll do it.
Keep your posture low and advance.
Dwarf remains in a position where he released his thrust.
Half-body structure.
My right leg, which is out front, aimed.
Tackle.
I won't fall.
I kept going around back and kicked him in the back.
What about the war ghosts and the rigs?
What about Wolfe?
What's going on?
The numerical advantage seemed to be more certain.
Sorcerers and hunters are both off-site.
It must be the work of the warriors.
Must have been thrown outside.
Regardless, off-site is not an immediate disqualification.
I wish you could come in, but I'm holding Wolf back for two people to come in.
Strip your fangs out and intimidate them all.
The two players seem hesitant to enter the playing field.
What about the war ghosts and the rigs?
The warrior was horseback ridden by a shield and an ax-helded dwarf.
There is a rig looming in the mouth of that dwarf.
Stuffed.
You packed this too.
"Gravity Barrett!"
Unleash a spell on the Dwarf who is shaking up the Paul Weapon.
Decent hit, but it doesn't blow up.
No, you're really sturdy!
The reduction in the HP bar doesn't look like a big deal either.
But it seems to have worked.
I can see the movement is dull.
There the ghost guardian axe struck directly with a full swing.
And to my head.
Heavy bass sounds as if an earthquake had occurred.
Dwarf's HP bar disappeared.
Hey.
My prey is gone!
Stop Wolfe from intimidating you once.
I called beside me.
"Fire Heels!
Keep the ghost guard recovered and wait for two players outside to return to the playing field.
What about Dwarves?
It's already packed.
I know the HP bar is slowly decreasing, so I'm fine.
Come on.
Come on.
Come in.
No, come in.
Come in, will you?
Look, I'll be gentle.
You know what?
Please!
Game over! Please stop the fight!
I didn't get your wish.
Looks like I gibbered it up.
"[Fire Magic] has leveled up in the current battle victory!
You've earned the Enchanted Fire of the [Fire Magic] Spell!
You've earned the Enemy Burn of the [Fire Magic] Spell!
Well, level up your magic skills, okay.
More spells, and not bad as a result.
But I myself clearly remain incompletely burned.
Yeah.
I'm not convinced!
What emotions would be in my eyes to see an opponent aligned with a diagonal line?
Regret?
Disappointed?
Untrained?
Which is not a busy thing to do.
I barely stayed thankful.
"We're in the third round of qualifying! WWIII will be scheduled for 9: 30 a.m. tomorrow on the B-side of the new practice field."
Let's switch our thoughts.
I have fun tomorrow.
I'm sure there is.
It has to be.
Yeah.
Yes, let's believe it.
The extraordinary games arena is wider than the new conduit listing.
That's why there seems to be room in the audience.
The Summoning Monster formation has been altered.
Helix, Obsidian, Heather, Ninetail.
And I summoned Levé.
Arrange for a special seat in the audience.
Naturally, Levé is holding back while he lays low at my feet.
NPC naturally, but the players don't come by either.
I wasn't trying to do it for you.
I enjoyed watching the game until lunch.
That's right.
Simply, enjoyed it.
Gathering information?
Analysis?
No, let's be thorough with the audience.
Of all those things, there's a team that catches my eye.
Team of 3 Summoners and 3 Summoning Monsters.
Is that it?
You saw the team yesterday, didn't you?
I was cheering for the Summoner connection, but unfortunately I lost.
I don't think that fight was that bad.
The other team was amazing.
All, occupational level 7.
I haven't changed my class, either.
But all I could say was that the combination was great to watch.
I kept track of the battle log, but it's a shame I didn't take it in the video.
Hmm.
Not all levels, are they?
I think it's all the result of having someone else.
Absolute strength is its fruit, it does not exist.
It would not make sense to ask for a certain measure even if a comparison could be made in relative terms.
Don't make mistakes.
Knowing their trends and reading beyond.
Pushing the void.
Building an advantage.
Different elements than personal fights get involved in this.
team, but for that reason.
What does the operation plan to do and make the martial arts competition an event?
You got something for me?
I also want to read it in depth.
But funny.
Simply, that's funny, this.
There seems to be room for ideas even if we fight.
In my case, there are no players to play collaboratively within the party.
I don't think that's a disadvantage.
Because I'm the only one who can take responsibility, and I can say it's easy.
It depends on me on the back of the table.
I mean, it doesn't even work in your favor, does it?
Hmm.
What can we do to widen the battle?
Well, don't you ever take it seriously?
I hope you enjoy it.
Enjoy watching the game normally.
Normally.
The time is 11: 50 AM.
Move for lunch after watching the rigid HP bar sharpen between conservative types.
I promise to meet Adele and Irina.
Send out a message, use a telepath, or if you're lost, you've been preempted.
Mr. Keith, it's time.
'How was the game? This is where we won. "
"I won this one too."
It's incomplete burning, though!
"The place is where the stalls are!
"Rick and the others must be opening a store."
'So shall I meet you there?
"Will you?"
"Then this is it."
The telepath hung up there.
Hmm.
I guess I'll enjoy watching the game again when I'm done with my tummy.
Rick's outhouse was looking different.
They also do stalls adjacent to each other.
The cook is Yuka.
Although unfamiliar players seem to be helping.
"Oh, hello, Keith"
"Guys. Did you even start a stall?
"Yeah. I owe you the equipment, though."
When I say that, I see the male player next door.
I hear you just started the game.
Looks like I was the one who was wrong.
Do you mean Yuka is tired of helping?
"I think Adele and Irina will be here soon."
"So you're here for lunch?
Of course.
"Then please sit back and wait."
The back is lined with desks and chairs.
The guys who bought the food in the stalls were buried about half the time.
Occupy that corner.
NPC doesn't come by because of the lion's rave.
I feel sorry for you.
"I've won -!
"annoying"
Adele and Irina are back.
And the Mohmov Legion and Toglo, too.
The surrounding NPCs are no longer closer together.
"Yes, this is plugged in"
Yuka offered me lunch.
Thank you.
"What about Rick?
"You're going to the game with immovable."
"Watching the game,"
"Yeah. I plan on going to the game with the Marguerites, too. In exchange for Rick,"
Heh.
I'll meet you there. They'll help you.
I was cleaning up lunch with Adele and the others. Really, I'm here.
Women like Mr. Malgrid, Raina and Helga.
Ah.
I remember.
Raeve's gear, should I ask for it?
"Oh, you're not a tournament contestant. You're annoying."
"Ouch!
"Hello, I managed to win today"
"What about Mr. Keith?
"Well, somehow"
It's incomplete combustion.
Is that something you can't handle? Hey.
"So no more games today?
"When you're done eating, watch the game."
"Then why don't you wait a minute? Why don't we watch the game together?
"Well, isn't that good?
Somehow.
Yes, I've somehow decided to accompany you.
They're all girls, except me, but they're not moisturized.
All you can love is Heather and Ninetail.
"Mr. Malgrid, can I have this guy's collar, too?
"This kid's?
"Yes, because I've summoned you anew."
"Lion, hey"
Mr. Malgrid begins to stroke the dreaded rave.
stroke.
Stroke it all over.
I couldn't stop.
"Cute."
Whoa.
I thought you were measuring the size.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have the material in my hand right now."
"Can't you?"
"No, I have this"
I'm the one who showed it to me.
Jailer's nose ring.
And not in numbers like one or two.
I don't care what you think, there are more than 20 of them.
"I have no use for you. I'm in trouble."
This.
I have a feeling.
The Summon Monster collar could be a blame series, too, right?
It was a summoning monster sizing festival until Rick and Immobility arrived.
Festival?
Not wrong.
Because both Adele and Irina wanted Summon Monster gear.
Whoa.
More Summoning Monsters Equipped with Blame Series?
That's going to be a terrible thing.
I asked for an extra share of Wolfe and Tigris.
Maybe the Beasts should specialize in attacks.
"Is that it?"
"Oh, come on, you guys."
"See you later!
Rick and Immobility are back from watching the game.
By Raina's decree, the women and I took our seats and resigned.
Heading to the game is an extraordinary playing field.
There's plenty of room in the audience.