Logged in at 4: 00 am.
It was late last night. There were a lot of players.
It's like the player who logged out earlier yesterday that's already awake.
It's early for breakfast, so I'm playing a game or something.
"Good morning."
"Good Morning"
"Good luck with the main election!
I get a lot of voices.
Yeah.
I was inspired by some of the chatter last night.
Should I have a lot of handbills?
No, I already have all sorts of gear.
I have trouble expanding my hands any further.
When you summon a member of the match, you move your body one-on-one.
They dealt with Wolf, Jericho, the Ghost, and the Ghost of War in turn.
Naturally, it's bee.
If you're not nervous.
That said, there is a limited range of matching modes available within the Instant Portal.
I will be discussing things as I wait for the order.
Try it against Wolf and you'll see.
The speed of combat is still fascinating.
Fighting would be basic, interception.
Whether even spells can be definitely hit.
Bows and arrows are outrageous.
It is plainly significant that the effect of replacing the collar has increased the attack power.
Even now, we have used pre-emptive strikes, towing, surprise attacks on the rear guards, and mobility.
Keep it up, okay.
Jericho generally caught sight of himself.
I've tried to fight it, but if I aim right after I get back from liquefaction, I can even fight it physically alone.
I'm worried about the dull movement, but the defense is originally high.
Still, the attack power of the masterpiece class would not be insulted.
The liquefaction can't be repeated either.
You'll need to be careful.
Ghosts can choose a variety of combat styles.
That's why there are few holes.
I chose a shield for my opponent.
Hmm.
Sure, it's hard to fight.
The only thing I appreciate is that I can support you backwards.
It could be avant-garde if there was a riot.
I reserved it to play lightly against the war ghosts, not bees.
That's why it's sparring.
Take off your blame gear and go with a bee.
Whatever, bare hands.
It wouldn't hurt a lot to do it with a bee because we even have a rig, would it?
Strike, kick, throw to joint moves.
I will use it to make sure.
Hmm.
Let's check out a lot of gear later.
The main thing is a cane of reproach.
And a tonfer of blame.
Foot rings on bracelets of blame.
Hidden nails on bugnag.
Ah.
What shall we do with the black rope?
Some gear I didn't even use in the qualifying round.
Standout teams are studied beforehand.
Sure, I guess so.
I look bad and conspicuous.
It's not a bad idea to keep a bill that hasn't been studied yet.
Try to take charge of the jailer's black rope along his shoulder belt.
Bagnag also held it in his hand on the concealed nail of the dark vessel to see how it was.
Untie the black rope a little and hold it in both hands.
Make knots and see.
Take a look.
Swing it around.
If you make a knot on the tip, it looks like you can move it like a kind of munch.
Well, is this superfluous?
I don't think we need to use it that way.
"Good Morning"
"Whoa!
The time is 6 a.m.
Adele and Irina are logged in.
I was defeated yesterday, but I'm fine, above all.
"Breakfast then!
"How about Mr. Keith, too?
"Uhm, right"
Return Jericho to summon Wen Raku.
Remove desks, chairs, and tools and ingredients from the Item Box.
I'll take care of the food.
"Let's get ready."
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"I need you to hang out with me for a second."
That's right, the black rope looks bad, so I'd like to use regular rope to practice.
I just want Adele and Irina to be the opponents.
"Match, what is it?
"Hande! Hande or I can't!
I'll think about it.
2 fights against Adele and 4 Summoning Monsters.
Two fights against Irina and four Summoning Monsters.
One battle against Adele and Irina, and four Summoning Monsters.
Wolf and the ghost guard are the only ones I have.
I think it was a good exercise before breakfast.
"[Ropework] has leveled up in the current battle victory!
"I knew you wouldn't say Sigoki? This."
"Bear with it, Adele."
Hmm.
You were after me for real!
Well, it's been practice, and I hope so.
"How'd it go with the rope?
"Uh-oh, my God, I can't stop Kuro-chan's leg!
"I had a hard time getting set up by three hairs. Though the togro was not bitter."
"Are you going to use the rope for real -?
"Literally a handful," he said.
That's right.
I plan to use black rope in production.
If I could use it to stop him, that's what I'm after.
It is still difficult to be user-friendly if your hands are not bare.
But I hope it works enough in exchange for that.
"I think it's a good idea to use the rope."
"I don't know, I'm scared -"
Yeah?
What are you afraid of?
People don't listen well.
"Wouldn't you like to make a girl cry?"
"I'm worried about that."
Yeah?
Girl?
Aren't you more prepared than you are in the tournament?
"Well, are you worried"
"No, I'm a little worried something's going to happen."
"Because I have a proven track record"
Yeah.
I kind of know what kind of track record it is.
I don't think it's just me.
"I wouldn't worry about that, either."
"Is that true?
"I can't get rid of a little anxiety."
Hmm.
Don't look so worried.
Something's really going to happen!
Once you've cleared your breakfast, switch to a mobile lineup.
Wolf, the rest of the month, Helix, Obsidian, Heather.
"Then we're moving -!
"Let the horseback riders ride as much as possible!
Spring vegetables and this flower instruct me to form a Summoner Legion.
I'll have Hyodor-kun on board for the rest of the month.
Your sisters' gaze hurts but it's through there.
A very small number of female Summoners are pointing their thermal gaze, but what is it?
"Where's Hyodle?
"Take it all."
What's a total acceptance?
Why do I have a feeling I'm happier not knowing?
The march to the town of Lemt proceeded peacefully.
Its speed is a slow one.
There were no demonic braves today.
Well, that's true.
"Then dissolve!
"Watchgroup, let's go!
"Good luck, Mr. Keith!
"We're here for you!
"You even got to win!
Dismissed outside town.
And I also get words of encouragement.
Well, cheering is a thankful thing.
"I, the next Summoning Monster, will definitely be a horse!
Hyodor-kun was nadenadeing his head and neck for the rest of the month.
Yeah.
In fact, horses are recommended to be summoned from the beginning.
Then we'll be watching in the audience.
I'm here for you.
Leaving it at that, Adele and Irina also switched their summoning monster formations to town.
Hmm.
Shall I switch to matchmaking too?
Wolf, Jericho, rig to the war ghost, guard the ghost.
It's the usual formation.
"'Cause I'm gonna watch the game all the time today, too"
I can also speak to Mr. Malgrid.
"You don't have to tell me about the production job selection and the finals."
"So, which one do you support in that case?
"Of course, it's a production job selection."
Huh.
Well, I knew it.
"It's okay, actually, I don't care, right? Show me a better game than that, huh?
"Needlessly, isn't it?
"You know that. Something's about to happen."
Mr. Malgrid goes into town if he says so.
Hmm.
In this case, can I say I'm expected?
As soon as I finished the reception, I was put through to the modem.
I want to see the venue first.
I'll look over the venue near the entrance and exit.
The only match venue is the new practice field.
And the playing field is four sides and one less side than the qualifying round.
For that matter, the audience is widened.
There seems to be a change in the way the guest seats are assembled so that the audience can get in more than they would during a personal battle.
About half of the seats are already being filled.
Fast.
Once we get back to the booth, it looks like the main contestants are in full swing.
There are a total of 8 teams in the modem where I am, right?
No players seem to know each other.
We're throwing our gaze at each other.
But we can't [identify] each other by name.
My gaze is thrown at me, too.
Oh, my God, I shouldn't.
It makes my back feel itchy.
"Okay, this way, please."
The time is 8: 30 a.m.
A team is led by an official to the playing field.
I wanted to watch the game, but it was retained at the entrance and exit of the modem.
Hmm.
I want to watch the game raw.
Is there no choice there?
Will you just put up with the battle log?
The jittery time passes.
The first team out of this depot didn't come back.
That would mean defeat.
The next team called came back to the modem.
As soon as we get back, we're forming a circle to start a reflection.
Hmm.
You can have the attitude to learn a lesson without burying it in a successful experience.
"It's a little early, but it'll be the next game. Come here."
Ooh.
The next game seemed to be in my order.
Staff will lead you to the venue.
Well.
What kind of person would that be?
There's my opponent on the B-side of the match field, at that diagonal.
I'll try to get [identification] to work while I get HPMP up to speed.
Well, what's it like?
???? Lv.13
Fighter standing by.
???? Lv.13
Fighter standing by.
???? Lv.13
Fighter standing by.
???? Lv.13
Treasure Hunter Waiting
???? Lv.13
Sorcerer on standby
???? Lv.13
Sorcerer on standby
Is the avant-garde fighter a shielded mace, a shielded one-handed sword, and a knife?
Is the treasure hunter in the rear guard standard?
No, the shoulder belt looks like it has several throwing knives.
The throw is also ant, he said.
The saucer holds a bow and a cane.
It's a standard, though.
There's got to be some reason why we've broken through the qualifying round.
What's that?
Fight and you'll see.
It was the time of the appointment.
Start 10 seconds ago.
The countdown was starting.
Start 3 seconds ago.
The Summoning Monsters are as usual.
Hmm.
It will still storm me today.
each other.
Rituals.
"Begin!"
"Qi practice!" "Meditate!" "Brace!
"Meditate!" "Brace!
Other than the other team's cane-holding soothsarah moved out at once.
I have a rig on my back.
Jericho also liquefies and covers the body of the warrior.
Wolfe, precede.
I didn't check on the ghost guard, and I was running out.
The spell has already been selected and executed.
Watch them as they listen to me chanting.
"Snipe Shoot!"
Arrows fly from the rear guard bowman.
The arrow was piercing my chest precisely.
Keep moving.
The rig keeps moving through my torso.
Physical attacks, ignore and go forward.
Previous!
But there are two avant-gardes in front of me.
A shielded mace, and a fighter with a knife in both hands.
Treasure hunter's throwing knife is also thrown at me.
Is that it?
Are you focused on me all the time?
"Physical Enchant Wind!"
Bottom up the warrior's agility.
Physical attack raises if there is a rig.
I guess that's what I was thinking.
Mace, a knife is coming at me.
Not to me.
The scepter of blame was blowing out of my hand.
"Cut it back!"
The knife comes flying with a slaughter.
I avoided the first blow with my body.
Reverse slaughter strikes in a row.
No escape.
I plunge forward, pack my distance, and dare jump into my nostalgia.
"Pulse Laser Burst!
"Shield Rush!
"Pitfall!"
One attack after another.
The last spell is a pit.
I was falling to the bottom of Naruto with two fighters.
I had been dropped at the bottom of the hole because I wasn't in good shape.
In contrast, the two fighters are already up.
The knife fighter had a short knife at some point.
Neither one of us looks that damaged.
The rig had peeled off from me at some point.
That attack spell.
He's stuck at the bottom of the hole, eating a lot of damage.
The spell I myself had prepared had been pushed to an interruption of chanting.
Something comes down from above.
Throwing knife?
No, there's a bigger object coming down.
Treasure hunter.
At the same time, the fighters attack me.
Is this their hand?
It was a complete decouple and an operation aimed at me.
Roll over and avoid treasure hunters coming down from above.
Shortcuts are swung down there.
I rolled further and managed to avoid it.
Now Mace is swinging down.
I eat this decently.
Engage the fighter's legs with my legs and pull them forward.
Grab your thighs and switch.
Turn around behind me and replace the shield.
Something came down from above.
It's a bow-held saucer.
They shoot arrows in from close range.
He was flying between my eyebrows plundering the fighter's head thread he used as a shield.
Direct hit to the leather helmet.
Shit, it's gonna hurt, though!
Push the shielded fighter towards the short-knifed fighter.
At the same time approaching the bow holding soothsarah.
I saw treasure hunters looming from across.
Reinforcements from up there.
It's Wolf.
The bottom of the hole, rubbed together in a small space.
The bow-held saucer was on the verge of releasing the next arrow.
Wolf intervenes and fails to release an arrow.
That's where I hit him.
Black rope in the hand.
Strangle your neck as you twist around behind your back.
A flame blew up from where I strangled him.
This guy's spell is a threat, but now we can seal it.
"Huh!"
Looks like the spell chant could have been interrupted, too.
But I can't lose my mind.
The treasure hunter uses his body as a shield to restrain him from approaching me.
You think you're cowardly?
That's a nice word, cowardice.
Just in case, I hung a black rope on my upper body and rolled it to the ground.
I still have a bunch of black ropes in my hand.
Hold a black rope with both hands.
At the same time, a short knife is coming at me.
"Shh!"
I tangle a black rope in my arm that sticks out.
Then he also hung a black rope around his neck.
Furthermore, the torso is tied up by turning the rope of each arm.
I hooked my leg and rolled it to the ground.
"Shield Rush!
I meant to avoid it, but it's not a place of avoidable size.
I managed to let go of the black rope and avoid it, but it took a lot of damage.
Oh, shit!
HP bars are getting down to nearly half.
A rig crawling around the ground crawls over to a soothsarah tied to black rope and rolling.
Treasure hunters will want to try to unravel the black rope.
My gaze moves on two people rolling on the ground.
But I can't get close.
Wolfe's got it under control.
"Gaw! Gaw!
Intimidating Wolf.
There's more coming down from it.
No, it's not, is it?
The cane saucer jumped, didn't it?
And a ghost guard.
You know what?
The bottom of the hole is narrow.
It's narrow!
Brawl, should I say?
A rubbing attack continued in an extremely narrow space.
A spell?
I can't even afford to point my gaze at a virtual window.
I can't.
Martial arts?
I can't do that either.
But shielded fighters use martial arts properly.
"Shield Rush!
Now I avoided it on sliding,
I'll hook your legs and roll them at the same time.
Keep back and strangle naked.
He strangled the snow leopard's concealed nail as he squeezed it into my left hand and pressed it into my neck.
What about treasure hunters?
I was being pushed into the wall of a hole by a ghost guard.
What about the cane-holding sausage?
He's rolling to the ground with Wolf biting his throat.
Do you think you can win?
But once again, something comes down from above.
It's Jericho.
While not liquefied, land on a short-knife fighter tied with black rope.
I'm sorry.
That's all the HP bars smashed away.
Jericho taps that fist into the treasure hunter.
I must have avoided it easily.
It remained pushed into raw hatred and ghost protection.
Eat a decent fist in your belly and the HP bar disappears.
No, I don't mind that.
It's narrow!
Put your strength into the arms you're strangling naked.
At once, I twisted it.
The HP bar of a shielded fighter that was already stacked with damage is reduced at once.
Game over! Please stop the fight!
Someone gibbered it up, I see.
Somehow we won, I would say.
It was dangerous.
At once, it's clear that you were after me in a focused manner.
Now I feel sweat in my spine.
The pitfalls created in Pitfall were lifted, and the rest of us at the bottom of the hole returned to the original playing field.
Oh, go.
Unstrangle the bare and release the shielded fighter.
How about that?
What's troublesome is the bow-held sausage tied with black rope.
A leather helmet fell to the ground on the clap that woke your torso.
Hmm?
Is that it?
This guy.
"Hey, hey, no!
I thought my face turned bright red and I fronted and lowered my torso.
I recognize that face.
I made you cry in a personal battle, didn't I, Mr. Beautiful Soothsarah?
The name's for sure, Lydia.
I didn't cry this time, but that's the problem.
The neck and chest are tied with black rope, and the black rope is also involved at the foot because of a slight rampage.
The black rope was going around the back through the groin and was also tangled in both wrists.
And her expression is shitty.
Tears.
And it's bright red.
I try to keep my body as low as I can, so the audience won't see me.
I can't.
While breaking the rope, she was trying to push her voice to death.
I'm crying.
Shit.
It's too bad.
"Because I'll solve it in a minute! Just a little patience."
"Yes, sir"
I go to untie the rope so that I can be driven by a fine voice.
Is that a shame play?
Take out a rainproof coat from the Item Box to hide your face.
When she finished removing the black rope, she went straight back to the diagonal of the playing field where her buddies were being revived.
You all right, buddy?
It's okay, isn't it?
If I could, I'd behave like a gentleman, wouldn't I?
I'm a little worried.
When we return to the diagonal line with each other, we shall be honored.
"We have entered the second round of the main race! WWII is scheduled for 10: 30 a.m. today for side A of the new squad."
"You will be awarded 2 points to Bonus Points for breakthrough in World War I. That brings us to 28 points."
Forget the info.
It's the audience I'm worried about.
I'm kind of zazzled.
Ask the staff to speed up HPMP.
The next time you are led over something like a carpet, that carpet glows pale.
Restore your gear.
Are you an alchemist?
"Mr. Keith, let's go to the modem."
"Oh, excuse me"
I still care.
Even in group fights, I became the man who made Lydia, a beautiful soothsarah, cry.
Is Mr. Malgrid a prophet?
And what about Adele and Irina's concerns?
Hmm.
I'm concerned.
It's gone by the next game.