The Fuyo Cup is based on training originally conducted within the armed forces of the Imperial City. The occasional hand-to-hand event at the Fuyo Cup Inner Circle has been gradually expanded to become an annual event, and it has been held to open the public to the public anyway. It was a martial arts competition. That's why the military is still the organizer and the majority of the contestants are occupied by military officers and soldiers.
Fuyo Cup This is the 27th anniversary of the past, with some cancellations in the past due to the king's demise and war. It was now treated like an annual festival in the royal capital.
Some people sarcastically say, "It's a race to raise the reputation of Marquis Holguin and the army," but that doesn't matter for most royal capitals. Especially for merchants, if the royal capital is lively and there is a tailwind for business, you do not know the circumstances behind it. Many peddlers from the north and the west visited the royal city today, as if they had missed this opportunity.
Fuyo Cup The previous year, the war with the empire was canceled because of the war, and this is the first time in two years. Since the original purpose is to compete in martial arts, the use of magic and magic is prohibited, and weapons with magical powers cannot be used. Fuyo Cup In order to prevent fraud, participants are required to borrow weapons prepared by the management of the game each time the game is played.
The total number of participants is 32. In this case, eighteen of them are occupied by national and local troops, and the remaining contestants are filled by nine mercenaries and five explorers.
Moore and Aldis are just mercenaries. Normally, the military alone occupies 90% of the competitors, and the number of martial arts who participate from the outside calms down to about three or four. But the catastrophic damage of the previous war may have drained the military. Only this time, it was a situation where martial arts invited from outside would approach half.
"Well, I'm not a faction of the Marquis Holguin, and the fact that Mardis and Aldis, who do not know anything about me, could have played in that area."
Moore uttered his guess.
"That kind of thing? For an army that wants to show off its power, those who participate from outside will be an extra uncertain factor."
Tono: "Sorry, the army and the marquis would think so. Normally, they wouldn't let those who weren't breathing out participate. It's because of the presence of His Excellency. I usually don't even get a candidate. "
The first match was already playing in the center of the Royal Arena. Two soldiers in the middle of a circle with a radius of about 30 meters are fighting with their swords and spears.
Moore and Aldis were standing next to the contestant's doorway, watching it against the wall. There is a seat prepared for the contestants in the corner of the front row of the audience seats, but soldiers who belong to the faction of the Marquis Holguin, the mercenaries who took their breath, and explorers are all settled down, and it is difficult to settle. I can't talk about anything. That's why they are standing like guards at the entrance.
"Oh, I have a game"
Moore begins to relax, seeing the victory of the soldier with the spear confirmed.
"Then next is my turn, first."
Leaving words to Aldis in a tone that does not feel relentless, he walked to the center with a light step like going for a walk as it is.
"Which weapon do you want?"
A person on the way asks, showing a rack of various weapons.
"I like a one-handed sword and a light shield."
Moore picked up a slightly longer double-edged sword and a small one. Secure the shield to your left arm and swing the sword in your right hand several times.
"Yes, this is fine."
Telling him, he walks to the center where the opponent and the referee wait. The referee was an active military and probably a late forty officer. Fuyo Cup Moore was an unfamiliar opponent, but since he is entrusted with the referee, he must be a decent person in his ability and position. Your opponent is openly hostile to Moore.
"No way you can participate"
An opponent who was staring at Moore as he approached said to open his mouth and vomit.
Fuyo Cup "No, I didn't even think I was going to compete."
"Be careful of how you speak, ordinary people"
The opponent is a mid-20s NCO. Just as he knows Moore, he knows who he is. He was not a direct subordinate because of the different units, but he had done some training in joint training. He seemed to dislike Moore as a mercenary, but was rushing into it, but he remembered that he had been treated almost lightly each time, since he treated it lightly each time. I'm sure he was the captain of the platoon.
"Well, don't say that hard.
"You're nothing more than a superior. You're just a commoner who has been sacked and fired. You're not in a position to talk to me."
Apparently, unlike the upcoming mercenary, he was a sure-minded man, and had a thorny statement to Moore, then a senior officer. Moore, who is no longer a senior officer and has lost his military, seems to no longer need to hide his contempt.
Labor "I can't work. I'm sorry I've lost my job, so I'd like to have a little more."
"Shut up, 34 years old! It's only a shame to the honored Nagras army that a human being like you was the captain of the battalion! I'll beat you here to preserve the glory of the past I will not be in the royal capital! "
The referee interrupted the two seemingly endless interactions.
"But by then. This is not a place to argue."
When they look at them equally, the judge tries to fulfill his responsibilities as soon as he is out of date.
"I don't know the rules of the game. Time is unlimited. Magic and magic are not allowed. Obviously, outside support is also prohibited. Winning or losing is judged by a valid blow to a key point. If you do, you decide to stun, you drop your weapon, or you explicitly declare a verbal defeat, and you will lose if you use a hidden weapon other than those provided by the management. "
The referee removes two bracelets from his bosom and hands it to Moore and his opponent.
"It has a special magical barrier that prevents it from being assisted or hindered by outside magic. Do not remove it during the match. If you intentionally remove it, you will lose at that point. I see.
Moore, who had been briefed in advance, nodded silently and put his bracelet on his left hand.
"Then go down five steps with each other."
The young opponent turns his gaze into Moore and walks backwards. In the same way, Moore turned to the back and walked down five steps.
Fuyo Cup: "Well done, it's that human resources are so dead that we have to put out that kind of thing .... Is the military's situation more serious than we thought?"
As you walk, the bare ground makes a dry sound at your feet. The referee signaled the start of the match when both sides turned down five steps.
"That's the beginning!"
An opponent's NCO rushes in to take the lead. Like Moore, it is equipped with a one-handed sword and a shield. The kite-shaped shield However, unlike Moore, who chose a smaller circular shield, his opponent chose a medium-sized one that completely hides from the left shoulder to the tip of the hand.
`` I can't choose such equipment one-on-one with mercenaries ''
With a small tweet in his mouth, Moore goes half a step forward to match the opponent's stride.
"Eat!"
Use the circular shield to parry the opponent's blow delivered with the momentum.
"That!"
Moore calmly dodged while observing his two-handed and three-handed sword-attacking opponents, as if he was confident of his first move.
"Hey, I raised my arm."
"It's natural! It's different from you who have been wandering for a year!"
Only a handful of people can know that Moore had been sent to a different world, following the attack of the Duke of Nilesteria. Although he was unwilling to do it, he couldn't help but seem to have been abandoning his responsibilities for a year.
However, I wasn't playing around with Moore. Rather, it is Moore's honest feeling that, although it was just a day, he was at great risk of life. Of course, I didn't bother to explain it to the other party, and I didn't intend to do so.
Moore ignores the NCO's accusations and casts alternative words.
"But isn't the consciousness going too much to attack?"
Moore strikes back in time, describing the attack as if it were a supervisor. After about a three-headed attack, Moore jumped to the left arm with his kite-shaped shield and slammed his sword. A dull metallic sound echoes and the kite-shaped shield of the NCO fluctuates.
"That!"
In a hurry, the NCO tries to turn his body to the left, but Moore is no longer there. Moore, who had moved further in the line of sight from the NCO's line of sight, made another shot at the kite-shaped shield. A non-commissioned officer who was shocked from an unexpected direction wobble.
"A little bit!"
"When you bring such a sneak shield to a mercenary opponent, this should be expected."
Moore slams his sword into the kite-shaped shield while answering the frustrated NCO. In contrast to the non-commissioned officer, who stands in the same area and keeps off the attack, Moore moves quickly from right to left, swording the kite shield from all directions. Which is dominant is probably obvious to those who are far away.
"Do you have the heart to fight from the front!"
Hajime: "Ah, you're in danger, where do you need to fight from the front?"
"We're the proud King Nagras!"
"That's why I'm not a soldier anymore. You might have said that earlier."
Moore laughs unintentionally, as if he had forgotten his words.
"Okay, I guess I'd fight so much from the front, but I'll be my opponent as you wish."
Moore stopped his feet.
"Good heart, ordinary people"
"Yes.
"Shut up!"
"I want to say it, but I'm still myself."
"Only mouth without decreasing!"
The NCO wields the sword with a circular shield, and Moore swings the sword sideways in return. Moore kicked up the sand with his left foot, observing the opponent trying to catch the blow with a kite shield.
"What!"
The NCO was frightened by an unexpected attack.
Of course, it is not Moore to overlook that gap. Immediately after catching the NCO's foot, he leaned on his opponent's back and leaned his sword blade against his neck.
"There is a game!"
The referee raises his hand and pronounces loudly. It was a clear Moore victory, no matter who they saw.
Fuyo Cup: "Well, you've always been, but you have too narrow a field of view. You probably don't consider how to choose a shield or assemble an attack, or fight against a large number at all. It's a big difference between focusing on one enemy while focusing on one enemy and being able to deal with only one enemy in front of you. In other words, a fight that gets caught by such a small work will soon die. "
"Shit! I'm sneaky and blind!"
The NCO does not have any ear to hear Moore's advice and complains. Moore, shortly sighed, stood up and released his opponent, returning his weapons and bangles to return to where Aldis was.
"Judge! Isn't the blinding just a foul act! It is a violation of the rules to use weapons other than those provided by the management!"
It seemed that he was not convinced of his defeat, and the NCO appealed to the referee, but the answer was very cold.
Deprivation: "Do you claim that the sand at your feet is a weapon? Stupid. If you foul it, some of the successive winners will have to be honored. Mud your honor? "
Fuyo Cup Yes. Even in the past, some winners have succeeded using stones and sand at their feet. Stones and sand lying on the ground are treated as "situations" and are not considered weapons.
Fuyo Cup It is bad to challenge even without such confirmation in advance. Can he notice that Moore's "narrow vision" isn't limited to combat vision?
"Well, there's no reason to take care of it."
Not knowing, Moore left.