"Next is your turn. What match is it?"
Moore, who returned after finishing the first match, spoke to Aldis.
"Eleventh match"
"That's a lot of free time. Will you return to the waiting room?"
The guest shakes his head at Moore's suggestion, and Aldis looks down to his seat.
"What happened?"
Moore, who saw the guest seat like Aldis, turned out to be "Oyaoya".
Glares, gazing
A middle-aged man was gazing at Moore since the end of the previous match, without paying attention to the current third match.
A slightly slim body looks nervous. It seemed to give the impression of a small official. The presence of a luxurious guest and the guise of the guise, it is undoubtedly a high-ranking noble.
"Are you acquainted?"
Blindness: "I don't know anybody, that's our own enemy, Marquis Holguin. Well, you'll only see us as a small accessory over there, but for the first time?"
It is the culprit that caused the Ardiss to be expelled from the world, albeit only for a year, in an attempt to make Minerva dead.
"Is that a marquise ..."
"I won't bother because I won't belong to the faction. I'm sure you'll see it right away ... but now?"
"Yes."
Responding to Moore's warning words, Aldis turns his attention to the battle taking place in the center of the arena. The game between the mercenaries and the investigators was intense, and the spectator seats were filled with enthusiasm, unlike the Moore game that was completed earlier.
Aldis came into play when the sun passed the zenith. Ayaka Soten After seeing off by Moore, Aldis moves to the center of the arena and chooses a sword of the same size as her usual [] to fight.
The opponent is one of the mercenaries active in the capital city. He wore leather armor and had a slightly longer sword. Aldis decided that the handle, like the sword, was somewhat longer, and was intended to be handled with both hands instead of one.
The Devil "I know your achievements. You have the tremendous ability to defeat the three majors by yourself. But is this a bad joke or something? This is a fight for martial arts. Why? Is the magician here? "
He looks at Aldis with the eyes that his opponent's mercenaries will search for.
"Why ... that would be obvious, to win."
The truth is to humiliate the Marquis, but you can't help but say it here.
Hadahiki: "How much you are doing, but if you don't get it right, it's life-threatening. Are you stupid that you don't wear one of your armor?"
Unlike armored mercenaries, there is no Ardis armor.
They don't have shields on their hands, but only thick clothes like robes that magicians like to use. It's not too much to call it armor.
If the weight and speed of a bladed sword match, you can crush the meat and break the bone. The point of the very mercenaries was natural.
"I think armor is useful when you're attacked."
"... I advised you."
In response to Aldis's irresistible answer, the mercenary snaps his eyebrows and turns his back, with nothing more to say. Similarly, Aldis took a distance, and they turned around as they had agreed.
"That's the beginning!"
The referee signals the start.
The first to move was the mercenary. It doesn't seem so unplanned to suddenly make an assault, and comes close enough to watch out for Aldis.
"I don't know how the sorcerer intends to fight."
A mercenary swings with his sword in both hands.
"Let's not lick the swordsman too much"
The target of the sword attack is Aldis's wrist. I'm going to let go of the weapon with a strong blow and get a quick game.
"which"
Aldis smiles at the lick.
He never remembered that the magician was in a suspicious martial arts match, but he didn't attack unconsciously, but he still sees Aldis as a subordinate. He misunderstood Aldis's ability when he thought that even the feint could be done with a single look and feel.
Aldis tilts the sword with her sword and pours a downstroke with his aim on the wrist.
"I see, you're not really an amateur?"
The mercenary keeps distance while impressed.
After a short breath, the mercenaries came back in time. Three consecutive strikes. Kasuga Dodge the back side that aimed at the right side of the flank in the back step, and then take the sword that aimed at the shoulder with a sword.
"I'll admit. I'm not just a magician."
An attack that would have been a match for a long time. The mercenaries renewed their underestimation of Aldis, continuing to fend off with a calm face.
"I'm serious from here."
"do what you want"
The mercenary's attack will be under more pressure. I understand that he was serious about recognizing this as an equal opponent, but for Aldis it was the story of what happened.
Sometimes dodge, sometimes catch, and sometimes survive a series of attacks. At first glance, Aldis may continue to be attacked and feel inferior.
But if you look at it, you'll notice that Aldis has been running through all their attacks without difficulty. At least the opponent's mercenaries were aware of it.
"Why not attack?"
"I don't want to think you won in a fluke."
"I can afford a lot."
"At least I'm not going to be careful"
A short conversation between swords. One expression is a bit impatient, and the other expression remains calm.
"I'm going to get here soon."
About five minutes have passed since the game started. It's not a long time.
But with all this sword-prevention, the spectators would have understood that Aldis had some sense of close combat. However, it may seem that they are barely enduring mercenary attacks because they seem to be attacked unilaterally.
That's it, though. Aldis turns from his previous defense and turns to offensive.
He jumped hard at the mercenary sword and stepped into his pocket with a chance.
"What did you say!"
The mercenary suddenly retreats as he dive into close range, but Aldis does not allow it easily. A blow at the mercenary sword left behind like a shrine.
"That!"
If this is a battle and the mercenary has spare weapons, there is no need to stick to the sword held in his hand until he pushes too hard.
But in this game, letting go of the sword is a defeat. Bad Evil You couldn't let go of your only weapon, even if you knew it was natural, and as a result the mercenary's position was severely disrupted.
Aldis kicks out to try to get the mercenaries off, but the opponent is an active warrior trained in actual combat. He instantly determined his aim, and when Aldis kicked his foot on the sole, he took the momentum to gain distance.
"It's not the magician's movement."
Surprising colors appear on the mercenary's face.
"Is that so?"
Aldis stepped in with a blurred answer. An intense blow at an angle from the mercenary's right foot to the left shoulder.
"Now!"
Suddenly, the face of the mercenary who prevented it with a sword was impatient. Perhaps he was about to drop his sword in a carefree Aldis blow. He stepped down in a hurry and grabbed the handle of the sword with both hands.
"Is it enhanced by magic?"
Aldis reacts with a cool face to the mercenary's words, which she looks at in search of.
"I don't think that's the case. What do you think you're making this bracelet on?"
"However……"
Participants wear bracelets during the match because they are not to be hampered or hindered by outside magic.
The effect is very simple. The magical power is sealed off within about three meters of the wearer and the surrounding area.
The person-to-person mechanism would be similar to a restraint attached to a criminal or slave. The “no” that was attached to the limbs of Philia and Liana when they met was a typical example.
The only difference is that the bracelets worn by Aldis can be freely worn and removed at will. It is different from a restraint that causes a great deal of damage and pain to the wearer if forced to remove it.
"It's like you can't use magic. You're the same with your enhanced physical abilities."
Tolling Under the same conditions mercenaries are being moved by Aldis. In other words, it is a proof that the power of Aldis is thinner or better than that of mercenaries on the ground without magic.
"..."
A mercenary who is silent while showing an expression that says something. It is likely that he understands Aldis's ability with a sword.
"Well, let's go."
Aldis steps without asking for an answer. The foot that kicked the ground was approaching the mercenaries the next moment.
"fast!?"
As he surprises and hits his fist on the belly of a mercenary who reflexively swings his sword, Aldis wraps behind him in a flowing motion. The mercenary struggles with a guesswork at the back, but that wouldn't work. Before the blade reaches, Aldis prevents the mercenary's wrist with the sword from grabbing with one hand.
"Is the end"
Along with the words, Aldis's sword is gently applied to the mercenary's neck. Audiences in the arena drew on a sudden reversal by Aldis, a former defense army.
"we have a winner!"
The referee signals Aldis's victory. Upon hearing the decision, Aldis rejected the sword and released the mercenary wrist.
"Oh, I lost, I lost. I'm completely defeated."
A mercenary who accepts his defeat points to the neck that had been hit with a sword just before.
"Isn't it a foul for a magician to do that?"
In the meantime, I hit a word like Aldice to Aldis.
For him, it was only bad luck to hit an opponent like Aldis in the first match. In the public eye, if the reputation that a magician lost in competition with martial arts spreads, it will be a hindrance to future work. Aldis understood that he wanted to say one of the complaints.
"I don't remember being a magician on my own."
"What is it? You're a sword magician? Isn't it the magic that defeated the three great devils alone?"
The mercenary bows at a surprising word released from Aldis's mouth.
`` I can certainly use sword magic, but I do not say that alone ''
Upon hearing the answer, the mercenary showed a convincing expression.
"... what is that?"
"That's how it is"
If you lose a magician with swords, your reputation for mercenaries will fall to the ground. But if Aldis wasn't just a magician, the story would be different.
"So please don't lose in the second round for me. If you lose easily, I'm just a clown."
"Don't worry. I'll show you the results to the extent I don't think it's a shame to lose."
The purpose of the Fuyo Cup Aldis is to paint mud on the face of Marquis Holguin, not to compete. Even more so for external mercenaries. I didn't mind anyone I didn't like, and no one was going to sell the fight.
"It's quite wide ...
With that in mind, the mercenaries patted Aldis's shoulder and descended into the waiting room.