The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

I have a personal grudge if I were to mention one of them, as there are several reasons why I named myself proxy for the duel.

Personal grievances against male characters being attacked.

Five men made to attack with maiden gay forced by their sister in previous life.

What makes you sad and dictate bastards and have to listen to a sweet dialogue?

Those thoughts came back to life and whispered to me.

Let's do it.

In the arena.

The rolling fragments cleaned up the things that were in the way, and the box that brought Aloganz was also put out of the arena.

When I stood in the center and waited, something was wrong with His Highness.

Mike of Aloganz picks up His Highness's voice.

"I'll go. Brad's weak bastard is certainly weak, but I'm amazed. You guys are loaded."

'- That's a licked one. You mean I'm gonna lose to you?

Greg and Chris were arguing, and His Highness and Zilk were looking at me.

"The Bartfalt guy was a dungeon attacker. Right, confidence because you had all this armor '

'It would be a lost item. But I've never heard of strong armor sleeping so far or anything. Looks like a power type.'

The atmosphere in the arena was obsessed with the fact that there was madness.

I lose - there are many students who believe in His Highness's victory and do not doubt it. A lot of guys are also spending a lot of money on Omake.

Mike picks up a voice that says, "There's no point in coming to see if you don't do this," or "But it's over next time, right?"

Luxion was making modifications to the data.

"Modified how to fight with spears from earlier combat data"

"Good luck. Whoa, Greg next"

Once inside the armor with a gold embellishment on the red armor, he descends into the arena with a large spear.

Luxion checks his opponent's condition.

"Check the surface for repairs. Guess from wounds and such, you seem to have combat experience '

"Oh, this guy's strong. I'm strong. Come on..."

Greg Fou Seberg is the most active adventurer of the five as well as his rough looks. And the kind that weighs in on action.

That's good.

I also thought it was a character I could count on in terms of battle, even in games.

Greg is pointing a spear at me.

'You said Bartofalto. I'll remember that name. But that's as good as it gets. Looks like we got some powerful armor on the Lost Item, but it's the power of armor at best. Not your power. "

Exactly, I want to applaud the argument that I can't argue with one thing.

"What's wrong with that? You, I thought at the party venue, you're the guy with a good mouth. If you want to have a chat, invite me to tea next time."

When I stirred up the bastard with only my mouth to turn away, the effect was tremendous.

'... smash it!

The referee announced the start of the game.

"Introduction!"

He'll swing the spear and pack his distance from me.

You were watching the fight earlier, and it looks like you're not gonna let me attack you. They're attacking me in a row...

"Wow! What's the matter! It's like this. Whoa!

Prevent it with a scoop that had a series of attacks such as poking, slashing, paying, etc. with a spear.

In addition to the sparks caused by collisions between metals, the other spears were actually eyeled because they were pale and light.

It's just this guy...

"It's a good move. I also have guts. But come on... you're more into tools!

When he bounced the spear with a scoop, his opponent fell out of balance due to the performance difference in the armor. In order to be a lightweight type, there is also a weight difference, which gives the shape of being bounced.

Greg's red armor was flying through the sky trying to get a distance.

Originally armor is also a flying weapon.

But I reached out my left hand and grabbed Greg's right leg.

"This one, this one!

They attack my left hand with a spear, but I don't need one scratch.

The armor used by Greg was an old-fashioned armor, and it was a mass produced product just to be decorated.

This man, though capable, is not as obsessed with tools as the game is. You think it's second-rate to stick to tools.

Thanks to this, it sank well in the war part, and every time it went over the game many times.

Throw away some weird pride or something!

Aloganz's left hand squeezes Greg's armored right ankle. I know I don't have my own legs there so I squeezed them, but many girls don't know the structure of the armor. Hit! I heard a screaming voice.

Attract him and stab Scoop in the head. I let go of Scoop. I gripped and crushed him to cover my left hand holding the spear with my right hand.

The loud spear Greg had also makes a noise and bends.

"Look, try to run away ~"

Now I grabbed my right hand and squeezed it so I could probably hear Greg screaming.

"Chikushi, please! Let go! '

"... let go, bye-bye"

Leave it to the fuselage performance to destroy Greg's armor. Greg himself pulled his armor out, taking care not to get hurt.

Greg's biological arm comes out.

Aloganz's size is more than one turn larger than common armor.

"Maybe it's fun! You're not a man! Knights fight like knights! Though I guess I'm just winning because of the armor!

I'm screaming something, so I bump into dissatisfaction.

"Knight? I'm not an official knight yet. If let me finally say, if you come out with old-fashioned armor for a duel and you lose, it's because of armor? You should mourn your lack of preparation for not having a new model ready. No, you should be ashamed of yourself for insulting me. But it's good to have an excuse, right? I lost because of the difference in armor performance!

Peeling the armor's chest armor, Greg's face came out.

Do you regret not having your hands or feet out front of the overwhelming force, whose face gradually turns from surprise to anger?

As if a child were destroying a toy, Aloganz destroys Greg's armor. If I were Greg, it would be a traumatic sight.

Well...... I won't stop you!

When Greg finds out he can't use his armor, he goes outside and stands in front of me with pieces of armor.

'Just kidding! I haven't lost yet. I'll fight you till you die!

Don't worry about tools. I'm even impressed with how you believe in your power - no, I don't care. This guy gave me a hard time, too.

"Eh, but come on..."

"Just call me. Aah!

I pierced my irresistible against Greg, who is slashed many times with pieces of armor.

'Cause there's no damage.

In the first place, there is a difference in power that cannot be contested by armor and life.

"- You don't like bullies who are vulnerable to boulders."

Then Greg stopped moving.

'Hey, what did I say? What did I just say?!

"I can't bully a weak guy like you guys," I said.

"Bullshit, you're kidding! When are we going to bully the weak? '

"Ahahahaha! You talk really well, don't you? Well, it's enough to lick people and come out with old-fashioned armor or or something, so I guess I was so confident in my prowess... because there's some guy about you in the world that's a mess. I'm not at the top of the list with strength either, and I was expecting a little bit of this because it only comes out strong when I signed up for a duel... you really are too cluttered. I don't like the aftertaste even if you take the time to do this kind of clutter, so I want to get it over with. You don't understand this feeling."

You're weak, I taught you in a polite, far-fetched way.

How sweet of me.

"Wowwwwwwwww!!"

Greg makes an attack screaming, but the look was more pathetic than brave, it was. Lose to the opponent who called him a mischievous fish in front of a large crowd, treated like a mischievous fish... too miserable and heartbreaking. Well, that's a lie.

These guys better know what they're capable of.

The referee goes into the boulder to stop it.

"... winner, Lion Fou Bartofalto. Greg Fou Seberg should step back. Applause for both good fights!

To the unheeded, sympathetic voice of the referee, Greg collapses from his knees and sits on the spot.

Parallel applause was being sent to us in the arena.

I squeal.

"That leaves you three."

The Luxion guy is cold on me.

'What a terrible result. People are hesitant to hunt them down so far.'

"You know what? They said they should know the reality. I don't like guys in good shape."

'Shall I prepare a mirror? That's the perfect word for a master.'

... I am conscious but still angry when told.

◇

Students were donning in the audience.

"It's a terrible game right now. It's not how knights fight."

"Fool, I know it's a duel"

"Now you're out of two. Well, Chris will stop..."

The audience said with all their mouths in the duel that Greg was not surprisingly a big deal.

"Isn't he actually weak?

"There was a real battle or a May fly, but to this extent."

"Too bad I was hoping. I'm not interested in weak men."

Angelica sweats cold at the contents of the game with Greg.

"Show the difference so far."

Angelica doesn't think Greg is weak.

Lion was too strong for that.

Greg had too much luck. He had the idea that it was second-class for him to rely on tools, dealing with old-fashioned armor… I can tell from Angelica's eyes that he had no teeth even when he had the latest formula available.

It was a game with all that power difference.

(In the first place, are you going to be opponent with the armor you get in the kingdom?

Olivia was a little angry.

"I'm glad Mr. Lion won, but it's too much right now. You should apologize to Mr. Greg later!

To Olivia, who really thinks so, Angelica shook her head to the side.

"Stop it. It just hurts Greg's pride extra."

Angelica just leans down small.

(... the weak bully, huh? Try Bartofalto, I guess I'm just a little girl too)

"Like you guys," he said when Lion stirred Greg up. I suspect he's a dislike for Julius and the others who continue to blame themselves for not being on his side at the party venue.

I don't know if he was aware or unconscious.

"Oh well... am I weak? That's miserable. More -"

Angelica looked up into the sky.

(I wanted to be stronger)

◇

When I finished cleaning up the arena, it was Chris' blue armor that came down.

He held a large sword in both hands and also carried a different kind of sword on his back.

A young swordsman - not a swordsman, but a swordsman.

It's more than just a swordsman in the game, it's like a recognized title.

My father is a sword saint, and he has been harshly raised from an early age.

Calm but I don't like putting emotions on the table.

But with a sword, invincible swordsman... I hated this guy too. Sometimes it was a difficult character to attack, but this guy only uses his sword.

That's why they made me struggle in the war part because they don't have ranged attacks. I mean, the habit was too strong for the three of us, including Chris, to go over the game again and again.

I'm just getting annoyed that I just remembered.

Chris, who has a large sword in his armor, resembles the structure of the display stream if you say so in the past life. I brought my hand to the side of my ear.

Chris talked.

'- I'm not as alert as the two of you. I'll do everything I can from the start.'

"Right. Then I'll do my best."

You're still pissed off that you have a scoop, you're sticking it at me.

"How long are you going to have those tools? I don't deserve this place. '

"You're not the one who decides that, are you?

The referee announced the commencement.

"Getting Started!

- Well, I think it's a strong character to say what it is. In fact, unlike the other two, he's not even caught off guard.

I'm not lost in the motion of slashing at me in a straight line.

"Luxion, deploy the drone."

"Deploy drones"

Drone after drone out of the weapon container behind you as you descend back. The sphere drone was fitted with a firearm.

That number is eight.

"- Become!?"

Turn to Chris, who looks surprised, and I...

"Start shooting, all the way"

Once I pulled the trigger on the joystick, the drones started shooting at Chris' blue armor to match it.

Chris in a hurry to avoid it, but I can't help being surrounded by eight drones. Accumulate damage to drone attacks with machine guns.

You thought you couldn't win playing defense, trying to attack the drone but operating it is Luxion.

"It's no use."

Attempting to attack one of them, they are attacked in the back by a drone that spins in.

But Chris also responded immediately and took steps not to let him go around when he dropped on the wall. I'm glad I took it...

"Yes, it's stuffed. Will you admit to losing?

Chris becomes emotional to me, who barely moves in charge of Scop.

"You are! Are you satisfied with this way of fighting? No chivalry shards either. This is how you fight!

I admit my obsession with the sword, but I'm not interested in clarity.

"Is that all you want to say? This is not a game. We'll kill each other no matter how hard we try to fight. Why don't we rely on guns? You haven't heard the rules. In the first place, shouldn't I be pitied for dealing with the five of you? No, I'm sorry. You just have to do it five times a day, so you don't have to be sympathetic. Still, there's too much of an overwhelming difference, so I was definitely just seriously thinking about taking it easy. I'll even think about what you call square chivalry."

Chris tried to move as he continued to talk to Perla. Luxion couldn't have missed it, and simultaneously eight drones floated around me and started shooting.

Chris, who soon can no longer move, gives in with the Great Sword instead of a shield.

'Make a fool of me... no one will admit such a battle!

"Fine. What matters is the outcome. You lose, I win. Few people care about the process. Yeah, but you guys did your best, I'll tell you that. 'Cause when you say you lose like no other, you get horns."

"Wow!!"

Chris, coming to me with his guts as he thrust through the rain of the bullet, waved the sword down. Chris' magic and sword speed make him take it with his left hand, which seemed like a blade of light, gripping the great sword.

"The boulder is the most powerful swordsman, it was brilliant"

Where smoke has blown from the armor, a declaration of the winner is made from the judgment.

"Chris Fir Arklite Uncombatable! Winner...... Lion Fou Bartofalto '

When I proclaim my name, I feel powerless to speak.

I heard a sobbing voice in my armor.

'... why not. How could I have lost? I've worked harder than anyone. I tried harder than anyone... but I wanted to be recognized'

I sympathize with Chris, who also had family circumstances and had to try, but I don't care because it's different from that and this.

"You make her proud of your unhappiness. You're gonna feel sorry for me."

"That's really crumby."

Luxion's words stabbed me strangely in the heart. No, I think I've done a little too much, too.

◇

A voice of anxiety rises in the audience.

"Oh, hey, Chris lost"

"What the hell. You're such a coward."

"... hey, lion attacked the dungeon with a solo to get the baroness, right? Could you be strong?

"Wait a minute. So this is how it's gonna be decided? I risked my entire fortune!

An audience in a hurry to know that the bet they thought they could definitely win was actually not. At the same time, the students who were making fun of Lion were beginning to change their perceptions.

It makes Olivia look like she's about to cry.

"Angelica, I... am so sad. I'm glad Mr. Lion won, but this is too harsh."

Angelica speaks of Olivia.

"Don't be stupid. If you don't mind, Lion might have lost, too. That's all I'm saying about alerting them to."

"Oh, really?

Nod and talk about Chris.

"It is a court aristocrat and in the status of the Count family. It's a swordsman's house. Chris' father is the best swordsman in the kingdom and has earned the title of Kensei. Himself, a step back, but a man with the title of a swordsman."

Olivia was honestly impressed.

"That's amazing."

"Oh, he's a great guy."

(The fact that even such a man had no hands, no legs... I guess my brother-in-law Zilk is in a hurry)

If you look where Julius and the others are, you can't see Zilk or his armor.

Julius was comforting the blue-blue Marie, and when he saw her, Angelica suffered so that her chest could be tightened.

(… Your Highness)

◇

As Chris was taken out of the arena and headed to the infirmary, Zilk was preparing for his next game.

I will give instructions to the armor mechanic.

"Load your weapon. Bullets also use demon bullets."

The mechanic opens his eyes.

"It's not a substitute for use in a game!

"This is a duel!

I was in such a hurry that the usually gentle zirc would lose room.

The green armor has feathery embellishments on each part.

Heavy rifles in such armor or axes were held, not swords. Gear as if going to the battlefield.

"Will you remove the decorations and install additional armor? Then we'll have grenades."

The mechanic was in trouble.

"Dear Zilk, there are limits to what parts we have right now"

Zilk leaned down, and raised his face.

"I don't mind. Do what you can."

He couldn't even look around changing gear in a hurry, and Zilk was figuring out how to fight in his head.

(You have to stop it with me at all costs. Even if you can't do that, if you don't do damage, your Highness will appreciate it)

Daughter brothers, best friends...... but Zilk has lived for Julius. If we lose here, Julius's ratings will drop significantly.

To that end, I decided to resort to all means.

Take one bomb that was placed nearby.

"... I'm going out for a little while"

Let the armor gear change and one Zilk leaves the room.

◇

"Huh, I'm tired"

I was going to pinch a break and I was getting out of my armor and stretching my back.

Olivia and Angelica rush over when they finish the bathroom and try to get back.

"Mr. Lion, where have you been!

"I was worried."

I shake my neck for the reaction of both of them.

"What?

They were looking at each other.

"No, you know, I heard you looked sick."

I narrowed my eyes.

"Me? I was just going to the bathroom."

Mr. Angelica was a little suspicious.

"A man named your sister appeared. Olivia confirmed your face... but she said she wanted you to see it because you look pale"

My second daughter worried about me? First of all, it's impossible.

I haven't seen him face to face since I sold the fight to His Highness, but I'm sure he caused trouble. But will you talk to me at this time?

Luxion talks to me when he thinks so. I don't hear the two of you in front of me.

'Master, the fuselage has been set with explosives. Master's sister, you set it up, but you have someone to direct you to.'

... I guess.

It would be best to think he was threatened.

I would have had a narrow shoulder at school for selling fights to His Highness. Zilk used it.

I'm a jerk, too, but you're a jerk, too.

"As a result of the investigation, I was wondering if my next opponent would be most likely"

I sighed small.

Towards the two of us.

"Oh well... does my real sister know? Actually, you were putting up with the bigger one. My stomach hurts. I thought it would leak."

When I said that, Mr. Olivia was in trouble with Oro.

"Well, you can't help it."

Mr. Angelica comes with a cold gaze.

"I think there's a better way to put it in front of a girl?

"Right. I was going to pick flowers. There are no flower beds in the arena."

With that said, Mr. Olivia was laughing bitterly.

Mr. Angelica is holding his forehead by his hand.

"That excuse... well, fine. I make mistakes when I have to fix them from time to time. It's almost time."

"So what do you say we go"

On his way to the arena, Luxion gave me information.

'The set position of the explosive will be on the back. The armor has an important mechanism there, so you're seriously crushing this one. Calculated from the amount of explosives, common armor involves the life of the pilot inside.'

I was most afraid of guys who usually seemed nice...... sure, that's a common story.

◇

When I went to the arena, I didn't see my second daughter.

Well, thank God we don't talk. I don't know what to tell you either, and it's more of a bomb than that... it was mounted to hide.

Angelica sees the person.

"Look, they're waiting for you. He's finally getting serious."

Zilk came out in the arena with the kind of gear that would go out on the battlefield.

When you get in your armor, Luxion will give it to me.

"Apparently the type that explodes in response to special magic,"

There were bombs like that in the game.

"You're the scariest type like Zilk. What makes it special is the arm of the shooting, otherwise it has no distinctive character. But performance is average, except for shooting, so it's a versatile type that can work anywhere."

His Royal Highness excels in melee combat, and Zilk is a character who specializes in medium and long range. Easy to use and excellent without habits. He was a character I could count on in the game.

Well, it doesn't change how offensive and angry you are.

When I get down to the arena, Zilk calls out to me.

"- You are strong. Let's show some respect. '

"Thanks for that."

As the referee signaled the start, Zilk pointed the rifle in his right hand at me. From the beginning, he flies through the sky and pulls the trigger without question and throws even a grenade at me.

It's a smokescreen.

There's no forgiveness.

The surroundings are surrounded by white smoke.

◇

Zilk flies to critical heights in a white smoke-wrapped arena.

Flying too high would disqualify him, so he went up to a critical distance and chose from there how to fight his enemies directly from the top with rifles and grenades.

"I hope this sinks in for you"

I used a hand that I didn't really want to use.

I came into contact with Lion's real sister and gave her the bomb. Zilk didn't give it to him directly, he pinches a boy student in the meantime.

To treat Julius as a student rampage, even if the matter becomes public, it does not harm his reputation.

A smoke-wrapped arena, but the demon squares rise in Zilk's eyes. Among them was Lion looking for zirc in the smoke.

"You are dangerous. Let me handle this right here."

Pull the trigger on the rifle.

Rifles for anti-armor, which are also used by the military, are penetrating. It doesn't look very good to bring it up to the school duel, but the other guy is Lion.

I can't say that to someone who has shown an overwhelming difference so far.

"... your life is over when you defy Your Highness. I'll finish you off with a glorious ending here."

The bullet hit Lion in the head. The head of the armor, but if penetrated angularly, it's certain that the humans inside will also suffer injuries.

But.

"Hey, what the hell!

Lion looks up at the sky as if nothing had happened.

I was waving.

"Shit!"

Throw a grenade, and set up a rifle. Load the bullet with bolt action and pull the trigger.

Zilk used his wife's hand in front of him in armor that stood fine even when he was caught in the explosion. It unleashes special magic towards the Lion to activate the set of explosives. This magic itself meant nothing, but reacted with a bomb and caused a huge explosion.

"If it's a direct hit, it's about damage!

But I can't find Lion in the arena. He was disappearing after the blast stopped.

"Where. Where the hell are you!

Such a zirc suddenly felt uncomfortable that the sun had hidden and shadowed. The sky was blue and cloudless.

Looking up, there was a lion figure right behind me.

"Hey."

"Huh!"

Looking back as he descended sharply, Lion turns toward him as he sets up his rifle.

Pull the trigger, but Lion's armor has played the bullet.

"I should have hit you straight!

It was a tough shot. In many ways, '

Deciding he was guessing a lot from his mouth, Zilk was slashed with a battle axe. When Lion takes it in scoop, he talks to the arena audience so they don't hear it.

- You don't know anything.

'Look in the mirror and speak. You guys are insane. "

"Are you going to have a duel with His Highness? You died a nobleman, too."

'That's good! Advanced classes make me throw up! If you're gonna let me go, that's what I'm gonna do!... I feel like a jerk!

A normal boy would guess if he said so far. Even if it is a bad guess, it creates some room for negotiation if one speaks of disadvantages.

But Lion had shown the opposite motivation.

Zirk thinks of Marie's face.

She was a strange woman. It was as if she understood herself and was a woman of her ideals themselves.

It didn't take long to get obsessed.

I'm not in the royal palace. I'm usually really at ease with the women around me.

"I am! I've never met an ideal woman before!

'Good for you, we're going to have one less competitor. Enjoy your romance. "

Taking the attack by Lyon's scoop with a rifle, it was played as it was and the rifle fell to the ground.

And Julius' face also floats.

When I talk about Marie, I'm very happy to talk about an important best friend.

"What do you know! Your Highness and I really love you! I don't want to monopolize it. I want her to be happy!

"Then why don't you back off?

Pale lion, but the attack was heavy with every blow.

"I can't beat you with any hand. If you're going to do anything to His Highness, I'll bet everything I have on you - no, I'll make your family take responsibility too!

The person I loved was the same.

That was sad at first and I tried to pull myself back... but not even enough love to be pulled back to that extent.

Zirk was prepared to do anything for Julius or Marie, not for himself.

"... such a threat to a duel is cowardly."

Whatever you say.

The two are fighting over the sky, and the arena audience is not hearing voices or anything in the situation they are looking up to.

Zilk feels handy and tries to fold up like this...

"" I can't beat you with any hand. If you're going to do anything to His Highness, I'll bet you everything I have - no, I'll make your family take responsibility too! "'

- In my own voice, I heard an earlier dialogue.

"Hey, why?"

I didn't hear there was that kind of magic. Maybe it exists just because you don't know it, or maybe it's newly developed.

And there was no such thing as Lion imitating his voice.

'You're the one who threatened me first. So I decided to threaten you, too. Right, let's take this to your parents' house. I wonder what my family thinks? I can't believe you threatened me because I was about to lose in a duel. It's the same thing that ended up as a nobleman! Oh, or shall I let my dear lord or Marie hear it? I'm sure I despise you. No, I knew I'd submit it to school! The whole school needs to hear it!

Zilk quickly rebuilds.

"Oh, is that the only thing you can do with evidence?"

There was still no machine or magic in this world to record voices. For this reason, there is also no concept of making this evidence.

'I won't, but I doubt it, right? So, we all think there's actually gonna be pressure on my parents. I knew he did it. So, do you think your Highness will suspect you, too? We all think so, don't we? Your Highness made you do that! Your precious Highness's reputation will surely fall!

Zirk pretends to be as calm as possible to Lion, who delights in moving on to the conversation.

I'm trying to get through this while surpassing Lion's onslaught...

"Your Highness is not involved. It's my call."

'That's not for you to judge, is it? I don't like to tie you around... and you guys decided when you were Mr. Angelica without even listening, right? I wonder why you think that's not happening to us?

Zilk is in a hurry to get stuck in words.

Yes, we didn't listen to Angelica. I ignored Angelica's words that she didn't know about the bullying of Marie and didn't give her instructions.

"Oh, that one!

"Enough. - Sink."

The moment Lion's voice becomes cold, the zirc trampled in the air falls straight to the ground.

That's how you get slapped on the ground and your consciousness is far away.

'I annoyed your sister, too, but what about the people who threatened you more than that?

Lyon had already lost interest in the zirc. Somehow, Zilk's armor is going to get slapped to the ground and he's not going to be able to move.

The last thing I thought...

(Your Highness, this guy is dangerous. Do not fight - no)

So my consciousness broke off.