Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

An unexpected counterattack by a masked man in what seemed like an overwhelming disadvantage.

From the audience, which was mostly occupied by the citizens of Kisletin, there was an unexpected scream close to screaming.

However, even in the same audience, the air covering the special seats reserved for dignitaries in this country presents a slightly different picture.

That was because there was a mix of vigilance for the Rhindle, which had enough soldiers to fight Ufena, and a little counter-invention against Kisletin, who had worked the lottery in his country's favor.

Of course there are those among them who can be called exceptions.

A beautiful man with a surprising look next to the high-ranking Kisletin officials who stare at the masked man with an abominable look on his face.

He saw a certain move that had just been rolled out, opening his eyes and shivering those lips.

"Huh!? Is that... water... kicking"

Once upon a time, he himself, with his body, was beaten into everything.

His heartbeat rang the moment the masked man, the representative of the Rhindle, rolled out the special foot payment of the East, which should also be called a trick.

"What's wrong, Grand Duke Rhine?

Though President Tomiel was grumpy to see Ufena's unusual appearance, as the host of this Western conference, I care that the expression of the young man sitting next to me is not excellent.

As soon as he got a hazy look, Aynce shook his head left and right in a hurry.

"No, I saw a rare move."

"... sure, I've never seen that form of physical surgery"

With such expressions as shabu-shabu, Tomiel praises the skill of the other country's representatives. And towards the impudent Ufena, he again shifted his gaze to the centre of the Coliseum, poisoning it in his chest.

Meanwhile, Eince, who managed to push and kill the inner agitation, also turns his gaze hastily toward the battle to be resumed.

But what his gaze pursued was not the content of the game in front of him, but just the appearance of a masked man.

"The Rhindle delegation... needs to hide his face... and the Oriental body technique... could that masked man..."

Though careful not to be impugned by Tomiel, in his mouth, such unspoken voices were unexpectedly uttered.

"Don't use weird foot payments. No, I'm not making fun of you. Excellent body work indeed. That's right. I couldn't help it."

The moment he was made to fall to the ground, he rolled down the ground knowing it was unusual, and Ufena, who regained his distance, so praises him towards the man in front of him.

But in response to Ufena's remarks, the masked man only moved the mouth slightly.

"I'll admit, earlier attacks are commendable. But don't get too on track. In front of your lord's crooked rapier, this I had some chronic heart and confusion. But that no longer exists for me. Come on, equal opponents, call me!

Whereas Ain, standing quietly in a half-body position with no hands, Ufena raised her voice softly as if to show her own determination.

At that moment, Ain accelerates all the way forward at once.

Meanwhile, Ufena, who intercepts him, weighed the timing and waved a two-handed sword. Then calculate the speed of the impending ein and step forward. But Ain and Ufena's two-handed swords never crossed.

That was because Ain, who was approaching, braked suddenly just before Ufena's sword was in between, and tried to turn to the right side, and because Ufena, who had predicted that something was going to change her movements, did not wave down her sword only with the feint.

"You're right on my reading. Checkmate!"

Upon reading that Ain was going to make a difference, Ufena attacked him with certainty of victory, at a time when Ain's leg stopped.

And then I tried to swing down the flamberge. Exactly that's when something suddenly pops into my eyes.

As soon as he did, he moved his right hand, which was holding the sword reflexively, into his own eyes.

"Ki, you. cowardly!"

At the same time he spits out the words, he understands that the man in front of him kicked up the sand at his feet.

And he noticed his predicament.

What does it mean to be in a position that you can't fight back after losing your sight at this close range?

Naturally, it was nothing more than a taste of the coward's body technique in front of him.

"... sorry. This is my usual way of teaching everyone. I'm just not sure I can handle your sword again and again."

At the same time as he kicks the sand up, Ain't bounced into Ufena's pocket without getting his hair in, grabbing Ufena's left arm holding the sword as it was.

And without killing the momentum, he fell to the ground, leaving it to gravity, as he spun around the universe with Ufena's left arm as his fulcrum.

"Ugh!

Dragged down to the ground by Ain while in an unstable position, Ufena understands that her own left elbow is stretched to an unlikely angle.

And precisely at that time, a masked man snapped at him with a boss.

"There was a battle... I guess. Will you surrender?"

Demand for defeat without a sword.

That was just nothing but humiliation for Ufena.

But my left arm, which feels intense pain, keeps screaming like no more.

"Mai Mai -"

Driven by despair and pain, Ufena tried to acknowledge her own defeat.

But at that moment, his ears picked up countless voices.

Yes, a voice full of prayers from the citizens of Kisletin packed into this venue.

"I don't want it, I don't want it yet. I am, and Kisletin is not losing!

Booing against Ain for showing a cowardly attack and a cry for their proud victory over Yingjie.

Ufena, hearing it, decides to be ready for one. Be prepared to win this battle, even if you lose your left arm.

"Hey, stupid!

Ain faced an impossible situation the moment the words of determination, which were also full of Ufena's screams, were spewed out.

He, not a child, but a large adult, was lifted into space with one left arm.

And at the next moment Ain, who had been caught by his left arm in the form of an arm wringer, was to be slapped to the earth with all his might.

"Guru."

Severe pain runs on my back, as well as inadvertently holding my breath, and all the oxygen in my body is thrown out.

With an even more beating shock, when his brain was shaken, Ein completely lost sight of his sense of equilibrium.

But precisely at that time, he learns the feeling of a cold sweat running on his back other than pain.

That's why he moved his body off the spot in a crawling way.

And at the next moment, on the earth where his body existed until earlier, a flamberge waving with one right hand pierces him.

"Ha... ha... that's pretty shimmy"

"It's... it's you. I've never been cut back from that situation... to be honest"

Fixing the mask that was slammed by the impact of the earth, Ein turns to Ufena and replies so.

Ufena then tried to loosen the look that was distorted by the pain slightly.

"Well... you've returned a decent reply for the first time"

"It's not a raw silence. And it's just rude not to return a word to a brave man like you."

"Well... then I'll apologize to your lord. I was thinking of kicking your lord loosely, stripping him of his mask as ordered, and so on, this is my thanks."

Ufena exhales loudly once at the same time as she speaks so.

And just a few breaths away, he restarted a giant flamberge with one right hand.

"Then it is I who commend you and tell you one thing. Before it gets that far, I'm going to take this mask off. I'm just sorry, but this isn't the time yet. So I'm done talking to you. It's too much overwork to fight any more. Lord Yingjie of Kisletin, it's time to settle."

"Whoa, masked strong man. Ready!"

Reacting to Ain's voice, Ufena waves down his sword with all her might.

Despite being a two-handed sword, its orbit, wielded with one right arm, was scarcely absent even a slight blur. In other words, no slight discrepancy existed from the midst of Ain, who was about to jump into his nostalgia again.

No matter how I stood around anymore, Ain't had no choice about the impending blade.

Assuming this was waved down with both hands.

"... you are a truly terrible man. Even when I met him, he broke his finger."

While Ein speaks so, he dodges the speedy Ufena sword attack while slightly shifting his body.

And he unleashed an elbow punch that pruned its consciousness on the back neck of Ufena, who already had an enlightened look of something.

At the next moment, in the heart of the Colosseum, light and darkness are born, and winners and losers are born.

At the same time that desperate sight was created, something in the audience cried down, some silenced, and some cursed at the masked man.

The description of chaos corresponds exactly to the center of the venue, where Ain walks over to Ufena, where he remains sinking into the earth.

And when he succumbs on the side of a proud man who is no different in his name from Yingjie, he slowly carries up the big man in front of him.

As soon as possible, the curse, which had been sporadically uttered until earlier, stopped perfectly.

And as Ain, carrying Ufena, slowly walks out to the entrance, this time a applause to honor the good fight between the two is born naturally.

That's how the two men, who fought hard, slowly pulled up into the sunless colloquium with their gaze behind them from all over the venue.