Ray moved.
　As soon as you see it, even though they were fighting on stage, those who were especially conscious of Ray immediately react. 　
　That said, it's not like launching an attack on Ray, it's a reaction of continuing to fight against the enemy he's currently fighting against and leaving him for a little while.
　Turning your attention to other places while you're fighting against the opponent is, on the contrary, not completely focused on the opponent you're fighting against, so some people are attacked at the break, or they're only paying attention to themselves and Ray, and as a result, they're attacked by a surprise attack from someone they didn't know at all.
　While there were some people like that, two of them were extremely wary of Ray.
　A man who is good at fighting Ray in the waiting room, and a man with a tall hammer tied to Ray on the stage.
　The fact that both of them were involved with Ray meant that he could not take his attention off Ray.

"Oh, my God!'

　Avoid the attack of the man who swung his mace at his torso by jumping back quickly, and when he sees Mace passing by in front of him, he almost reflexively jumps forward and blows out the jaw-crushing upper part from below.
　This did not make me feel at ease, and I avoided the dagger wielded by the man who approached me immediately as if I were taking the opportunity.
　But the dagger's skill seems to have exceeded the man's expectations, and a quick, switched blow cuts Leather Armour in the chest.

"Oh, there's a small thing that I can't help but catch a chance."

　The little man with the dagger laughed at the man's words, and did not seem to reply.
　Avoiding another series of dagger attacks, the man turned his eyes to Ray again...

"What!"

　Suddenly I realized that Ray wasn't where he should have been just a few seconds ago.
　It was a moment of agitation, but a good space for the dagger man.
　...that's right. Normally, he would have buried the blade of a dagger in his body at that instant.

(...what?)

　But without being able to do anything, the man's consciousness sinks into darkness and falls straight onto the stage.
　without knowing what had happened
　However, it was only the faint man who could not understand what had happened, and the others around him were different.
　Before he knew it, he found Ray just behind the man who was using the dagger.
　Of course, the first thing I noticed was a man who had been fighting a dagger, and who had been fighting a blank fight.
　The light but fists in the waiting room -- only to be attacked and avoided unilaterally -- may have worked.
　He doesn't seem to care about the dagger man who has already fallen on the stage, and he watches Ray's situation more seriously than when he was in the waiting room.

(The crimson weapon is an overwhelmingly wide-ranging long-handled weapon. In other words, it's difficult to get around. If it's in your pocket, you should be able to deal with it at all costs!)

　mutter inwardly to himself and wait for Ray to shake his death size.
　This idea itself is quite correct. It is generally conceivable when dealing with long-handled weapons such as spears, harbors and poleaxes.
　...yes, it's not wrong. if it had been an ordinary weapon
　Observe the whole movement carefully so that Ray never misses any signs of dying.
　Originally, concentrating on just one person in a Battle Royal is never a compliment. If we have a chance, people around us will attack us first.
　However, this case is different. You might be able to defeat the tricky opponent of crimson... ...and even if you don't get that far, you might be able to hurt him or create a gap.
　That would give you the possibility of defeating your most troublesome opponent, crimson.
　Those around him wait and see without attacking the man who is challenging Ray by tacit understanding.
　If I could defeat crimson, I would definitely be a great Venus.
　In that case, even if you can't make it to the finals, you'll have more than enough fame.
　Those around me who had such a feeling could only be dumbfounded the next moment.
　a death size thrust out toward a man
　He was a man of confidence in his lightness because he was fighting, but he couldn't sense the signs and found himself crumbling to the ground.

"Well..."

　What's happened? I'm trying to mutter like that, but I can't speak, and I realize I can't even breathe.
　Pain...or rather shock.
　The heavy feeling on the dove hinders breathing.

(What... got up?)

　The man's consciousness was swallowed up in the darkness and he lost consciousness.

"'Wow!'

　loud cheers echoing through the stadium
　Even if crimson, who is the greatest enemy in the Westian Empire, is active on the stage, I could not care less about such details when I saw his strength.
　Of course, for those who have had their relatives killed, you'd say, "Don't be silly." However, some of the spectators here who cheer at Ray's strength cheer as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Oh, hey, did you see the movement?"
"...you stabbed the pigeon-tailed with that scythe-stone-butt?"

　The two of them, who are probably acquaintances on the stage, talk back to back while dealing with attacks from other participants.

(I thought it was the worst thing to be with him because the qualifying match was complete luck, but... if I were to deal with a monster like this, I might have been lucky.)

　A man with a spear thinks so in his heart.
　It was definitely more advantageous to stand up with an adventurer you knew than to fight Ray alone or with a complete stranger.

"Do you want to go?"
"Already? If possible, I want to see the other person's hand a little more."

　I challenge a woman with a long sword as she bounces back at me with a battleax.

"...but if there are fewer people, it will be difficult to catch them off guard, and I will be able to perceive their movements."

　The man spins his words, thrusting out his spear to check the opponent who was about to fight with a woman with a long sword.

"Oh dear, fighting while talking... don't lick me!"

　She gives off a sharp thrust, but plays the thrust with minimal movement of the Battleax.
　As if to take advantage of such a woman's space, a blow fired by a spearman blows his long sword over the sky, and a man with a battleax kicks into the belly of a dumbfounded woman and collapses onto the stage.
　A man with a spear notices Ray's movements, leaving the woman who collapsed on the stage.

"Be careful, I'm afraid I'll do it again. Be ready to act at once if anything happens. If I have a chance, I'll go all at once. I don't want to hesitate and miss the opportunity."
"...okay, I think it's better." and the rest of us seem to have the same idea."

　The muttering Battleax man glanced swiftly over the stage.
　The battle has already begun for ten minutes. The number of people still conscious and standing on the stage was reduced by about half.
　If we miss this opportunity, we may have to fight crimson on our own if we fail.
　While watching Ray with that in mind... Ray, holding his death size in his hand, opens his mouth.

'Fire, gather, gather. You are a herd in individuality. In groups. Show up with my voice."

　Along with these words, a flame ball about 1m in size was created at the tip of the death size...
　Some of Ray's observations, realizing what it is, twitch their faces and one screams.

"It's magic, don't finish it!"

　The participants, momentarily frozen by screams, immediately sense the situation and rush towards Ray.
　Until now, it was an unspoken agreement to wait and see, but if it was magic to be used, the story is different.
　The scythe that is wielded has only a known range of attack, no matter how long the weapon is.
　But magic is another thing. Depending on the type of magic used, its range of attack will be even greater if it covers all of this stage.
　I couldn't have lost this qualifying round... and I couldn't have lost here in order to survive the competition.
　But already, Ray's death-sized fireball is flying through the sky, but not as fast as it can be, toward its target.
　...yeah, to the giant man with the hammer that got entangled with Ray on stage before the qualifying round started.a ball of fire about a meter in size that is coming at me
　When the man saw it, he twitched his face for a moment, but when he realized that the speed of the flame ball was slow, he breathed a sigh of relief.
　Several people who tried to stop the magic from being invoked against Ray were similarly stopping at the speed of the fireball.
　It was because they didn't seem to be as powerful as they expected with a slow flame ball.
　If that's the case, you don't have to rush and go to the other person you call crimson.
　Regardless of magic, I realized that I had considerable power as a warrior when I was shown before my eyes.






"Oh, crimson, whatever you say, is this the only magic you can use in the end? There was talk of creating a tornado of flames..."
Blooming Flame Flower

　I knew the man was saying something. But Ray, who has already decided it's not worth listening to, invokes magic without telling him.
　the moment the magic came into play Spheres of fire about a meter in size explode, forming a mass of countless small flames and peeling their tusks around them.
　Fortunately, this competition prohibits attacks that could kill an opponent instantly.
　In fact, even Ray's magical powers were surprisingly small.
　with magic enough to save the body from burning rather than turning into charcoal
　Still, the countless flames are not enough for a man with a hammer.
　Having burned several places would have resulted in more misery than a fighting man who fainted at one blow.
　No matter how much you have to get off the stage, it's only a physical wound. The wound on my mind is different.
　The man, who was burned countless times by the flames, tossed his hammer and rolled on the stage in pain, was undoubtedly traumatized.
　Like those who named it crimson with fear when they saw Ray creating a tornado of flames on the Celemus plain or slashing a soldier of the Vestian Empire.
　It wasn't just the man with the hammer who came under what could be termed a shot of fire. The other participants around it were the same.
　A total of four participants choose to jump off the stage and surrender, suffering from burns.

"Amazing, amazing, amazing! Is this the essence of crimson? The flames that came out of the box attacked the participants and knocked them out at once. Can the surviving participants do nothing about this? Will crimson, who is the favorite player, still win the preliminary round for Block C and compete for the remaining two spots?"

　Frowning for a moment at the sound of the actual situation in the arena, Ray mutters a glance on the stage with his death-size arm in his hand.

"… Well, there were only three players who could play in the main game. Then, ten or so people left."

　Strangely enough, the voice reached the ears of all those on the stage.
　The others in the front of the audience would have been the same.
　Those who hear the voice feel an unexpected chill down their spine.

"Let's move on. I advise you to get off the stage as soon as possible if you don't want to be hurt."

　A few people recoil involuntarily at Ray's voice.
　However, most of them are in a situation where they can't back down, and as previously mentioned, they try to slip into the frame of two people other than Ray.The momentary gap between…is fatal.

"Fire, be an arrow that burns everything and falls like rain."

　When he casts a spell, Ray's back is an arrow of fire. There are about 50 of them.
　However, the magic contained in the same way as before is quite small.
　The first person to see this magic would not have understood it.

"Oh!? Stop it!"

　Several of the participants, seeing the fire arrows floating behind Ray, screamed and leaped at him... but it was already impossible to stop the magic.

"The falling fire-arrow!"

　The words released from Ray's mouth trigger magic, and about 50 arrows of fire are released all at once.
　Flame arrows fired at what could be called sweeps hit the other participants who were heading towards Ray and enveloped in flames.
　Nevertheless, the reason why the arrow of fire penetrated the body and did not burn the body itself with a single blow was probably because it had greatly reduced the magical powers associated with magic.
　...and, as a result, Ray is on the stage after the fire-arrow sweep. And only two participants were present near Ray because they had stepped forward to stop the magic.