"Well, there have been several matches in the second round of the competition. This year's competition is quite different in many ways. ...do you say the same thing every year? No, it may have been so far, but it's this. This year's competition is attended by many famous places, such as crimson and Fudo."

　When the voices of the actual situations fan the audience and cheer them up, they stop talking and make a pool.

"However, in the first round of the match, which I saw the day before yesterday, it was almost the same as killing the opponent, so the viewers must have been dissatisfied. But... on the contrary, I think I remember the battle of crimson fought a spectacular battle against a two-sworded warrior. ...and that crimson will be on the next game! Furthermore, the opponent will be Adred. Yes, the man who has buried many monsters with his strength! He is still in Rank C, but is said to have been influenced by his bad behavior, and his ability is superior to that of any other Rank B adventurer!"

　You've already been known about your opponents, but you'll still get excited when you hear what's going on. The audience raises expectations for the battle between Adred and Ray.

"Ray in crimson is a true Rank B adventurer! Should we see each other as close to each other? Or should the famous crimson show their abilities? Anyway, it's going to be an eye-catching battle!"

　As such voices echo throughout the stadium, Ray shows up with his death size in his hand.
　As if to respond, a man emerged from the opposite doorway.

(Human...?)

　When they both go on stage and face Adredd, Ray mutters in secret. 　
　But it's not surprising. Adred's height is well over 2m and even 2.5m.
　He was, no matter how you look at him, a man you don't think he was.
　Furthermore, regardless of height, there are strong muscles attached to the body, so I don't get the impression that they are spindly long at all. In particular, you can even feel a heavy wall in front of you.

I'm not that tall for the Giants. Half or so? Or maybe there's blood in the auger.)

　Like goblins and oaks, augers can also breed with women of other races. Naturally, due to the size of her body, it is rare for a woman to survive as a mother.
　The blood may have been in the past. He must have felt rude when he was looking at Adred with that thought in mind. Adred glares at Ray and opens his mouth.

"What, my boy? Do you have anything to say?"
"No, that's not the case," I was just wondering how to fight a big opponent like you."
"... oh,"

　Adredd grinning at Ray's words.
　When the back of a custom-made hand filled in both arms makes a high metallic sound, a fierce smile comes from the mouth.

"I was a little disappointed to hear that a little boy like you was notorious, but... you don't have to worry about it." Let's try to fight each other well."
"... I see,"

　Rey half understands what kind of personality Adred's words.

(Is it only natural in this world that people who use fighting as weapons like fighting?)

　With that in mind, Ray holds the death size he had in his hand.

"Well, that would help me a lot. I'd like you to feed me so that I may go higher."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. But be careful, if you fail to eat well, I'll feed you then."

　They smile belligerently at each other, but still feel good about them.
　The referee must have judged that it was about time he saw it. raise one's voice so that people can hear it from offstage

"The game begins!"

　Adred, who uses those words as a signal to shorten her distance with Ray.
　Ray waits with his death size in mind.
　Straighten up at a speed that doesn't fit the giant body and stick out his fist.
　In response to a huge fist that seemed to break the air itself, Ray intercepts it with a death-size handle.
　As the clashing metal of the back of his hand and death-size echoes around him, Adred pulls back his fist and fires it in a row.
　But Ray shrugs off all of it, as he did in the first round.

(Okay. Curved sword... There's no problem with passing not only the sword but also the opponent.)

　Ray continues to pass as he showed in the first round, but as soon as Adred pulls his fist back, he wields his death-size as if to match it.
　However, it is not the blade part. It's like scooping up Adred's foot with a stone-butt.
　repeated blows in practice with Rodos
　Adred, however, seems not to have been so careless, and as soon as he judges that the handle disappears from view, he leaps backward to distance himself from Ray.
　At the same time, a death-size stonemate passed through the space where Adred's feet had been until a moment ago.

"Oh! Dangerous! Dangerous!" It's kind of hard to fight, you. Are you sure you're notorious for crimson?"

　As Adred says so with the back of his hand in front of his face, Ray also smiles with a death-size smile.

"Well, what do you think?" If you're curious about what I'm going to do, try going out with me a little more."

　That's what Ray told Adred, but it wasn't the death-size blade, it was the butt of the butt.

(The challenge of this battle is to fight only in the buttocks, not in the death-size blade.) If you use the blade, you will surely be able to win with ease, but if you do so, you will not be able to improve your skill in bojutsu."

　The death-size blade, wielded by Ray's enormous magic, is basically almost impossible to cut.
　The only exception is magic items that improve performance through the same kind of magic, but Ray, who has the advantage of enormous magic, has an overwhelming advantage.
　However, it's true that I've relied too much on the performance of the death size. If you're below yourself, or if you're on the same level, you'll still be able to do something about it. 　
　But it's a different story when it comes to fighting someone who is clearly superior to you. More precise technology is required.
　To get it, Ray had decided to fight against Adred using only a stone hammer.
　...but of course Adred, who saw it, felt he was being tempered and not funny.
　In fact, the moment I saw Ray's posture, Adred's expression changed from a smile of enjoying the fight a few seconds ago to an unpleasant one.

"... what do you mean by that? You can afford to play with me?"
"That's not the case," But there's this reason here, too. It may be unpleasant for you, but I'll let this fight go on."

　After telling him that point, he stopped speaking and opened his mouth with a provocative smile.

"If you really want me to use death-size, you've got to chase me down to that point." Then, as long as I can't afford to lose here, I'm going to use death-size."

　The words must have aroused the will to fight. Adredd ignites his fighting spirit by banging his left and right fists with a fierce smile again."All right, I'll do it." Oh, here we go!"

　Adred, who cries out loud and echoes all around her, is approaching her again to shorten her distance.
　Ray, too, has a death-size butt, and leaps away, encouraged by a chilling bad feeling, just as Adred raises his right hand.
　At the moment, something is released from Adred's fist, which swings wide into the air and penetrates Ray's space until a moment before him.

"Yes, indeed,"

　Adred's mouth is smiling even though his own blow has been avoided.

"Skills?"
"Well, that's it. Just because they focus on fighting doesn't mean they can't attack long distances. You're good at magic too, aren't you? Then use it to your fullest."
"…let me give you the same words as before." If you want me to use magic, try to drive me to that point."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Then... let me have it!"

　Adred continues to shoot a series of shots from the same fist as before, using it as a check and reducing his distance to Ray.
　Ray was surprised at first, but it's not that hard to deal with once you see it.
　It certainly hurts to see almost no attack unlike a fist, but it was still not avoidable.

"Try it, my dear!"

　avoid, play, or ward off the back of one's hand As if to pierce the gap, a thrust is made in the part of the stone-butt, and a blow is delivered to the side, and the counterattack is started.
　The clashing metallic sound of the instep and the buttocks echoed in layers and began to sound similar to a kind of music.
　Kiss, Kiss, Kiss.
　The sound, though intense, never abates and entertains the audience.
　But the battle cannot go on forever. Gradually, pure differences in physical ability began to emerge.

"Why, my strength won't break my defenses?" Trouble again...!"

　Adred's fall, like Anacelle, a two-sword curved swordsman who fought Ray in the first round, was limited in movement.
　He breathed quickly in key points, not with weapons, but with fists and feet, but that wasn't enough in his fierce exchange with Ray.
　Adred felt it and tried to jump back to him. . . . . . .

"Let him!"

　There's no doubt that Ray will miss such a crucial opportunity.
　As if to say thanks, Adred's pigeontail sticks out a death-size stonghold as he leaps backward.

"Oops!"

　Still, twisting his body and changing the position of attack from pigeon tail to side was probably close to his instinct as a fighter.
　You can avoid being knocked unconscious by the tail.
　...but in return a few ribs were crushed by a stonemate, and pained.

"Look, look, look! Now it's my turn!"

　The size of the death is as big as a club, opening its mouth.
　mowing sideways, hammering, thrusting They continue to be released from all angles.
　Adred also managed to deflect or avoid the attack with the back of his hand, just after the attack to the limit of his breath, and he was struck hard in the ribs.
　Therefore, they managed to prevent it at first, but as time went by, they were unable to handle the attack...

"Geez!"

　A horizontally flurry of death-size handles shatter the ribs as opposed to what was shattered at the previous thrust.
　That alone would have surprised the spectators at the stadium, but not so much.
　But...

'That's a lie, that's a lie! There's almost twice as much difference in height as crimson, and more than that in weight, Adred has blown right beside you! I can't believe it... I can't believe it at all!'

　The audience is buzzing with disbelief at what they've just seen.
　Listening to such a buzz, Ray approaches Adred, who is lying on the stage.

"d*mn it... what kind of strength do you have?"

　Adred, who just got knocked off and tried to stand up, holding down the side of his broken most of his ribs.
　When Ray sees it, he looks small and startled.
　It's a blow from Ray, who weighs more than 100 kg and has the strength to bend easily with one hand even metal.
　I didn't think it would damage me enough to stand up, even though I wore leather armour that I thought was made of some monster leather.

(Are you good enough to make it to the second round of the final round?)

　Its robustness is certainly one of the key factors in winning this long competition. But Ray can't afford to lose here... and he can't afford it.
　A glimmer of glimmering glimmering eyes are at the royal VIP seats. There's the emperor's figure, and at the same time the noise he recommended.
　Ray must have noticed himself over there. He moved the edge of his lips slightly, and smiled.k.a. smile.
　I'm looking at Adred again, receiving a glance with such a meaning.

"I can't keep my feet here,"

　With the words, his death-size swung again, and he blew Adred with the handle... the big man, who was about two and a half meters tall, was blown off the stage.

"Winner, Ray!"