Rodos immediately leaps backward to avoid the blade, which is approaching at a cutting speed.
　Right in front of me... I feel something cold on my back as I pass by about 10 cm of my body, and I shake my dagger in my right hand and play the blade that came upon me.
　a violent metallic sound that rings on the stage
　Rodos's sword twirls through the air... and stops moving in the air.
　...yes. He stopped moving in the air, even though he didn't accept the dagger he had been played. Floating about two meters above Rodos' opponent -- Kelone -- he turned his point towards Rodos.

"Oh, that's troublesome again..."
"Well, I suppose so," I should like to express my admiration to you for overcoming at first sight the attack of Air Greed, this magical sword that moves freely in the air as I wish."

　Rodos claps his tongue at the theatrical appearance.
　air grease The demon sword, so named, obeyed Kelone's will and flew freely through the air to attack Rodos.
　If you think you've fallen head over heels, just before you hit the stage, you'll come back to the surface and jump at the tip.
　Furthermore, it spins and attacks Rodos, avoiding it, and the handle part flies toward the back of the head.
　It's a 360-degree attack from everywhere. Rodos could not help but feel embarrassed because he was his first opponent.

"Your magical sword is indeed a nuisance," But, leaving the attack to the sword, are you a spectator of course.

　At Rodos' provocative remark, Kelone shrugs his shoulders with exaggerated gestures.

"Yes, but is there something wrong with me? I've won like this and of course I'm going to win this match. and in the future, too."
"...and even if you win, I don't think it's your power, not your power!"

　Rodos tries to shorten the distance from Kelone without speaking to the end.
　Rodos's long sword is a first-class weapon, but it's not a magic sword. That's why, for Rodos, who has genuinely refined his skills, fighting like Kelone seems to be nothing but evil ways.

"Hush!"

　with a sharp breath like a whistle The next moment he sees a magical sword passing right by him, and takes it as an opportunity to close the gap with Kelone.
　The only weapon the opponent has is a magical sword. The long sword, which is then fired at the torso, is diverted by the dagger which Kelone takes out of his pocket.
　The sequence of movements was clearly practiced, proving that Kelone had not come this far just by the magic of flying swords.

"What a pity...!"

　After receiving a blow from Rodos's long sword, Kelone thrusts the point of the dagger directly toward Rodos.

"d*mn it!"

　In an unexpected development Rodos leaps backward, tongue-tapping, to distance himself from Kelone.
　In the interval, which was also close to him, he judged that Kelone, who had a dagger, was more advantageous than himself, who had a long sword.
　But...

"Can I distance myself from him from me.

　When I hear that voice with a smile, I immediately flash my long sword.
　At the same time, a metallic clink echoed around.
　It was a blow that almost left him to his senses, but fortunately he breathed a sigh of relief, saying that the intuition seemed to have worked.
　But I was relieved only for a moment. Moving freely through the air, the magical sword attacks Rodos many times.
　Rodos has played, passed, or avoided all of them, but he has limited strength and a magical sword. It goes without thinking which side has the advantage.
　...Rodos himself did not notice, but the magical sword Air Greed flies through the air using the magic of Kelone. Therefore, if he had been defensive for a while, he would lose his magic and return to Kelone, but it would be impossible to see through it in such a short time.
　Moreover, Kelone understands the weaknesses of his magical sword. Therefore, he returned the sword flying in the air to his hand and grasped the handle, supplementing his magical powers while acting like a play.

"...well, I'm getting tired of doing just the same thing, and so are the audience. For that reason, let me make up my mind, is it all right?"
"I'm sure you'll care...!"

　Rodos screams, playing a magical sword flying straight from the side aimed at the torso.
　But Kelone closes the gap with Rodos with a dagger in her hand, as if she didn't need to hear his opinion.

"d*mn it, then... like this!"

　After a moment's confirmation of his back, Rodos sees Air Greed heading towards his back, and goes forward with a dagger in his hand to intercept Kelone heading towards him.
　Now that we're in front of each other, the distance naturally shrinks rapidly.
　If things go on like this, we'll run into each other head on. But Kelone still has a smile around her mouth.

(Do you want me to self-destruct just before I hit the Air Greed attack from behind? Do you think no one has ever taken such a step before?)

　It's a strategy many people think of when fighting against Kelone's manipulated Air Greed. But I was already used to dealing with that alone.
　But... Rodos' next move is completely beyond Kelone's expectations.
　Shrinking, Rodos draws his long sword to his hand and shoots at the approaching Kelone, using even the force of his opponent's thrust.
　Rodos is best at continuous thrusting, not continuous thrusting, but thrusting with all his might as if he had put all his might.

"Oops!"

　The action was completely different from Kelone's expectations, so the response was delayed by a moment... that moment created a fatal gap for Kelone.
　He tried desperately to ward off with a dagger, but was unable to resist it with all his might, and the point of Rodos's long sword pierced Kerrone's torso.
　Kelone, who emphasized speed of movement, wears leather armour made of monster leather.
　But Rodos' all-out thrust pierced the leather armour.

"Oops!"

　Taking the opportunity to moan in unexpected shocks and a momentary delay in pain, Rodos forces his long sword into Kelone's abdomen. Cutting through Kelone's internal organs, he moved his body behind him, like the shield of Air Greed, who had pressed him to penetrate straight from behind.
　What Rodos did was, in the end, exactly what Kelone had expected. Attractive and using Kelone as a shield against the approaching Air Greed.
　What's different is the behavior before that time. Did you run through the fuselage with a thrust and take it to a situation where it was impossible to move like a hajanier of a moz.

"What!"

　You must have understood your present situation. Kelone tried to stop Air Greed from moving as if he were cutting through the air until a few seconds ago. I couldn't stop moving right away...

"Oops!"

　The point of the Air Greed sword is stuck side by side next to the belly of Rodos's long sword, and two long swords are stuck side by side in the belly.

"Hoot!"

　The impact of the thrust of the Air Greed extends the wounds suffered by Rodos's long sword and spits blood out of his mouth.

"That's it! The winner, Rodos!"

　The referee's voice echoed through the stadium, confirming Rodos' victory.
　At the same time, the referee runs up to Kelone, who is stabbed in the abdomen with two swords, leaving Rodos with his weight on the stage, and draws two swords just before he steps down from the stage.
　If you leave the stage as it is, the wound will heal in an instant.

"...a lot of people have used me as a shield, but I never thought they would stab me in the stomach and make me motionless."

　The feeling of being wounded, and the feeling of being healed, Kelone smiles bitterly, caressing the penetration from above the leather armor.

"No, I've had a hard time with flying magic swords. It's a desperate move."
"It's a desperate measure... and yet it's only natural that you should be able to act like that at the same time. He is descended from the axe of the god of thunder."

　Rodos, with a slightly complicated expression on his face, smiles and lightly slaps his shoulders and leaves.
　Having seen it off, Rodos also heads towards the doorway where he entered.(Good. Next. I can finally fight Ray.)

　With the cheers of the audience at his back, Rodos was conscious of the fighting spirit that existed within him.





　Rodos' game is over, and the next game is over...

"More importantly, I can't believe I'm going to meet such an incompatible partner."

　Veicul breathes bitterly with a dagger in his hand.
　A man in his thirties, dressed in a metal half-plate armour, with a halberd in his hand.
　Vaicul apparently placed more importance on power than speed... than on his opponent, Ganda, who, after a few blade-to-blade meetings, still seemed to have had the right intuition.

"Hahaha! You must have been unlucky to deal with me. I'm used to fighting with people like you who move slowly."

　Tell him so, and he turns Harbard wildly as if to show his confidence.
　The movement was certainly unskillful, but it was still powerful enough to make me think that Harbard was much more powerful than other adventurers.

(And I'm used to fighting against speed-oriented opponents like myself, which is certainly not up to me.)

　It proved that his attack was easily prevented when he made use of his winning speed to attack he was winning.
　He approached Harbard several times and launched attacks with a dagger, all of which were received by Harbard and his armour.
　If Vaicul's dagger was a kind of magical sword, or if he had the skill of magic, it might have been a different story. But Vaicul, who had some skill as a thief, was nothing short of an ordinary thief.
　Therefore, the whole attack is almost ineffective.

(Trump is supposed to be used in this kind of situation... but he's done something extra.)

　Remember the opponent you fought in the first round and clapping your tongue.
　Ganda must have been watching the first round of Vaicul's fight. As long as it's a tournament style, it's not that difficult to gather information about who you're going to win next, so it's only natural.
　As a result, he could not act as if he had been caught off guard after he had seen Vaicul's trump card with his own eyes.

"If you don't come, I'll let you go!"

　Perhaps tired of staring at each other, Ganda says so, holding her Harbard and closing her distance with Vaicul.
　The speed is not so fast, after all, because of the weight of Ganda's metal armour and halberd.
　But the slowness felt as if a wall were approaching Vaicul and involuntarily retreated.
　I realized that I had taken a few steps back unconsciously and clapped my tongue inward.

(It's not like me to lose by heart... that's not like me.)

　Take a short, deep breath, staring at the slowly approaching Ganda... and kick the stage the next moment to close the distance.

"Oh!"

　A dagger wielded without even a voice to make it even a little harder to respond to an attack.
　Since there is no effect on where the armor is located, the target is joints. It's not Ganda's best weapon, Harbard's arm joint... but his knee joint.
　It's true that your safety will increase if you don't let the other person carry weapons. However, we decided that the vigilance would be severe even over there because they understood it.
　It was out of the judgment that the opponent's guard would be lower than that of attacking the armed arm.

"So sweet!"

　The moment I tried to get the tip of the dagger into my knee joint, I was struck with such a voice, and Vaicul's.
　a hard blow
　I managed to look at her as I was blown away to find out what had happened, where she saw Ganda scooping up a blow from below with her buttocks.
　Shortly after confirming it, Vaicul's body drops from its back to the ground outside the stage.

"That's it! Winner Ganda!"

　Vaicul passed out, listening to the referee's voice.