As the cloudy skies cover the sky, the stadium still echoes the voices of live spectators.

"Well, the competition is now in the third round, and the number of fierce battles has increased. The weather today is very cloudy! Perhaps the heavens are holding back tears of joy at this battle!'

　The words echo the cheers of the spectators through the stadiums. 　
　I know. Who will appear in the next game? And how much does that person exist?

"Yes, everyone here knows! The adventurer of the Bestian Empire, the infamous Noise! In contrast, Luzzi, the leader of the Furyu tusks of the Party of the Adventurer of the Rank C! Many of you will know the power of Claymore's blow from his gigantic body, because it has taken the audience aback. What's more! This adventurer's party is called Furyu no Tusk, but it's actually a trio, and the other two are called The Robbery Vaicur and The Wizard's Most."

　The crowd is buzzing at the words that flow into the stadium.
　It was a familiar name somewhere.

'Some of you have heard of it, haven't you? That must be the case. These two players, Vaicul and Most, have already lost, but they are the names of the players who played in the main game together. Yes, Furyu's tusks have the ability to get through the preliminary round and participate in the final round. Moreover, I have not been able to improve my abilities by participating in many competitions, but this is a great achievement that all parties participate in the main competition for the first time!"

　The remark must have been quite surprising. The auditorium quits for a second, and the next moment there's cheers.
　In this competition, the name Furyu no Tusk will undoubtedly be known throughout the imperial capital... and through the audience to the Empire of Bestia and its surrounding nations.
　Even though she understands it, she doesn't look happy at all when she appears on stage with her voice.
　It's fair to say that you look rather displeased. 　
　The reason for this was the cheers from the stands towards me.

"I'll support you at next year's competition!"
"It's more than enough to make it to the third round in my first appearance. We can go further next year!"
"You were lucky to fight immovable!"
"Oh, I want to be trampled upon by Vaicul!"

　such a voice
　While the last voice was not for him, Luzzi snorted grumpily, reaching for Claymore on his back.

(Well, I wonder how many of you here think I'll win. ... well, that's all right. then all you have to do is betray that expectation.)

　With that in mind, he wields Claymore on his back.
　Claymore swings with a whizzing sound are bigger than the usual ones.
　This product was specially made by Luzzi, who is confident in his physical strength, and has buried many monsters.
　Of course, they have had enough experience in fighting against humans, especially in the case of thieves, who have lost their lives to this Claymore.
　For that reason, Ruzzi had no intention of losing easily as the audience had told him.
　...that's not the case.
　But the moment the noise came on the stage and confronted. The overwhelming sense of intimidation makes me take a few steps back.
　I'm appalled to find it.
　There's no noise. It was not even the long sword that had been drawn, it was just in front of me.

(This is... Rank S...)

　mutter inwardly and take one's breath away.
　It's not until we face each other in this way that we understand each other. How competent is the person in front of you? ...no, it's right to describe how powerful you are, as if you can't see the bottom when facing each other like this way.

(but I can't easily lose in a place like this!)

　He wields a great claymore to bring life to his frightened heart.
　The appearance might have looked like a threat to a superior opponent.
　I'm sure, however, that it meant something.
　But...noise doesn't yield to the pressure of its own, and it's small and surprising to see Luzzi do that.

"Oh,"

　That's all... it was just that short, but the pressure that comes out of the noise at that moment increases.
　Without stepping back against the noise, Luzzi holds Claymore and stares at the noise.

(I see. If we get to the third round, there will be more people to look forward to.) If you think about it that way, it was not all bad things to participate in this competition."

　Noise smiles a little and pulls the dagger out of the waist sheath.
　Anyone who uses a long sword has repeated this action many times, but when he sees it, Ruzzi can't help but take his breath away.
　Smooth... yes, because it was too smooth.
　I felt as if it was a show or something, even though it was just the act of drawing a sword out of its sheath.

"Heh... heh,"

　Still... already determined, Luzzi doesn't do anything to scare away, but smiles around his mouth.
　It was obvious from the side that the smile was too strong. But Noise holds his long sword instead of mocking it.
　It's because it was unusual to have a smile on your face even if you're overbearing.
　Luzzi also makes a stand with Claymore in his hand.
　The umpires who decide they are ready for each other then announce the start of the game.

"The game begins!"
"'Wow, aah!'

　There's no movement yet, but cheers come from the stands.
　That's probably how many people are interested in fighting noise.

`Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!'

　As if to cut off such cheers, Luzzi holds up Claymore and narrows his distance from noise.
　A powerful blow is released from the situation.
　It's not a wait‐and‐see. I knew I was going to lose in no time if I behaved so leisurely in front of the person in front of me.
　a blow therefore delivered
　The attack, which seems to be arguably one of the greatest adventurers of his life in terms of speed and sharpness... ...but is easily taken by the blade of a noisy long sword that seemed to stick out casually.

"What!"

　a cry of surprise from Luzzi when he saw it
　Of course I didn't think I could beat the noise with my own blow. But I never expected to be stopped by a long sword held in one arm, as was the scene before me.

(I knew the speed was out of the ordinary, but... my strength was out of the ordinary, wasn't it? Spooky!)

　Inside, he screams as if to suppress the fear that exists in him, and then takes advantage of Claymore's force, which is played with a long sword, and hits the torso of noise with a sweeping blow.
　To smash rather than to pieces If you get it right, even if you're wearing a full plate armour, it's a blow that's confident enough to break your bones.
　But... the blow is taken lightly again by the dagger which the noise casually held out.
　If this had made any changes in the noise look, Ruzzi would have felt the response. But I couldn't see any particular change in the noise expression.
　However, it is influenced by the noise in the rank S position, which does not make it easy for the other person to read his or her own expression in battle, but Ruzzi cannot understand it and smacks his or her tongue loudly inside.

(Is this not going to work, either?)

　I was shocked by the act of taking a blow with one hand that I was confident of my strength, but I was about to leave to start over."The power of a blow has passed. You've got a lot of course. It's too early to give up."

　I heard a word like that that leaked out of the mouth of the noise.
　have a compliment on one's shoulders That's for sure, but the verification language was not pleasant to hear.
　That's probably why. I stopped trying to leave and fired a thrust from Claymore at my own discretion.
　Luzzi himself is by no means good at thrusting. It's only natural that they use Claymore, which is an overwhelmingly large and heavy weapon compared to a long sword, and that Luzzi's Claymore is larger than an ordinary Claymore.
　In fact, Ruzzi's thrust was not as sharp as he could tell.
　There's Rodos who is good at thrusting, but he'll never come close to Rodos.
　But... still, in the case of Claymore, the size itself is a weapon.
　Instead of sharpness and quickness, the thrust would boast an overwhelming blow.
　If it was the adventurer in the area who was attacked, it would be a blow that, with Ruzzi's own power, felt as if a wall were approaching.
　In this case, however, the other party was at fault.

"What did you feel?" "But I can't appreciate the attack that I left to my instincts."

　Luzzi's all‐out thrust He stopped the movement by striking the point of the long sword, which had also been delivered as a thrust.
　Stop moving Claymore by touching the tip of his own long sword. Needless to think, it's a blow that could be described as a divine feat.
　And what surprised him the most was, of course, Ruzzi, who saw it up close.

"Buck!"

　That's all I could say.
　But it shows how much impact Luzzi has had.

"This is what happens when you attack something that you're not used to."

　a violent shock with that remark
　Suddenly, Ruzzi's body lay on the stage.
　When I immediately stand up and look around, I realize that I'm on the edge of the stage.
　And if you turn your eyes to the noise, you'll see the noise trying to pull back your extended left fist.
　After seeing it, Ruzzi realizes what has happened... what has been done to him.
　That's right. Nois, perhaps, struck himself off with the left hand of the one who didn't hold the long sword, imitating the divine art of receiving his thrust with the point of the sword.
　Fortunately, his partner, Claymore, remains in his right hand.
　He was beaten off with such force that his armour was left with, and he tried to stand up with a little smile when he could still do what he had done to himself, who had blown away so far and had not let go of Claymore.

"Slip!"

　Side... I was hit from the top of my armour, and I felt a sharp pain, and I stopped moving for a moment.
　Still, what rose the next moment was Luzzi's determination not to lose.

(d*mn it, my ribs are uprooted.) What kind of strength can you use to make it so powerful by hitting it with your left arm, not your dominant arm?"

　muttering inwardly dumbfoundedly, and making sure that the fighting spirit that sleeps within him has not disappeared, he holds Claymore.
　I understand that the presence in front of me is far beyond me through a series of interactions.
　Still... but I couldn't easily accept my defeat after all that talk to my companions.
　I understand that it's just a strong, meaningless will. But as long as it is an infinitely important thing in shaping the existence of Luzzi, there is no way to retreat here.

`Well... well... well...

　keep one's breath under control of the pain running down one's side
　It was natural to launch an attack at this opportunity, but there was a strange conviction that the person in front of me could not imitate it, and it was definitely right.
　The noise is just staring at Luzzi and won't budge until he's ready.
　Luzzi initially thought such an act was an act of underestimating her, but she couldn't complain when she showed such a big difference.
　Even though I only got a blow, I've already suffered enough damage to move my body.

(But... yet... that's why!)

　Take a deep breath and kick the stage with the rest of your strength when you manage to put up with the pain in your side.

"It's so easy... I can't lose!"

　fast‐approaching noise
　a swaying claymore
　A blow that would have been difficult for an ordinary adventurer to avoid struck the noise...

"It's wonderful,"

　At the same time, another heavy shock shook his body, causing Ruzzi to snap out of consciousness and fall straight onto the stage.